Chapter 530: The Mo Family Does Not Want a Disfigured Daughter-in-Law

Because Mo Fan's appearance led to the victory of the human race, this special situation also caused some deviations in this battle to seize the Saint.

Under the friendly negotiation between the saints of both demons and humans, the resources that the demon clan should have compensated the humans in exchange for the land lost due to this defeat were somewhat discounted.

In the end, it was decided that the demon clan would pay 10,000 spiritual medicines, 1,000 low-level demon pellets, 100 mid-level demon pellets, and 10 high-level demon pellets in exchange for keeping the land.

Such decisions are based on the deliberation of the saints. Even Mo Fan can't intervene, let alone the humans in the secular world.

They only have a portion to use, and it is hard to say how much will be distributed to them at that time.

However, all this mattered to the human race for a long time. When the saints left, the real turmoil began to brew.

"Senior War Emperor, ah no, His Majesty the Great Sage Qitian!"

After the saints left, people had room to speak. Zheng Tao rushed to Mo Fan immediately, his eyes full of respect.

Whether it was Mo Fan's great achievements that made him famous, or his introductory teachings to drive away the moths within Tianxuan, he admired all those magical methods.

For Zheng Tao, Mo Fan is his idol.

Mo Fan glanced at Zheng Tao who looked excited and smiled slightly: "Thank you for taking care of Mo Qingkuang in the past few years."

Zheng Tao shook his head repeatedly: "Don't dare, don't dare, don't be frivolous. You have taught me personally. Where did this junior have any influence? But now..."

As he said that, Zheng Tao felt a little depressed. The disciple he was so proud of has been dead for a long time now. Even if he wanted to find his clothes and set up a tomb, he couldn't.

To be honest, Zheng Tao did not teach Mo Qingkuang anything. Mo Fan basically taught him himself.

Every time they meet, Zheng Tao will find that Mo Qingkuang has improved dramatically, overturning all his original teaching plans.

However, what Mo Fan said about being taken care of by him makes sense. After all, Mo Qingkuang made his fortune in the Tianxuan Empire under the banner of Zheng Tao.

Seeing Zheng Tao's sad look, Mo Fan smiled mysteriously: "You will be able to see your disciple soon."

With enough incredible value, Mo Fan is now absolutely sure to resurrect Mo Qingkuang.

Mo Qingkuang's soul in the soul pot was not weakened at all, but became more solid.

After listening to Mo Fan's words, Zheng Tao had a look of disbelief on his face, and he couldn't believe his ears.

Could it be said that Senior Mo Fan still has the ability to bring back the dead?

Han Yan'er on the side couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and respectfully gave Mo Fan a junior gift.

Then he asked: "Ancestor, you just said that Dean Zheng will see Mo Qingkuang soon. Do you have a way to resurrect him?"

She couldn't bear to be impatient. Mo Qingkuang was the man she believed to be her whole life, but he was killed while she was in seclusion.

Now Mo Fan actually said that he will be able to see it soon. Is there really a way to bring him back to life?

After all, if he wanted to see Mo Qingkuang again, other than dying himself, the only way was to bring Mo Qingkuang back to life.

Mo Fan probably didn't want to kill them.

Others also gathered around, looking at Mo Fan with hopeful eyes.

This is a powerful man who was said to have fallen hundreds of years ago. Not only has he been resurrected, he is even more powerful than before.

Is there anything that can't be done in front of this person?

Even though they all know that even the strongest saint in the world cannot resurrect a person who has been dead for a long time.

But for Mo Fan, everyone in Tianxuan has instinctive trust.

"You will know soon, I promise, and you will know that Mo Qingkuang is all beards and all tails!" Mo Fan nodded confidently.

He glanced at Han Yan'er approvingly. He had personally initiated the lovers, and Han Yan'er's performance also made him very satisfied.

He suffered a lot in the ice cave, just trying to keep up with Mo Qingkuang's pace.

After learning that Mo Qingkuang was dead, he tried his best to fight against Lin Yang and even caused him a lot of trouble.

Although it ended up being self-defeating in the battle to seize the Saint, fortunately Mo Fan was in charge and it didn't have any big impact.

Han Yan'er covered her face with a veil, covering up the scars on her face, which were all traces of being burned by the flames during the previous battle with Lin Yang.

Mo Fan frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

"Senior, Lin Yang originally wanted to represent the Tianxuan Empire in the Grand Master Battle, but was blocked by the Ninth Princess. The scars on the Ninth Princess's face were left behind when she fought with him." Zheng Tao sighed.

"Originally, Saint Yunluo had given the elixir for treatment, but the ninth princess was unwilling to take it, and that's why it became what it is now."

"Dean Zheng..." Han Yaner glanced at Zheng Tao with some complaints.

Then he said to Mo Fan: "Ancestor, Yan'er is fine. Anyway, I don't want to show this face to others again in this life."

"Sage Yunluo? Lin Yang?" Mo Fan's eyes suddenly became sharp. He didn't expect that they would go to Tianxuan to cause trouble again.

Mo Fan glanced at the direction where Lin Yang was before, but he had already disappeared. In this case, if Lin Yang didn't take advantage of the chaos and escape, something strange would happen.

His spiritual thoughts spread, covering thousands of miles, but still no trace of Lin Yang was found.

He could only snort angrily: "He ran pretty fast."

Just now, I was reminiscing with Tian Xuan and others, and I didn't pay attention to Lin Yang for a moment, letting him run away.

Otherwise, even if you can't kill him, you can still cause him considerable harm.

He will soon resurrect Mo Qingkuang. When Mo Qingkuang comes back to life, his wife will be disfigured and it will be difficult to explain.

Mo Fan snorted coldly: "What good medicine can Saint Yunluo have? If you want to use it, use the medicine of the continent's number one alchemist!"

Then he stretched out his hand in the air and shouted loudly: "Saint Linyuan, please give me a Fuyan Pill!"

His voice was not loud, but it had a strong penetrating power. Not only could everyone present hear it, but the voice also accurately tracked Saint Linyuan thousands of miles away.

Saint Linyuan, who was about to return to Yaoshen Mountain to deal with the matter of the Master and Apprentice of Yaoshen, suddenly staggered in the air.

Mo Fan's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, and the corners of his mouth twitched. In the end, he took out a jade bottle from the Xumi Ring and threw it back.

People thousands of miles away saw a treasure bottle slowly falling from the sky and falling into Mo Fan's hands.

Then came the old voice of Saint Linyuan: "Do I owe you?"

"Thank you Saint Linyuan." Mo Fan laughed and handed the jade bottle to Han Yan'er.

"Eat it."

Everyone was shocked. The transmission of items between saints was so magical. One could only hear their voices but not see them.

Saint Linyuan had been gone for a while. With the speed of saints, he had at least crossed tens of millions of miles. Mo Fan was still able to contact him.

Han Yaner took the jade bottle and thanked him respectfully: "Thank you, ancestor, for giving me the medicine."

"You're welcome. Our Mo family doesn't want a daughter-in-law with a disfigured face." Mo Fan laughed and waved his hand gently, making Han Yaner blush.

Everyone laughed kindly.

No one noticed that in the Blue Flame Empire camp farther away, in addition to the frustration of losing the emperor, there was also a beautiful woman looking at this side with envy.