Innocent and innocent, Qin Run Dynasty

After Dong Hong Yun learned that Mo Yun Jue was a cultivator from the Qianfeng Dynasty, his expression changed slightly.

The cultivators from the Qianfeng Dynasty were known for their formidable strength, and he had heard that the team from their dynasty in this competition was exceptionally strong.

However, since participating in the assessment until now, he hadn't encountered any cultivators from the Qianfeng Dynasty.

Originally, the situation was set in stone, but once cultivators from the Qianfeng Dynasty got involved, combined with the strength of the Wan Yun Dynasty cultivators, they would have no chance of winning.

"Master Mo, we have no grievances between us. Why must you intervene?" Dong Hong Yun suppressed his disdainful expression and lowered his stance.

He didn't want to let go of the Immortal Spirit Grass that was within his grasp.

Mo Yun Jue glanced at Dong Hong Yun and smirked arrogantly, "If you give the Immortal Spirit Grass to me, I won't make a move. How about it?"

Hearing Mo Yun Jue's words, Dong Hong Yun's face instantly turned unsightly, and his gaze towards Mo Yun Jue was filled with dissatisfaction.

If he hadn't set his sights on this Immortal Spirit Grass, they wouldn't need to confront the cultivators from the Wan Yun Dynasty in the first place.

Mo Yun Jue clearly took advantage of the standoff between their two teams and wanted to make outrageous demands!

However, in the current situation, Mo Yun Jue's words carried weight.

If he didn't agree, the combined forces of the Qianfeng Dynasty and the Wan Yun Dynasty would result in their team having only one outcome—defeat!

If he agreed, then this competition would be completely unnecessary.

Suddenly, Dong Hong Yun looked at Pan Zi Mo and said, "Pan Zi Mo, do you intend to just hand over the Immortal Spirit Grass?"

Dong Hong Yun squinted his eyes, emitting a sly and sinister light. He simply didn't believe that Pan Zi Mo would so readily hand over the Immortal Spirit Grass!

Mo Yun Jue's attitude had already made it clear that they were all people who sought personal gain.

Even if Mo Yun Jue helped defeat them, Pan Zi Mo wouldn't obtain the Immortal Spirit Grass.

He believed that Pan Zi Mo wouldn't be willing.

Facing Dong Hong Yun's confident gaze, Pan Zi Mo's eyes grew colder and more determined.

"Compared to despicable people like you, I would rather give the Immortal Spirit Grass to Master Mo!"

Pan Zi Mo answered without hesitation. Ever since Mo Yun Jue appeared, he had already made up his mind about the outcome.

When the other cultivators from the Wan Yun Dynasty heard Pan Zi Mo's decision, a trace of surprise appeared in their eyes. However, after careful consideration, their doubts and reluctance gradually dissipated.

Compared to having it taken by the Qin Run Dynasty's cultivators, giving it to Mo Yun Jue preserved their dignity even more.

In the current assessment competition, they represented not only themselves but also the face of the Wan Yun Dynasty!

Regardless, they couldn't afford to lose to Dong Hong Yun!

Upon hearing Pan Zi Mo's response, Dong Hong Yun couldn't help but freeze.

He looked at Pan Zi Mo incredulously, wondering if he had misheard.

However, the resolute expression on Pan Zi Mo's face clearly told him that it was true!

For a moment, the cultivators from the Qin Run Dynasty's faces turned unsightly. The awkward situation seemed to have shifted from the Wan Yun Dynasty's cultivators to them.

If they were to leave in such a dejected manner, it would truly be a loss of face.

If they were to engage in a battle here, it would only result in losses for their team.

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