Clan Leader: My strength equals to that of the entire clan

This cultivator turned out to be MO Bei, who was regarded as the Son of Destiny by various sects.

Upon spotting MO Bei, Ye Jinsen immediately grew alert.

MO Bei didn’t spare Ye Jinsen a glance, focusing intently on the Little Red Dragon instead.

Then, forming a magical hand seal, he cast a Beast Mastery Seal towards the Little Red Dragon.

The Seal flew into the Little Red Dragon’s body, but was promptly expelled.

MO Bei uttered a surprised “Huh,” and finally turned his attention to Ye Jinsen. “I didn’t expect you’ve already signed an equal contract. It seems you’re quite fortunate.”

“You two qualify to join my Gate of Life and Death.”

Gate of Life and Death? What organization was that? Ye Jinsen had never heard of any major power by that name on Ten-thousand Stars Island.

Could it be some minor faction?

Seeing the look in Ye Jinsen’s eyes, MO Bei spoke again: “It’s quite normal for you not to know about the Gate of Life and Death. If it weren’t for your contract beast’s decent talent, you wouldn’t even be worthy to know this name.”

Hearing these words, Ye Jinsen grew displeased.

Not worthy?

You’re just a toad yawning—a big mouth indeed.

Even if this Gate of Life and Death was truly powerful, as a member of the Ye Family, Ye Jinsen would never join such an organization.

MO Bei gauged Ye Jinsen’s refusal: “It appears there is no fate between us. Well, since that’s the case, there’s no point in your existence. Extracting the bloodline within this Red Dragon would indeed be a valuable treasure.”

MO Bei turned his head and shouted back, “I’ll take them.”

Instantly, ten peak Nascent Soul Stage cultivators appeared from not too far away, circled around Ye Jinsen and Little Red Dragon.

These Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators were the last forces the major sects had secretly stationed on Ten-thousand Stars Island to protect MO Bei.

As a member of the Ye Family who had fought with the various sects before, Ye Jinsen recognized their identities immediately.

“You are from the East Harmony God Province.”

“Looking at how obedient they are to you, it seems you’re quite an important character to these sects.”

Great Divine Power, Birth Wood World.

Having identified them as enemies, Ye Jinsen decided to make the first move.

To catch the thief, catch the king first. Ye Jinsen decided to take down MO Bei who seemed to be at just the Early Nascent God Stage.

The Red Dragon, which had just crossed the Tribulation of Transformation, instantly attacked the other Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators.

A wooden man appeared under MO Bei’s feet, and his two branches turned into two whips striking at MO Bei.

But when the attack was about to hit MO Bei, his figure transformed into a piece of paper, bypassing the attack effortlessly.

No matter how Ye Jinsen attacked, he couldn’t land a single hit on MO Bei.

“The mighty are formless. Your attacks won’t hit me,” MO Bei said calmly, seeming to disregard everything.

Only when he looked at the Little Red Dragon did he show a hint of interest. “I wonder, if I kill you, will your Little Red Dragon also perish?”

Though Ye Jinsen and the Little Red Dragon were powerful enough to not fear an average peak Nascent Soul Stage cultivator,

They had to face ten of them from various sects, and Ye Jinsen and the Little Red Dragon gradually found themselves on the defensive.

Seeing another wound on the Little Red Dragon’s scales, Ye Jinsen grew furious.

“So you know how to gang up, huh!”

Ye Jinsen pulled out a Sound Transmission Jade Slip and shouted loudly, “Mom, I’m being bullied!”

Hearing Ye Jinsen calling for his mother’s rescue, the cultivators broke into laughter.

“Even if your mom is at the peak Nascent Soul Stage, she can’t save you today!” A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Jinsen’s mouth upon hearing this.

Within a few breaths, ten peak Nascent Soul Stage figures appeared in the sky, locking onto the cultivators of various sects. “Didn’t you just call out to your mom?”

The sect cultivators felt they had been duped!

Hearing this, Ye Jinsen laughed.

“Indeed, I called for mom’s help. But who said I only have one mom?”

“First mom, second mom, third mom… Tenth mom!”

Ye Jinsen introduced each of them one by one.

After doing so, Ye Jinsen gave a provocative look at the stunned sect cultivators. See, these are all my moms!

The sect cultivators were taken aback, so they really were all his moms! “How dare you bully my son? Sisters, let’s beat them up!”

Su Yan was the first to charge out, armed with the sixth-level magical weapon that Ye Fan had given her.

Everyone in the Ye Family had great potential and were quite powerful in battle.

Aided by high-grade protective magical weapons, they were more than a match for these sect cultivators.

Looking at MO Bei again, Ye Jinsen found that he was still composed.

For some reason, Ye Jinsen felt there was something strange about MO Bei. Faced with such an unpredictable person, Ye Jinsen decided to eliminate him

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Kill!

Along with the Little Red Dragon, Ye Jinsen charged towards MO Bei. With no one else to interfere, Ye Jinsen’s attacks finally started to have an effect.

Although they still had difficulty hitting MO Bei, Ye Jinsen discovered MO Bei’s weakness.

All secret techniques come with a cost.

And MO Bei was no exception.

The Little Red Dragon spat dragon flames from its mouth, constantly scorching MO Bei.

Furthermore, Ye Jinsen used the Invitation of the Sage technique, allowing Bai Ze to merge with him.

Great Divine Power, Birth Wood World!

A layer of virtuous golden light covered the wooden man.

A whip lashed out fiercely, causing MO Bei to tremble. He was finally injured.

The cultivators who were being besieged looked on in shock.

MO Bei was the Son of Destiny, the future hope of their respective sects. How could they let him fall just like that?

A few of them recklessly charged towards MO Bei to block Ye Jinsen.

But Su Yan and the others weren’t to be trifled with either, and they couldn’t provide any support to MO Bei.

As the battle progressed, MO Bei’s injuries worsened.

The power that twisted all attacks also disappeared.

However, MO Bei’s expression remained calm, even showing a hint of a smile as he gazed at Ye Jinsen.

“Such a pity to waste this Fate Body.”

MO Bei looked at his own physical body with a hint of regret.

“The elephant is invisible. I will be dead, but not really dead. We will meet again.”

MO Bei dropped all his defenses, allowing the attack of the Little Red Dragon to hit him squarely.

The deep red draconic flame instantly engulfed MO Bei’s body.

MO Bei remained calm amid the surrounding flames, his life force gradually fading, but he didn’t show any signs of pain.

Several cultivators stared at the remains of MO Bei, their faces blank with shock.

How could the Son of Destiny die so easily?

“MO Bei, where is your chosen one’s ability?” A cultivator couldn’t help but shouted out loud.

Hearing this, MO Bei laughed: “I never said I am the Son of Destiny.” You aren’t the Son of Destiny?

MO Bei’s words, like a hammer, landed heavily on their hearts.

If MO Bei isn’t the Son of Destiny, then haven’t their sects wasted all these years?

If MO Bei isn’t the Son of Destiny, then has their plan all become a joke?

Upon reflection, they realized that MO Bei had never claimed to be the Son of Destiny.

It was their sects that imposed the title of Son of Destiny on MO Bei, just because of the Golden Lotus present at his birth.

Now it seemed except for the Golden Lotus, there really was no other evidence pointing to MO Bei.

Could it be that they had made a mistake?

After MO Bei finished speaking, his last breath also dissipated.

The world did not change in response.

At this point, the cultivators from several sects finally confirmed, MO Bei really was not the Son of Destiny.

If MO Bei was the Son of Destiny and died on the island of Ten-Thousand Stars, the Heavenly Dao would have surely trembled.

What is the Son of Destiny? That’s the spokesperson chosen by the Ultimate Dao, its own child.

Wouldn’t you be furious if your own child died?

The will to fight drained away from the cultivators. At the last moment of their lives, they transmitted the news that MO Bei was not the Son of Destiny back to their respective sects.

The Confucian Sect, Lord Hun Tian.

“What, MO Bei is not the Son of Destiny, and now he’s dead?”

Lord Hun Tian felt like black darkened his vision as he tried to grapple with the harsh reality.

Had their Confucian Sect’s years of preparation been for nothing?

“If MO Bei is not the Son of Destiny, then where is he?”

The Son of Destiny surely had been born by now; they just had not been able to find him yet.

Whoever was able to conceal the incarnation of the Son of Destiny must have been, at the very least, a cultivator at the Divinity Transformation stage.

The families that possess such cultivators are all top-tier families on the island of Ten-Thousand Stars.

Their sects have completely lost the opportunity to seize the Son of Destiny.

Lord Hun Tian’s eyes were filled with an ominous gleam!

“Since there is no Son of Destiny left, we can only forcibly seize our own fate.”

Lord Hun Tian pulled out a formation map, intending to deceive the Heavens and change destiny.

Hun Tian wanted to graft the fate of the mainland of Ten-Thousand Stars onto the fate of the Confucian Sect.

Doing this would indeed be a great waste for a continent advancing in its rank.

But they didn’t have any choice left. Without the Son of Destiny, they’ve completely lost their trump card.

Once the Son of Destiny grew up, it would be a disaster for them, the plunderers.

Soon, a large number of cultivators secretly arrived on the island of Ten-Thousand Stars.

They brought a great deal of materials with them and covertly began to construct the formation within the secret region of Ten-Thousand Stars.

The Secret Region of Ten-Thousand Stars is the starting point of rank promotion. And if they wanted to seize destiny, they naturally had to find this origin.

In the void above, material after material in Lord Hun Tian’s hands disappeared.

A golden giant dragon slowly took shape.

The Dragon of Fate, capable of suppressing and devouring destiny.

This Dragon of Fate was of a high-ranking seventh-grade.

Even though Lord Hun Tian was in the Integration Stage, this had cost him more than half of his assets.

But if they could obtain a continent that was advancing in rank, then these costs would be worth it.

Everything was calm and silent, yet under the surface, a storm was brewing.

The Thousand Leaves Pavilion, Eastern Emperor City.

“Xiao Xiao, I’ve brought a jar of sixth-grade spiritual wine. Would you like to give it a try?”

Dong Huan had an enthusiastic expression, and Ye Fan snorted in contempt. Wasn’t this just a boot-licker?

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at the eager Dong Huan, her face still cold: “Fellow Daoist

Dong Huan, I’m not going to marry out.”

Ye Xiaoxiao had long promised her life to the Ye Family, how could she choose to marry out?

Hearing Ye Xiaoxiao’s words, Dong Huan was unfazed.

“No problem, I can marry into your family.”

Dong Huan told Ye Xiaoxiao, he was alone with no relatives, there was no difference to him between marrying and marrying into a family.

Hearing this, Ye Fan felt a little awkward.

First Ye Qing, now Ye Xiaoxiao.

Did the women of the Ye Family only attract loners?

Even though he was trying to marry into the Ye family, Ye Xiaoxiao was finally moved by Dong Huan.

“You should ask my brother!”

Having said that, a flush of red crossed her face.

Upon hearing this, Dong Huan immediately jumped over to Ye Fan.

“Big Brother Ye, my happiness for this lifetime is in your hands.”

“Whatever you ask for as a betrothal gift, I will not skimp. If I don’t own it, I’ll rob it for you!”

“You’re marrying into our family, what betrothal gift are you talking about? I agree to this marriage!”

Ye Xiaoxiao finally found her happiness, which made Ye Fan very relieved!

Now, they could start preparing for the wedding!