Mo Fushui and the other two looked at the golden pen in Mo Wuji's hand.

Mo Wuji said, "Three Elders, this is a Low Grade Holy Artifact."

The three elders of the Mo Family were all strong practitioners at the Divine Separation Stage. Naturally, they could sense the extraordinariness of the large pen, but they never expected it to be a Holy Artifact.

The three of them were so shocked that their breath hitched, their eyes fixed in disbelief.

Holy Artifact?

In this world, even top-grade Spiritual Artifacts are rare, let alone Holy Artifacts.

The three stared intently at the large pen in Mo Wuji's hand, their breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

Not to mention Mo Fushui and the others, the Elders of the Lei Family, Fang Family, and Nan Family had flames of jealousy in their eyes, their expressions twisted.

A flash of mockery passed through Mo Wuji's eyes as he lowered his head and continued, "Three Elders, after obtaining this Holy Artifact, I coincidentally mastered the Painting Sword."

"What did you say?" Mo Fushui thought he heard wrong and cried out.

Mo Tianheng and Mo also were intensely staring at Mo Wuji, as if waiting for a verdict.

"I said, I have mastered the Painting Sword," Mo Wuji replied.

Mo Fushui and the others were so shocked that their mouths couldn't close, dumbfounded, staring at Mo Wuji.

After a long pause, Mo Fushui finally regained his senses, his voice trembling with excitement, "Is what you said true?"

Mo Wuji didn't say much more. The silver pen in his hand burst out with brilliant silver rays as it wrote in the air, sketching a somewhat rough landscape painting.

Qin Yi knew that Mo Wuji was being modest. If the painting were too exquisite, even the slightly intelligent would know that his Painting Sword was definitely not just mastered.

Mo Wuji extended the silver pen and pointed at the landscape painting. It was like a drop of dense ink falling onto a calm water surface, causing ripples, with the mountains, rocks, and vegetation in the painting dissolving, transforming into sharp ink swords shooting out.

"Boom!"

Dozens of ink swords struck the mountain wall, blasting it open with a roar, the stones shattered and flew, the power was astounding.

Mo Fushui and the others trembled with excitement.

"Good, good, good..." Mo Tianheng didn't know what to say, repeating "good" three times, breathing heavily.

"Hahaha... Heaven blesses my Mo Family, Heaven blesses my Mo Family," Mo also laughed wildly.

The Painting Sword is known as the Mo Family's top divine skill.

Unfortunately, despite the Mo Family being full of talents, no one had mastered it in hundreds of years.

Mo Wuji had brought this divine skill back to light, which was undoubtedly the Mo Family's most significant event in a century. How could Mo Fushui and the others not be excited?

Qin Yi's eyes flickered slightly, knowing that Mo Wuji's real enemy in the Mo Family was only his second grandfather's lineage.

The reason these elders disapproved of him was entirely because of his mother. Mo Wuji's father was exceptionally talented and could have led the Mo Family further, but after meeting Mo Wuji's mother, this Mo Family genius ended up in despair.

Thus, the Mo Family elders blamed everything on Mo Wuji's mother, and as a consequence, they also resented Mo Wuji.

In fact, these Mo Family elders had a simple mindset: they supported whoever could lead the Mo Family further.

Previously, Mo Wuji had remained unnoticed, always being called a waste. Mo Tianhao was exceptionally talented, the leader of the younger generation of the Mo Family, thus naturally they wholeheartedly supported Mo Tianhao.

But Mo Tianhao died, leaving the Mo Family with no successors, no future, causing their hearts to feel desolate.

However, Mo Wuji's talents, demonstrated at this time, brought them hope, rekindling the fires in their hearts with excitement.

Mo Wuji's move was indeed brilliant; giving hope when in despair, perhaps now in Mo Fushui's and the others' hearts, Mo Wuji had already become the Mo Family's future and hope.

As for Mo Tianhao, he was likely considered insignificant by now.

Mo Wuji intended to use the Mo Family elders against his second grandfather Mo Honghai. Even if Mo Honghai wanted to kill him now, these Mo Family elders wouldn't agree.

Currently, in the Mo Family, the only one able to take on the responsibility is Mo Wuji alone. Moreover, this person has mastered a divine skill like the Painting Sword, a talent superior to Mo Tianhao.

Anyone who touches Mo Wuji at this moment would be cutting off the Mo Family's future, and the Mo Family elders certainly wouldn't consent, not even the Family Head. The Mo Family is not ruled by Mo Honghai alone.

"Wuji, well done, truly excellent," Mo Tianheng said, heavily patting Mo Wuji's shoulder with a face full of relief.

Mo Wuji respectfully replied, "Thank you, three elders, for your praise."

Mo Fushui and the others looked at Mo Wuji with even more gratification. Compared to Mo Tianhao's arrogance, Mo Wuji's humility and respect were more to their liking.

"Old Mo, I have to say, you're really something, sacrificing so much for a girl," Qin Yi's voice suddenly echoed in Mo Wuji's mind, almost making him cry out in surprise.

Qin Yi no longer needed to condense his voice into lines, he could transmit sound using Divine Thought.

Qin Yi said this because Mo Wuji had exposed his cards in front of so many people, bursting out one explosive revelation after another, actually playing a strategy of killing two birds with one stone.

One was using the Mo Family elders to counter Mo Honghai's lineage.

The second was to disperse the attention on Bai Jingqing.

Originally, with the younger generations of each family practically wiped out, Baihua Pavilion became the biggest winner. Naturally, it aroused jealousy, becoming the target of everyone.

Mo Wuji displayed a stronger talent and greater fortune than Bai Jingqing. You just got a top-grade Spiritual Artifact, but I got a Holy Artifact, making me the biggest winner. This way, everyone's focus naturally shifted to him, and Bai Jingqing wasn't solely in the spotlight anymore.

One must admit, Mo Wuji's strategy succeeded. This was evident from the envious, distorted expressions of each family's elders.

Mo Wuji turned back to glance at Qin Yi, offering an awkward smile, eyes full of apology.

He was well aware that his move was contrary to Qin Yi's intentions.

Both he and Qin Yi understood that even if the beacons of each family were extinguished, these families were still deeply rooted and powerful, making it far from easy to shake them.

Qin Yi, having extinguished the prodigious talents of each family, wanted results, unless waiting for the elder generation of these families to perish with no successors.

Of course, to witness this scene might take decades or even centuries, as each family's elder was already a strong practitioner at the Divine Separation Stage, living for decades or even hundreds of years was not difficult, a period Qin Yi couldn't wait for.

So, what Qin Yi most wanted to see was the Five Great Families engaging in internal conflict, mutual slaughter, and attacks.

Because to eradicate the Five Great Families, attacking from the outside was impossible, they could only be dismantled from within.

Yet, what Mo Wuji did was to unintentionally bind the Mo Family and Baihua Pavilion together, causing the other three families to dare not act rashly. The Five Great Families couldn't engage in warfare, going against Qin Yi's plan.

But Mo Wuji had no choice but to do so; he couldn't let all the attention fall on Bai Jingqing. Those who once matched Bai Jingqing were gone, leaving her standing alone without suppression. The tallest tree in the forest is always blown down, surely the other families wouldn't allow Bai Jingqing to grow unchecked, and they would definitely plot against her.

He had to protect Bai Jingqing, so he had to reveal his cards, helping Bai Jingqing shoulder the attention.