Immemorial War God

On the second day, Mo Feng sent guards to inform Mo Shaoqian that everyone from the stellar state had gathered at the great hall, and even the Great Clan Elder who was in closed-door training was called out.    

    

"Young Master Mo Feng, everyone is here."    

    

In the pavilion, a guard clasped his hands respectfully and greeted Zhang Xuan.    

    

Mo Feng nodded and walked out of the pavilion. The guard following behind looked at Mo Feng in confusion. What was he trying to do with such a big mouth? He was Mo Shaoqian's trusted aide, so he knew what to ask and what not to ask.    

    

Upon reaching the main hall, he saw several tens of people already waiting. Most of them were middle-aged, and there were no lack of elderly figures. Those who could break through stellar state at a young age were all geniuses. There were only a few in the Mo Family, and they were all either traveling or in large forces. It all depended on their mood to not come back.    

    

Looking at these people, Mo Feng sighed in his heart, his strength was not too high and he was not too disappointed.    

    

Everyone in the hall was discussing, their faces filled with impatience and displeasure, but seeing that Mo Feng had arrived, they all looked towards him.    

    

"Mo Feng, why are you in such a hurry to summon us here?" An elder walked up and asked. Although he was unhappy, his attitude was still relatively gentle.    

    

"The reason why everyone is gathered today is naturally to deal with the attack on the Lin Family!"    

    

Mo Shaoqian had already advised them a few times, but they did not think the Lin Family had the guts to do so, because they did not have the strength to suppress the Mo Family.    

    

Mo Feng saw that but did not care, he did not need them to agree, as long as they did not object.    

    

"Hmph, what nonsense!"    

    

Just as he was about to speak, a furious voice bellowed from behind. Turning around, he saw a bearded man walking toward him. Seeing this man, Mo Feng felt a sense of helplessness. This bearded big fellow was called Mo Quan Qiang, he had a fiery and unyielding personality and had always been managing the Mo family business, but no one in the family was willing to do so.    

    

But because of his character, the Mo family was able to develop steadily. Even if others saw his character, they would be afraid of him, and the business that he managed had never suffered a loss.    

    

The people of the Mo family both loved and hated Mo Quan, Mo Quan was a man who had offended many people, and naturally had offended many people, but the Mo family could not do without him, and he himself was quite strong, having the seventh stage of the stellar state, and his fearless nature left many people helpless.    

    

Mo Feng also felt a headache when he saw him, and it looked like he had come to cause trouble for him.    

    

"Mo Feng, you're already crippled, why are you still farting here? Who would listen to you!" Mo Quan rushed forward and shouted with his loud voice.    

    

The lips of everyone in the hall twitched, now, you are the only person from the Mo family who dares to speak to Mo Feng like that. He had personally witnessed Mo Feng's methods. Not only did he kill Mo Zongping and the others, he even killed Mo Haoran on the spot.    

    

If Mo Feng was not happy, then Mo Quan would be in trouble.    

    

"Mo Feng" hastily ran out to appease Mo Feng, but Mo Feng raised his hand to indicate that he was fine, so the Great Clan Elder could only hold back the words that were about to leave his mouth.    

    

"Uncle Quan." Mo Feng was not annoyed. In his previous life, when Mo Quan returned home and heard that Mo Zongping and the others almost killed him to deal with him, he was immediately enraged. He caused a huge ruckus in the Mo family, enraged Mo Zongping and the others, and was suppressed severely.    

    

Mo Quan could not help but be shocked, wasn't he angry being scolded by Mo Feng? He extended his hand but did not hit the smiling person, and did not look like he was going to do it for Mo Feng to see.    

    

"Mo Feng, was it you who suddenly brought everyone back so anxiously?" Mo Quan frowned.    

    

"It's me." Mo Feng nodded. Hearing these words, Mo Quan's strong temper was instantly suppressed. He glared with his tiger-like eyes and roared:    

    

"Do you know how much money the family loses every day when you recall us? It's impossible to spend all of it in your lifetime!"    

    

When Mo Quan opened his mouth to scold, everyone felt a headache coming on. An elder quickly went up to Mo Quan and pulled him over.    

    

"Why are you pulling me? Let go!" Mo Quan's fiery temper could not be restrained. He even wanted to make a move against that elder.    

    

"Mo Quan, calm down. Listen to me!" Mo Quan let out a cold snort and glanced at Mo Feng unhappily, but he still accepted his temper for the time being.    

    

Seeing Mo Quan finally calm down, everyone heaved a sigh of relief. The clan elder shook his head and started to tell Mo Quan what had happened to Mo Feng.    

    

"What?"    

    

But after a while, Mo Quan Qiang's loud voice sounded again, he looked at Mo Feng in shock, and everyone started to suspect that Mo Quan Qiang's eyes that were as big as a cow bell would pop out.    

    

"Damn, this is impossible!"    

    

Mo Quan continued to listen, and suddenly he started to curse loudly. If he were to advance to the thirteenth rank in a month, could he be any more ridiculous? He even became an apothecary! Fine, a grade-1 apothecary can still accept it, but to inscribe a grade-3 formation and accept a formation master as his disciple, this is truly too much.    

    

"Quan Qiang, this is all true." Seeing that Mo Quan did not believe him, the elder smiled bitterly.    

    

"It's true, don't lie to me here!" Mo Quan snorted disdainfully, he walked towards Mo Feng and stared at him.    

    

"Mo Feng, you're not bad, you actually colluded with the elders and lied on your behalf!"    

    

Mo Feng did not speak, he smiled slightly, and his body trembled as his Qi suddenly erupted!    

    

"Boom!"    

    

When he saw the powerful aura from Mo Feng's body, Mo Quan's gaze congealed, and his expression froze on his face. Combined with his huge beard, it was extremely funny.    

    

"It's really, really at the fourth level of Star Pool!" He was so shocked that he wanted to bite his tongue off. He didn't lie, but in a month, he managed to advance to fourteen realms. In that case, taking in a formation master as his disciple was true!    

    

"No, impossible!" He kept denying it in his mind as he turned to look at the crowd and spoke with great difficulty:    

    

"Is, is this real?"    

    

Seeing Mo Quan's funny look, everyone couldn't help but laugh and nod their heads.    

    

"Pah!"    

    

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound. Mo Quan had actually slapped himself in the face. Everyone was shocked when they heard this. This was too fierce of a slap.    

    

"Impossible, this must be a dream!"    

    

"Pah!"    

    

"Hiss!"    

    

Another slap, this time it was truly painful. Mo Quan grimaced in pain as he breathed in a cold breath of air. Everyone looked at the black line that appeared on their foreheads and wanted to laugh, but was unable to do so. It was truly worthy of the nickname that they had given to everyone: Big Idiot.    

    

"This is not a dream, it's real!" Mo Quan kept muttering to himself but his face still looked like he was in a dream.    

    

Mo Feng shook his head, at a loss of whether to laugh or cry. Such a violent man actually looked somewhat cute at this moment. After Mo Quan's attack, no one was in the mood to talk. They stared at Mo Quan in a daze.