339: Chapter 339 Needs a Maid to Warm the Bed

"Master, you're not thinking of saving these humans, are you? Whatever you do, don't be impulsive. The Shamo Clan seems serious this time; they even caught Disciples of the Xuantian Sect. It's clearly not just for revenge."

Elder Lan Qin noticed Mo Tianxiao's expression was a bit off and hurriedly sent him a voice transmission.

As a member of the Human Race himself, seeing so many of his fellow humans captured and about to be executed by the Shamo Clan, her Master must be feeling incredibly angry, wanting to rush out and save them all.

If these humans were replaced by her fellow Feather Spirit Clan members, she believed she would have the same thought. However, some things cannot be done simply because one wants to.

Even if her Feather Spirit Clan fully supported her Master, they probably wouldn't be able to change the Shamo Clan's resolve today.

"Don't worry, I haven't lost my mind yet." Mo Tianxiao shook his head slightly.

Under the watchful eyes of so many foreign races, what could he do even if he wanted to save them? At most, he would only end up sacrificing himself.

"Sigh... Senior Su, it seems you are destined to face this calamity."

Mo Tianxiao sighed in his heart; heaven is truly jealous of geniuses.

Su Muyao was, after all, a daughter of destiny of her generation, possessing a Heaven-Defying Physique like the Innate Dao Body. Unfortunately... her journey toward immortality and the Great Dao had only just begun, yet it was about to end prematurely.

In the current situation, he couldn't think of any way to break the deadlock. With Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan, Yin Ya, and the God of Barbarians—three Clan Chiefs of Super-major Races—overseeing the event, he couldn't imagine how Su Muyao could survive this ordeal.

"Disciples of the Xuantian Sect, do you see? To execute you, I have invited many powerful Cultivators to enjoy the show. Open your eyes and look closely at how we, the Cultivators you humans call 'foreign races,' easily torture and kill your Human Race!"

Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan's arrogant tone made the surrounding atmosphere even more heated.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill them! So what if they're from the Xuantian Sect? In our eyes, the Human Race are the true anomalies!"

"Clan Chief Mo, stop wasting words with these lowly humans. I want to see blood spray everywhere!"

Some members of the foreign races who harbored extreme hatred toward the Human Race shouted loudly, utterly excited.

Su Muyao slightly raised her head. From beneath her hair, her eyes swept over the many foreign races present with an incredibly cold gaze, deeply engraving their faces into her heart.

If she didn't die today, she would surely make these foreign races pay the price of Extermination in the future!

"Hmm?"

As her gaze swept across the front rows, where only those with high status could sit, Su Muyao was stunned to find a human figure.

Who is this person? Why does the figure look somewhat familiar?

With her cultivation under a Seal and her vision limited, although she saw Mo Tianxiao's figure, she couldn't see through the face obscured by his hand.

A human, appearing here.

Hmph! Another damned Traitor! A Lapdog!

Since she couldn't see his face, it was only natural for Su Muyao to mistake Mo Tianxiao for a Traitor.

If it weren't for a human Traitor this time, she wouldn't have been deceived and fallen into the hands of the foreign races.

In the audience, Mo Tianxiao felt uneasy, constantly wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with his fingers to prevent Su Muyao from seeing his handsome face.

"Senior Su, oh Senior Su, it's not that I don't want to save you, but I am powerless. May you rest in peace. I will find Su Muxue and take good care of her for you..."

Mo Tianxiao secretly decided that he would definitely take good care of Su Muyao's younger sister.

"Young Friend Mo!"

Just then, by some unfortunate coincidence, Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan's gaze landed on Mo Tianxiao. A hint of playfulness appeared in his eyes. "Young Friend Mo, torturing and killing these humans right in front of you is indeed a bit inconsiderate of me."

"How about this? Why don't you go down with Mo Xingtian to rest for a bit? After we're finished here, we can discuss how to compensate you?"

Mo Xingtian stood beside Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan. Father and son looked as if they were carved from the same mold, their eyes filled with contempt and their tones brimming with provocation.

"Heh, Father underestimates Fellow Daoist Mo. Fellow Daoist Mo is an Elder of the Feather Spirit Clan. To be precise, he is one of the Feather Spirit Clan. What's there to be sorry for when humans are killed? He isn't human right now. Fellow Daoist Mo, am I right?"

Hearing the father and son's provocation, Mo Tianxiao could only awkwardly lower his hand.

Looking at that face she hadn't seen for a long time but was incredibly familiar with, Su Muyao's pupils shrunk slightly, her heart filled with disbelief.

"Mo Zi!?"

"How could it be him??"

Su Muyao's current confusion was just like Mo Tianxiao's when he first saw her appear here.

However, at this moment, Mo Tianxiao was in no mood to answer her confusion.

"Xingtian... little brother, I am Elder Lan Qin's Master. Whether in terms of status or seniority, I should be of your grandfather's generation. Remember to use a respectful title when speaking to me.

Of course, since Clan Chief Mo sincerely invited the Feather Spirit Clan and me here, I'll forgive your rudeness this time for the sake of that relationship."

"You!"

"When adults are talking, children should remember not to interrupt."

Just as Mo Xingtian was about to speak, Mo Tianxiao's gaze suddenly turned cold. His calm stare immediately caused cold sweat to break out on Mo Xingtian's back, rendering him speechless.

That one look reminded him of the fear of being dominated by the other party before, and the humiliation of having his Lifebound Treasure snatched away as if it were being violated.

"Useless!"

Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan snorted coldly, making Mo Xingtian's expression even more unsightly.

He had actually been intimidated by the other party on his own turf! Damn it!!

"Young Friend Mo is indeed extraordinary. I'm starting to admire you more and more." Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan looked at Mo Tianxiao, and thinking of his own two disappointing sons, a trace of complexity appeared in his eyes.

Others could attend a banquet alone and maintain their composure without any stage fright even when facing many foreign Cultivators. Meanwhile, his son had lost by a large margin just in terms of Aura.

For a moment, Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan wondered how wonderful it would be if this fellow belonged to the Shamo Clan!

"Clan Chief Mo overpraises me. Since you invited me here for compensation, I say, let's just skip compensating me. How about changing the condition to releasing these humans instead?

No matter how you mock this Junior, I am still human after all. Watching my fellow humans die makes my conscience ache with pain."

Mo Tianxiao's face showed three parts desolation, three parts worry, and four parts concern for the safety of the Human Race. Not a single flaw could be seen.

Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan: "..."

"Young Friend Mo, do not make such a joke. Regarding the compensation, I will definitely not mistreat you. But do you think it's possible for me to release these humans?"

He had invited so many factions here specifically to execute these humans and lure out those hiding in the shadows. To expect him to stop the execution for a bit of compensation—this joke wasn't funny at all.

Mo Tianxiao looked full of guilt. "In the end, I still can't save them?"

"In that case, I won't make things difficult for Clan Chief Mo. Since you can't release all of them, surely you can give me one as a servant?"

Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan laughed loudly. "That works. Pick whichever one you like."

"Then... let's go with that most beautiful one. I happen to be lacking a maid to warm my bed."

Mo Tianxiao pointed casually, right at the most dazzling Su Muyao.

"..."

The air suddenly froze.

The smile on Clan Chief Mo Taiyuan's face gradually faded. "Young Friend Mo, she was your goal from the very beginning, wasn't she?"

"A Xuantian Sect Disciple with an Innate Dao Body... Young Friend Mo certainly knows how to pick. Unfortunately, you still cannot take this person away."

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