"King... King of the Heavenly Realm?" Luo Jue's eyes were filled with endless shock and disbelief, along with a trace of helplessness. He barely stabilized his figure in the void, then gave a wry smile: "Worthy of being the King of the Heavenly Realm, a young monarch... truly formidable! I've lost. Chu Mo, kill or flay me, as you wish!"

Chu Mo smiled: "Between us, there is no deep hatred, why should I kill you?"

Luo Jue lifted his head, gazing at Chu Mo, and after a long stare, he finally sighed deeply: "Old waves are pushed forward by new ones; I really am old now."

After saying this, a defeated aura enveloped Luo Jue. His essence energy weakened significantly. This is the result of a cultivator being completely suppressed.

Those followers of Luo Jue below all watched with heavy hearts, some even couldn't help shedding tears.

This is the change and transition of eras; there will always be new people standing up, replacing the old, and taking over the positions of the old.

Indeed, the King of the heavenly road stood no chance in front of the King of the Heavenly Realm.

Chu Mo looked at Luo Jue and said: "What? The mighty King of the heavenly road, just giving up like that?"

Luo Jue replied solemnly: "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated, does Young Master Chu intend to force Luo Jue to take his own life?"

Chu Mo shook his head: "I didn't think so, Luo Jue, are you willing to follow me?"

Upon hearing this, all of Luo Jue's followers were dumbstruck. They nearly turned into statues, almost losing the ability to think. They thought to themselves, has Chu Mo gone mad? How could he ask the King of the heavenly road to follow him? What a joke! Even if you really are the King of the Heavenly Realm, you are just a Quasi-Supreme. Why would a cultivator of the same realm follow you?

Qi Xiaoyu was also slightly startled, then she remembered something, shook her head, and sighed softly. My husband is indeed preparing for the arrival of the Demon Clan in twenty years. If it were the previous Chu Mo, he would never have said such words.

The current Chu Mo, nearly obsessive in his quest for power, would subconsciously want to keep any strong or potentially strong cultivators close to him. Not to display the might of the King of the Heavenly Realm, but purely thinking about having more assurance when the Demon Clan arrives in twenty years!

But this way, you'll be exhausted! Because not everyone can understand your good intentions.

Qi Xiaoyu felt sorry for Chu Mo, yet couldn't say anything.

Luo Jue also paused, staring blankly at Chu Mo: "Are you insane?"

Chu Mo shook his head, then suddenly said: "If I take you away from the heavenly road, would you be willing to follow me for thirty years?"

Luo Jue looked at Chu Mo, furrowed his brow and said: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Luo Jue's followers, originally thought the King of the heavenly road would sternly rebuke and reject Chu Mo, but instead, Luo Jue seemed a bit tempted. This was unbelievable to them. Could the temptation of leaving the heavenly road really be so great as to discard even their dignity? The mighty King of the heavenly road, becoming a follower of a young man?

Chu Mo casually waved his hand, forming a barrier. Some matters, he preferred not many people to know right now.

"Twenty years later, the Demon Clan will inevitably descend onto the Yanhuang region," Chu Mo said, looking at Luo Jue. "I hope you can help me."

"Why should I help you? Even if the Demon Clan descends to the Yanhuang region, they won't be able to breach my heavenly road," Luo Jue looked at Chu Mo indifferently.

"Not even the Demon Lord? For the supremes, this heavenly road is as easy to enter and leave as they wish," said Chu Mo calmly. "Even if the Demon Clan initially spares this place due to suppressing the Heavenly Realm, over time, would they genuinely ignore such an excellent cultivation spot?"

"So what? We have lived here generationally, uninvolved with the world!" Luo Jue replied indifferently. "We can't even leave this heavenly road ourselves; if the Demon Clan manages to enter, must they necessary provoke us?"

Chu Mo shook his head with a smile: "The Heavenly Realm never provoked the Demon Clan either, but the Demon Clan won'€™t spare the Heavenly Realm. Also, friend Luo Jue, if I remember correctly, all of you so-called natives of the heavenly road are actually descendants of the Yanhuang region. You all are children of Yanhuang! Can you really just watch indifferently as the Demon Clan utterly destroys the Yanhuang region?"

Luo Jue said coldly: "Don't pressure me with grand talks of national righteousness. We are true cultivators of the heavenly road now, with little connection to the Yanhuang region!"

Chu Mo sighed: "If that's the case, never mind then, friend Luo Jue, let's consider I never spoke. But there is one thing I must inform you. From now on, more cultivators from the Heavenly Realm will enter the heavenly road. They might not even have reached the ascension phase in cultivation. I need this road to quickly enhance their combat abilities. You don't mind that, right? Even if you do, hold back on it for now. Twenty years won't exhaust the spirit energy of this heavenly road. Perhaps, after twenty years, the ones coming will be the Demon Clan."

"You..." Luo Jue's face turned iron blue with anger at Chu Mo's words. He thought to himself, what does it mean to hold back even if you have objections? What does it mean that twenty years won't exhaust the resources of this heavenly road? If you continuously bring people into this heavenly road, it might not last even ten years before the entire road is completely depleted!

"Fellow Daoist, you must understand one thing; I am informing you, not consulting with you," Chu Mo said seriously. "Actually, even if the resources on this heavenly road are completely exhausted, it doesn't affect me much. What I want is for the cultivators of the Heavenly Realm to make significant progress within these twenty years! Otherwise, when the Demon Clan arrives one day, they won't even have the strength to fight back."

Luo Jue glared at Chu Mo with rage: "What do you gain from doing this? Chu Mo, with your current strength, you could take your family and friends and flee far away, avoiding direct conflict with the Demon Clan. I believe they wouldn't specifically seek you out to cause trouble."

Chu Mo looked at Luo Jue: "There are some principles you don't understand. Even if your cultivation is unparalleled and your achievements are monumental, you still don't get it. I have a home; my home is called the Yanhuang territories!"

After saying this, Chu Mo glanced at Xiaoyu below, then said, "Let's go."

At this moment, Xiaoyu reluctantly gazed at Luo Jue's ancient palace complex.

Chu Mo suddenly realized, looked at Luo Jue who still stood in the void in contemplation, and said, "Fellow Daoist, your palace is quite nice, my wife quite likes it. I'll take it with me, you can have someone build another one."

As he spoke, Chu Mo made his move. A huge hand reached out from the sky towards the palace complex, grabbing the entire land with an open palm. Immediately, countless people panicked and flew in all directions.

Luo Jue roared furiously, "Chu Mo, you're going too far!"

"Just a palace, why be so petty? Is your life not even worth a palace?" Chu Mo drawled, "Consider it a wedding gift for me and my wife!"

Qi Xiaoyu smiled radiantly and nodded repeatedly.

Luo Jue was fuming to the point of smoking, almost dying of anger. He thought, who the hell wants to congratulate you on your marriage? How shameless can you and your wife be? Although about to die from anger, Luo Jue did not stop Chu Mo. Just a palace complex, though painful, it wasn't something he couldn't give away. The real issue was, it was too humiliating! How could the king of the heavenly road, having his residence snatched away, show his face ever again?

Seeing the saddened and indignant faces of his subordinates, Luo Jue sighed and asked, "Do you want to go to the Heavenly Realm? Do you want to fight the Demon Clan?"

The crowd was stunned, then one person said, "Your Majesty, we are not afraid to fight the Demon Clan, not afraid to die in battle!"

Another said, "Your Majesty, we want to go to the Heavenly Realm."

Someone murmured softly, "Actually, Young Master Chu isn't wrong, we truly are descendants of Yanhuang... it's just that we have been away from home for too long."

"Who wouldn't want to go back if they could?"

Luo Jue finally sighed deeply, then looked at Chu Mo: "One last curse at you, you scoundrel, I can't beat you, I'm no match for you. I can't outtalk you, you're too quick-witted. Even my residence has been taken by you. It seems there's only one way left—to leave with you. So be it! I, Luo Jue, am willing to follow you! Not just for thirty years, but for a lifetime!"

"Hm?" Chu Mo raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

Luo Jue continued, "In this life, once you've bowed your head, even if you can look up later, you've still bowed once. What difference does it make whether I serve you for thirty years or a lifetime? Perhaps, I might die in battle long before thirty years pass."

Chu Mo was quite moved, and earnestly said to Luo Jue: "It's fortunate for the Heavenly Realm and the whole Yanhuang territories that you can make such a choice, Fellow Daoist. Rest assured, I won't let you follow me in vain. Isn't your greatest wish to achieve Dao? If there's an opportunity, let's achieve Dao together!"

Luo Jue's eyes suddenly emitted a brilliant light. His spirit and essence energy surged once again. What others might say casually, coming from Chu Mo made a big difference!

If someone else had said it, Luo Jue surely would have scoffed. But if Chu Mo said it, Luo Jue truly felt it was credible.

Not to mention anything else, in just a few years' time, Chu Mo advanced from the peak of true immortal to the Quasi-Supreme Realm, which was utterly unbelievable and incomprehensible! Such a man's qi movement might indeed have a chance to break through the seals of Heaven and Earth!

"Alright, just for this statement, fellow Young Master, I'll follow you!" Luo Jue, obsessed with martial arts and cultivation, was always straightforward in his actions. He immediately paid his respects to Chu Mo and became his follower!

A Quasi-Supreme follower...In an epoch before, it might not have mattered. But today, such an event could shock the entire world!

Qi Xiaoyu gazed adoringly at Chu Mo, her lips curving into a slight smile: My brother is the best!

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