Alchemy Sovereign Against the Heaven-Chapter 767 - 758 Wangxian Pavilion

"Demon God Clan?"

Upon hearing Yueyue’s words, Mo Wangchen’s eyebrows instantly furrowed.

This clan was all too familiar to him.

Before entering the Void Realm, hadn’t he slain Yao Suming during the assessment at the Heavenly God Institute?

Now, the Demon God Clan probably wished they could tear him into thousands of pieces. Unexpectedly, within the Void Realm, he had once again come across information related to the Demon God Clan.

"Heavenly Gang Ancient Clan dominates, Human Clan is weak, this Demon God Clan should also be one of the Ancient Kings." Ji Divine King, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke.

"Daddy, let Yueyue follow us from now on. It’s too pitiful for her to be alone," Little Ziyue said with sympathy.

Divine King remained silent. Taking care of two children was already somewhat difficult, and adding another would surely bring more troubles.

Although he thought this way, he didn’t refuse. With the current situation in Heavenly Gang, although the Ancient Clans were powerful, they posed no threat to him whatsoever.

Daluo Heaven Realm, home to the Ji family, the leader of the once top hundred families, a Divine King whose cultivation reached the realms of Heaven and Earth. In the stars beyond, atop Heavenly Gang, with the Divine King’s abilities, he could easily sweep through all strong adversaries.

"Always traveling out is not very convenient, we’ll find a place to settle down first when the time comes," said Ji Divine King.

The food was served and Little Yueyue ate voraciously, gobbling down her meal with the ferocity of a wild beast, which left Mo Wangchen somewhat dumbfounded. How could such a small stomach seem like a bottomless pit on a six- or seven-year-old child?

"Such an affront to decency!"

Suddenly, at a nearby table, a cold snort was heard. Several individuals sat there, each of them appearing somewhat extraordinary.

Among them was an old man with white hair and beard, exuding the demeanor of a sage, and accompanying him were three young people.

The one who had just spoken was one of the young men in brocade clothing. His gaze was currently fixed on Mo Wangchen and the others, "Since when has Lingtian Building started to entertain mortals as well, even letting a little beggar come in? It’s truly unsightly."

The young man in brocade spoke rudely. He couldn’t sense any aura fluctuations from Mo Wangchen and the Divine King.

Lingtian Building, established for many years in Gulan City, had always only served cultivators; mortals could hardly afford to patronize it.

"Who are you calling a little beggar?!"

Little Ziyue was immediately furious. She had a proud disposition, and although she was young, she understood that the young man in brocade was mocking them.

"Dare to talk back?"

The young man narrowed his eyes, shocked that a mere mortal would dare defy him, "Kneel down!"

He snorted coldly, and a daunting pressure peculiar to the Saint Venerable Realm level six immediately erupted, pressing down on Mo Wangchen and the others like a massive mountain.

"Hmph!"

Without waiting for Little Ziyue to react, Mo Wangchen let out a cold snort. He flashed forward, standing in front of Little Ziyue, and with a palm, he directly dispersed the young man’s oppressive force.

"What?!"

The young man’s face showed shock, having never expected that this man, who seemed to have no cultivation, was actually a cultivator.

"Saint Venerable Realm Level Seven!"

Feeling the aura that burst forth from Mo Wangchen, his heart was greatly shaken.

The boy before him, merely twelve or thirteen years old, had a cultivation level that was even higher than his own by an entire realm!

"Who are you?"

After his initial surprise, the man in brocade clothes frowned and asked. It was his first time seeing someone of such a young age with such a high level of cultivation.

Such a person must not be ordinary; perhaps today, he had inadvertently provoked a super genius from either a major family or a Sacred Land.

Behind the man in brocade clothes, the old man who had been sitting quietly all along, bearing a wise look, now also showed a look of surprise.

"First you speak disrespectfully, and then you demand that we kneel; aren’t you being too excessive?"

Mo Wangchen’s eyes grew coldly and he posed this question instead of answering the man in brocade clothes.

Although the man in brocade was wary, being forced into such a confrontation by a boy barely twelve or thirteen years old irked him, "The little girl beside you looks dirty and unsightly when she eats, ruining our appetite. Shouldn’t we mention it?"

"Speaking is one thing, but what was your intention in making a move just now?"

Mo Wangchen snorted coldly, "If we were all mortals, wouldn’t your intimidation have killed us on the spot?"

"Hmph!"

The man in brocade also snorted coldly, "Killing a few mortals is all, my teacher is an elder of the Wangxian Pavilion, and you disturbed his meal here; that in itself is a culpable offense."

"The elder of the Wangxian Pavilion!"

Inside the restaurant, everyone’s attention was drawn by the conflict, and upon hearing the words of the man in brocade, their gazes shifted back to the old man, and a hint of reverence appeared in their eyes.

"Wangxian Pavilion is one of the top ten Sacred Lands, with strength that can at least rank in the middle tier; it’s unexpected for an elder to appear here."

In the ancient times, the Ancient Kings of the Ji Family dominated, the Human Clan was weak, suffocated under oppression. In that era, only the absolute strongest forces of the Human Clan could be called Sacred Lands.

Nowadays in Heavenly Gang, there were no more than ten Sacred Lands, and the Wangxian Pavilion was one of them.

Needless to say, the appearance of an elder here was astonishing indeed.

"This is the Deacon Grand Elder of the Wangxian Pavilion, with a cultivation at the peak of the True Immortal Realm!"

Someone recognized the elder’s appearance and exclaimed again.

"The Wangxian Pavilion?" Mo Wangchen slightly furrowed his brows, and had not expected that the other party might have some background.

"Hmph, since you also recognize the Wangxian Pavilion, better leave quickly and not disturb my teacher’s meal," the man in brocade sneered, his gaze cold as he looked at Mo Wangchen.

Although the Wangxian Pavilion was influential, the youth before him, possessing such cultivation, was likely to also have a significant background, possibly even a disciple from one of the top ten Sacred Lands.

" ’Wangxian Pavilion,’ so impressive! We’re just eating here, what does it have to do with you, to actually think of driving us away?"

Before Mo Wangchen could speak, Little Ziyue couldn’t hold back. Her face was extremely angry. As the young lady of the Ji Family, in the whole Daluo Heaven Realm, there were not many who dared to provoke her, yet today in this Heavenly Gang, to be driven away by someone from so-called Sacred Lands, how could she endure?

"Impudence!"

The man in brocade shouted sternly, his face fully enraged, but with his cultivation, he clearly couldn’t deal with Mo Wangchen’s group, so he turned his head and said respectfully to the elder behind him, "Teacher, these people speak disrespectfully and don’t hold you in their eyes at all, please make a move and suppress them."