Battle Through the Heavens: Marry Cao Ying, Reward is Devouring Ancestral Symbol

Staying in Black Royal City for the time being, frantically refining pills.Mo Tianxing’s pupils suddenly constricted. He stared intently at the badge representing a Seventh-Rank Alchemist, his heart pounding wildly.

This badge couldn’t be faked!

On the continent, no one dared to casually impersonate a high-level Alchemist; that would make them a public enemy of all Alchemists.

The muscles on his face twitched, and he forcibly suppressed the tumultuous waves in his heart.

He hadn’t expected him to be not only a Dou Zong but also a Seventh-Rank Alchemist.

Even the Black Emperor Sect’s number one Alchemist had only just touched the threshold of a Sixth-Rank Alchemist.

He was still a bit short of becoming a Sixth-Rank Alchemist.

But he heard it was coming soon.

As for a Seventh-Rank Alchemist, he couldn’t imagine how formidable their Alchemy skills were.

His thoughts flickered.

When he looked up again, Mo Tianxing’s smile carried an unprecedented warmth and respect, even a hint of imperceptible flattery.

“So it was Great Master who graced us with your presence! Please forgive my poor eyesight.”

He cupped his hands, his tone far more humble than before.

He naturally didn’t need to be so polite to a Dou Zong, but a Seventh-Rank Alchemist was different.

One must know that a Seventh-Rank Alchemist was an existence even Dou Zuns would treat with respect.

“I need to stay in Black Emperor City for a while during this period. I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble Sect Master Mo during this time.”

He had his own plans: according to the original trajectory, the bodhi transformation saliva would appear at the Black Emperor Sect’s auction.

Such a rare item couldn’t appear out of thin air. Mo Tianxing would likely receive news soon, or at least have clues. Staying here would allow him to collect other Medicinal Materials needed to refine Eighth Grade Pills while awaiting the right moment.

Staying here would allow him to collect other Medicinal Materials needed to refine Eighth Grade Pills while awaiting the right moment.

“It is the honor of my Black Emperor Sect for Great Master to wish to stay in Black Emperor City! I, Mo, will make arrangements immediately to ensure Great Master and the ladies have a comfortable stay!”

“However, I ask Sect Master Mo to temporarily conceal my identity as a Seventh-Rank Alchemist. I still have some matters to attend to in the Black-Corner Region.”

Shen Wen said.

“Understood.” Mo Tianxing nodded hastily.

He immediately called Che Cheng, who was outside.

“Elder Che, immediately go and prepare the ‘Heaven’ character courtyard. Invite Great Master Kun Peng and his party to stay!

All their needs must be met!”

“Yes, Sect Master!” Che Cheng dared not delay and quickly responded before leaving... Only after Shen Wen and the others disappeared outside the Black Emperor Pavilion.

Mo Tianxing’s enthusiastic smile slowly faded, replaced by extreme solemnity.

He looked at his son, Mo Ya, beside him and commanded in a deep voice:

“Ya’er, during this time, you will personally be responsible for entertaining Great Master and his party.”

He stared sharply at Mo Ya, his tone carrying an unprecedented sternness.

“Remember, your attitude must be respectful, and there must be no slightest neglect!

Keep your eyes peeled; don’t look at things you shouldn’t!

Such a young Dou Zong, and a Seventh-Rank Alchemist, anyone with a brain knows he must be a fierce Dragon crossing the river from the Central Plains!

Perhaps... he might even be a disciple from those legendary Hidden Families!”

After all, Mo Tianxing had been entrenched in the Black-Corner Region for so many years, so he naturally knew a lot of hidden information that even other Empires in the Northwest Continent didn’t know.

He even had some understanding of the legendary so-called Imperial Clan.

Mo Tianxing took a deep breath.

“Our Black Emperor Sect cannot afford to offend such a person. On the contrary, if we can use this opportunity to form a connection, it will only bring us immense benefits! Do you understand?”

Mo Ya’s heart trembled under his father’s gaze, and he quickly lowered his head.

“Father, don’t worry, your son understands the gravity of the situation.”

He swallowed, recalling the several stunning women from earlier. Although his heart still fluttered, he felt more fear.

He was lustful, but not an idiot.

A Seventh-Rank Alchemist so young, the potential power behind him was enough to easily crush the entire Black-Corner Region.