Live-in Son-in-law

The men present all showed lecherous expressions on their faces. After all, a woman like Bai Jingqing would only ever be a fantasy for them in the outside world.

But here, it's different, completely isolated from the outside world; no matter what happens, they can make up any story once they leave.

"Bai Jingqing, originally we were all supposed to get the treasure and then go our separate ways, but since you're so insistent, we'll just have to satisfy you."

"I guess Fairy Bai has been itching for a while. Mo Wuji can't satisfy her at all, so she can't wait for us brothers to help her scratch that itch."

"There are no men at Baihua Pavilion. I suppose these fairies are usually all empty and lonely, longing for a man to come to them, right?"

"Fairy Bai, why not put down your weapons and use all your skills to serve us? If we're pleased, maybe we'll let you go."

Already tearing down pretenses, Mo Tianhao and the others had no more reservations, showing their most disgusting sides.

Bai Jingqing trembled with rage at her fingertips, these beasts.

Crunch!

The crisp and piercing sound of bone breaking made everyone present shudder violently.

Turning their heads, they saw Mo Wuji appear at a suitable moment, holding the corpse of a Lei Family disciple, whose neck had already been crushed.

"Mo Wuji, are you looking for death?" Lei Bao roared.

Mo Wuji smiled coldly, throwing the corpse directly at Lei Bao. At the same time, he flashed over, appearing in front of a disciple of the Nan Family in the blink of an eye, slapping the opponent's chest with a palm, causing a cracking sound, chest cavity collapsing, the person nearly exploding.

Swish!

Mo Wuji rushed towards Fang Ran, sending out a palm strike, the palm wind sweeping.

Fang Ran angrily shouted, also striking out with a palm.

Bam!

The two palms collided, sending a storm of qi whirling.

Fang Ran was shaken by the palm strike, flying backward.

However, Mo Wuji's folding fan flew out, startling a Fang Family disciple who screamed in terror, slashing at the fan with his longsword. But the fan seemed to have a life of its own, suddenly veering around his neck, circling once, and then flying back to Mo Wuji's hand.

Thud!

The Fang Family disciple's face was full of horror, a mist of blood spraying from around his neck, his body falling straight down, dead.

The entire scene was shocked.

Had Mo Wuji already grown so strong?

Even though he was killing late-stage Nascent Soul Realm disciples, doing so with one strike was not something an ordinary person could achieve.

"Little fellow, did you see that? This guy has such flair, quite the show-off, isn't he?" Qin Yi smiled, watching Mo Wuji flaunt his prowess from hiding.

Wow!

Mo Wuji unfolded the folding fan.

Everyone stiffened, their eyes filled with alertness.

But Mo Wuji did not make a move, instead, gently shaking his folding fan, "If you want to touch Sister Bai, you have to get past me first."

"Mo Tianhao, Fang Ran, Lei Bao, Nancheng Fei, you are touted as the strongest of the younger generation of the Five Great Families, but as for your cultivation or character, you disgust me."

"Mo Wuji, don't forget what your surname is!" Mo Tianhao roared.

Mo Wuji sneered, "Mo Tianhao, my surname comes from my father, not your Mo Family's Mo. Of course, I could also take my mother's surname."

"I haven't killed any members of the Mo Family already giving you enough face. One must know their place; you'd better shut up. You know, the ones I most want to kill are you and Mo Tianwei, don't push me."

Mo Tianhao's eyes were cold, "Do you really think you can kill everyone here?"

Mo Wuji sneered repeatedly, stepping forward to stand in front of Bai Jingqing, turning his head to look at everyone: "If you want to fight, come on."

Mo Tianhao and the others looked at each other, if it was just dealing with Bai Jingqing, that was one thing, but with the unfathomable Mo Wuji as well, they really had no confidence.

"What, weren't you shouting loudly just now? Like a bunch of rutting wild dogs, what's the matter now?" Mo Wuji sneered.

Swish!

Nancheng Fei sheathed his longsword.

Everyone instinctively looked at him.

"Don't look at me, after all, it wasn't a disciple of my Nan Family who insulted the fairies of Baihua Pavilion. My primary task is to obtain the treasure, if you want to infight and waste your strength, feel free, I'm not getting involved."

Damn...

How shameless.

How could such brazen words be spoken so seriously?

Damn it, it's true that it wasn't your Nan Family who disgraced the Baihua Pavilion fairies, but you were the loudest, and Mo Wuji even killed someone from your Nan Family, how can you remain indifferent?

With one less Nancheng Fei, dealing with Mo Wuji and Bai Jingqing became even harder.

"Young Master Nan is right, let's not forget our mission, the big picture is more important." Fang Ran also sheathed his sword.

"Fairy Bai, our Fang Family has already lost one person, shouldn't the grudges between us be resolved now?"

After speaking, Fang Ran instructed his people to bury the Fang Family disciple killed by Mo Wuji, as if nothing had happened.

"It seems you're still unwilling to give up, go ahead then." Mo Wuji looked at Lei Bao and Mo Tianhao.

Lei Bao's eyes were vicious, his voice fierce: "The big picture is more important, I'm not an unreasonable person. The Lei Family has lost one person too, our grudges with Baihua Pavilion are settled."

With that, he turned around and instructed his people to bury the fallen disciple.

Mo Tianhao ground his teeth furiously, cursing inwardly, these cowardly bastards.

Mo Wuji turned back to look at Bai Jingqing, "Sister Bai, even though it was Mo Family who harmed the Baihua Pavilion fairy, I did kill someone from the Nan Family, making up for the Mo Family. Please Sister Bai, calm your anger and spare us."

Mo Tianhao was inexplicably relieved; it seemed Mo Wuji still valued blood relations.

But Nancheng Fei was furious, it was the Mo Family people that should have died, why use a Nan Family disciple's life to substitute, it's too much.

Bai Jingqing noticed the look in Mo Wuji's eyes, speaking in a cold voice: "The death penalty may be avoided, but living with guilt is inevitable. I want Mo Tianhao to apologize to my Baihua Pavilion disciple."

"That is indeed appropriate." Mo Wuji smiled.

Then he turned around, looking at Mo Tianhao, "Aren't you going to apologize?"

Mo Tianhao was furious; he was supposed to be the leader of the Mo Family, yet this wretch dared to command him? However, the situation was stronger than him; he no longer had the ability to act proudly before Mo Wuji.

"Fairy Bai, I apologize for my previous reckless actions, please forgive me."

"Mo Tianhao, control your filthy mouth, rein in your Mo Family animals, next time, no one will be able to plead for you."

Mo Tianhao's mouth twitched harshly, when did he, Mo Tianhao, ever have to rely on Mo Wuji's face to survive? This wretch, hiding so deeply, he must find a way to kill him.

Mo Wuji stepped forward and said: "Since everyone has rested, let's hurry on our way. It's best to get the treasure as soon as possible to be at ease."

Everyone was displeased, but no one said anything. This place was rather eerie; just as one wave subsided, another rose. It's best to leave quickly; if they stayed any longer, they were afraid none of them would make it out alive.

"Little fellow, this Mo Wuji really is a talent, not everyone has the skill to balance benefits and downsides, don't you think?" Qin Yi watched everyone leaving, stepping out from hiding, murmuring to himself while holding the little one.