Chapter 927 Witch Clan Saint Wuya

"Let alone a saint, even if a goddess comes today, it won't work."

The first insult of being slapped on the head made Dongfang Mo completely unable to control his anger.

"The Holy Maiden of the Western Wasteland Witch Clan."

The man holding Dongfang Mo's wrist lightly threw these six words.

Dongfang Mo, who was about to blurt out the words "I don't care who you are," quickly shut up.

"Okay, I'll give you some face this time. Let's go back to the room to talk."

Dongfang Mo shook off the hand of the male cultivator opposite, turned around and walked up the stairs towards the room.

Mo Bao nodded apologetically towards the man and the girl, and chased after them.

The girl who loves to dance with her feet pouting at the male cultivator next to her.

"Brother, why are you so polite to him? It's obviously his fault."

The male cultivator shook his head fondly and raised his hand to touch the top of the girl's hair.

"Xiaoya, you were too impulsive today. Even if it was your fault that he hit him first, you shouldn't hit him on the head.

Even if it doesn’t hurt, the other person is a person of status, so he can’t afford to lose face.”

"Brother, then I didn't cause you any trouble."

The girl stuck out her tongue, looking very playful and cute.

"Don't worry, big brother will protect you."

The male cultivator took his sister's hand and followed her into Dongfang Mo's room.

"Are you really from the Wu family of the Xihuang witch clan?"

Dongfang Mo observed the two of them carefully.

The unruly woman who beat him was wearing a colorful cloth, her hair was combed into a bun with gold ingots, and she had a cloth bag slung over her shoulder.

If it weren't for the fluctuations of spiritual power flowing through her that belong to the late stage of foundation building, she would simply be a mortal woman who couldn't practice.

The male cultivator next to her is much more normal. He has a black robe and a square face. He is not handsome and has a strong aura.

"Hey, why are you looking at us like this? Don't you even want your eyes?"

The girl was really not afraid of trouble. First she hit him, and now she threatened to gouge out her eyes. Dongfang Mo was so angry that he couldn't hold back his anger.

He slapped his hand on the table next to him and said, "You are so uneducated. You are challenging my boss's temper."

"You, a bad old man, are staring at a little girl like me, and you will be better educated."

The words "bad old man" caused a third critical blow to Dongfang Mo. He is a cultivator of immortality. Although he is not young, he does not look that old.

It’s okay to call him old, but he still dares to call him bad. This is unbearable.

Dongfang Mo stood up and planned to teach the girl to be a new person.

The male cultivator blocked his sister behind him again, and the look on his face was not good either.

His sister is his own, and he is usually reluctant to say harsh words. But if he makes a move, the head of Ling Yuanzong is quite brave.

"Master Dongfang, why bother with a little girl?

Although my sister was raised a bit spoiled, she is also reasonable. She attacked you earlier because you hit her and refused to apologize.

This time I called you a bad old man because of your unreasonable mocking and appreciative eyes. If it were anyone else, I would probably scold you as well."

"Master, please calm down first. I think there must be a misunderstanding here. Let's just sit down and talk it out."

Mo Bao stepped forward again to smooth things over.

As Mo Bao grows up and has helped Dongfang Mo a lot with his divination ability over the years, Dongfang Mo still listens to what he says now.

"You can talk the matter out, but let your sister get out."

Dongfang Mo was afraid of being hit in the head again or being scolded something he couldn't bear, so he made this request.

"Humph, who cares to listen here?"

"Xiaoya, don't run around. Wait for me outside the door."

"Yeah. I know."

When the door closed and the girl was no longer in sight, Dongfang Mo's anger dissipated a lot.

"If you want to say anything, just say it quickly. My time is very precious."

Even though he knew that the other party was from the Wu family in Xihuang, the resentment in Dongfang Mo's tone was not small.

[Master, the Wu family has the innate magical power to connect heaven and earth. We should not be at odds with them. 】

Afraid that Dongfang Mo would completely offend him, Mo Bao hurriedly sent him a spiritual message to explain.

[Don’t you also have the gift of divination? Who is stronger between you and them? 】

[The bloodline of the Wu clan is the darling of heaven, I cannot compare with them.]

As the leader of Ling Yuan Sect, Dongfang Mo has naturally heard of the Xihuang Wu family and heard a bit about their abilities.

But because Mo Bao was there, he didn't pay much attention to the Wu family.

Now when he heard that Mo Bao couldn't compete with others, he quickly adjusted the expression on his face.

"Please sit down and talk."

Dongfang Mo added the word "please" and his tone became calmer.

"Okay, Master Dongfang, my name is Wu Neng. The person you are rejecting is my sister Wu Ya, who is also the saint of my generation of the Witch Clan."

In the Wu Clan, the status of women is much higher than that of men, because only women can inherit the innate magical power of connecting heaven and earth.

Only such a woman can become a saint.

The Witch Clan has not produced a saint for tens of thousands of years. It is not easy for the Witch Clan to finally have such a precious baby. Naturally, the Witch Clan feels it is a pain in the eyes.

"Master Wuneng, I was wrong just now. Let's just forget about it today."

Wu Ya's identity was indeed special, so Dongfang Mo decided to take a breath.

"Master Dongfang, my sister is a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate. It's not okay for you to just forget about her like this.

How about this, you apologize for bumping into my sister, and my sister apologizes for hitting you, how about that?"

What Wu Neng said was very reasonable, and Dongfang Mo had no reason not to agree.

[Master, I promise Mr. Wu Neng that this is a good solution.

In order to show your demeanor as the leader of a large sect, it is best to give some greeting gifts.

In short, establishing a good relationship with Wu Ya will not do any harm to you or the sect.】

[I don’t want to give this to such a unruly woman.]

[Master, she is just an eighteen-year-old girl, why do you care so much about her? 】

Mo Bao's voice was serious. Dongfang Mo really couldn't figure it out. The leader was getting more and more arrogant.

【Okay, I'll listen to you this time.】

Dongfang Mo tightened his hands in his sleeves, then let go.

"Master Wu Neng, I agree with the method you said, and as an elder, I will give the contents here to Saint Wu Ya as a meeting gift."

"No need, Xiaoya won't want it. I'll ask my sister to come in now."

Dongfang Mo also didn't expect that people wouldn't care about the things he so painfully gave away. People from the Wu Clan really didn't know what was good and what was good.

In order not to cause trouble to Ling Yuanzong, Dongfang Mo did not show his emotions on his face.

The door reopened, and Wu Neng went out to pick her up in person. This shows that he really dotes on this sister.

"Xiaoya, eldest brother just made an agreement with the head of Dongfang. He apologized for bumping into you, and you apologized for hitting him. Is that okay?"

"No, it was obviously because he bumped into me that I hit him, so the fault lies not in me but in him."

"Saint Wuya, I also wanted to apologize, but you didn't give me this chance, so I was really wronged."

Dongfang Mo opened his mouth to explain himself.

Mo Bao nodded in agreement.

"Xiaoya, you were too impulsive today. If you wait for a while and Master Dongfang hasn't apologized yet, there will be no problem if you fight again."

Wu Neng said this to Dongfang Mo.

"Okay, then I will listen to my elder brother. Old man, please apologize first."

The word "old man" made Dongfang Mo uncomfortable again, but he didn't say anything and instead apologized honestly.

Wu Ya also kept her word, apologized very neatly, and then took her eldest brother and left quickly. She didn't want to stay in this place for a moment.

After returning to his room, Wu Ya took his elder brother's arm and shook it.

"Brother, when can I see Ban Danzun?"

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