"Wuji, let's go home."

Mo Fushui and the other two were thrilled like scoundrels.

Previously, they directly called Mo Wuji a waste, but now they're affectionately calling him Wuji.

Countless times they wanted to expel Mo Wuji from the Mo Family, refusing to acknowledge him as a Mo Family member, but now they're full of smiles, inviting him back home.

Mo Wuji slightly nodded, neither happy nor sad, without much emotion.

He had endured since childhood, growing up amidst sneers and insults, having long learned to conceal his emotions.

He didn't resent people like Mo Fushui for being fickle, because this world is just that realistic, where the strong are respected and power rules.

Before leaving, Mo Wuji glanced at Bai Jingqing.

Bai Jingqing's eyes curved slightly, like crescent moons, with a hint of a pleasing smile at the corner of her mouth.

Although Qin Yi often criticized her, saying she wasn't very smart, how could she not be clever to become the best disciple of Baihua Pavilion? She only lacked experience and training. She understood well what Mo Wuji did to divert fire away from her.

"Holy Daughter, let's leave as well."

Chen Qingxia led the disciples of Baihua Pavilion away too.

This time, no one from the Lei Family, Fang Family, or Nan Family stopped them.

Bai Jingqing was excellent, and everyone who rivaled her name was dead, and they feared Bai Jingqing's future rise, leading Baihua Pavilion to become the top of the Five Great Families.

However, they were even more worried about the unexpectedly rising Mo Wuji. The Mo Family's Painting Sword is claimed to be the ultimate divine skill, mastered by only five people in centuries, yet Mo Wuji mastered it—his talent was far more terrifying than Bai Jingqing's.

"Everyone, this matter is too important, I have to hurry back to report to the Family Head for a decision," said the Elder of the Fang Family.

The elders of the Lei Family and Nan Family didn't dare to delay either—the Five Great Families were about to change.

It's not apparent now, but when the older generation of Qi Refiners falls, the balance of power among the Five Great Families will inevitably break. So, they can't just watch this happen, they must return and plan early, preparing for a rainy day.

...

...

"Brother Qin, I'm sorry."

Mo Wuji apologized to Qin Yi with regret.

The journey home was long, and they needed to rest along the way, giving Mo Wuji and Qin Yi the chance to speak privately.

Qin Yi's gaze was indifferent, "There's nothing wrong with protecting your own woman, I don't blame you.

But, you disrupted my plan on your own. Just this once, it should not happen again."

"Thank you for understanding, Brother Qin, I promise there won't be a next time. This matter is indeed my fault, and I will find a way to make up for it."

Qin Yi sighed, "The Lei Family, Nan Family, and Fang Family won't let this go. They won't allow you and the little white fairy to grow, so you can use this matter to your advantage.

However, for now, don't act rashly, you must firmly establish yourself in the Mo Family first before considering other things.

You've passed the test with Mo Fushui and the others, but how to deal with your second grandfather is your real challenge, and we'll see how you handle it."

Mo Wuji nodded slightly. His second grandfather had always been wary of him; the hardest part now was how to handle this situation.

Qin Yi remarked indifferently, "Old Mo, do you know why I've kept you around? Actually, I could have left all of you in the abyss."

Mo Wuji shook his head, saying, "I've always wanted to ask Brother Qin this. To dismantle the Five Great Families, anyone you choose to cooperate with would be better than me. After all, my identity is awkward and requires many detours to achieve anything.

You could completely choose Mo Tianhao or Fang Zhuo. They might not cooperate with you, but with your wit, playing them in the palm of your hand would be no problem."

Qin Yi's expression turned slightly somber, "Do you remember I once told you about my family betrayal?"

Mo Wuji nodded; he remembered.

"Your encounter and mine are very similar—my parents died early, leaving me and my sister relying on each other for survival.

Later, I became crippled, suffered warmly and coldly, endured scorn, and lived a life no easier than yours.

Perhaps, the same encounter made me more willing to trust you. Especially when you protected Bai Jingqing, I knew I hadn't chosen the wrong person."

Mo Wuji was stunned; it was the first time Qin Yi had shared this with him. He hadn't expected Qin Yi's experience to be quite similar, even worse than his.

"Brother Qin, thank you for your trust. Mo Wuji will never betray this trust and will live and die together, stay loyal in times of trouble, and never betray."

Qin Yi looked disdainful, "Spare me the sentimental stuff, okay? It's disgusting. Save this talk for your little white junior.

Old Mo, I've been out for long enough. I won't return to the Mo Family with you this time. Be careful yourself. I think, without my help, you can also establish yourself in the Mo Family."

Mo Wuji nodded, "Brother Qin has already helped me plenty, leave the rest to me."

"Old Mo, when I return, I'll have Qin Ankang come back. If there's truly anything you can't handle, have him inform me."

"Okay," Mo Wuji nodded, "Brother Qin, you should go. I'll explain to them."

"Take care."

Qin Yi was concerned about Xia Yanbing and others, eager to return, unwilling to delay a minute longer. He soared into the sky, transforming into a streak of light, heading far away.

Mo Wuji emerged from the dense forest after a while, with Mo Fushui and his companions resting by the roadside. He respectfully said, "Three Elders, if you've rested well, shall we continue our journey?"

Mo Fushui looked behind Mo Wuji, curious, "Where's Qin Ankang?"

"I sent him to Yinfeng City."

"To Yinfeng City? That's Qin Yi's territory," Mo Fushui remarked.

Mo Wuji nodded, saying, "Last time, I lost to Qin Yi, and I've been unconvinced. This time, with my cultivation greatly improved, I sent Ankang to Yinfeng City to make arrangements. After meeting with the Family Head, I'll head to Yinfeng City to slay Qin Yi."

"Good, worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of the Mo Family," Mo Tianheng couldn't help but praise.

"If Wuji kills Qin Yi, he will be indisputably the number one of the younger generation in the Five Great Families."

Mo Wuji humbly smiled, with a flash of mockery in his eyes.

...

...

Qin Yi didn't choose to fly by plane; instead, he unfolded the Fire Wings, riding the air, transforming into a streak of light towards Yinfeng City.

Xia Yanbing was probably close to giving birth, and Qin Yi was eager to see her.

"Swish!"

Just as Qin Yi flew over a city, a sudden beam of golden light shot into the sky, blocking his path.

What is that?

The golden light surged up from the ground, containing immense power.

Curious, Qin Yi lowered his altitude and hovered in the air, looking down. Upon seeing it, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

Above the city, a massive golden throne appeared, and a man clad in golden armor sat on it.

He was tall and slender, dressed in golden armor, remarkably handsome, with an arrogant demeanor, as commanding as a god. The golden light pillar that pierced the sky was radiating from his body.