"You wicked woman, let him go!"
That was the Qingshuang Sword Spirit.
"And what if I don't?" Mu Hongyuan tightened her grip, her legs wrapped around Wang Mu's back, their bodies pressed intimately together. She smiled faintly. "What can you do to ?"
"You... you... you..."
The little Sword Spirit was so enraged it was speechless, tears welling in its eyes.
"Alright, that's enough," Wang Mu frowned. "Are you satisfied now?"
"Not enough. Of course, it's not enough," Mu Hongyuan said. "Your Taoist couple wants to kill **, Brother Mu. Don't you feel any desire to protect at all?"
"Is this how you keep your promises?" Mu Hongyuan taunted.
With that, Mu Hongyuan dispersed the protective light of the Unrivaled Bell.
She even put the Unrivaled Bell away completely and said to the Sword Spirit, "Fine, I won't resist. Co on, then! If you have the guts, strike down!"
The Qingshuang Sword Spirit showed no rcy.
Enraged, it plunged into the Green Frost Sword, launching an earth-shattering strike!
At this mont, Mu Hongyuan appeared as if she had lost all her Cultivation. She closed her eyes and even turned Wang Mu around, positioning herself to et the Green Frost Sword's strike head-on.
He knew perfectly well she was doing this on purpose.
Instantly, Wang Mu felt he could move his body again.
He imdiately spun around, facing the Green Frost Sword and shielding Mu Hongyuan.
The sword light descended, stopping just above his head, aid at Mu Hongyuan who was behind him.
"Get out of the way! Let kill this wicked woman!" the Sword Spirit's furious voice ca from within the Green Frost Sword.
"Little one, stop ssing around," Wang Mu whispered. "Hurry back to your master. We're leaving soon."
"No! I can sense that Master is unhappy right now. I ca out specifically to help her deal with this! Move aside!" the Sword Spirit clamored.
Oh, so Yan Qingwu doesn't know about this yet.
It must have been the little Sword Spirit accompanying her that sensed her distress.
"Don't worry," Wang Mu transmitted his voice, "Once we're out of here, I'll teach this wicked woman a lesson for you."
The Qingshuang Sword Spirit paused.
"Really?"
"Absolutely."
"How will you teach her a lesson?"
"I'll use my sword to first whip her, then stab her, riddling her with hundreds of holes until she's mangled beyond recognition," Wang Mu said. "Don't waste your energy; you still need to help your master recover from her Crossing Tribulation."
The Sword Spirit hesitated for a mont; the thought seed to appease it greatly.
"You don't believe ?" Wang Mu asked.
"I... believe you," the Green Frost Sword withdrew its aura, "but... it seems like you can't defeat her."
"..." Wang Mu.
"I don't need to defeat her. As long as she listens to , that's enough," Wang Mu said.
"Why would she listen to you?"
"Because I repaired the treasure she carries. Without , she can't cultivate. Therefore, she has to listen to ," Wang Mu bluffed.
"So that's how it is..." The Qingshuang Sword Spirit was convinced. It hesitated for a mont and said, "But you mustn't let this wicked woman deceive you..."
"Don't worry, we made a pinky promise."
"Mhm," the Qingshuang Sword Spirit seed to nod, then slowly retracted and vanished from the spot.
"Oh my..." Mu Hongyuan blinked her captivating eyes. "Brother Mu, you're quite capable, aren't you? Dismissing that Green Frost Sword with just a few words."
Wang Mu remained silent. He walked out of the Sword Sect, telepathically bid farewell to Sect Master Jian Wuqing, and departed imdiately.
Upon reaching the foot of Gu Yun Mountain, Wang Mu tried to put Mu Hongyuan down but found he simply couldn't.
"What's wrong? Angry?" Mu Hongyuan narrowed her eyes. "Can't bear it any longer?"
"Tell , where else do you want to go?" Wang Mu asked.
"If you're unwilling, don't force yourself," Mu Hongyuan said with a faint smile. "Didn't you say you were going to teach a lesson? What happened? All talk and no action?"
"Do you find it amusing to eavesdrop on telepathic conversations?" Wang Mu retorted.
"I didn't intend to eavesdrop. You were conversing telepathically with soone while I was on your back; it was hard for not to overhear," Mu Hongyuan laughed. "You spin quite a yarn, but you're all bark and no bite."
"Weren't you going to whip with a sword? Riddle my body with hundreds of holes? Well? Co on, then!"
"..." Wang Mu.
He struck her shapely buttocks with a backhand, his hand like a sword.
He vaguely felt a strong repulsive force, as if from so kind of restriction.
The impact made his palm tingle painfully.
Mu Hongyuan was startled at first, then her face flushed slightly as she smiled radiantly.
"Brother Mu, you really intend to bully , huh? Unfortunately, with your ager strength, you're nowhere near capable enough to whip . My Yin Yang Mixed Elent Body can negate various Divine Powers and absorb all kinds of energies. Only a divine artifact like the Green Frost Sword, which embodies the principles of the Sword Dao, could possibly cause any harm."
Mu Hongyuan leaned on Wang Mu's shoulder and exhaled softly. "So, you want to bully ... thinking of hitting where...? It's far too early for that... Does your hand hurt?"
"..." Wang Mu.
The physique of an Ascension Realm expert is truly formidable.
Ah... It seems Nanrong Biyou is the sa.
Their bodies are incredibly resilient.
Moreover, their bodies seem to possess an automatic defense chanism. A thousand years of Cultivation certainly haven't been for naught.
For a mont, Wang Mu couldn't help but feel a surge of longing for greater strength.
"Your breath stinks. Didn't you rinse your mouth?" Wang Mu said. "Alright, where to next?"
"..." Mu Hongyuan.
"I want to take a bath," Mu Hongyuan said. "In Tianlin Continent, there's a unique peak called Wind Spirit Spring. Carry there for a soak. It's quite far from the Sword Sect, so this shouldn't put you in an awkward position, will it?"
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