Peerless War God

Mo Da placed the Golden Carp Beast into a huge basin at the port of the Mojiao Clan. He covered it with his mana to prevent it from escaping, and he also prevented the other Flood Dragon Clans from touching it.    

The better the Golden Carp Beast's appearance was, the more valuable it would be. This thing was truly priceless.    

"Don't tell me you want to go back on what you just said?"    

Mo Da said arrogantly, looking at the dragon clan who had made the oath with a face full of provocation.    

"Brother Mo Da, I'll call you brother. Alright, let's not talk about it anymore."    

The guard of the Flood Dragon Clan said with an embarrassed expression.    

However, in his heart, he was still very envious. To be able to capture such a large golden carp and still be alive, Mo Da could be considered to have made a living.    

"Tch, boring." Mo Da spat, not really wanting to pursue the matter to the end.    

He was currently in high spirits, and no matter which Flood Dragon Clan came up to chat, he would still loudly brag a bit.    

Among them, Mo Su also told the story of how he risked his life to save the entire Flood Dragon clan.    

Never before in his life had Mo Da been surrounded and watched by so many people of the same race. He felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.    

His heart was filled with extreme joy, as well as gratitude towards Mo Su.    

He had always remembered this favor of saving his life.    

As for the others, most of their attention was on this golden carp.    

After all, this thing was rare and valuable.    

"Wow, is this the Golden Carp Beast? "I've often heard the adults talk about it. I've finally seen it today."    

"It's shiny, I heard it's worth a lot now."    

A group of young Mojiao Clan warriors were surrounding the huge water basin, staring at the golden carp with great interest.    

"It was really dangerous. If it wasn't for Mo Su, Mo Da and the rest would have all died in the mouth of the sea monster."    

"Mo Su is also very powerful. He was actually able to escape from a sea monster that was close to the Saint Ruler realm."    

On the other side, the older members of the Flood Dragon Clan naturally paid more attention to Mo Su.    

After all, there were many halos on his body. He was a genius of the Flood Dragon Clan, a disciple of Mohe.    

Mo Su stood quietly at the side. Due to the incident with Mo He, nearly half of his clan's elites had been killed. Now that he was implicated, he was completely ignored and excluded.    

Therefore, not a single one of them came up to greet him.    

This way, he could be more at ease.    

As the other Flood Dragon Clans heard this, they began to carefully discuss amongst themselves. After hearing Mo Da's exaggerated words, their attitude towards him changed by quite a bit.    

This was what he wanted.    

"Mo Da, you have to sell this Golden Carp beast to me." Mo Da, you have to sell this Golden Carp beast to me.    

"We are old friends. I have given you quite a bit of preferential treatment in the past, so no matter what, this Golden Carp Beast should at least sell to me."    

More and more people gathered to watch the commotion, almost all of the horned dragon clan in the port came over.    

Some of the more knowledgeable guys had already found Mo Da and started to talk about the price.    

Mo Da's face was full of smiles as he silently looked at these fellows. He was arguing until his face turned red and his neck turned thick. He did not dare to open his mouth.    

"You have quite the big mouth. Can you even eat this Golden Carp Beast?"    

"That's right, you're a small peddler. Selling your entire family isn't enough."    

These Flood Dragons were all responsible for trading within their clans. There were transactions with the Sea Goddess Hall, with other tribes, and even with the human race.    

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"    

At this moment, there was a commotion coming from outside the port.    

They saw a squad of Flood Dragon Clan guards open the path in front. Behind them was a middle-aged person that swaggered over to chase away the rest of the Flood Dragon Clan members, and then approached them.    

This was a middle-aged youth from the Flood Dragon Clan. His body was plump, and his body was covered in silver. His clothing was gorgeous, and it was obvious that he was not of an ordinary background.    

Their strength was quite average, only around the early Saint realm.    

As soon as he appeared, the originally noisy harbor immediately became much quieter.    

Although Mo Su focused on his cultivation and did not pay much attention to this, he still knew that the Flood Dragon Clan was called Mo Gao and was a deacon of the Mang Jiao Clan.    

These so-called deacons were simply the ones in charge. As for the ones in charge, they were naturally just some common chores. All sorts of large and small matters were left to the deacons.    

Most of the powerful cultivators only cared about one thing, and that was training.    

As for the mundane affairs, he did not care about them and did not want to bother with them.    

Especially for such a large clan, there were simply too many miscellaneous tasks.    

Naturally, he had the position of administrator.    

The Mojiao clan was extremely large, and had a population of close to ten million. Such a huge number obviously needed to be managed properly, otherwise, it would have been a mess since a long time ago.    

There were many deacons in the clan, hundreds of big and small, and the size and area of jurisdiction were all different.    

This Mo Gao before him could be considered a higher level deacon.    

"Lord Deacon is here. Get out of the way."    

A imperial bodyguard of the Flood Dragon Clan at the front coldly berated. His voice was extremely ear-piercing.    

Soon, Mo Gao arrived at Mo Da's side.    

Mo Da quickly smiled, "Greetings Honorable Deacon."    

"Yes." Mo Gao nodded indifferently and didn't pay any more attention.    

With such a comparison, the difference in status was immediately apparent.    

Mo Gao tilted his head and glanced at Mo Su, who was standing to one side. A cold light flashed across his eyes before he focused his gaze on the Golden Carp Beast.    

"I want this Golden Carp Beast."    

He only took a glance before speaking casually.    

He didn't even wait for Mo Da to respond before reaching out to grab it.    

Mo Da saw this and felt anxious. He wanted to do something, but he didn't dare to.    

No matter how he said it, he was just a small fry who was thinking of a way to make a living. There was nothing for him to rely on.    

The reason the matter had become so lively was because they wished for the entire Mojiao Clan to know about it.    

He just wanted to get into the limelight and raise the price again. The more people who knew about it and bought it, the higher the price would be.    

In fact, he had a small plan in mind.    

Now that this matter had been spread out, even the higher ups of the clan would have to be cautious if they wanted to take over his Golden Carp Beast.    

This was what Mo Da wanted to do from the beginning.    

What he was wary of, was a deacon like Mo Gao.    

Mo Da forcefully rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Honored deacon, what price would you like to offer?"    

Mo Gao's face was cold and he didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard Mo Da's words.    

However, since he did not speak, there was naturally another voice transmitter that spoke up for him.    

One of the guards beside him stepped forward and pointed at Mo Da's nose as he casually opened his mouth.    

"What?" If you want a price, just treat it as you donating it to your clan. Once you make a contribution, everyone in your clan will remember you. "    

Hearing that, Mo Da's expression changed. Even Chen Xiao also turned his head over.    

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his expression was extremely playful.    

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