As soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards a place.

Seeing this, Wang Mang quickly followed.

After a while, Mo Yang slowly stopped in front of a luxurious house.

Suddenly, Wang Mang also stopped.

At this time, Mo Yang said calmly to Wang Mang:

"This is where you will live from now on."

"This house was specially built for the Holy Son, and it ranks among the top three among all the buildings of the Black Ink Clan."

Hearing this, Wang Mang's eyes flashed and he whispered:

"Yes, such a luxurious and majestic house is worthy of me!"

After hearing Wang Mang's words, Mo Yang said speechlessly:

"Okay, go in and see for yourself."

"By the way, tomorrow I and I will make a public appearance in the clan."

"Otherwise, the members of the Black Ink Clan will not be able to recognize you as the Holy Son."

"That's it, I'll leave first."

"good!"

After hearing Mo Yang's words, Wang Mang immediately agreed.

After saying that, Mo Yang flew towards other places.

Looking at Mo Yang's leaving figure, Wang Mang said slowly:

"I seem to be the young patriarch of the eight tribes, right?"

"Forget it, it's hard to say whether I will go back in the future."

"Besides, they were the ones who attacked me first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the guilt in Wang Mang's heart disappeared immediately.

Then, he pushed open the door of the house and entered inside.

At a glance, the house is filled with many flowers and plants.

As he went deeper, many exquisite furniture appeared in front of Wang Mang's eyes.

Looking at these furniture, Wang Mang couldn't help but wonder if a girl lived here before, right?

In fact, Wang Mang's guess was correct, he was in a courtyard at this time.

A young woman was acting coquettishly and protesting against Mogu.

I saw her saying loudly and unreasonably:

"It's obviously my place to live, why do you allocate it to others without consulting me?"

Hearing this, Mo Gu, who was beside him, felt his head grow bigger.

Then, he said helplessly:

"Didn't Xiaoyou agree before that it was a place for the Holy Son to live?"

"Before, the Black Ink Clan let you live before there was a Holy Son. Now that there is a Holy Son, it's natural..."

After hearing Mo Gu's words, the girl's face froze.

The next moment, she reached out and grabbed Mogu's beard.

At the same time, he also said loudly:

"I do not care!"

While speaking, she continued to play with Mogu's beard.

This scene happened to be seen by Mo Yang who came over.

Looking at the unreasonable girl, Mo Yang's face darkened.

Then, he scolded sternly:

"Mo Xiaoyou!"

"Who allowed you to do this to grandpa!"

After hearing Mo Yang's scolding, Mo Xiaoyou's movements on his hands suddenly stopped.

She immediately no longer dared to make trouble unreasonably.

Seeing this, Mo Gu quickly said:

"Okay, why bother with the little doll?"

"Xiaoyou, please go out first. I have something to say with your father."

Hearing this, Mo Xiaoyou, who was beside him, quickly walked towards the door.

However, when he passed by Mo Yang, he stuck out his tongue at him provocatively.

"you!"

Seeing Mo Xiaoyou making faces at him, Mo Yang scolded him angrily.

"Okay, you came here just to make my granddaughter angry, right?"

Seeing the very discordant father and daughter, Mogu said helplessly.

Hearing this, Mo Yang remembered the purpose of this trip.

Suddenly, he calmed down some of his irritability and said slowly:

"Huh, father, what plans do you have for Wang Mang?"

"Although that guy's talent is very high, he doesn't seem to be loyal to our Black Ink Clan."

"And how could a genius of this level be willing to be in the intermediate world?"

After hearing Mo Yang's words, Mo Gu slowly said:

"Your Taoist heart has been a little unstable recently. Is it because of Xiaoyou?"

"You should calm down your floating Taoist heart these days."

"As for Wang Mang, I have my own arrangements."

"Okay, let's get down!"

Hearing this, Mo Yang said with a complicated expression:

"That's good to know, Father."

"I'll take care of it."

After saying that, he left Mogu's courtyard.

Staring at Mo Yang's leaving figure, Mo Gu sighed helplessly:

"Oh, how could a good family have cracks because of such a trivial matter?"

"Haha, is it a carrier of the avenue?"

…

The next day, a breaking news spread throughout Mo City, and suddenly the entire Mo City was in an uproar.

In the bustling streets, countless people gathered together to discuss something:

"Have you heard? The Black Ink Clan actually has a Holy Son!"

"Yes! I really can't believe it. I thought I would never see the Black Ink Clan establish a Holy Son in my lifetime!"

"I just don't know who is stronger between the Holy Son of the Black Ink Clan and the Holy Son of the other five clans."

"Who knows? It seems that the Holy Son of the Black Ink Clan hasn't shown his face yet, right?"

"That's right, but in real comparison, I still think the Holy Son of the Underworld is the strongest!"

"Haha, I think the Holy Son of the Bone Clan is the strongest!"

…………

The news that Wang Mang became the young patriarch of the Black Ink Clan also spread throughout the world of the Endless Sanctuary.

At this time, in the Nether Clan's clan, a middle-aged man exuding a cold aura said in a low voice:

"Haha, is this a case of urgent medical treatment?"

"He actually established a holy son so casually."

"Someone is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a guard wearing a Hades uniform rushed over and said respectfully:
To be continued...