The Seventh Base

Capítulo 1186: Chapter 232: Conversation

O’Brian Republic Capital Star, Xu Mo became famous in a single battle.

On this Capital Star, powerful cultivators have always been the center of attention. Rodrigo, the third genius on the Mystic God Ranking and heir to a top family, has always been highly regarded.

However, one battle led to his assassination.

Moreover, he was killed by a fellow cultivator in the Mystic God Temple, proclaimed personally by the Hall Master of the Mystic God Temple, the killer being the successor of the Mystic God Temple.

The name Xu Mo started to become known, spreading across the Capital Star in an instant.

Will this young genius inherit the Mystic God Temple in the future?

Days have passed since that battle.

O’Brian Republic, O’Brian Palace.

Today, the leader of the O’Brian Republic is meeting a guest.

The general head of the Church within the O’Brian Republic territory, the Red-clothed Archbishop Clay of the Capital Star Church, came to pay respects to the leader of the O’Brian Republic.

First, naturally, were the pleasantries.

This time, Red-clothed Archbishop Clay represents the Church. He sat on a chair on Osman O’Brian’s lower side and said, “Osman Leader, I have come, mainly concerning matters of the Mystic God Temple.”

While speaking, he glanced around the surroundings. Osman O’Brian understood his meaning and said, “Mr. Clay, please feel free to speak.”

“Yes.” Red-clothed Archbishop Clay nodded, “Surely, Leader, you are aware of the events in the Abyss. At that time, everyone teamed up to deal with the Abyss, attempting to capture Gaia, with the exception of the Mystic God Temple, which instead joined forces with the Abyss. Later, the Mystic God Temple’s cultivator Xu Mo stayed in the Abyss for three years of cultivation, significantly improving his strength, and upon his return, became the successor of the Mystic God Temple, which is thought-provoking.”

“Mr. Clay, I trust the judgment of the Mystic God Temple. Since they chose Xu Mo as the successor, they must have their reasons,” Osman O’Brian said.

“Though that may be the case, after that, the Mystic God Temple and Xu Mo attacked Rodrigo right on the Capital Star, publicly executing Rodrigo. This behavior is somewhat… overbearing.” Red-clothed Archbishop Clay’s face was slightly chubby; he smiled at Osman O’Brian, causing his eyes to squint slightly, seemingly gentle but secretly scheming.

“Rodrigo was indeed governed by the Mystic God Temple. He committed the crime of slaughtering his fellow disciples, and the Mystic God Temple has the authority to kill him; this is an internal matter of the Mystic God Temple,” Osman O’Brian continued.

“True,” Red-clothed Archbishop Clay laughed, “The Mystic God Temple has always been independent of the Republic, unrestricted, doing as they please. It is indeed inappropriate for the Republic to intervene in their internal matters.”

Osman O’Brian’s gaze suddenly turned sharper at his words, staring at the faintly smiling face of Clay, only to see the Red-clothed Archbishop Clay avoiding direct eye contact, lowering his head slightly while playing with the crystal ball in his hand.

An invisible pressure spread out, not intentionally released by Osman O’Brian, but as one of the strongest beings in the Universe, he inherently possessed a terrifying aura. Simple emotional changes could bring oppressive might.

“Mr. Clay, if you came to stir up relations, it is unnecessary. Mystic God Temple, as the Cultivation Holy Land of my O’Brian Republic, has cultivated many talents for the Republic. O’Brian Republic has always been grateful for Mystic God Temple’s contributions. I also personally respect the Mystic God Temple greatly, including my daughter who is cultivating in the Mystic God Temple,” Osman O’Brian said.

“Leader’s demeanor is extraordinary; admirable,” Clay smiled and nodded, “In that case, we shall not bother the Leader any further. Farewell.”

“Escort the guest.”

Osman O’Brian smiled and said, watching the Church’s group rise and leave, he remained seated quietly without standing.

His status was already above the others; it would only be equal if the Pope himself came, so no need to show too much face.

“Leader, what the Red-clothed said was insidious, but not entirely unreasonable. The actions of the Mystic God Temple were somewhat excessive; at the very least, they should have informed the Leader,” said a confidant next to Osman O’Brian, speaking without much concern.

“The Mystic God Temple has always been an independent institution, always like this,” Osman O’Brian said indifferently, “Besides, Rodrigo indeed asked for it.”

He then shifted the topic, asking, “What’s the situation with the war against the Fake Empire?”

“Kales Pseudo Empire over there is invading aggressively. Numerous planets within the Republic have encountered disaster. The military fleets of various provinces within the Republic have already spread out settings to intercept and annihilate the invading starfleet of the Fake Empire upon discovery.”

“Hmm.” Osman nodded.

The war between O’Brian Republic and Kales Empire had already entered a fever pitch. The battle on the cosmic battlefield between both sides was extremely intense; at this point, they had no extra energy to focus elsewhere.

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Mystic God Temple, Cultivation Room.

After the intense battle between Xu Mo and Vera O’Brien, both were drenched in sweat.

However, Vera O’Brien felt extremely satisfied. Xu Mo agreed not to hide his strength anymore. The battles were essentially at full force. Although they had switched positions now, every time, she lost, yet such battles still left her feeling excited, continuously breaking through herself.