Mythological origins

The headquarters of Wentianmen, or Mo Tianxie's lair, is located on the most prosperous South Street in Tai'an City.

It is a huge mansion complex covering an area of ​​more than ten acres.

From a long distance, you can see the magnificent words "Mo Mansion", which are obviously the work of a famous artist.

Under the plaque with the words "Mo Mansion", seven or eight strong men kept patrolling back and forth, examining every passerby.

But Bai Mo didn't care about these, he walked towards the gate step by step.

The patrolling man subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he was frightened by the powerful momentum of the man in white, and when he approached him, he couldn't even move his legs.

At this moment, a middle-aged man who looked like a doorman happened to walk out of the door.

"Are you the doorman of the Mo Mansion?"

"Yes, I am Qin Shirong, the doorman of the Mo Mansion. I wonder what the hero is doing?"

"Go and inform your sect leader and ask her to come and see me."

"..."

The Heavenly Questioning Sect is the overlord of Tai'an City. Although it has declined recently, it is still the one who has the final say in this small piece of land.

He asked the sect leader to come out and meet him in person. Is this an obvious provocation?

Unfortunately, what the doorman was thinking was completely different from what Bai Mo was thinking.

He had been high and mighty for several lifetimes. Even after his rebirth, he had the power of a foundation-building cultivator. How could he take the Heavenly Questioning Sect seriously?

Although the doorman wanted to scold the other party, he didn't know why he couldn't say a word. Everything he wanted to say was suppressed by the momentum.

Seeing that he couldn't get any useful information, Bai Mo directly shook them off and walked into the gate of the Mo Mansion alone.

The little beggar behind him had never seen the overlord of Tai'an City, Wentianmen, being humiliated. While the gatekeeper and servants were still in a daze, he quickly followed them in.

It was not until Bai Mo was 20 or 30 meters away from them that these seven or eight people dared to breathe heavily.

It was because of too much mental pressure.

The gatekeeper, who came to his senses, looked at the two people in the distance with a little doubt.

The little one had a big scar on his face and was a little timid. Although he was wearing a pretty good set of clothes, he was obviously not used to it. He kept twisting his body. It was likely that he was from a poor family.

As for the big one... a master, an absolute master.

Because he found that even though they were quite far apart, he still couldn't even have the courage to look at each other directly. He only dared to take a peek from the side occasionally.

"Please stay, hero. I'll inform the lady and the ladies." Qin Shirong still had to bite the bullet and shouted, knowing that the other party was ten times more terrifying than a tiger.

This was his duty as a gatekeeper and a servant.

"Please go to the tea room and take a seat first."

Originally, Mo Tianxie left a lot of information and letters before his death, introducing the situation of Wentian Sect and his family members.

He was also worried that he would fail in taking over the body, so he made preparations early.

There are also special tokens and visiting cards, which are convenient for Han Yu or others who have obtained everything from him to gain the trust of his wife and daughter after his failure, and at the same time, they can control the situation of Wentian Sect after his death.

But these are all empty in front of a foundation-building cultivator.

Cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage may be plotted against by mortals, and need to play intelligence wars and intrigues with mortals.

But foundation-building cultivators don't need to, just push through.

…

After half a cup of tea, the doorman invited Bai Mo to the reception hall with a more humble attitude.     This Wentian Sect is the sect founded by Mo Tianxie.

The two words "Wentian" are what he thinks in his heart.

After Mo Tianxie had no news, it was his wife and daughter who temporarily controlled the sect.

But their prestige is obviously not as useful as Mo Tianxie himself. There are ambitious people inside and outside the sect who want to replace him.

Bai Mo walked into the reception hall step by step. The little beggar behind him had never seen such a scene before. He wanted to pull the corner of his clothes to shrink to the side, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not touch the corner of the clothes that seemed to be close in front of him.

…

In the reception hall, several beautiful women sat upright, and there were three beautiful girls standing next to them. They stared at Bai Mo who was walking slowly, because he mentioned in the visiting card that there was information about his husband who had been missing for more than half a year.

Bai Mo glanced at it and found that it was the same as the information provided by Mo Tianxie, five wives, plus an adopted daughter, and two biological daughters, all of whom were beautiful.

"You are a guest from afar, serve tea." Although the woman in the lead had a frosty face, she was still not rude at all.

"To make a long story short, Mo Tianxie is dead."

Bai Mo picked up the tea bowl, took a sip and said.

His words were very direct, without any euphemisms, and the women who were attached to Mo Tianxie felt very uncomfortable.

They had been holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

"The essence was exhausted, barely considered old age."

"How could Mo Jun, a great innate master, suddenly run out of essence?!"

"He went astray from practicing." Bai Mo did not intend to explain any more.

"I came here this time just to make a deal. I don't want to say too much about the cause of his death. Anyway, you just need to know that he died and was buried outside the Qixuan Gate."

Bai Mo's attitude obviously made the women very angry.

"Whether you are sad or unacceptable, it has nothing to do with me. I am a foundation-building cultivator. I have no interest in you or in mortal sects like the Wentian Sect."

"..."

"Your Excellency... are you a foundation-building senior?"

The upper echelons of Tai'an City all knew that there were high-ranking immortal cultivators in this world.

But apart from occasionally showing up and taking away children with spiritual roots, they rarely had any other interactions with mortals, and never cared about the mortal world.

Especially cultivators above the foundation building stage would hardly have any dealings with mortals without spiritual roots. Only a few Qi-refining cultivators who were greedy for worldly glory would become guests of the princes and nobles.

They and mortals are completely two different species.

Bai Mo nodded, and then said again: "Mo Tianxie, give me what he has in his hand, and I will let you leave Tai'an alive."

He spoke with the taste of a kidnapper.

"There are refugees and chaotic troops everywhere outside the city. If we leave Tai'an City, where can we, a few weak women, find a place to live?" Hearing Bai Mo's words, the face of the woman surnamed Yan, the leader of the women, was full of helplessness.

Of course, eight out of ten of these expressions are fake. They are actually top-notch martial artists. If they really fight, any one of them can easily make three or five big men unable to stand up.

The remaining two points are really helpless. Naturally, Mo Tianxie, the backbone of Wentian Sect, died suddenly. They are more than enough to protect themselves, but they want to control the entire sect, but they are unable to do so.

But if they choose to leave, it means giving up the foundation that my husband has worked so hard to build.

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