The two cultivators of Dongji Sword Sect obviously didn't expect Zuo Mo to take the initiative!

  Especially the guy who just made a move, in his opinion, if it wasn't for the sudden appearance of two Condensation Period cultivators last time, Zuo Mo would have been in big trouble. This Qi Refining Period waste actually dared to provoke him?

  The sword tip almost hit his eyebrow, and the faint chill only made him suddenly wake up. Subconsciously urging the flying sword, but suddenly remembered that his own flying sword was scrapped by this guy in front of him! A flash avoidance was not enough, and he was grazed by the faint mist around the sword tip.

  Hiss!

  There was a bloody scar on his brow, about the width of a finger. Standing in disarray, his eyes were filled with resentment and venom, staring fiercely at Zuo Mo, as if he wanted to tear him into eight pieces.

  This damned guy in front of me, obviously only in the Qi Refining stage, yet every time we clash, he ends up extremely disheveled. He reached out to touch the bloodstain on his brow, saw the bloody fingerprints, and his anger surged, bellowing: "Looking for death! If I don't kill you today..."

  Zuo Mo took advantage of his speaking pause and struck again with another sword!

  A sharp sword tip was shrouded in a faint white mist, aiming at the opponent's wide open mouth. This sword tip was more powerful than the previous one, with thicker white mist surrounding it, and upon closer listening, one could even hear the sound of tiny ice crystals colliding.

  The Eastern disciple who had been watching from the side suddenly narrowed his eyes.

  Zuo Mo's sword essence timing was even more exquisite, and his speed was also faster. The opponent's flying sword was rendered useless by Zuo Mo. Today, he had originally come with his senior brother to help him re-choose a flying sword, but unexpectedly ran into an enemy. When he discovered this sword essence, he suddenly realized that not only was his flying sword ruined, but he didn't even have any other defensive magical artifacts on him.

  He usually takes pleasure in bullying others and neglects his practice, now with the sword tip getting closer and closer, he is completely at a loss.

  "Bang!"

  The white fog sword tip accurately hit the opponent's mouth, and suddenly blood splattered everywhere, with two teeth falling to the ground. This series of blows completely stunned him, he covered his mouth, looking incredulously at the two teeth on the ground.

  Zuo Mo remained vigilant, and compared to his excitement during their last battle, he was very calm this time.

  He could only rely on the Golden Sword Ring, but the Golden Sword Ring could only store three sword auras. He had left only one last sword aura. This was also his only counterattack means, if the opponent was just one person, he would not hesitate to add another move. The strength of the two opponents far exceeded him, he knew very well, but he couldn't just watch as Pei Jin was humiliated for him.

  At worst, he would be beaten half to death, but he was prepared to endure it. This last sword strike would not be light, and he wanted to give his opponent a ruthless one!

  No one will have an easy time!

  He thought viciously.

  "Ah!" The man let out a thunderous roar, his face twisted in fury, his eyes blazing with fire: "I'm going to..."

  The sound stopped abruptly once again.

  He was like being gripped by an invisible hand on his neck, and he slowly rose up, leaving the ground. Just now he was still roaring with anger, but he looked like a fish on the verge of drowning, his eyes bulging out, and he couldn't make a sound.

  Zuo Mo's heart was filled with inexplicable shock and his eyes involuntarily looked in one direction.

  A young man in white robes slowly walked towards this side, not even looking at the Eastern Faction disciples who were lifted into mid-air: "Eastern Floating prohibits fighting, don't you know that?"

  Another Eastern Qi disciple furrowed his brow, suddenly stretched out his hand, and a sword light shot out from the tip of his finger. In mid-air, it paused and folded like a painted plum branch, striking down the disciple who was fighting with Zuo Mo, causing him to thud to the ground, his face darkening as he fell into unconsciousness.

  "Your Honor is also being too biased, both sides are fighting, but you only hold one person accountable, which can't be considered fair."

  The young man in white clothes stared at him: "Dong Qi Zong Mingyan?"

  "It's just a humble name, I didn't expect you to have heard of it, honored, honored." Zong Mingyan bowed slightly, his face still icy.

  "Zuomei Tian's senior fellow apprentice, naturally his name is well-known." The young man in white robes said with a hint of a smile.

  Zong Ming raised an eyebrow: "Who are you?"

  "You Bai." The young man in white clothes spat out two words.

  "Oh." Zong Mingyan responded lightly, but his words turned sharp: "So it's a senior disciple of Tian Songzi. However, Brother Yu can tell me, why only punish the disciples of our sect? Don't you have any bias against the disciples of Dong Qi?"

  Yu Bai smiled and pointed at the jade token on Zuo Mo's waist.

  Zong Mingyan only then noticed the Chunyuyan jade pendant at Zuo Mo's waist, and was slightly taken aback for a moment before nodding: "Lingzhi husband, understood."

  He took a deep look at Zuo Mo and then turned around and left.

  Yu Bai's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Aren't you going to take your young master away?"

  Zong Mingyan didn't even turn his head back, he went straight ahead and threw out a sentence.

  "What use is a waste like you who can't even defeat a Qi Refining stage cultivator?"

  Yu Bai shook his head and didn't speak, but with a wave of his hand, he shot out a white light that merged into the sky.

  Flying Sword and Traveling Book!

  Compared to Xia Qianhe, Fei Jian's transmission was much faster. As expected, after a short while, two cultivators flew over and landed here, paying their respects to Yu Bai.

  Yu Bai pointed at the disciple of Dong Qi who was lying unconscious on the ground and said, "This person has violated the rules of Dong Fu, from now on he is expelled from Dong Fu."

  "Yes." The two bowed to Yu Bai and swiftly flew away with the person in tow.

  "If I'm not mistaken, you're a disciple of Xin Yan, the predecessor of Wu Kong Jian Men, right?" Yu Bai turned his face and said warmly to Zuo Mo.

  Zuo Mo shook his head: "My master is Shi Feng Rong."

  The brief exchange between the two was short, but in terms of spiritual power and technique, they far surpassed him by a great deal. Moreover, both had an air of composure, calm and unhurried, with Zong Mingyan being cold and sharp, while Yu Bai was elegant and carefree. Both were exceptional individuals. However, Zuo Mo still felt somewhat uncomfortable, as both Zong Mingyan and Yu Bai would involuntarily reveal a condescending attitude. This feeling made Zuo Mo very displeased, and subconsciously, he did not want to get too close to Yu Bai.

  "Is that Shi Feng Rong?" This answer seemed to surprise Yu Bai somewhat. In fact, when the two were fighting, he had already noticed it. At the first sword flash, he didn't feel anything was amiss, only astonished that a Lingzhi husband could actually emit a sword flash. It wasn't until later, when he saw the golden sword ring on Zuo Mo's hand, that he suddenly realized.

  He was already prepared to intervene at this time. In the Tianyue realm, a typical sword-repairing dominant realm, cultivators like Ling Zhi Fu were extremely rare resources. Not only in Dongfu, but also in almost all the cultivation strongholds of the Tianyue realm, there were forbidden orders to protect production-type cultivators like Ling Zhi Fu.

  But at this moment, Zuo Mo released a second sword gleam.

  Yu Bai's eyesight was exceptionally sharp and he could see clearly.

  The first sword aura only carried an extremely faint sword intent, almost negligible. However, the second sword aura's sword intent was exactly like that of Wu Kong Jian Men's "Bing Xiang Sword" Xin Yan's sword intent.

  The sudden rise of Wu Kong Jian Men attracted everyone's attention, and as the actual ruler of Dong Fu, Tian Songzi naturally paid more attention to it. Yu Bai was Tian Songzi's closed-door disciple and knew much more about Wu Kong Jian Men than ordinary cultivators.

  When Wei Sheng was building the foundation, a strange phenomenon appeared, which shocked Tian Songzi. Yu Bai followed his master that night to investigate. He witnessed the soaring sword aura when Wei Sheng built the foundation with his own eyes and was deeply shocked as never before. And then, Xin Yan's sword turned into a dragon, which left him stunned and unforgettable for life.

  He was gifted beyond ordinary people, and his vision far exceeded that of his peers. In the eastern floating continent, there were only a few people who could rival him. However, one night, after experiencing two consecutive shocks, he became extremely interested in the low-key Wu Kong Sword Sect.

  He couldn't help but take a closer look at Zuo Mo.

  From the start, Zuo Mo's expression had never changed. Yu Bai didn't mind this as he had seen countless eccentric and unusual cultivators, and those with ability often had some strange aspects to them. What surprised him was Zuo Mo's age and cultivation level - not high, but low.

  Cultivators are often difficult to guess the age, but can still be judged roughly from their eyes, speech and behavior. The young man in front of him, a disciple of Wu Kong Jian Men, must not be very old. At this age, the cultivation of Qi Refining Period is also common.

  At such a young age and with such low cultivation, he was able to comprehend the intent of the sword, which left Yu Bai in shock.

  The second sword's intent has already taken shape, and the white mist surrounding the sword is very easy to confuse people. It's not because of the coldness of the sword that causes the fog, but it's actually composed of a large number of even smaller intents. These fragmented intents are still far from being as perfect as Xin Yan's intent, but this Refining Qi stage disciple can control them within a certain range.

  This is quite difficult!

  Yu Bai couldn't help but feel a little incredulous. He had always been confident in his own talent, but seeing this disciple who looked like a zombie, he didn't know what to say. The first time he grasped the sword intent was during the middle period of foundation building, and it took him over 30 days of quiet sitting in his master's sword furnace before he finally had an epiphany.

  Moreover, it's not easy to pluck Ling Zhi Fu's jade token!

  Yu Bai grew up in Dongfu since childhood and deeply understands its difficulties.

  Wu Kong Jian Men has produced another formidable figure! Although his current cultivation is not high, his future prospects are boundless.

  The originally profound and mysterious Wú Kōng Jiàn Mén in Yú Bái Xīn's heart became even more mystical.

  "On behalf of me, please give my regards to Senior Shi Fengrong." Yu Bai bowed politely and noticed the wariness in Zuo Mo's eyes. As a proud person, his intention to make friends with him suddenly faded: "Although Dong Fu protects Ling Plant Husband, you should also be careful not to easily make enemies with others."

  He finished speaking with a bow and drifted away.

  Zuo Mo's tightly strung heart suddenly relaxed, he had already prepared himself for the worst, but unexpectedly, he was unscathed, and even he found it incredible.

  Fu Jin accepted the gold without hesitation and firmly refused the crystal stone handed over by Zuo Mo. This incident also made the relationship between the two men different from before. Zuo Mo didn't like Yu Bai, but he was very happy to make friends with Fu Jin.

  We're all just small potatoes!

  Fu Jin is a local snake here, he knows what every household sells. He spent only one time to help Zuo Mo buy everything he needed.

  These various spiritual medicines and herbs seeds, a whole big bag. Thirty crystal stones were also taken away by Zuo Mo, not a single one left.

  Carrying things bought, bidding farewell to Fu Jin, riding a gray goose straight to Wu Kong Mountain.

  He had made up his mind, and before he reached the foundation, he would not leave the mountain gate again. He was still afraid of what happened today. Having a feud with Dongji Sword Sect, if he encountered a disciple of Dongji, he would be in trouble. Thinking that every time there would be such good luck was just a dream.

  Dongfu is also not a safe place!