"You're quite impressive. To actually reach the Foundation Building Realm on Earth, your talent certainly justifies your pride," Mo Wuji said calmly.

He wasn't being sarcastic. For Xia Zhi to cultivate to the Foundation Building Realm on Earth, a place with such scarce resources and almost no spiritual energy, in just a few decades, was truly the mark of a genius among geniuses. Someone like that, even in the cultivation world, would be a core disciple of any sect.

"You can actually see my cultivation level?" Xia Zhi's face paled slightly. He saw Mo Wuji as an ordinary mortal, yet Mo Wuji could see his specific cultivation level. How terrifying was that?

"What is your relationship with Xia Ruoyin?" Mo Wuji's tone was cold. He sensed that this Xia Zhi must have some connection to Xia Ruoyin.

Xia Zhi said sternly, "Xia Ruoyin is my sister. My sister's cultivation is a hundred times stronger than mine. If you attack me, my sister will surely return in the future and kill you to avenge me."

"Oh, Xia Ruoyin has left Earth?" Mo Wuji frowned slightly. Even if Xia Ruoyin cultivated, she couldn't have reached a very high level on Earth. Even if her talent was higher than Xia Zhi's, she wouldn't be able to leave Earth, right?

The mindset of a cultivator allowed Xia Zhi to quickly calm down. He took a breath and said, "I still have one of your disciples in my hands. I've already used a unique method to restrain her. If..."

Before Xia Zhi could finish his words, Mo Wuji suddenly reached out and grabbed in the air, then pinched two fine needles like cow hair and said, "Are you talking about these two needles?"

"You..." The composure Xia Zhi had just regained completely shattered. Cold sweat poured down his back like a waterfall, instantly soaking his clothes.

The more one cultivates and the stronger one becomes, the more one cherishes their life. Xia Zhi, a strongman standing above everyone else, treasured his life far more than the average person.

Mo Wuji could casually grab in the air and retrieve the Soul Locking Needles from Tan Zhenman and Xi Li's bodies, thousands of miles away in Qishu City. This kind of strength was completely beyond his comprehension.

"Tell me where Xia Ruoyin went and how she left. I'll give you a whole corpse," Mo Wuji's tone was cold.

"You must be Mo Wuji. You and Xia Ruoyin of my Xia family can be considered friends. We are all cultivators. Now you are dealing with us mortals like this, don't you feel ashamed?" Xia Zhi finally understood that the person in front of him was not a descendant of Mo Wuji, but Mo Wuji himself.

People of the Xia family could cultivate and maintain their appearance unchanged for decades. Why couldn't Mo Wuji? Back then, Xia Ruoyin even needed to get a medicinal liquid formula from Mo Wuji before cultivating.

"I don't know, you can't kill me..." Xia Zhi couldn't move, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

Mo Wuji didn't bother to waste any more words. A divine thought directly penetrated Xia Zhi's mind.

In just a few breaths, Mo Wuji withdrew his divine thought, his face somewhat unsightly. Xia Zhi really didn't know how Xia Ruoyin left Earth. He only knew that Xia Ruoyin had left Earth. The cultivation method he practiced was given to him by Xia Ruoyin. At the same time, Xia Ruoyin also told him to focus on cultivation, and she would come back to take Xia Zhi away.

Mo Wuji didn't have the patience to stay here any longer. He stretched out his hand and extracted a drop of blood from Xia Zhi's brow. He took this drop of blood into the void, and then one rune after another was injected into this drop of blood. Invisible ripples formed around the blood, spreading out like dropping a small pebble into a calm lake.

Letting the drop of blood float in the air, Mo Wuji didn't ask any more questions and turned to walk out of the Xia family's conference hall. At the same time, the shackles of more than a dozen people locked in the Xia family's dungeon automatically broke, and all the intelligent doors of the dungeon also automatically opened.

It wasn't until Mo Wuji's figure disappeared that Xia You exhaled and said, "Uncle Zhi, is that person really Mo Wuji?"

Xia Zhidao's face was pale. He also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's right, that person is indeed Mo Wuji. Ruoyin killed him back then, I didn't expect that he was not killed..."

"What's wrong?" Hearing Xia Zhidao's words abruptly stop, Xia You quickly asked.

Xia Zhidao frowned and said, "That's not right. I'm sure Mo Wuji was killed..."

Back then, he and Xia Ziding were also outside that laboratory. He clearly remembered that after Xia Ruoyin stabbed Mo Wuji, Xia Ruoyin's father followed her into the laboratory and stabbed Mo Wuji dozens of times with a knife, almost cutting off Mo Wuji's head. How could Mo Wuji not have died from such terrible injuries?

If Mo Wuji died, then who was it that came just now?

Xia Zhi suddenly felt that he could move again. He stood up and said, "I must leave here immediately. Mo Wuji didn't move us this time, but it's hard to say next time..."

Xia Zhi's words stopped abruptly. A look of fear and disbelief appeared in his eyes. In just a moment, his body directly exploded.

As if starting a trend, after Xia Zhi's body exploded, Xia You to Xia Zhidao, one by one, their bodies quickly exploded.

In the Bloodline Slaughtering Art (问血斩杀神通) that Mo Wuji cast, all Xia family males, as long as they reached the age of fifteen, would be killed by this Bloodline Art. No matter where they were, as long as they were still on Earth, they couldn't escape.

This conference room was full of the Xia family's senior management. In Mo Wuji's view, they must all be direct descendants of the Xia family. He didn't expect that there were actually two people who were safe and sound.

The conference hall was filled with a bloody aura. The two people stood up trembling. They looked at each other and rushed out without hesitation. Even idiots knew that they were not from the Xia family at all. It was precisely because they had nothing to do with the Xia family that they escaped.

Not to mention that the two knew that they were not from the Xia family, even if they were still from the Xia family, they would not continue to admit that they came from the Xia family after escaping this disaster.

...

Mo Wuji slowly walked out of Jingyang City, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed. The thing that had been stuck in his heart like a thorn had disappeared without a trace.

Mo Wuji didn't feel any guilt for directly killing all the male descendants of the Xia family over the age of fifteen. Xia Ruoyin killed him back then without asking any questions, even though he was still Xia Ruoyin's lover. It could be seen that the Xia family's methods towards others were even more vicious.

Compared to other cultivators, he still had his bottom line. If other cultivators came, even the most peaceful ones, they would probably exterminate the entire Xia family.

From now on, his affairs with Xia Ruoyin were completely over. At this moment, Xia Ruoyin was no different from people like Lun Cai and Murong Xiangyu in his eyes.

Mo Wuji stared at Jingshou Mountain for a long time before taking a step and disappearing without a trace. He was preparing to set up a protective array and a heaven and earth spiritual energy restoration array for Earth.

With his strength and array skills, he could also set up a star system protection array. The great array to purify the heaven and earth spiritual energy of the earth was not worth mentioning to him.

One top-level array flag after another was integrated by Mo Wuji into the void around the earth, and a faint fairy spirit breath was also penetrated into it by Mo Wuji.

The layer of gray dust covering the surface of the earth quickly gathered at this moment, as if there was a large suction cup that could classify and identify, sucking away all the dust. The damaged atmosphere was also quickly repaired by Mo Wuji's protective array.

In places on Earth that had not seen sunlight for a long time, sparse light had appeared.

...

Guicheng City, a medium-sized city, was where Xian Zhiyang's home was located.

The Xian family in Guicheng could only be considered an ordinary family. Because Xian Donghai of the Xian family had a good business mind, he earned some money and used it to create a mold company. Therefore, the rest of the Xian family were attached to Xian Donghai's mold company, and each even had a very small number of shares.

However, the Xian family had been constantly arguing recently. The reason was simple: Xian Donghai's son, Xian Zhiyang, suddenly returned from school and started investing in real estate.

How much money could a very ordinary mold company earn? Even if land was cheap now, Xian Zhiyang's actions were causing the cash flow to break.

"We don't want to continue arguing. You convert our shares into money and give it to us. We won't interfere even if you want to buy the Earth," Xian Dongxi, Xian Donghai's younger brother, had the most shares, a full seven points.

"If Donghai hadn't brought you into the mold company, you would still be looking for work," Xian Donghai's wife said angrily. These brothers and sisters were indeed ingrates, completely forgetting how Donghai treated them back then.

"How much money?" Xian Donghai no longer had the strength to scold his son. Now he had to find a way to raise the money for these relatives who were asking him for money.

"Our combined shares are thirteen points, totaling 5.21 million. We don't want you to give us more, just give us five million," Xian Dongxi said again.

This time, before Xian Donghai could speak, Xian Zhiyang stood up and said, "Dad, I'll borrow the money."

After Xian Zhiyang finished speaking, he directly dialed Tan Zhenman's number. His relationship with Tan Zhenman was general, or even non-existent. Mo Wuji told him to invest in real estate in the first place. He wanted to ask if Tan Zhenman had passed the Samsung assessment. If Tan Zhenman passed the Samsung assessment, then it meant that he hadn't misjudged, and Mo Wuji was really capable. In that case, he planned to borrow money from Tan Zhenman, knowing that the Tan family was much richer than his Xian family.

If Tan Zhenman didn't pass the Samsung assessment, then he could only find a way to sell those lands at a cheaper price and raise five million for these wolfish relatives.

...

At the Star Gazing Plaza in Qishu City, Xi Li and Tan Zhenman looked at each other in dismay. They had been trapped here for many days, and even their meals were lunch boxes purchased by staff. Just now, the two of them simultaneously felt that the cow hair-like needles that could kill them at any time had disappeared. They had a feeling that no matter how many steps they took, there would be no problem. Not only that, but both of their powers had been fully restored.

"What's going on?" Tan Zhenman asked in disbelief.

Xi Li had more experience. Although it was very strange, he still felt that someone had removed the cow hair-like needles from their brains from afar.

"Zhenman, someone must have helped and removed the needle from us," Xi Li himself found it hard to believe his words, but he still had this feeling.

(That's it for today, good night friends!)