Holy-lighted War God

He placed great importance on nurturing the younger generation of the Mo Clan. He wanted to turn the Mo Clan into a big clan with great wealth and fighting prowess. With this huge amount of wealth, the Mo Clan was able to grow very quickly.

Although he still could not compare to the forces like the Ling Family and the Qin Manor, which could be compared to the quasi-Holy Land in the Soaring Cloud Empire, he could still be considered one of the top second-rate powers in the Empire. With the addition of some foreign delegates, his powers could be compared to the first-rate forces that were controlled by the Martial Saint.

At this time, on the ninth floor of a room decorated with an antique design, the expensive musk had already been lit, and faint smoke lingered.

One after another, female attendants wearing thin dresses shuttled back and forth. In their hands were silver trays filled with exquisite dishes that exuded a rich fragrance.

Inside the room, Ling Yun, Ling Tian, Qin Wu, and Qin Feng were sitting on the floor with one hand holding a wine cup and the other holding a plate of food, talking to each other.

Although Ling Tian had not fully recovered from his injuries during the fight with Qin Wu, he was still much better. At the very least, there were no longer any visible wounds on his body.

"Xiao Yun, you are too stupid. How could you challenge Ling Ye? He is not your match, but with the resources from the House of Chen, half a year is enough for him to become a martial master."

When the time comes, he would be different than he was now. You don't know the difference between a Martial Master and a Warrior, and after he becomes a Martial Master, he would be able to cultivate a Martial Technique. He who has a Martial Technique would not be someone you can deal with.

"You, ah, you actually thought that you had become more calm, but who would have thought that your impulsive temper came back again." Ling Tian looked at Ling Yun with dissatisfaction as he spoke, but his eyes were filled with concern and worry.

Qin Wu and Qin Feng also nodded, thinking that Ling Yun was too rash and impulsive.

Although Qin Wu and Ling Yun were at odds, Ling Yun was still his future brother-in-law. How could he not be worried?

"That's right!" Ling Yun, you, why did you take the initiative to ask for a fight? " Qin Feng unhappily slapped Qin Wu's thigh. It was a heavy slap, causing Qin Wu to grimace in pain as he glared at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng acted as if he did not see it, and continued, "You are obviously looking for a beating. This time, the battle has gone through the ears of the people from the Chenchen Mansion and some of the people with ill intentions. The news has already spread to the entire Lingxiao Kingdom.

"Sigh!" Ling Tian let out a soft sigh as well, his eyes filled with rage. Secretly, he hated Ling Ye to the core and blamed all of his crimes on him.

"Humph!" He was overestimating himself! If you don't have the strength, why don't you go challenge someone? Qin Wu glanced at Ling Yun. Even now, he did not let go of the fact that Ling Yun had scolded him. With a cold snort, he said somewhat angrily.

"Qin Wu!" Even though they knew that Qin Wu was just spouting nonsense and it wasn't wise to be angry at Lingyun, Ling Tian and Qin Feng were still glaring at Qin Wu. Couldn't this fellow just say a few good words? He had to distinguish the location!

Qin Wu did not back down at all. His eyes were as wide as bells as they stared at the two men, and only when Ling Tian and Ling Chen had lost and retracted their gazes did they retract their gazes. Clenching their fists tightly, they slammed their fists on the table, causing it to tremble.

"Get out, all of you!" Qin Feng frowned as he looked at these maids, waving his hands in displeasure.

When the maids heard this, they let out a sigh of relief. They respectfully made a formation for the few of them before slowly retreating out and closing the door carefully. Serving the princes would be easy, and they could lose their heads at any time.

Of course, some of them would rather do so in their hearts, because that way, their status would be different. No matter what, they had a relationship with the Crown Prince.

If it was anyone else, they would have been fine. But those people were afraid of the Mo Clan, did not dare to kill them, or dared to lay their hands on them.

However, these people were all heirs. Killing them or acting so rashly all the way to the Mo Clan, which was why they didn't dare to say anything.

"Half a year later, before the Heaven's Pride Board's ranking competition begins, I'll go and beat up Ling Ye's disciple half to death. That way, he won't be able to participate." Qin Wu's eyes lit up. He seemed to have thought of something as he spoke in a muffled voice.

Ling Tian and the other two were speechless. They rolled their eyes at him in annoyance. This guy was still as stupid as before. He could even think of such a method. If that worked, he wouldn't have needed to say.

If he had really done as he said, Prince Chen would not have let it go so easily. There was the face of the lord behind them, and the faces of the royal family and the Duke of Qin's household. Before long, the Soaring Cloud Empire would become the laughingstock of the other powers.

"This won't do, but it won't do either. What exactly do you want? Don't tell me that we have to let that idiot Ling Yun accept the challenge, and then get beaten until he's half dead and carried back? " Qin Wu spoke with some anger in his voice as he stared at Lingyun. It was all this guy's fault for doing things so carelessly.

If it wasn't for his sister, he wouldn't even bother to care about her.

Ling Yun smiled lightly, and said without a care: "That's very simple." He paused here, and attracted the gazes of Ling Tian, Ling Yun, and Ling Yun. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, as he continued: "I'll accept the challenge half a year later, so there's no need to trouble you guys so much, fleeing from battle is not my style."

The corners of Ling Tian's and the other two's mouths twitched as Qin Wu's face instantly turned black. Wasn't this nonsense? They talked for a long time just to think of a comprehensive method to prevent Lingyun from fighting with Ling Ye, but in the end, Lingyun insisted on bumping into him. As someone who had never cultivated before, how would he know how powerful a Martial Master was?

Martial masters were different from warriors. Warriors could only be considered as having just entered the Martial Dao. They couldn't even be considered to be true warriors. As for a Martial Master, they had already stepped into the Martial Dao realm and were not something a warrior could deal with. An early Martial Master could easily defeat ten Perfection Warriors.

Of course, this was under the premise that the ten warriors hadn't formed a battle formation. Otherwise, with the power of the battle formation, the strength of the ten warriors would be gathered together. It wasn't as simple as one plus one equals two.

The battle formation was something that the army would use. Through special orbits and their rankings, the army's power could be gathered together and become a single entity.

However, it wasn't easy for an army to set up a battle formation. Even a hundred legions wouldn't necessarily have one.

First of all, they had to have a commander that would make the entire army sincerely submit, and they could also trust each other and hand over life and death to their teammates. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to become a battle formation, and that was the most important thing.

Secondly, they had to have sufficient cultivation resources to maintain the consumption of their army. Each time they set up a battle array, they would consume a large amount of spirit energy. On the battlefield, the situation would constantly change and they would have to maintain their peak state at any time. When facing a strong enemy, the enemy would not seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Therefore, such an army was not something an ordinary force could possess. Even the four great legions of the Empire of Soaring Cloud only had two such armies. The other two were all ordinary legions. The Black Armored Iron Army under Ling Zhan was a battle formation army, and the other was controlled by Ling Chen.

"Xiao Yun, now is not the time to show off your strength." Ling Tian then replied with some dissatisfaction, "With Ling Ye's character, he will not show mercy in the arena and will definitely take the opportunity to strike."

"Can't you believe me? Have some confidence in me. " Lingyun looked at Ling Tian and the other two speechlessly, and could not help but feel a little depressed. After getting hit, why is it that no one wants to believe him?

"With just you?" Qin Wu looked at Ling Yun, and shook his head disdainfully, laughing without restraint, "Believe you? When your physique breaks through to the second circulation, I don't know how long it will be before Ling Ye breaks through to become a Martial King.

The veins on Lingyun's forehead throbbed as he resisted the urge to beat up Qin Wu, forcing himself to calm down. He was too infuriating, not believing that Qin Wu could win, he continued to mock and belittle him.

Lingyun secretly made up his mind that when his strength surpassed Qin Wu's, he would beat him up until he dared to look down on him. He was only a middle stage warrior, even if there were ten of him, he would still not be Qin Wu's match.

Endure it for now! He had to wait for Qin Wu to surpass him before he could do anything.

In half a year, he would definitely be shocked. Lingyun looked at Qin Wu, the corner of his mouth curving up into a beautiful smile.

"News of the arranged battle has already spread throughout the Empire of Soaring Cloud, so it is inevitable that Xiao Yun will fight. In the remaining half a year, you should work hard to refine your body and soul! We will strive to temper our physical bodies to the second transition and go out to gather some Spirit Pills and medicinal ingredients to help you refine your physical body. " Ling Tian sighed helplessly as he looked at Qin Wu and Qin Feng.

"En!" Qin Wu and Qin Feng silently nodded their heads. Although they couldn't help with other things, they could still do it.

This was because he knew that since the three of them had said that they would help him, they would definitely help him. Even if he rejected them, it would only create a gap in their brotherly feelings. A warm feeling flowed through his heart. Having such a brother was enough for him in this life!

In his heart, he couldn't help but think of Wang Xu who had betrayed him, causing his death. A trace of killing intent flashed past his eyes.

"Xiao Yun, this is a deal. We can only help you to this point. The rest is up to you." Ling Tian replied guiltily. He felt guilty for not being able to help Ling Yun too much, and guilty for not being able to protect Ling Yun.

Lingyun shook his head and said: "Brother Tian, you don't have to blame yourself. You've already helped me enough. Let's just wait for half a year! " He lowered his head, revealing a trace of sharpness.