Translator: Cinder Translations
"You neither attack nor leave; what do you intend to do?" Mu Yunxin asked.
Song Wen replied, "I just wanted to ask Miss Mu about what treasure you all fought for on the mountain. How could you disregard the white tiger at the peak?"
Mu Yunxin said, "Fellow Daoist, on what basis do you think I would tell you the truth?"
"It seems Miss Mu does not understand her current situation," Song Wen's voice turned cold, revealing strands of killing intent.
Mu Yunxin's expression once again turned pitiful and helpless.
"Senior Brother, you want to harm ? How could you be so cruel?"
"Seeking death!"
Song Wen felt his patience was nearly worn thin.
Since the other party was unwilling to speak, he had no choice but to search her soul.
A surge of lightning erupted from Song Wen's body, and he suddenly transford into an afterimage, darting towards Mu Yunxin.
When Song Wen was still half a mile away from Mu Yunxin, suddenly, a sharp sword light shot down from the distant horizon, aiming directly at Song Wen.
The might of the sword light was formidable, a full-power strike from a peak Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
Song Wen opened his mouth and spat out the Profound Earth Treasure Pagoda, which materialized in mid-air, quickly enlarging to three feet in size to et the sword light.
"Ding!"
A piercing sound rang out.
The snow piles on the cliff collapsed again with a crash, cascading into the abyss below.
After the Profound Earth Treasure Pagoda blocked the flying sword, Song Wen halted his movent, no longer attacking Mu Yunxin.
He looked up, glancing toward the peak of the mountain.
The mountain top was shrouded in clouds and mist, appearing extrely tranquil.
A towering figure flew out from below the cliff on a sword, landing beside Mu Yunxin.
The newcor was Xue Gu from the Profound Heaven Sword Sect, the bearded man Song Wen had t at the Hall of Ten Thousand Year Spirit Liquid.
Seeing Xue Gu appear, Song Wen understood. Just now, Mu Yunxin's act of looking pitiful was not ant for him; it was for Xue Gu.
Mu Yunxin clearly had a way to secretly contact Xue Gu.
Earlier, her long-winded conversation with him was rely to buy ti, waiting for Xue Gu's arrival.
"Miss Mu, are you alright?" Xue Gu asked with a concerned expression.
Mu Yunxin struggled to stand up but suddenly swayed and fell into Xue Gu's arms.
"Senior Brother Xue, I was injured by the white tiger and caught in the avalanche; I barely escaped with my life. This senior brother from the Beastmaster Sect wanted to take advantage of and sought my life."
Mu Yunxin nestled against Xue Gu, her eyes brimming with tears.
Xue Gu held the beauty in his arms, softly comforting her.
"Miss Mu, rest assured, with , Xue, here, no one can harm you in the slightest."
As if having suffered a great grievance, Mu Yunxin found a sense of reliance in Xue Gu. She clutched his sturdy chest, her body trembling as she cried.
Xue Gu looked up, staring angrily at Song Wen.
"You vile person! Miss Mu is delicate and weak, yet you would take advantage of her plight to strike at her. You are simply not a man!"
Xue Gu's aura was extrely fierce, his killing intent palpable.
However, he showed no intention of making a move.
He embraced Mu Yunxin's soft body, his hands occasionally groping her ample chest in a not- so-innocent manner.
Mu Yunxin, with a look of grievance, now displayed a hint of shyness.
"Senior Brother Xue, aren't you going to avenge ?"
"This place is too close to the mountain peak, and the white tiger has just been disturbed; it's not wise to act," Xue Gu said, while his hands continued to wander, refusing Mu Yunxin's
request.
Mu Yunxin shot Xue Gu a glance, breaking free from his grasp, silently cursing, "n really only want to take advantage."
She sat down cross-legged on the spot and began to ditate to heal her injuries.
Seeing that the other party had no intention of making a move, Song Wen turned to leave.
Earlier, Mu Yunxin had been severely injured and alone, making it easy for him to strike her down with a lightning-fast attack.
Now that Xue Gu had arrived, with both Mu Yunxin and Xue Gu being peak Foundation Establishnt cultivators working together, it would be much more difficult for Song Wen to
kill them.
If he wanted to eliminate them, it would definitely cause a commotion and attract the attention of the white tiger.
Since the other party wasn't attacking, Song Wen also didn't want to continue this badgering.
At that mont, the snow nearby suddenly heaved up again.
A bald monk crawled out from under the snow.
The monk looked extrely miserable, with several deep gashes on his face, covered in blood.
However, his injuries were actually quite minor; the seemingly terrifying wounds had little impact on his combat strength.
"Tsk, tsk, Master Jie Ku, why do you look so tragic?" Xue Gu said, reveling in his misfortune.
The monk, nad Jie Ku, looked at Xue Gu and joined his hands together in a gesture of respect.
"Benefactor, can you see where my two companions from the Mixed Yuan Temple have
gone?"
Xue Gu replied, "Who knows where those two bald donkeys from your temple have run off to? Maybe they were buried under the white tiger's attack or the avalanche."
"I also don't know the whereabouts of my three fellow disciples from the Profound Heaven
Sword Sect and the He Huan Sect. This is all your fault you bald donkey; you forced the issue
with Miss Mu over the 'Illusory Spirit Grass,' triggering the avalanche and attracting the white tiger."
The Illusory Spirit Grass is a third-tier spirit herb that, when consud, enhances one's spiritual sense and the power of illusion spells.
As a disciple of the He Huan Sect, it wasn't surprising that Mu Yunxin wanted the Illusory Spirit Grass, as many of her sect mbers were skilled in illusion techniques.
However, it was quite intriguing that Jie Ku, as a monk of the Mixed Yuan Temple, would go
far as to disturb the white tiger and engage in a fierce battle over a single Illusory Spirit
Grass.
Jie Ku said, "Xue benefactor, for us cultivators, it is common to engage in conflict over opportunities. Moreover, the Illusory Spirit Grass has already fallen into Miss Mu's hands; why do you insist on clinging to this matter?"
"Right now, the white tiger is disturbed, and it won't be easy to safely exit the secret realm.
We should set aside our grievances and work together to overco this crisis."
Xue Gu nodded and responded, "You bald donkey, do have a point. Given the current
situation, neither of us dares to act, so cooperation is indeed a feasible option."
Then he turned to Song Wen and asked, "Friend from the Beastmaster Sect, I see that your strength is not weak; are you willing to cooperate with us?"
Song Wen frowned slightly. Used to acting alone, he was reluctant to team up with others.
However, the current situation indeed favored cooperation.
If they truly encountered the white tiger, he could use his speed advantage to leave everyone
behind, letting them serve as a distraction while he made his escape.
Just as Song Wen was deep in thought, another figure flew out from below the cliff.
It was Rong Jingyun.
"Eh! Elder Wu, what a surprise to see you here!"
Seeing Song Wen, Rong Jingyun's face lit up with joy.
"Elder Rong, I didn't expect to run into you here. There's still so ti before the secret
realm closes; why not continue exploring to find spirit items?" Song Wen asked.
"This trip to the secret realm has been fraught with difficulties, so I wanted to exit after my
injuries healed," Rong Jingyun replied.
"Earlier, I was at the foot of the mountain when I saw the sudden avalanche, so I ca up to
check. I didn't expect to encounter Elder Wu here," she said, not wanting to go into detail
about her reasons for leaving the secret realm, responding vaguely.
(End of the Chapter)
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