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Those who have the same battle record as him are Jun Ruohan and Yan Xiao.
Yan Xiao defeated his cousin Yan Yucheng. Jun Ruohan did not encounter any strong enemies along the way. After all, Hu Zhuo, one of the four seeded players, was defeated by Han Mo.
According to the normal script, the final champion of the conference will be among the three.
However, Han Mo, who had achieved his goal, no longer had any desire for the Immortal Ascension Conference.
Next, he plans to give up directly and does not plan to participate in tomorrow's final because it is meaningless.
He didn't even have time to listen to Master Minghe announce the result of the competition. He quickly got into the magic weapon chariot as if escaping, and returned to the Han family with Su Mengyao.
The reason for such a rush is because...
"This Han Mo is a little too arrogant. He actually said that if there is no Han Mo, the sword path will be dark forever? How arrogant! How can he, a Qi-refining cultivator, say such a thing?"
"I remember he also said something like 'As long as I am Han Mo, there will be heaven'. The little devil is just a little devil, he loves to fantasize all day long."
"I don't know how he managed to make Hu Zhuo admit defeat. He must have used some despicable means."
"You are a dissolute young man, arrogant and domineering. Sooner or later, you will get your comeuppance."
Perhaps it was because the previous competition in which he defeated Hu Zhuo was too unbelievable, and almost no one knew why Hu Zhuo would voluntarily drop his sword and admit defeat.
So even as the conference was coming to an end, there were still many people in the venue discussing this matter.
If it were just this, it would still be within Han Mo's acceptable range. After all, these were still aimed at giving him "bad reviews".
But at that time, another voice appeared in the meeting hall.
Some young women overflowing with maternal love - well, some older female monks - had a different reaction.
"It seems that Han Mo is really just a child. He is not ashamed to shout in front of so many people, 'If heaven had not given birth to me, Han Mo, the sword would be like a long night'..." "
"He's kind of cute. I heard that Han Mo is less than 20 years old. What kind of bad boy is he? He's just an ignorant child!"
"That's right, this kid is also very handsome. Such a handsome boy is popular with girls. In addition, he is a young man with a lot of blood and vigor, so the rumors about those bad boys robbing girls are probably mostly untrue."
"And his strength is not bad. He won consecutive victories this time and won the top three in the Ascension Conference. He is clearly a very hardworking child!"
"Hey, don't be fooled by his cute appearance. He is a dandy and evil boy."
"Hehehe~ Even you admit that he is cute. Such a cute and handsome little guy, even if he is a playboy, sister is willing to give him the scumbag..."
What does it mean to meet in another world and enjoy social death?
That's it.
Who said the Shengxian Conference was fiercely competitive, just to get in the top three, but at the last moment, he almost forced out his trump card.
Fortunately, the deterrent effect of the trump card is still good, and the opponent finally retreated without a fight, thus preventing the trump card from being leaked.
After all, only nuclear weapons that are not launched can be called nuclear deterrence.
Although it was a good thing that the cards were not exposed, it still turned out like this because of those "lines".
Even inexplicably, he gained a wave of young female fans.
This is completely contrary to Han Mo's desire to "make his reputation worse".
Fortunately, the "evil young man" character he created in several performances today cannot be washed away by just a few words of "cute".
In this case, Han Feiyu should be satisfied.
"But having said that, today's meeting went very smoothly and peacefully, and nothing major happened."
On the way back, Han Mo recalled today's Ascension Conference and suddenly felt that it was a little too smooth.
Of course, the success here does not refer to oneself, but to the entire conference process.
Because he had discovered that Shang Xiufang was present in person and that the person presiding over the meeting was a Half-step Nascent Soul Elder, he had a vague guess that there might be something going on.
Could it be that I guessed wrong?
When Han Mo returned to the Han family with such doubts, the crowd at the Ascension Conference venue had already begun to leave in an orderly manner.
High in the sky, two figures stood side by side, looking at the crowd gradually dispersing below, seemingly talking about something.
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, have you found anything today?"
"Your Excellency the Holy Envoy, today's meeting was peaceful and nothing happened. Even though I monitored the entire meeting with my spiritual sense, I did not find anything unusual."
Zhenren Minghe looked at the woman in front of him who had the same Jindan cultivation level as him but was too young, and spoke respectfully.
An elder from one of the six sects who was half a step into the Nascent Soul stage actually behaved so respectfully in front of a female cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage. If he were seen by the disciples from the six sects in the venue, they would probably drop their eyes to the ground in amazement.
However, if the disciples of the six sects knew the identity of the female cultivator, they would find it completely reasonable.
It was simply because this Jindan girl was the direct descendant of the Forgetful Holy Land who had watched the battle in the stands for a while and then disappeared, the current Forgetful Holy Land - Shang Xiufang.
When the direct descendants of the holy land travel outside, they are usually called "Holy Envoy" by outsiders.
"Really? The demons are cunning. Maybe they deliberately didn't make any moves today just to make us let down our guard."
"Your Excellency the Holy Envoy is right, but... I have something to say but I don't know whether I should say it or not."
"That's fine, Fellow Daoist Minghe, just speak up."
“I’m wondering if the information provided by your men is wrong, or if there is some misunderstanding.
You should also know that our Tianhai Province is located in a remote place with scarce resources and insufficient spiritual energy. How could the demons go to such great lengths to cause trouble at such a remote place and do such a thankless task?"
Minghe seemed to be talking about misunderstanding, but in fact he was trying to find out the real purpose of Modao indirectly.
The reason for this was that this Saint Lady of Forgetfulness had suddenly approached him five days ago and informed him that the Great Zhou demonic forces, which were hostile to the five holy places, would cause trouble at the Ascension Conference in Tianhai Province in the near future.
Naturally, he had no doubts about the powerful intelligence capabilities of the Holy Land, but he didn't believe that the Demonic Path would target their small sects in Tianhai Province for no reason.
There must be some other purpose behind this.
"This is related to an old incident in my Forgetfulness Holy Land. You don't need to ask about the reason, fellow Daoist Minghe. Just strengthen your defense tomorrow."
"Well... well, I will follow the orders of the Holy Envoy."
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Han Mo naturally didn't know that the seemingly stable Ascension Conference actually had undercurrents behind it. Of course, all this had nothing to do with him. After all, he planned to abstain tomorrow and was not even going to be present.
At this moment, he had just arrived home by car, and before he had time to report the good news to Han Feiyu, the servant informed him that a guest had come to visit and was waiting for him in the side hall.
"Murong Ying...Fairy?! Why did you come to my Han family?"
"Hush, Prince Han, keep your voice down. I came to visit you secretly without telling the Sword Sect."
"..."
Han Mo never expected that Murong Ying would come to him in person just after the Ascension Conference ended, and arrived before him.
what happened?
Your Excellency the Saint, aren't you afraid that you are walking into a trap?
As long as I give the order, more than a dozen Jindan masters in the Marquis' Mansion will come out together and capture you in one fell swoop.
Then I will lock you up in the dungeon and torture you with whips, rubber sticks and other instruments. How will you respond then?
Although the two reached a gentleman's agreement, good and evil cannot coexist since ancient times. Even if Han Mo broke the agreement on the spot and ordered the arrest of Murong Ying, there would be no big problem.
After all, there is no need for a reason to arrest a demon woman who is hated by everyone.
"Hehehe~ Let me guess, what is Prince Han thinking about now?
Are you thinking that I, the saint, am walking into a trap? You can easily catch me with just one order.
Then you can lock me up in the dark and damp basement and do whatever you want..."
Han Mo: "?!!"
Han Mo was a little surprised. Although the other party was exaggerating a bit, he roughly guessed what he was thinking.
Is this the evil witch who plays with people’s hearts?
"Looking at Prince Han's expression, I think this Saint Lady must have guessed correctly. Let me think about it. Prince Han is a well-known playboy. In your basement, there must be many torture instruments that women would turn pale at the mere mention of them.
Not to mention those bras that are as thin as strings, nor those vibrating wooden glues driven by spiritual power.
Take the ropes, brushes, rubber bands...
There are also some small wooden clamps, small bells, needles...
Even candles, leather tubes, tape made of bone glue, and a small steel ball strung together.
At first glance, these things look normal, but at the same time, they are very abnormal when placed in Han Shizi's torture room.
For example, a brush may seem to be used for writing, but it also depends on where it is written. For example, Prince Han may want to practice writing on his thigh. "
Han Mo: "???"
No, I don't have any of that weird stuff in my basement, and I don't practice calligraphy on other people's thighs.
“For example, the wooden clip looks like a clothespin, but it depends on whether it is clothespin or something else.
And that string of steel beads, Prince Han, are you planning to put it in..."
"Okay, Murong Ying, what on earth are you doing here?"
Seeing that the teasing of the evil woman was becoming more and more excessive and was vaguely crossing the red line that would not pass the review, Han Mo directly interrupted her.
There is no way, Han Mo claims to be a modern man and is well-informed.
I have seen many types of dramas, such as Moderator, Bika, Chaos Heart Sea, Ippondo, Tokyo is Hot, and Woodpecker. I can be considered an old driver.
But compared with this Acacia witch, she is still far behind.
At least he couldn't do it like the witch, driving the car without changing his expression or heart beating.
"That's right, Prince Han, if you had really ordered me to be arrested just now, you would be the one who regrets it.
Let me tell you a secret, this Saint Girl did not come here alone, but was accompanied by my uncle."
"Uncle Master?"
"He is not the uncle of Xinghe Sword Sect, but my uncle of Yin Yang Hehe Sect. He is also my aunt, a great master in the Nascent Soul Stage!"
My goodness, no wonder this witch dared to visit me so confidently.
Han Mo also knew that most of the direct disciples of these major sects had connections with high-level officials, but he did not expect that this evil woman would think so highly of him and even bring a bodyguard in the Nascent Soul stage to see him.
Am I that dangerous, or do I look like the kind of person who would pull out… ahem, turn against me?