"Trash?"

Mo Wentian laughed coldly. In this Eastern Sword City, his reputation was truly spread far and wide!

"Kid, hurry up and f * ck off. Our big miss wants this thing!"

A member of the Yuan Clan wanted to express his intentions in front of Yuan Sheng, but he took a step forward and stood in front of Mo Wentian as he shouted out.

"Scram?"

Mo Wentian suddenly laughed. Staring at the four of them, Mo Wentian laughed, "Seeing all of you like this, reminds me of a great creature!"

"What is it?"

Yuan Sheng asked with a frown on his face.

Yuan Sheng naturally recognised the person in front of him, Mo Wentian. The trash of the Mo Clan didn't even have spiritual roots. Rumor has it that Mo Wentian had awakened a spiritual root, but he was still nothing more than a …

It was only a grade 1 spiritual root!

"Dog!"

From Mo Wentian's mouth, a single word came out.

"How dare you!"

"You dare to call our young mistress a dog, how dare you? Do you think you are still a genius of the Mo Clan? Now even if we kill you, the Mo Clan would not dare to say anything! "

"How reckless!"

… ….

The four of them stared at Mo Wentian, their eyes filled with coldness. In Yuan Sheng's eyes, there was an even more oppressive coldness. What an arrogant Mo Wentian.

Within the Mo Clan.

Other than Mo Qingcheng, Yuan Sheng had never placed anyone else in his eyes. As for Mo Wentian …

He was just a trash with first-rate spiritual roots!

"Mo Wentian, I want this demonic beast!"

Staring at Mo Wentian, Yuan Sheng coldly replied. His eyes were filled with arrogance, akin to a proud peacock, completely ignoring Mo Wentian.

"You want it?"

Mo Wentian grinned as he replied, "Who do you think you are? Why must I give you the demonic beasts that I killed?"

"You're courting death!"

A cold gleam flashed across Yuan Sheng's eyes. After which, he asked coldly, "Are you really going to go against me, Yuan Sheng?"

"Against you?"

Mo Wentian suddenly took a step forward. His eyes were filled with the arrogance of a king looking down on his daughter. Staring at Yuan Sheng, Mo Wentian coldly stated, "A mere sixth-grade spirit root can't even be considered trash!"

"Arrogant!"

The expressions on the four of them instantly turned ice-cold. What an arrogant Mo Wentian. He actually dared to claim that Yuan Sheng's grade six spiritual roots couldn't even be considered trash?

You know.

A Grade Six Spirit Root was already considered the best Spirit Root in the Eastern Sword City. As long as Yuan Sheng could reach the level of the Li Jian realm, he could become an outer disciple of the three great sword sects!

Enjoy the respect and envy of countless people!

"Break his four limbs for me and take away that demonic beast. I want to see who dares to stop me, Yuan Sheng!"

Yuan Sheng said coldly.

"Yes, Eldest Miss!"

The four of them walked towards the demonic beasts which were standing not too far away from Mo Wentian. Upon seeing the four of them walking over, a cold gleam immediately flashed across Mo Wentian's eyes.

He, Mo Wentian, had no enmity with the Yuan Clan.

However, the Yuan Sheng standing before him had not only seized his demonic beast, but he had also broken his four limbs. He was extremely vicious!

"Some people are always so conceited!"

Mo Wentian laughed coldly.

Is a sixth grade spirit root very strong? Even though he still had Tier 1 spiritual roots, the quality of his spiritual roots was already comparable to that of an ordinary Tier 6 spiritual root!

If his spiritual roots could reach the second level, it would probably be comparable to a seventh grade spirit root!

If he were to be promoted to the third rank …

"Brat, you are courting death. Who asked you to provoke our big miss? You are just a piece of trash. If we kill you, the Mo Clan won't do anything to us!"

The four of them had evil smiles on their faces as they walked towards Mo Wentian.

However, just as the four were about to attack, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Stop!"

"Who?"

The expressions of the four of them all faltered as they hurriedly turned their heads, only to see a youth walking towards Mo Wentian.

"Who are you? "How dare you obstruct my Yuan Family disciples!"

A Yuan Clan disciple stepped forward and said with a cold expression.

"A disciple of the Yuan Family?"

The youth laughed indifferently as he suddenly struck out with his sword. A sharp sword light slashed through the air, bringing with it a resplendent glow as it slashed across the man's arm!

"Ahh …"

A blood-curdling screech rang out.

"I'll cut off one of your arms. If you have any objections, you can call Yuan Potian to look for me!"

An indifferent voice sounded out in the air.

"Yuan Potian?"

The expression of the Yuan Family disciples changed drastically. Yuan Potian was the Yuan Family's Patriarch, and he was also the Yuan Family's strongest existence.

"You are..."

Yuan Sheng seemed to recall something as shock and bewilderment appeared in his eyes. Following which, he exclaimed in shock, "You are Mo Tianxiao!"

"Mo Tian Xiao!"

A figure appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.

Mo Tianxiao and Mo Wentian entered the Eastern Sword City at the same time. After entering the city, Mo Tianxiao was directly sent into the three great sword gates due to the early awakening of his ninth level spiritual roots.

As for Mo Wentian, he remained in the Eastern Sword City and was adopted by the city lord as his adopted son!

"Wentian, when you awaken your spiritual roots, I will bring you to a good place. That is the place you should be going to!"

"What is that place?"

"We'll see when you awaken your Spiritual Root. If you don't have Spiritual Root, you should live a good life here in the Eastern Sword City!"

Mo Tianxiao's voice was filled with a myriad of complications.

"It's Mo Tianxiao! Why is he back? Didn't he go to the Skysword Sect?"

"He is the only disciple with 9 grade spiritual roots in the Eastern Sword City. On the second day after he measured his spiritual roots, he was directly sent to the three great sword sects. I wonder how strong he is now!"

"I'm afraid that he has already left the sword realm!"

… ….

The three Yuan Clan disciples looked at Mo Tianxiao in shock. Their eyes were filled with reverence, fear, and adoration!

"Scram!"

Mo Tian Xiao coldly looked at the Yuan Family disciple and said.

"I …"

Yuan Sheng's face was flushed red, but looking at Mo Tianxiao's cold and arrogant gaze, Yuan Sheng's venomous gaze could only land on Mo Wentian.

If not for Mo Wentian, how could he have received such humiliation today!

"Let's go!"

With a low shout, the five men dejectedly left.

Moments later.

Only Mo Wentian and Mo Tianxiao were left at the entrance of the valley.

"Wentian!"

Mo Tianxiao's gaze landed on Mo Wentian.

"Heavenly Xiao!"

The two of them suddenly looked at each other and smiled, as if they were friends that hadn't seen each other in a long time. Their fists were tightly clenched.

"Wentian, a first-rate spiritual root is not weak. As long as you cultivate properly, there will be a place for you in this Eastern Sword City!"

As the two sat in the valley, gnawing on the legs of the leopard, Mo Tianxiao asked Mo Tianxue about the Dao of the Heavens.

"A place?"

The Eastern Sword City was never his goal. He, Mo Wentian, would become one of the supreme experts of the Sword God Continent.

"What is your current cultivation level?"

Mo Wentian curiously asked.

"Me?"

Mo Tianxiao smiled as he spoke, "Peak of the Sword Extinction Realm!"

"Peak Sword Realm!"

Mo Wentian's lips curled up in a smile. Grade 9 spiritual roots, it was indeed terrifying. This level of talent was not that far from what he felt in his previous life!

"The reason I came back this time was to visit you. I heard that you only awakened a first-grade spiritual root. I thought you would be depressed. I didn't expect you to be in such good condition!"

Tian Xiao fiercely patted Mo Wentian's shoulder!

"So what if you have first-rate spiritual roots? "Who said that a person with first-grade spiritual roots cannot become an expert? Even if I, Mo Wentian, have first-grade spiritual roots, I will definitely step into the peak of the Sword Dao!"

Mo Wentian icily stated.

"Alright!"

Upon hearing Mo Wentian's words, Mo Tianxiao's countenance faltered as he stared at Mo Wentian, "You and I, the two brothers, will definitely become unrivalled Sword Emperors in the future!"

"What does the Sword Emperor count for? The two of us will break through this world! Heaven and earth are unfair! We will soar through this world and beyond, and we will be free and unrestrained!"

"Hahaha …"

… ….

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