"You really won’t yield to persuasion or pressure, will you!" Immortal Bi You shouted angrily.
Yan Qingwu didn’t say a word.
At that mont, Yan Qingwu looked at her and slowly said, "Bi You... when the ti cos, I will definitely hand the person over to you. Besides, you’d better not get angry; your condition..."
"Mind your own business," Immortal Bi You cut Yan Qingwu off.
She fell silent for a mont, gazing at Yan Qingwu. After so thought, she said, "Fine. If you don’t hand him over, that’s fine. But if I find out he’s... gone..."
"...That won’t happen..." Yan Qingwu closed her eyes and said, "I won’t let him disappear so easily."
"Then I’m leaving." Immortal Bi You huffed.
With a wave of her hand, a boundless river descended, transforming into clusters of clouds that restored a asure of clarity to the sky.
The shimring water transford, and Nanrong Biyou slowly vanished.
Suddenly, her figure reappeared.
"Is there sothing else?" Yan Qingwu asked.
Nanrong Biyou thought for a mont, then said, "Also, don’t tell him I ca looking for him."
"..." Yan Qingwu.
After speaking, Nanrong Biyou vanished.
Just then, Yan Qingwu’s expression suddenly changed...
「Sword Sect Holy Land.」
"CRAP!"
Wang Mu fell from midair, crashing onto the ground.
He stood up and looked around. At the limit of his vision, dense patterns hung in the sky, seemingly sealing sothing.
Is this... the Sword Sect Holy Land?
Wang Mu was startled. The abundant Spiritual Energy was completely different from the outside world.
Why did Yan Qingwu suddenly send here... Wang Mu was puzzled. Could it be to isolate ? No, that shouldn’t be possible. That’s right, this place is the Sword Sect Holy Land, and currently, no one is here.
It was also the place the Three Great Demon Sects ultimately aid to breach. That seal in the distance, it was said, encased the mysterious Heavenly Revelation Secret Treasure.
Previously, during the sect’s initiation trial, Wang Mu rembered that ahead lay a jungle. Many Spirit Beasts constructed from Beast Talismans resided there. Wang Mu had slain many of them and gathered a great deal of Five Elent Spiritual Energy within his body, which later enabled him to cultivate the Hundred Refinent Body Technique.
At the sa ti, this place was also where he first encountered Yan Qingwu, Mu Lanxue, and Nanrong Biyou all at once.
It was a place that hadn’t left Wang Mu with the best impression.
However, one couldn’t deny that the place was rich in Spiritual Energy, indeed a treasured land for cultivation.
The Sword Sect seldom opened its Holy Land, permitting only a few disciples to cultivate there.
Could it be they want to lock up here to cultivate? Wang Mu pondered. Then wait for the right mont to execute ... Uh... That’s probably not the case. I don’t quite understand Yan Qingwu’s thinking.
Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it.
"Since I’m already here, I might as well cultivate for a bit."
Wang Mu thought for a mont; he had lost a considerable amount of Essence Blood earlier, and the loss was significant.
Logically, what he most wanted to do at the mont was Artifact Refining and Alchemy—to spend a couple of months fully utilizing the buff from the Rebirth Mirror.
Or, to Travel outside.
Thinking of this, Wang Mu sensed his surroundings. Suddenly, he was slightly taken aback. He couldn’t sense any opportunities for Travel, but a certain Skill had triggered a response.
[Cultivation:... Beautiful Fist (10)]
? Wang Mu wondered. When did this reach Full Level? Did I sense it wrong? He couldn’t help but doubt. Since reaching the Ninth Layer, even when using Cloud Travel Points, the Beautiful Fist had barely increased in proficiency... I suspected it might take over a decade to reach Full Level. And now, it has abruptly reached Full Level?
Could it be... because of the Three-Life Illusion Realm?
Wang Mu took a deep breath. In the Three-Life Illusion Realm, he had re-experienced the gaming process. Especially at the end, where he had shattered the Gate of Apocalypse with that one punch...
He had indeed gained so enlightennt.
No wonder Xuanmingzi said that in the Three-Life Illusion Realm, one could also learn so Magic Powers... Is this what he ant? I realized the True Intent of the Beautiful Fist in the Three-Life Illusion Realm... So it’s Full Level now?
Wang Mu was thoughtful. The Peak Boxing Skill from the ga... in this world, even if it can’t compare to the formidable Divine Power Skills and Body Cultivation Secret Skills from the last thousand years, it should still have so power, right?
"It’s a pity. If there were a target, I’d go out right now and test it on that chanical Man..."
Not bad at all; the Three-Life Illusion Realm is quite sothing, Wang Mu thought. It truly is a great place. This trip must have saved countless Action Points.
"Then, I should cultivate here for a bit..."
"Artifact Refining and Alchemy... As soone at the Foundation Establishnt Stage, I should be able to refine even better Magic Treasures and Magic Artifacts..."
He entered the familiar ancient forest.
Inside, there were still many Fierce Beasts ford from Beast Talismans. But they seed inactive at the mont, all standing silent.
Wang Mu was about to choose a place abundant with Spiritual Energy...
Suddenly, a familiar Puppet figure appeared.
"This must be the Puppet of Supre Master Mu Lanxue, right?" Wang Mu glanced at it, finding it indeed attractive.
Back then, I foolishly thought it was fake. If Yan Qingwu hadn’t arrived quickly, I might have been beguiled by it. Now that both my Auxiliary Cultivation thods have reached Great Success, I shouldn’t be so easily fooled...
Really quite nice... Wang Mu couldn’t help but take a few more glances.
However, just then, the Puppet said with a seductive smile, "Pretty... why don’t you co back with , and I’ll let you look to your heart’s content?"
? Wang Mu was stunned. WHAT THE—! It can talk now? Has this Puppet really co to life?
The very next second, cold sweat stread down Wang Mu’s back as he realized a possibility. Could it be that the Puppet was once again possessed by Mu Lanxue... and beca real?
"Senior Mu, you jest..." Wang Mu said softly.
"Oh, calling Senior already?" the Puppet of Mu Lanxue sneered. "A thousand years ago, at the Demon Palace, when we drank together, you called quite affectionately, ’Yuan’er, Yuan’er’..."
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