The war in the elven kingdom of Canlie continues.
Queen Loffie of the elves was captured, and the other high-ranking elven monarchs were killed.
Only Natural Woodmen and Immortals and Demons participated in this war, as these two troop types required spiritual power to advance.
Especially Xian Qing'er, who was originally observing from the sidelines, but after Xiao Mo subdued Loffie, she directly joined the battlefield.
After personally killing several elven monarchs, Xian Qing'er's aura greatly increased, and it could be vaguely felt that she was not far from advancing to the Saint tier.
As soon as the last elven monarch was killed by Xian Qing'er, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning, and the oppressive pressure was suffocating.
Xiao Mo looked at the scene in the sky, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile curved on his lips.
Xian Qing'er was finally about to ascend to the Saint tier!
Although Xian Qing'er was a troop under the command of the territory, she still had to undergo the Saint's lightning tribulation when advancing to the Saint tier.
This was something no one could avoid. Only after experiencing the baptism of the Saint's lightning tribulation could one be considered a true Saint, and their physical body could evolve into a true Saint body.
However, the advantage was that they had no restrictions on their cultivation realm. As long as their growth potential could be achieved and their spiritual power, or experience points, were sufficient, they could naturally advance to the Saint tier.
The only restriction was likely growth potential, which for troops could only be evolved later through various blueprints.
To achieve growth potential evolution purely through cultivation was wishful thinking.
Therefore, the intelligent beings of native forces had quite a few advantages in this regard, at least they had their own autonomy.
If growth potential was insufficient, they could use various medicinal herbs or other methods, and even through their own firm will, luck, or opportunities, they could break through the limitations of potential, whereas troops were too restricted.
After an unknown period, the thunderclouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and Xian Qing'er's pure white dress remained without any flaws.
At this moment, Xian Qing'er became even more sacred, like a goddess from the nine heavens, exuding a mysterious and icy aura.
When she opened her eyes, her beautiful pupils seemed to gather a brilliant galaxy, becoming extremely deep, but when she looked at Xiao Mo, they instantly filled with tenderness.
"Master, I have successfully advanced!" Xian Qing'er flew to Xiao Mo's side and said respectfully yet tenderly.
Xiao Mo smiled slightly and nodded, "Congratulations, Qing'er!"
Xiao Mo had actually long expected Xian Qing'er to advance to the Saint tier.
However, for Xian Qing'er, the Saint tier was just a stage. Her path was far from over, and she still had a long way to go.
Xian Qing'er's gaze towards Xiao Mo became even more reverent. Without her master, she would not have advanced to the Saint tier so quickly, so her faith and worship towards her master became even more fervent and loyal.
At this moment, Mo Wuxin walked out of the void and first congratulated Xian Qing'er.
"Congratulations on advancing to the Saint tier, henceforth you will wield the power of laws and your strength will reach a new level!"
Xian Qing'er pursed her lips and smiled, nodding at Mo Wuxin, and softly uttered a few words, "Thank you! You'll be there soon too!"
Mo Wuxin also smiled slightly, then turned his gaze to Xiao Mo and said, "Master, the army of the elven kingdom has been resisting fiercely, refusing to surrender even unto death, and Xian Junhe's purification of solar energy has no effect!"
Xiao Mo frowned upon hearing this. The reaction of the elven kingdom was indeed too intense, but it was also understandable.
After all, in the hearts of all elves in the elven kingdom, their elven goddess still had not returned and was still protecting them.
It was indeed very difficult to conquer a kingdom with faith.
However, then a wicked smile curved on Xiao Mo's lips, and with a flash of his figure, he disappeared from his original spot, leaving behind only four faint words: "I'll be back!"
Xiao Mo's figure reappeared above Jiutian Jiuyou City.
In the City Lord's Palace, Xiao Mo entered the bedroom with a mischievous grin and looked at the elven queen Loffie, who was bound on the large bed.
"What do you want to do?" Loffie asked, her heart trembling slightly at Xiao Mo's mischievous grin, her expression a little flustered.
Xiao Mo raised his hand and touched his nose, walking towards Loffie step by step, saying, "Guess what I want to do?"
As the Queen of the Elves, Loffie had always maintained a sacred image and had never been alone in a room with any man.
But now, Xiao Mo had placed her on a large bed and was approaching her with a mischievous grin, naturally making her very nervous.
She had already envisioned what would happen next in her mind.
When Xiao Mo reached her, she abruptly closed her eyes, her body bound and unable to move, she could only resist in this way.
Xiao Mo couldn't help but chuckle inwardly at Loffie's adorable demeanor, then bent down and his mouth possessively covered Loffie's lips.
"So soft, and sweet!"
After a long time, Xiao Mo straightened up, his face full of lingering appreciation, and he licked his lips from time to time.
Loffie, on the other hand, stared blankly at Xiao Mo with wide eyes.
"Ah!"
After a long while, when she reacted, two rosy clouds instantly appeared on Loffie's cheeks, followed by a scream.
Seeing this, Xiao Mo shamelessly sat beside Loffie and put his arm around her shoulder.
"Fei'er, if the elven kingdom doesn't surrender, I'm afraid they will be completely slaughtered. Do you really want to see that happen?"
Xiao Mo's voice was filled with regret, as if he was unwilling to see such a scene.
In reality, he was inwardly gloating. His possessive kiss just now had already unsettled the young girl's mind. If he added a little more fuel to the fire, he was not afraid that she wouldn't surrender obediently.
As expected, when Loffie heard Xiao Mo's words, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, and all her queenly demeanor vanished.
"No! That's over three hundred thousand lives, how can you heartlessly slaughter them all?!"
Loffie exclaimed with a touch of anger, her eyes wide as if she wanted to devour Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo smiled faintly and raised his hand, stroking Loffie's ear as it gradually turned red, "This matter is actually very easy to resolve. As long as you surrender, they definitely won't resist so fiercely anymore, don't you think?"
Feeling Xiao Mo's hand on her ear, Loffie was both shy and angry. Her body trembled involuntarily, and her eyes even filled with tears.
She wished she could skin Xiao Mo alive right now, but she knew she couldn't. However, she was even more unwilling to see her people all killed.
This put her in a very difficult position.
If she surrendered, it would be a betrayal of their goddess and empress, and she would be spat upon by the elves. But if she didn't surrender, then the three hundred thousand lives of the elven kingdom would truly be slaughtered by the devil in front of her.
"Fine! I surrender! Let me go!"
After deep consideration, Loffie finally gritted her teeth and said loudly.