Moxiao's eyes were met with Mo Ye's cold indifference. "Tch. Whatever." She brushed off her sleeve and went back inside the gates. Gan Jia followed her closely behind however, Moxiao's words halted Gan Jia. "So, divine beasts are not this powerful close to half-breeds huh?" His words threw him off. As being proud as he is, he turned around and faced him with a smirk in his face. "How will you fight me given all those wounds and also your exhausted state?"
Moxiao laughed and got up from being staggered using all his remaining might. "If you have the nerve to call yourself a divine beast, fight me."
Hearing this, Gan Jia seemed to be puzzled. "Me, a divine beast is going to fight this... This... Midget of an immortal? You can't even compare yourself to Fang Xuezhi."
Moxiao rose up and unsheathed a golden sword form crafted from his divine aura. "My mother and father is fighting Fang Xuezhi at this very moment."
Gan Jia's expressions shifted. Who are his parents and why are they taking down a high immortal? "Say, who are your parents, boy." he said meanwhile clenching a fist.
"My parents are none other than Xuanwu and Shaotian" He sneered.
Gan Jia recalled the past where Xuanwu decided to leave the ninth heaven in pursuit of her mortal lover. My sister and I suffered so much after she left the ninth heaven. We have been incarcerated just to become tough divine beasts for other immortals to use at their disposal. And now, this arrogant pup shows here. For Gan Jia, this is something not trivial. This is an opportunity. This is a chance for revenge.
"Your mother's debt will be repaid here." Gan Jia conjured his molten sword and pointed it towards Moxiao. "Come, I'll give you the taste of misery."
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The Linglong Spear throbbed brightly as Xuanwu approached it. She was about to absorb its energy when a harsh gust of wind and snow sweeped inside the room. A familiar face unveiled. It was Fang Xuezhi.
"You're as shameless as ever Xuanwu. Where is your pride as an high immortal bringing your mortal lover with you. Such a disgrace." His voice echoed through the walls of the sect.
Xuanwu looked at him with disdain. This won't bode well, with ShaoTian here, he is going to be most likely targeted by Fang Xuezhi which makes our battle vulnerable. If I make him leave away from here, I'll be able to fight Xuezhi alone. She thought to herself.
"Nothing to say, huh. Hahahaha. What a spectacle. The Linglong spear reacted to you. But, it won't be yours! I'll take it with me, dig out Na YingLuo's womb and bring forth the true God, Hei FengLong!"
Xuanwu's memories flashed back from the war a thousand years ago where the immortals fended off a dark, abysmal entity that threatened to devour the heaven and earth. Her face contorted into a rage.
"Don't you dare touch my daughter!" She screamed in absolute rage.
"If I say that your daughter is giving birth to that calamity a thousand years ago, would you kill her with your own hands?" Fang Xuezhi smirked.
"Fang Xuezhi! Don't you dare lay a finger on my daughter or else, you will suffer terribly!" Xuanwu drew a spear formed from her divine energy and sheathed it. She turned to ShaoTian "Take the Linglong spear and run. When you reach the gates of the ninth heaven, tell them all that I sent the spear to General Hua Feixian and have them ready the immortal elixir."
ShaoTian felt dreadful. If Fang Xuezhi's words were true, then Xuanwu would kill our own daughter with her own hands. "Y-You'll kill YingLuo?"
Xuanwu's facial expression changed instead. "I'll figure a way for her not to lose control during the birth but for now. I'll take down Elder Fang."
ShaoTian felt reassured however he wants the concrete assurance that Xuanwu wouldn't choose the last resort. She's the immortal that overlooks war, justice and light after all.