"Hmph, so why have you two entered my castle? What exactly do you intend to do?"

The Ninth Prince looked coldly at the two, not letting his guard down because of their words.

In this world, everything is for profit, and the formation of the Dark Council is also for profit, formed to counterbalance other more powerful forces. Once the external pressure is gone, then the Blood Clan, Wolf Clan, and Fallen Angel within the Dark Council will no longer be a unified group.

"We brothers have come looking for the Ninth Prince, of course, for Lin Mo." Luo Yi had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth as he suddenly floated into the air, opened his mouth, revealing sharp fangs and said, "I heard that this Lin Mo is a seed-level candidate personally designated by the Guiding Envoy of the Mystic Realm Sect. If we can kill him in Melbourne, it would undoubtedly remove an obstacle for us in advance."

"Killing him is my business. He killed my second brother at the Ancient Battlefield Ruins, and I must avenge my second brother." The Ninth Prince clenched his fists, gritting his teeth, his whole body exuding a cold killing aura, seemingly hating Lin Mo to the bone.

Luo De shook his head and said, "Ninth Prince, the Second Prince's death is good for you. How can you hate Lin Mo? Lin Mo also killed Count Johnny of the Blood Clan. This time, our Blood Clan also wants to eliminate him. Let's be straightforward, Lin Mo has hidden treasures on him, and I want those treasures once he's killed."

"You all..."

The Ninth Prince's eyes widened in anger at the two. Originally, after killing Lin Mo, all the treasures on Lin Mo would have been his, but he hadn't expected the Blood Clan Twins to intervene.

"Ninth Prince, do you think you can defeat Lin Mo just because you've obtained the Ghostly Compassionate Netherfire?" Luo Yi shook his head and suddenly took out a blood-colored stone, which exuded a strange red light, projecting a scene in the air.

"How is this possible? Yin Kui, ranked as an intermediate Sun Wheel Realm expert in the All Gods Alliance, was actually extinguished by Lin Mo?" The Ninth Prince's eyes widened, staring unblinkingly at the projected scene, squeezing his palms tightly.

"Ninth Prince, this was a scene captured at Lake Baikal after the end of an advanced auction. You left relatively early, so perhaps you weren't aware of this matter yet," Luo Yi said with a sly glint in his eyes.

This scene was stored in the Energy Blood Stone by a cultivator using a special magic technique while watching the battle, and was the version that later spread out.

"Ninth Prince, you must know that Yin Kui is not a novice like the Red Demon. He, as a Martial Arts Expert at the Sun Wheel Realm, was actually killed by a seven-star Martial Artist in the Star Wheel Mirror." Luo De shook his head from side to side, his voice suddenly turning cold, "There must be important treasures or powerful secret techniques on him."

"I've really underestimated this Lin Mo." The Ninth Prince furrowed his brows.

"And according to our intelligence, there should be a Golden Core cultivator in a soul state beside Lin Mo. If the Ninth Prince doesn't cooperate with us, it might take some effort to kill him," Luo Yi said with a cunning gleam in his eyes, as if he had every possibility in his control.

"Fine, I agree with you. The three of us join forces this time in Melbourne to kill Lin Mo and clear the obstacle," the Ninth Prince gritted his teeth, finally raising his head to face the Blood Clan Twins after some hesitation.

"Haha, it's an honor for us brothers to cooperate with the Ninth Prince." Luo Yi gave a gentlemanly bow, like a gentleman of the aristocracy in the UK from the last century.

"However, I must first choose the treasures on him," the Ninth Prince added, "If you two are willing, we can cooperate. If not, then forget it."

The Blood Clan Twins glared at the Ninth Prince, their faces slightly shifting in color. Allowing the Ninth Prince to pick the treasures first would certainly mean taking the best ones, which was undoubtedly a loss for them.

"Alright, we agree with the Ninth Prince." Luo Yi hesitated for a long while before clenching his teeth and agreeing.

The next day, at the Shen family estate, the famous came in droves, luxury cars arriving one after another. The entire entrance of the estate was like a small exhibition of luxury cars.

"Mr. Liu, please come in."

"Chairman Manuel, welcome."

"Mr. Li, long time no see."

At the entrance of the Shen family estate, Shen Tailai and the Second Young Master Shen, accompanied by Shen Guanyang, were outside greeting the notables who came to the Shen family. This time, the Shen family had sent invitations widely, inviting almost all notable families in Melbourne and even those famous in Australia.

The outer area of the Shen family was bustling with people and guests, but the back garden of the Shen family formed a stark contrast to the bustling front, as it was quiet and peaceful.

By a stone table, Lin Mo sat on a stone stool, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery of the garden, while on either side of him stood two pretty girls. Both wore Traditional Han Chinese Attire with hairpins, having an aura of gentle ancient charm.

"Mr. Lin, please have some tea." With a gentle hand, Shen Zongwen lifted the teapot, tilting it to fill a white porcelain cup with clear tea.

Lin Mo picked up the clear tea, took a sip, and glanced at a quiet room to the south, where Shen Qianlong was still recuperating.

"Alright, we should go out and take a look too. I'm really curious to see who is behind all this!"

Lin Mo put down the teacup, stood up, and started walking towards the outside of the estate. Shen Zongwen and Shen Tong followed behind him, stepping gracefully.

"Is that Lin Mo?"

"The person behind the Shen family? Doesn't seem very old, huh."

"Look, Shen Zongwen and Shen Tong are both by his side. There were rumors outside saying Shen Tong and Shen Zongwen are his wives—I didn't believe it at first."

"Amazing, this is the expert behind the Shen family. Doesn't really look like it!"

As soon as Lin Mo appeared in the estate, he immediately sparked discussions among the juniors. After all, Lin Mo's name had spread like a hurricane in Melbourne three years ago, but he hadn't appeared since then, inevitably causing doubts.

"Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin."

Lin Mo ignored these whispered discussions. Two muscular men approached Lin Mo with bright smiles on their faces.

"Oh, Frank, Buckley, long time no see." Lin Mo smiled slightly, recognizing his old friends, who had survived the journey to Hunter Valley with him three years ago.

"Mr. Lin, we haven't seen you for a long time as well."

"We two brothers should have stepped in for the Shen family's matters, but we are powerless,"

Frank shook his head, with a look of apology.

"Lord Frank, you've already helped our Shen family a lot," Shen Tong smiled gently and said.

"What I want to know now is, who is behind all this mischief?"

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, with a fierce gleam flashing in his pupils.

Suddenly, a group of bodyguards in black clothes and pants arrived at the entrance, immediately splitting into two rows, pushing the other guests to the sides. Given that the attendees today were all nobles and people of status, no one would dare put on such a display except the Donald family.

"Mr. Shen, Second Young Master." Surely enough, two figures walked in from the passageway—it was Donald and his son Huozi.

"Hmph."

Seeing the two appear, Shen Guanyang snorted coldly. Shen Tailai, however, greeted them with a smile like a spring breeze, "Mr. Donald, Master Huozi, welcome!"

"Mr. Shen, we haven't seen each other for many days, and you're still so charming." Donald smiled gently.

Both of them feigned courtesy, clearly aware that today's banquet held by the Shen family was just to harness Lin Mo's return to overshadow the Donald family.

Donald spoke, then his gaze turned, falling on Lin Mo with a look of surprise. He quickly stepped forward, respectfully saying, "Mr. Lin, we haven't seen you in a long time!"

"Hmph, long time no see, so you thought I was dead?"

Lin Mo swept a cold glance at Donald. He obviously didn't take Donald seriously, as he was merely a puppet of the person behind him.

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