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With one hand, Wang Yinru dragged Mo Wen while she clamped onto Jiang Qinghong with the other. She was strong and arrogant as she walked in front.

Mo Wen laughed bitterly. All he could do was follow sullenly behind Wang Yinru. At least for the next few days, he could only pretend to be this woman's darling son.

Gu Jingman's eyes shot wide open. She looked at Wang Yinru, astonished. Holding the Dafang Sect leader hostage? What were they planning to do?

Could it be… that what Mo Wen just said was true? They were really here to trash the territory?

Gu Jingman immediately felt an indescribable sense of absurdity. With just the two of them, they wanted to challenge a sect. It was too crazy!

Also, Mo Wen's mother's ability was way too strong. The Embryonic Breathing realm! For her, this was the stuff of legends.

The Gu Clan Fort could dominate the Yuntai Mountain range with just a Qi Nucleation realm ancient martial arts practitioner, let alone a practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm.

No wonder Mo Wen was so strong at such a young age. It turned out that he had such an incredible mother. Gu Jingman nodded self-assuredly. The mother was already so incredible. The son would naturally not be too shabby.

She looked at Mo Wen's silhouette. After hesitating a bit, she prepared to step forward and follow him, but another silhouette blocked her, dragging her back.

”Don't follow that youth!” An old man in his fifties with half a head of white hair held onto Gu Jingman. He was frowning, and his expression was serious.

The two of them had clearly come with bad intentions. Gu Jingman getting mixed up with them would inevitably drag her into their troubles. They were but a small faction and should not dare to get into this kind of trouble.

”Third Uncle, he is my younger brother.” Gu Jingman frowned, thinking that she would be forsaking her brother if she didn't follow Mo Wen now.

”Don't be ridiculous. Since when do you have a younger brother? How is it I do not know about it? Furthermore, what use can you be following beside them? With your ability, you can only be a burden to them. You are only holding them back by following them.”

The elder in his fifties glared at Gu Jingman fiercely. Normally this girl was very understanding. Why was it that in this case, she would be confused? The Dafang Sect was powerful, and they were renowned in the ancient martial arts world. With a finger, they could crush the Gu Clan Fort. Wasn't offending such a faction equivalent to suicide?

Gu Jingman considered for a while and then nodded. ”Alright.” She also realized that she had no real reason to follow Mo Wen.

Mo Wen's entourage of three drew a lot of gazes along the way. With the Dafang Sect's Jiang Qinghong personally ”leading the way,” naturally they would receive a lot of attention.

Dafang Sect disciples stood watch in two rows along the mountain path. There was one person every ten steps. The disciples looked at their sect leader, their gazes somewhat astonished.

Jiang Qinghong's face was red. Never had he been so humiliated. He kept walking up the mountain in a depressed manner. In his heart, he hated Wang Yinru so much, it burned.

The peak was not too high, and the people who could be there were all martial art practitioners, so it wasn't long before they reached the top of the mountain.

The Dafang Sect was huge, almost taking up half the mountain peak. At a glance, the buildings were all old-fashioned. Those who did not know would have thought that this place was an ancient ruin.

At the end of the stone steps stood a huge stone door. It was 50 to 60 meters tall. On top were the characters for the Dafang Sect. They made for a spectacular and impressive atmosphere.

They had just walked up to the huge gate when an old voice could be heard from inside the sect. ”Niece Wang Yinru, you sure have been promising.” Although the voice was not loud, it was clear as could be. It could be heard even though it came from afar, as though it were talking right beside their ears.

The words had barely entered their ears when a white silhouette silently appeared in front of the huge door. It was an elder wearing a white robe. His hair was all white, and his face was old. He looked like an old man in his dusk. His life energy was almost completely expended, and he already had one foot in the grave.

His eyes looked at Wang Yinru, and a sharp light flashed in them. The power in his gaze, however, did not look like that of an old man in his dusk.

This person was none other than the Jiang Clan leader Jiang Quangui, the person with the highest qualification in the Dafang Sect. He was an Embryonic Breathing realm strong practitioner, as well as the father of the sect leader, Jiang Qinghong.

This person had been renowned for dozens of years. His Cultivation was high. When he was young, he had nearly become the Dafang Sect leader. However, he encountered Wang Yinru's father, who was a genius figure in the sect. Hence, he missed his chance at the position of sect leader.

Once again after that, when it came time to compete for this generation's sect leader position, Jiang Quangui's son Jiang Qinghong once again lost to her elder brother Wang Yucheng. This caused the Jiang Clan to once again miss its chance at the position of sect leader.