"Don't worry, we should go meet that Big Shot now."

Donald's eyes flickered with a sharp light.

"Who exactly is this Big Shot?" Huozi couldn't help but ask. He knew his father was collaborating with a prominent figure, but even he didn't know who it was specifically.

"Since you want to know, it's time now. Come with me to meet this Big Shot."

Donald said slowly, then immediately walked outside.

Outside, the driver had already prepared the car. The two got into a stretched Mercedes and left the manor, heading towards the outskirts.

About an hour later.

They arrived at a rather secluded place in the suburbs, facing the direction of the mountain. An isolated Baroque building stood on the hillside, appearing extremely eerie.

The car stopped on the road below. Donald, leading his son, the two walked into the forest heading towards that building.

"Dad, why does it feel so eerie around here, as if this villa was once haunted? Does this Big Shot live in a place like this?"

Huozi glanced around, feeling a chill all over, muttering softly.

"Shut up. At the Big Shot's place, no talking." Donald glared sharply at his son.

Soon, the two arrived in front of the rather yellowed, yet actually white Baroque-style detached villa.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, two shadows rushed out with two cold winds. Donald and Huozi were scared pale as the black shadows stopped. At this moment, Huozi opened his mouth, an expression of terror on his face.

In front of them, two men in suits, with cold expressions, were levitating three meters off the ground, standing before them, with a pair of black wings spread behind them.

"My lords, I wish to see the Ninth Prince, I have important matters to report to him personally."

Donald bowed slightly, speaking respectfully.

"Dad..." Seeing these two Winged People, Huozi was filled with shock and confusion but dared not speak at this moment. Though their family was also a Cultivation Family, aware of matters about the Cultivation World, he had never seen humans with wings growing from their backs.

These people were just like Fallen Angels in mythological tales.

"Go inside."

The two Winged People glanced indifferently at them, one of them spoke.

Donald led a completely apprehensive Huozi into the building, which was furnished in a very modern style, with brand new furniture and all.

On a leather sofa in the living room sat a young man with an enchanting appearance. His beautiful face would make even women feel inferior.

"Ninth Prince."

Donald and Huozi stood before this young man, speaking with utmost respect.

"Oh, Mr. Donald, why have you suddenly come to see me?" The youth, sitting elegantly on the sofa, curled his lips into a graceful smile, his gaze like an abyss as he looked at the two standing before him.

"Ninth Prince, the Shen Family is holding a family meeting, it seems that Lin Mo has arrived." Donald raised his head, not daring to look the youth in the eyes, speaking respectfully.

"Lin Mo!"

Hearing Donald's words, the Ninth Prince's expression finally showed a hint of unusualness, squinting slightly, "Good, I have been waiting for him for a long time."

In front of them, this enchanting young man was precisely the Ninth Prince of the Fallen Angel Clan. During the advanced auction, he intended to act against Lin Mo but left prematurely due to receiving an important task. After Lin Mo returned to his country, the Ninth Prince, wary of Hidden Sect, Demon Sect, and the Four Great Martial Arts Schools, could not pursue and kill him. Therefore... he could only use the Shen Family, who had some connections with Lin Mo, to lure Lin Mo out of the country.

"Good, good, good, he's finally here." The Ninth Prince slightly squinted his eyes, a bloodthirsty smile playing at his lips, "Last advanced auction, he escaped from my hands. This time, I won't give him another chance."

"You two should head back now. As for matters regarding the Shen Family and Lin Mo, leave them to me. Tomorrow, I will personally pay a visit to the Shen Family." The Ninth Prince looked at Donald and Huozi, speaking coldly.

"Yes, my lord." Donald

and Huozi exchanged a glance, both maintaining a very respectful posture.

After the two left the castle, they finally let out a big sigh of relief. When facing the Ninth Prince earlier, they both felt an overwhelming pressure that almost suffocated them. They returned

to the car, Huozi still a bit shaken, glanced back at the castle standing midway up the mountain, and said, "Dad, just now, who exactly were those people? How could they be..."

Even though the age of cultivation has arrived, cultivators are still human; whether Magic Users or Martial Artists, they are all human. But those people they just saw, with black wings on their backs, were clearly not ordinary humans.

"I think you should have guessed who they are."

Donald looked extremely grave as he stepped on the accelerator, moving the car along the road.

"Could they really be those people, the Fallen Angels!" Huozi exclaimed, his face immediately showing a drastic change.

"Yes, the Fallen Angels have returned to the human world." Donald nodded.

The myth of Angels is an important component of Western mythical stories, among which, Gabriel and Lucifer as Fallen Angels are the most famous. The legendary Fallen Angels were a branch of angels, as the archangel Lucifer, dissatisfied with other angels, nurtured resentment in his heart, fell into Hell, willingly becoming Satan, leading a batch of angels to rebel, eventually forming the clan of Fallen Angels.

But these are all just mythological stories, the specifics of which, perhaps only those people know.

"This matter must not be told to others." Donald looked at Huozi, solemnly warning.

"I know, father." Huo

zi nodded. Though he felt some awe and shock towards the Fallen Angels, that wasn't the main point. These people were enemies of Lin Mo, and tomorrow would likely be Lin Mo's day of death.

As Donald left with his son, four blood-red gemstones suddenly lit up in the dark corner of the castle, emitting eerie red light, looking rather bizarre in the darkness. "

"Hehehe!" "

"Hehehe!" Out

of the corner emanated a strange sound.

"Blood Clan, Your Highnesses of the Twins, suddenly visiting my place, do you really think I can't see you?" The Ninth

Prince turned his head, his gaze fixed on a dark spot above, speaking coldly. "

Whoosh, whoosh!" Sudden

ly, two giant bats flew out from the darkness, about three to four times larger than usual bats, their bodies shrouded in swirling black fog, appearing rather eerie and sinister. The

two bats flew to the Ninth Prince's side. The black fog around them instantly turned blood red, transforming into strands of scarlet blood threads. These blood threads began intertwining and spreading, seemingly weaving, soon, two pale-faced young men appeared beside the Ninth Prince. "

"Your Highnesses of the Blood Clan Twins, Luo Yi, Luo De."

The Ninth Prince's gaze looked coldly at the two, lightly snorting through his nose.

"Ninth Prince."

The two also looked at the Ninth Prince, speaking indifferently. The

Blood Clan Twins, known as the Heavenly Seed cultivated by the Blood Clan, were also top candidates participating in the Golden Secret Realm Trial. The Blood Clan Twins are a pair of twins who are inseparable, and their innate mental connection makes their combined strength extremely terrifying. The

two resemble each other about seventy to eighty percent, both appearing as young men, their skin exceptionally pale, cloaked in blood-red robes, their eyes faintly exuding a cold gleam. When they open their mouths, one can clearly see the sharp fangs within. "

"We are both members of the Dark Council; do you two intend to monitor me, or do you want something from my castle?" The Ninth Prince furrowed his brows, the two black wings on his back suddenly opened, his whole body emanating a powerful suppression."

"Ninth Prince, you're overthinking. We are allies now, especially since the Golden Secret Realm Trial is about to start. The All Gods Alliance, the Eastern Flame Sect, and Medicine Sect are all eager to try. Now is not the time for us to fight each other."

Among them, a slightly taller young man with exceptionally pale skin, Amy, spoke with a smile.

Wonderful things continue tomorrow.

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