Murong Mou's talent was the number one prodigy of the Murong family before Murong Ce was born.
His talent was naturally extraordinary.
He had even reached the Peak Stage Qianyuan Realm.
Murong Mou had cultivated many years earlier than Murong Ce after all.
Murong Mou walked out of the crowd and stood opposite Ye Qiubai. He looked at the wooden sword in Ye Qiubai's hand and couldn't help but frown. "You're only going to use this piece of wood?"
Ye Qiubai chuckled. "Is it not enough?"
His words were natural.
It was as if he was stating the truth.
However, it was this sort of tone that made Murong Mou a bit angry.
He felt that he had been looked down upon.
"I heard that you're very good at fighting above your level. I won't lower my cultivation level. What do you think?"
Ye Qiubai nodded.
In reality, it did not matter to him whether the other party suppressed his realm or not.