Mo Zhaojing was angry in his heart, but he did not dare to take action against Nie Tian. He had to consider the serious consequences.
"You won't let him go?" Nie Tian stared at Mo Zhaojing, his eyes flashing coldly, and said coldly: "If you don't let him go, I will rob him."
"Steal it?" Mo Zhaojing seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Can you steal it in front of my head?"
"If you can take it away, you must take it, but if you can't take it, you must take it." Nie Tian took a step forward and said loudly: "Master Mo, with my current status, if you accidentally kill me, you know the consequences.
Mo Ruxi induced Feng Ming Jiutian and obtained the Phoenix Soul inheritance. This is what she deserves. If you think letting her go will damage the Mo family's face, then you can make conditions. What do you think can make up for Feng Ming?
Soul, just say it directly, I will definitely promise you."
Nie Tian said he was methodical, neither humble nor arrogant. He believed that Mo Zhaojing was a smart man and would not make stupid choices.
After hearing Nie Tian's suggestion, Mo Zhaojing calmed down and fell into thinking.
He originally thought it was Mo Yu who inspired Feng Ming Jiutian, but he didn't expect it was Mo Ruxi. In his eyes, the Phoenix Soul belonged to the Mo family, and could only be inherited by the direct descendants of the Mo family.
Although Mo Ruxi is from the Mo family, she is not a direct descendant after all, but just a remote branch.
Ever since Mo Ruxi returned to the Mo family, he had never cared about the latter, he was just a dispensable person.
But this dispensable person actually received the Phoenix Soul inheritance, which he couldn't accept.
Even at a certain moment, Mo Zhaojing had a crazy idea in his heart. He wanted to remove the Phoenix Soul from Mo Ruxi's body and merge it into Mo Yu's body.
This approach is very dangerous. Mo Ruxi will definitely die if he loses the Phoenix Soul, and the probability of Mo Yu being able to fuse the Phoenix Soul is very low.
But Mo Zhaojing didn't care about Mo Ruxi's life or death at all, he only cared about the Phoenix Soul.
Of course Nie Tian could think of anything he could think of. Nie Tian saw that the Mo family and his son were obsessed with the Phoenix Soul and was worried that they would go to extremes, so he had to take Mo Ruxi away.
Mo Ruxi, who has the soul of the phoenix, staying in the Mo family is like a lamb among wolves. How can Nie Tian rest assured?
"Elder Nie Tian, you have such a strong tone." Mo Zhaojing's eyes were sharp and he smiled sinisterly and said: "If the master of this family wants a heaven-level martial art or a ninth-level imperial weapon, can you get it?"
Mo Zhaojing could see Nie Tian's determination, but he couldn't let the other party take Mo Ruxi away in a big way, so he had to fight hard.
"Heaven-level martial art? Ninth-level imperial weapon?" Before Nie Tian could speak, Mr. Ye couldn't help but mocked and sneered: "Mo Zhaojing, are you crazy? Don't say Nie Tian can't get these two things.
Come out, even your Mo family may not be able to take it out."
It's okay to say that the heaven-level martial arts are all possessed by the four major aristocratic families, but for the ninth-level imperial weapon, there may not be one in the entire three thousand small worlds.
Mo Zhaojing was clearly acting rogue by offering such conditions!
"Ye Lingyun?" Mo Zhaojing saw the face that suddenly appeared clearly, and couldn't help but be startled, then smiled and said: "Is the proud Crazy Sword of the past also a member of the Alchemist Guild now?"
He sensed Mr. Ye's strength and raised an undisguised sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Mr. Ye smiled calmly and said: "I am just a friend of Mr. Nie, not a member of the Alchemist Guild."
"Mo Family Master, as long as I take out the heaven-level martial art and the ninth-level imperial weapon, Mo Ruxi and her clan will have nothing to do with the Mo family from now on, right?" Nie Tian spoke at this time, with a look in his eyes.
An inexplicable smile.
Heaven-level martial arts and ninth-level imperial weapons are simply impossible for others, but for Nie Tian, they are just a matter of words. Because he has both of these things in his hands.
"Huh?" Mo Zhaojing saw Nie Tian's calm expression, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes. Then he sneered and said: "Elder Nie Tian, since you said so, then the condition of this family leader is to have a copy of the Heavenly Level Martial Art.
And a ninth-level imperial weapon. As long as you can take it out, Mo Ruxi, you can take it away."
"Master Mo, are you kidding me?" Everyone's hearts trembled when they heard that Mo Zhaojing really made such a condition, and they all exclaimed.
Meng Fanchen and others couldn't help but tremble, Mo Zhaojing was too shameless, this was simply an impossible condition.
Even if Nie Tian is the red-clothed elder of the Alchemist Guild, it is impossible for him to possess the heavenly martial art and the ninth-level imperial weapon.
"Okay! We have an agreement!" Just when everyone was surprised by Mo Zhaojing's shamelessness, Nie Tian smiled calmly and agreed loudly.
"It's a deal!?" Mo Zhaojing's face with a cold smile suddenly froze, and he looked at Nie Tian strangely, seriously suspecting that the latter's head was kicked by a donkey.
Nie Tian's faint words sounded in everyone's ears like thunder on the ground, and everyone was shocked to the extreme.
There was only one person who reacted indifferently and had a smile on his face, and that was Gu Yi. He had personally seen Nie Tian throw two volumes of heaven-level martial arts to Ding Yifan like he was throwing cabbage. So Nie Tian was able to take out the ninth-level imperial weapon.
, not surprising.
"Commander Zhao!" Nie Tian suddenly shouted, not caring about everyone's reaction.
But after his cold voice fell, there was no response for a long time.
"Zhao Kuo, the Seventh Commander of Danwu Palace!" Nie Tian turned around and glanced at Zhao Kuo, who was not far away, and had no choice but to shout again.
"Here!" Only then did Zhao Kuo react. He moved and came directly to Nie Tian.
His mood at this time was as if he was in a dream. Nie Tian had inexplicably transformed from a sinner in the Alchemist Guild to an elder in red. Just now, he directly agreed to Mo Zhaojing's request. These incidents made people confused.
"Commander Zhao, please go to the first branch of the Alchemist Guild, find my disciple Zhang Yifeng, and then bring a man named Jin Dabao here." Nie Tian said to Zhao Kuo.
"Zhang Yifeng?" Everyone around was stunned when they heard Nie Tian's words.
This name has recently become famous in Xumi Lingdu. He is a recently rising alchemist genius.
Who would have thought that such a person would be Nie Tian’s disciple!
"Yes!" Zhao Kuo nodded respectfully and said, "My subordinates will go now!"
Nie Tian was already an elder in red at this time, and there was nothing wrong with Zhao Kuo calling himself a subordinate.
Mo Zhaojing stared at Nie Tian with sharp eyes, wondering what the latter was up to.
Meng Fanchen, Ye Lao and others also looked at Nie Tian suspiciously, not believing that he could produce a ninth-level imperial weapon.
Zhao Kuo left quickly and came back quickly. In just a few minutes, he brought Zhang Yifeng and Jin Dabao.
"Teacher." Zhang Yifeng came to Nie Tian's side, bowed and shouted, extremely respectfully.
Meng Fanchen's eyes tightened. He knew Zhang Yifeng, a fourth-level alchemist who was only 21 years old. His talent in alchemy was astonishing. He even had the idea of accepting the latter as his disciple, but he did not expect that he turned out to be Nie
Disciples of Heaven.
"Boss, what kind of formation is this?" Jin Dabao's fat body came over. He could stand in the air with the help of the true energy that Zhao Kuo cast on him. He was still swaying. When he saw the formation around him,