Immemorial War God

"Master Ran Mingshi!" Wen Ziqing respectfully cupped his fist. Ran Mingshi remained silent with a cold face, but did not dare show any additional emotion on his face. He turned his head and saw that Old Man Mu's expression was ugly, and frowned.    

    

Clenching his teeth, he cupped his fists towards Ran Mingshi and said:    

    

"Ran Mingshi, please help this disciple! This Mo Feng is relying on his strength to bully others, not only did he insult me for no reason, he even beat me until I was severely injured, please adjudicate!" He did not mention the Master Liao by name, so even if he knew, it would be useless.    

    

Old Man Mu heard her and thought that she was asking for a verdict. Do you think that your death wasn't fast enough? He turned his head to look at the old man Xuan, whose mouth was lifted in a teasing smile, and his expression darkened. He went to call Wen Ziqing in, but didn't tell him about the situation here. This was clearly playing with Wen Ziqing, and also slapping his face!    

    

No matter how furious he was, he didn't say anything. Even if Old Man Mu didn't tell him what the situation was, why was Wen Ziqing still standing here asking Ran Mingshi to judge so idiotically? Did he think that someone like Ran Mingshi was blind? If one was lucky enough to survive, they would only end up dying.    

    

"Adjudicate for you?" Ran Mingshi's eyes were ice-cold as he said indifferently.    

    

Seeing him, Wen Ziqing finally felt that something was wrong, but he still mustered his courage and said while cupping his fists:    

    

"Yes, I request Ran Mingshi to seek justice for this disciple!"    

    

"Pfft!" Old Xuan and the others couldn't help but sneer. Was the pig's brain still unable to see the current situation clearly? You want to deal with Mo Feng? You have enough heads!    

    

"Mo Feng, what do you think?"    

    

Wen Ziqing stared blankly at him, and when he looked at Mo Feng, he could not help but be taken aback. The unease in his heart grew even worse, and he turned to look at the sneering old man Xuan and the others.    

    

"Don't tell me …"    

    

"I don't have any requests. Please apologize and tell him to get the hell out of Pill Artifact Mountain." Mo Feng said indifferently. Wen Ziqing's expression changed. He wanted him to apologize to Mo Feng? After beating him up to such a pathetic state, he lost all face and still wanted him to apologize!    

    

"Mo Feng, you are shameless!" Pointing at Mo Feng and cursing him, even wanting him to scram out of Pill Artifact Mountain, a dignified pill refiner like him, to scram and become the laughingstock of the entire sect!    

    

Old Man Mu's face turned ugly, but he did not say anything. It could already be considered good that Mo Feng did not take his life.    

    

"Looks like the punishment you received wasn't enough." Mo Feng said. He shuddered and turned to look at Ran Mingshi, only to see him staring at him expressionlessly without saying a word.    

    

"Whoosh."    

    

Ran Mingshi and the others were all helping Mo Feng, why was Mo Feng able to make them all side with him? Could it be that he was still not comparable to Mo Feng, this one star trash?    

    

"Master!"    

    

He turned his head and looked at Old Man Mu in disbelief, his eyes full of pleading. He did not want to apologize, he did not want to get out of the Pill Artifact Mountain!    

    

"Hurry up and apologize!" But Old Man Mu's explosive shout made him despair. He dejectedly lowered his head, and a moment later, he raised his head to look into Mo Feng's eyes, which were filled with hatred. He hated him, but he regretted offending Mo Feng even more.    

    

"I'm sorry." He had already lost, and completely lost.    

    

Looking at Wen Ziqing's decadent appearance, Old Man Mu felt his heart ache. The displeasure in his heart was feeling that he had failed due to failure, but he was still his beloved disciple.    

    

"Zi Qing, who are you trying to provoke? Why do you have to provoke Mo Feng?" He sighed in his heart as he looked at Mo Feng's complicated expression. Anyone who provoked Mo Feng would not have a good ending, even him.    

    

"Is this how you apologize?" Mo Feng said coldly. Wen Ziqing suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Feng with eyes filled with humiliation. Could it be that he had to kneel down and apologize?    

    

"Mo Feng, you better not spare him." The two of them, as master and disciple, had already lost all face in front of Mo Feng.    

    

"You won't forgive me?" Mo Feng sneered as he watched Old Man Mu take a few steps forward.    

    

"If he wants to kill me, you also want to kill me. If I'm not lucky, do you still have a chance for me?"    

    

"Feeling indignant? "Then why didn't you think about it when you were trying to kill me!"    

    

Old Man Mu was instantly speechless, unable to refute him.    

    

Looking at the speechless Old Man Mu, Wen Ziqing's heart was once again filled with bitterness. He was already powerless to turn the tables, but did he really have to kneel down and apologize? Apologize to a 1-star trash? He could not accept it, but he could not accept the fact that he was about to die!    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Wen Ziqing clenched his teeth, knelt in front of Mo Feng, and said:    

    

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Please be magnanimous and forgive me."    

    

Mo Feng nodded and said:    

    

"Scram!"    

    

Whoosh.    

    

Wen Ziqing stood up, kept his head down, and slowly turned to leave.    

    

"Ran Mingshi, I will also take my leave." Old Man Mu cupped his fist and left as well. When he left, he gave Mo Feng a deep look.    

    

Old man Xuan and the others looked at each other, shrugged with a smile, and watched a good show. Although it looked like Mo Feng would be happy doing what he did, but this brat had offended quite a number of people, and his future days would not be easy.    

    

Seeing Master Liao's helpless look, Mo Feng shrugged his shoulders. He was too lazy to hold a grudge, he just took his revenge like he had a grudge.    

    

"Mo Feng." Ran Mingshi turned his head to look as soon as he heard him.    

    

"Thank you for your help this time. I owe you a favor. If you have anything to say, just say it. I'll do my best to help you!"    

    

"Tsk."    

    

Elder Xuan and the others were speechless. This favor from Ran Mingshi was simply incomparable within the sect, Mo Feng could even use this favor to instantly soar to the heavens!    

    

The few of them looked on with reddened eyes. Such a promise from Ran Mingshi was something that would be difficult for them to obtain, but this was a favor that they would spare no effort for.    

    

"Thank you, Ran Mingshi." Mo Feng smiled as he cupped his fists. He naturally understood the weight of this favor, but he did not use it now.    

    

"Then Ran Mingshi, can I go now?"    

    

Ran Mingshi was startled. You don't want to stay here? After that, he laughed bitterly. That was true, Mo Feng had died here in the past, and now that he could finally leave, he naturally couldn't wait to leave.    

    

"It's done."    

    

Nodding, he waved his hand and said.    

    

"Goodbye."    

    

Mo Feng cupped his fists and turned to leave.    

    

Looking at Mo Feng's back, Ran Mingshi and the others had complicated expressions. They dared to guarantee that Mo Feng was the most talented person they had ever seen in their lives.    

    

"What a pity!" They all shook their heads and sighed in their hearts. If they had good talent, they would definitely be the heaven's pride level experts of their generation.    

    

"Ran Mingshi, his talent is so great, do you have any interest in accepting him as a disciple?" Old Man Xuan turned his head and mocked to Ran Mingshi. Ran Mingshi was fine, so everyone's mood improved.