Chapter 882: Moye Xingyue

Liangqiu, Chiyue, Sikong…

The three nearby overlord-level tribes.

They had all dispatched the Prodigy geniuses of their tribes, personally led by their Old Ancestors, to head toward the Nantian Gate.

One must know that even though this was within the sphere of influence of the Heavenly God Palace…

It was not without danger.

In fact, there were even more dangers…

However, these dangers were not caused by Yao Beasts…

But rather by wars between tribes.

Especially recently, as it was the time for the Nantian Gate's recruitment.

Hostile tribes, in order to prevent their rivals' Prodigy geniuses from joining the Nantian Gate, would often dispatch experts to carry out ambushes!

This sort of thing was no secret and had happened many times before; many young geniuses of various tribes had been slain by hostile forces on their way to the Nantian Gate…

At this time, Xiao Fan and Wei Zhongshan were traveling very inconspicuously…

Even their flight speed was greatly reduced, proceeding only at the speed of the Yuanhun Realm.

And the Realm the two displayed was the third level of the Yuanhun Realm.

After all, how could a small tribe like the Guyue Tribe produce a top-tier Prodigy?

If they displayed a cultivation base that was too high, it would instead draw suspicion from others…

"Big brother, how much longer until we arrive…"

While they were in flight, Wei Zhongshan asked.

Flying at such a slow speed actually filled his heart with frustration…

It felt as if his hands and feet were bound, making him feel extremely uncomfortable…

"At this speed… it will take another five days."

Xiao Fan said. In fact, with Xiao Fan's current strength, if he traveled at full speed, he could probably arrive in less than half a day.

But for the sake of keeping a low profile, he could only do this…

Moreover, arriving too early and being unable to enter the Heavenly God Palace wouldn't be a good thing; it would only attract more attention.

Wei Zhongshan sighed silently. What could he say about his big brother's decision…

And he also knew that his big brother was doing the right thing.

Half a day later…

"Help… help me…"

"Hahaha… stop screaming, Moye Xingyue of the Mo Ye Tribe… Hahaha… what a beauty. It's a pity you're going to die here!!"

"A pity, such a good-looking beauty… if we could take her back and make her a slave for us brothers, hahaha… just thinking about it is satisfying."

"She is a member of the Mo Ye Tribe, she must be killed… My brother was killed by the Mo Ye Family back then…"

"…"

From ahead of Xiao Fan and Wei Zhongshan came the cries for help from a woman…

Along with her were the auras of over a dozen men who were mocking and harassing her.

They were quite far from Xiao Fan's group; with the normal hearing of the Yuanhun Realm, it would be absolutely impossible to hear their voices.

But although Xiao Fan used the Spirit Concealment Art to suppress his cultivation…

In terms of Realm, he was still at the second level of the Pi Hai Realm…

And his strength was definitely within the Yuding Realm…

So being able to hear this was not surprising…

"A tribal grudge…"

Xiao Fan murmured to himself. It was normal for there to be grudges and enmity between large families and tribes.

Even if one became the greatest power, there would still be the existence of hostile forces.

Xiao Fan did not want to meddle in such matters.

He wasn't some overly kind person… he had come to the Heavenly God Palace for Long Miaoyin.

And although he was now the Human Emperor of the Nine Provinces…

The grudges between these tribes were their own business.

Interfering at will…

That wasn't good, and currently, he was in danger himself, making it even less suitable to expose himself…

Wei Zhongshan also vaguely heard some sounds; he cast an inquiring look at Xiao Fan, but the latter said nothing.

Wei Zhongshan then knew what Xiao Fan meant.

Regarding Xiao Fan's decision, Wei Zhongshan naturally had no objections…

The two continued forward…

"You, you all… people of the Duanmu Tribe, you all deserve to die…"

The woman named Moye Xingyue spoke out with a harsh voice.

She was the most outstanding Genius of this generation in the Mo Ye Tribe…

The Mo Ye Tribe was a medium-sized tribe with hundreds of thousands of people nearby.

Originally, she should have been personally escorted by the Old Ancestor of the Mo Ye Tribe, and set out together with several Mo Ye Tribe Elders.

But the Mo Ye Tribe and this Duanmu Tribe were currently in a state of war…

If the Mo Ye Tribe's Old Ancestor and Elders left…

The Duanmu Tribe might take the opportunity to launch an attack on the tribe.

Then everything would be too late.

So after some deliberation…

They could only let Moye Xingyue head out alone.

Although it was dangerous, it was a matter of necessity.

In fact, it wasn't just the Mo Ye Tribe; the choices of many medium-sized tribes were the same as the Mo Ye Tribe's.

It was certainly important for the young geniuses within the tribe to join the Nantian Gate.

But if the escort journey resulted in no experts guarding the tribe, causing the tribe's destruction…

That would be equivalent to cutting off their Foundation. At that time, even if the geniuses within the tribe joined the Nantian Gate, what of it?!

In truth, the lives of these tribes were also exceptionally difficult…

"Hahaha… Moye Xingyue, whatever you say is useless now… today you must die…"

"Although we can't leave you alive, before you die, letting us have some fun is still fine…"

"To have the Genius of the Mo Ye Tribe beneath us, that feeling will surely be great!"