"Tianhu..."
Mo Wentian's eyes were filled with fire as he stared at Tianhu.
The sky-blue Tianxue battle suit outlines Tianhu's body with unparalleled beauty, and the slender feet are even more beautiful when set off by Tiannu's jade shoes.
Coupled with that absolutely beautiful face that looks like an otherworldly fairy, it's simply perfect.
"Tianhu, you really..."
"What a nice view… "
Mo Wentian's eyes ignited with a little starlight, and then he hugged Tianhu, and in a flash, the two figures disappeared from the place.
When he reappeared, he was already in the deepest part of the cave.
A month later, the cultivation levels of Chixiao, Kulai, Tiansha, and Burying Tianhou in Wentian Pavilion all broke through to the realm of small heaven.
Among them, Chi Xiao's cultivation has reached the late stage of Xiao Tianzhi.
The current leader of the Jiuyou Clan has surrendered, and the Jiuyou Clan is completely controlled by Mo Wentian.
Chi Xiao and others in Wentian Pavilion and Mo Wentian were also released. During this period, Chi Xiao followed Wu Sheng, the leader of Jiuyou Clan, to rectify the Jiuyou Clan.
In the palace of the city lord of Tiancheng, there is a small courtyard that is extremely elegant and full of aura.
"My cultivation has been completely consolidated. Now my cultivation is in the middle stage of the Great Heaven. I can use the Heaven-Devouring Divine Sword and I am not afraid of the Great Heaven. However, the Purple Emperor's body is a bit weak!"
"But the improvement of the Purple Emperor's body is not simple. It requires an opportunity!"
Mo Wentian sat cross-legged and muttered to himself.
"One month has passed, and there are still two months before the king-level artifact that Wu Sheng said will be released. This king-level artifact may be an opportunity!"
Suddenly, Mo Wentian thought of this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Wentian, Chixiao wants to see you!"
At this moment, Tianhu's voice came from outside the small courtyard.
"Chixiao?"
"Let him in!"
Mo Wentian paused for a moment, then said calmly.
"Okay, Brother Wentian!"
Tianhu immediately retreated, and a moment later, Chi Xiao's figure appeared outside the small courtyard.
"I am reporting to the Emperor that the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan have been counted. Among them, apart from the clan leader Wu Sheng, there is one person above the Great Heavenly Throne. He is Wu Sheng's son Wu Jinfeng!"
Standing outside the small courtyard, Chi Xiao said with great respect.
"Wu Jinfeng?"
An extremely cold light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Wu Jinfeng? Mo Wentian was no stranger to this person. Wu Jinfeng was the half-brother of the seventh son he had transformed into.
This person had originally warned him not to enter the temple, and Mo Wentian's impression of this person was not bad.
After all, he could be considered a righteous person when he went to remind Mo Wentian. A month ago, this person's cultivation level was only at the level of perfection in the middle heaven position, but now he has reached the great heaven level, which is enough to prove that this person's talent is terrifying. .
"Emperor, there are one hundred and eight seventh-level and above disciples in the Jiuyou Clan, and the rest are seventh-level and lower-level disciples!"
Outside the small courtyard, Chi Xiao spoke again.
"There are one hundred and eight seventh-level and above disciples, which is not bad!"
A faint smile appeared in Mo Wentian's eyes, and he shook his head.
This Jiuyou tribe is worthy of being the fifth-ranked race in the ancient ruins. There are 108 disciples above the seventh level alone.
You must know that disciples of seventh level and above are warriors above the middle stage of Zhongtian.
This strength did feel a bit scary before Mo Wentian improved, but now, warriors in the Zhongtian realm are nothing more than ants in Mo Wentian's heart.
In the eyes of Mo Wentian, he was an ant, but in the eyes of the escaped Demon World Ancestor and the Supreme Beast Master, he was even more of an ant.
Now that Mo Wentian controls the Jiuyou Clan, the strength of the Jiuyou Clan is his Mo Wentian's strength. If he wants to fight against the Demon World Ancestor and the Beast Master, this strength is really too weak.
"Chixiao, find Wu Sheng for me!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have thought of something, and said in a very low voice.
In the past month, although Mo Wentian did not appear in front of the Jiuyou clan, all matters within the Jiuyou clan were arranged and controlled by Mo Wentian.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Chi Xiao responded with great respect, and then left quickly.
After a moment, Wu Sheng's figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian.
"Master, are you looking for me?"
Wu Sheng's face was full of respect, he looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
"These are one million low-grade Heavenly Stones, one hundred thousand mid-grade Heavenly Stones, and ten thousand high-grade Heavenly Stones, which will be distributed to the disciples in the clan according to their cultivation level, so that they can cultivate as quickly as possible and break through!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he said in a low voice.
The next moment, a space ring appeared in Mo Wentian's hand.
"Master, this..."
The light in the eyes of the leader of the Jiuyou Clan skyrocketed, and his face was full of astonishment.
Those are sky stones, and they are one million low-grade sky stones, one hundred thousand mid-grade sky stones, and ten thousand high-grade sky stones!
Did Mo Wentian just distribute it to the disciples in the clan to practice
"Hurry up and distribute them if you don't take them yet!"
Mo Wentian looked at Wu Sheng with cold and arrogant eyes.
"Yes, Master!"
Wu Sheng, the leader of the Jiuyou Clan, quickly and respectfully answered, took the space ring, and left quickly.
After Wu Sheng left, Tianhu appeared in the courtyard at some unknown time.
"Brother Wentian, if you give the Heavenly Stone to the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan to practice, this..."
Tianhu's expression was slightly solemn, he looked at Mo Wentian and couldn't help but said.
"Tianhu, the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan, are now my disciples, Mo Wentian. As their cultivation level improves, that means my Mo Wentian's strength has increased!"
"Do you understand?"
Mo Wentian looked at Tianhu, who was wearing Tianhan battle clothes and Tiannu jade shoes, and said with a hint of cold light.
"Wentian, do you want to improve the disciples of the Jiuyou Clan for your own use?"
Being looked at by Mo Wentian like this, Tianhu's pretty face turned slightly red.
"That's right, I, Mo Wentian, never do business at a loss!"
"Tianhu, you are not only beautiful but also smart!"
The corner of Mo Wentian's mouth raised slightly, and as he spoke, he reached out and took Tianhu into his arms.
"Brother Wentian..."
In just a moment, Tianhu's pretty face turned as red as a blooming sunflower, looking extraordinarily delicate and charming.
Subconsciously, she crawled into Mo Wentian's arms more and more shyly.
"Wentian, now that you have taken control of the Jiuyou Clan, when do you plan to officially appear in front of everyone!"
Suddenly, Tianhu seemed to have thought of something, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a slight solemnity.
"Now is not the time!"
Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his voice was extremely deep.
Although his current strength has reached the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Realm, Xiaojiao's cultivation has also reached the middle stage of the Great Heavenly Realm.
It is already the top level of cultivation among the Jiuyou Clan, but this cultivation level is still not enough in the ancient ruins.
Mo Wentian was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for him to appear in front of everyone.