Rumble for the Dragon Vine
“Finally! I’ve been waiting for the day it’d evolve into a dragon! Finally! It’s mine now!” declared the Spirit Severing Realm intruder.
“Run!”
The masses fled helter-skelter. Huai Baiwan would’ve been helpless in the face of the chaos even if he was present.
As the Spirit Severing Realm elder’s wrinkly hand closed in on the dragon vine, a weird walking stick knocked the hand away. The potent spiritual energy that burst as a result took the building with it.
“You’re not going to waltz off with the dragon vine, Old Wu,” mocked another Spirit Severing Realm elder.
“Zhuang Hong, know your place,” brayed Old Wu.
Old Wu didn’t show himself – not that anyone would’ve recognised him anyway. Both elders were freestyle cultivators who had been assumed to be cold in the ground already.
“Hold your horses,” interrupted an elderly woman, enunciating words with a hiss.
“All three of you should hold you horses,” a fourth person chimed in.
“How are we going to divide it among so many of us?”
“Well, if we’re less you lot who I could never stand, we won’t need to worry about that.”
“I like that.”
Nobody could put names or faces to voices since the speakers hid themselves. Mu Yu, who was caught in the midst of it all, could feel danger trapping him in the middle.
“The spirit formation is down,” Xiaoshuai briefed.
“To the trees!” ordered Mu Yu.
The dragon vine belted and then flew to the exit.
“Get over here! Who said you could run away?” The old woman utilised a frayed dress that extended to ten metres to smack the dragon vine back to the ground and pin it.
“Oh, god, she must not have washed this thing in decades,” griped Mu Yu.
Xiaoshuai covered his nose and jabbered, “Great, now what? Thanks a lot, Worm!”
Mu Yu crawled out of the dragon vine to attempt lifting the dress. Alas, it was too heavy to move. Underneath them was solid steelrock. He couldn’t slash his way out because using Nameless Swordsman’s embedded power would disable his arm. He couldn’t defeat the foes around with two arms, let alone one. Suddenly, an elder lifted a corner of the dress and said, “C-c-come out.”
Mu Yu and the dragon vine hurried out from underneath the dress.
“D-d-don’t speak. B-be careful.”
Though they were already at an exit, it was better to be safe than sorry, so Mu Yu asked, “Did you rescue us for the dragon vine?”
The elder with the green beard stuttered, “N-no. I-I saw y-y-”
“Looking handsome?” asked Mu Yu.
“N-n-n-n-no.”
“I’m the handsome one, right?” Xiaoshuai inquired.
The elder pinched his eyebrows together. He ignored Xiaoshuai and pointed. “Th-the-the exit is over there.”
“Thanks,” responded Mu Yu, hurrying off. He halted in his tracks after a few steps and turned back. “You’re rescuing us without asking for anything in return? What the…? Where is he?”
“Who cares?! Just go!” pestered Xiaoshuai.
Mu Yu scratched his head and hopped onto the dragon vine’s neck. From the sky, they could see the young cultivators watched the venue from afar. Mu Yu had a bad feeling, and it was self-explanatory once he was high in the sky: everyone could see him.
Everyone was stunned until a bearded man blurted, “He’s still alive?!”
Quickly catching on to what all the gazes on him were asking, Xing Gao shook his head. “I don’t know him.”
“Catch the dragon vine!” commanded Beiya, spearheading the charge.
“The old man never said anything about the army waiting here!” exclaimed Mu Yu.
Lie Shang and Ximen Buxing finally recognised Mu Yu and exchanged eye contact. Ximen Buxing queried, “He’s the one who was looking for you at Mist City. You know him?”
“He’s my junior. I’ll talk about it after I save him,” replied Lie Shang, dashing over to cut off Beiya and putting aside his desire to ask why Mu Yu didn’t come straight to him after arriving.
“Damn, I thought he was joking.” Ximen Buxing followed after Lie Shang whilst grumbling, “Man, we’re going to have our hands full against these numbers. Sigh, whatever.”
“What is this about, Lie Shang?” questioned Beiya. “Are you trying to snatch the dragon vine?”
“I won’t let you lay your hands on him.”
“The dragon vine belongs to us.”
Lie Shang disregarded the Primordial Infant Realm backup team joining Beiya and asserted, “The dragon has a mind of its own. If it allowed him to ride it, it has proven it acknowledge him.”
“My brother-in-law has tamed it, it seems,” added Ximen Buxing, saluting Beiya.
“I’m not another one of your brothers-in-law, Ximen Buxing!” fired Mu Yu, rushing over to Lie Shang.
Ximen Buxing flicked his hair and leisurely said, “I have a line of people begging to be my brother-in-law. You’re such a sugar and fire kid.”
“I’m not one of those idiots.”
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