The Green Lion Ancestor’s expression darkened. He had not expected Ancestor Zi Lan to truly intend to make a move.
At any other time, he would not have feared her.
But now it was different. Just as Ancestor Zi Lan had said, although his cultivation was higher than hers, he had no confidence that he could fully protect the Saint Son.
If the Saint Son were to fall here, he would find it difficult to answer to the Holy King.
The Green Lion Ancestor’s expression shifted several times, but in the end he returned to normal and laughed loudly, saying, “Zi Lan, it has been more than a hundred years. Why are you still so impulsive?
The Saint Son of my Lion King Ridge is indeed here, but is not the Saint Son of your White Sacred Mountain also present?
If we really fight, I am afraid no one will come out well. Why must it come to this?”
“Since you are afraid that I will slaughter your Saint Son, then show me some respect!”
Ancestor Zi Lan snorted coldly. Seeing that the other party was unwilling to act, she slightly restrained her ancestral realm domain and did not let it continue to spread, though she did not completely withdraw it. She stared at the other party with a cold expression and said in a deep voice, “Even if the White Saint is no longer here, my White Sacred Mountain is not something just anyone can bully!”
“Senior, you misunderstand. We are not here to make enemies. It is just that this Saint Son heard that your White Sacred Mountain recently chose a female demon as the Saintess, so I was very curious and wanted to see the elegance of your White Sacred Mountain’s Saintess!”
At this moment, the golden haired young man, who had not expressed any stance until now, finally spoke.
He wore a smile on his face as his gaze swept over Yun Rou, Hei Yi, Bai Shuang, and the other women, then he smiled and said, “May I ask which of these beauties is the Saintess of White Sacred Mountain?”
“You are the Saint Son of Lion King Ridge, right?”
Just as Yun Rou was about to speak, Mo Fan stepped forward and asked first.
“That is right, I am the Saint Son of Lion King Ridge. And which head are you?”
The golden haired young man looked at Mo Fan, and when he discovered that Mo Fan was also only at the King realm, he immediately frowned and said, “Is there even a place for you to speak here?”
Mo Fan’s eyes flickered slightly when he heard this, but he did not get angry. Instead, he rolled his eyes, turned his head, and said to Feng Gu, who was ready to watch the show, “Saint Son, he is scolding you!”
“……”
Feng Gu’s face twitched as he said angrily, “Laibao, do you think I am deaf? He is clearly scolding you!”
“So the Saint Son also knows that he is scolding me?”
Mo Fan looked enlightened, then said helplessly, “I am accompanying you on the orders of the Holy King. In other words, I am your demon and represent you and the Holy King. If this guy scolds me, is that not indirectly scolding you, Saint Son?”
“……”
This time, it was not only Feng Gu whose face twitched. A group of great demons were left speechless.
Mo Fan’s reasoning was somewhat far fetched.
Even the golden haired young man’s face twitched slightly, but he quickly looked at Feng Gu, his eyes narrowing as he said, “So you are the Saint Son of Phoenix Cry Mountain, Feng Gu?”
Seeing this, Mo Fan immediately took a step back to Feng Gu’s side and said to him, “Saint Son, he is calling you!”
“I am not deaf!”
Feng Gu rolled his eyes. Although he understood that Mo Fan was diverting trouble elsewhere, he did not care and immediately nodded, saying, “That is right, I am Feng Gu!”
Seeing Feng Gu admit it, the golden haired young man’s eyes grew even brighter. He grinned and said, “I have long heard that your strength is extraordinary, that you possess the legendary Phoenix Divine Body. When you were at the Demon General realm, you were hunted by an ancestral realm great demon, yet you miraculously survived!
Later, after stepping into the King realm, you went to a secret realm in the sea region, where you were besieged by powerful human cultivators. Not only did you survive, you even slew an old monster at the human Nascent Soul stage!
Since then, you have been hailed as the number one Saint Son of the Hundred Thousand Mountains!”
The number one Saint Son of the Hundred Thousand Mountains?
Mo Fan was immediately surprised when he heard this. He turned his head and glanced at the fair skinned young man beside him, but no matter how he looked, he could not connect him with the so called number one Saint Son.
“This guy is clearly just a pretty boy. Is he really that powerful?”
Mo Fan muttered to himself, because the feats spoken by the golden haired young man were simply too astonishing.
He swept his gaze around and discovered that apart from Ancestor Bai Lu and Ancestor Zi Lan, who remained calm, even Zhan Feng and his wife and Bai Feng were all wearing shocked expressions.
Clearly, this was also the first time they had heard of Feng Gu’s achievements.
“You know quite a lot about this Saint Son’s feats!”
Feng Gu looked at the golden haired young man with some surprise.
His words undoubtedly confirmed those achievements, which immediately made Mo Fan look at Feng Gu in a new light.
Surviving an ancestral realm great demon’s pursuit at the Demon General realm.
Breaking out of an encirclement at the Demon King realm, and even crossing realms to kill a human Nascent Soul cultivator.
Either of these feats alone was enough to deeply shock Mo Fan.
“No wonder he is hailed as the number one Saint Son of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. These achievements are indeed astonishing!”
Mo Fan murmured to himself, but then he added softly, “Though compared to this king, he is only just passable!”
Mo Fan was not boasting. When he was at the Demon General realm, he had already slain an ancestral realm great demon. In terms of achievements, he could leave Feng Gu an entire mountain range behind.
Although he had killed Lei Yu Zidian by making use of the rules of the Dragon Ruins Land, that was still an undeniable fact.
“I not only know your achievements, I am also very interested in you!”
The golden haired young man smiled, then pushed away the female demon in his arms, stepped forward, and grinned at Feng Gu as he said, “Feng Gu, do you know who I am?”
“Oh?”
Feng Gu raised an eyebrow, then shook his head and said, “I do not know, and I am not interested in knowing!”
“You…!”
The golden haired young man was immediately at a loss for words and felt a surge of anger, but he quickly calmed down and sneered, “It does not matter if you do not know. I am the Saint Son of Lion King Ridge, Qing Hou!”
“I believe you should have heard of my great name!”
“Sorry, I have not heard of it!”
Feng Gu shrugged, then said to the stiff faced Qing Hou, “It might be a bit of a blow to your self esteem, but this Saint Son never lies. I truly have not heard your name!”
As soon as these words were spoken, regardless of how Qing Hou felt, even Mo Fan’s face twitched as he thought, “Is this guy not satisfied with hurting him once, so he went for a second round?”
At this moment, Mo Fan finally understood why the Fire Phoenix Holy King had asked him to accompany them. This Saint Son was simply too straightforward. If he was not watched closely, he really might cause a lot of trouble.
“You… you must be doing this on purpose! How could you not have heard of this Saint Son’s name?!”
Qing Hou roared in anger, feeling close to losing control.
“I am very sorry. Not only you, I know very few of the other Saint Sons as well, because in this Saint Son’s eyes, only those truly capable of fighting me are worthy of being remembered!”
Feng Gu spread his hands, and Mo Fan could not help but raise a hand to his forehead.
This time, even Ancestor Bai Lu could not help but turn his head to take another look at their own Saint Son.
Alright then, three times in a row.
Qing Hou lowered his head at this moment, veins bulging on his forehead. He clenched his fists tightly, his tall and burly body trembling slightly.
“Is this guy about to explode?”
Mo Fan’s eyes lit up immediately when he saw this, then he winked at Yun Rou on the other side, who was still wearing a shocked expression.
Yun Rou: “……”
Although speechless, Yun Rou understood Mo Fan’s intention. She knew that he was deliberately diverting trouble, with the purpose of removing himself from this incident.
Thinking of this, Yun Rou’s gaze towards Mo Fan became much gentler.
“You bastard… too hateful!”
“This is simply bullying demons too much!!”
Qing Hou suddenly raised his head. His eyes turned blood red as he stared fiercely at Feng Gu.
“Oh! The anger meter is full!”
“Effect doubled!”
Mo Fan’s eyes shone as he immediately revealed an excited expression.
