Green Pine Sect’s Woe
The difference in spiritual qi was never so pronounced from Mu Yu’s perception. Thanks to Mount Dustfallen’s spiritual qi core, the spiritual qi on the mountain was as potent as Third Continent’s. Otherwise, it was akin to living off drops of water.
Mu Yu’s new cultivation level allowed him to reach Green Pine Sect in less than an hour, a new time record that astounded Elder Xun. Elder Xun even asked, “Mu Yu, are you now a Prim-“
“Yes, I have reached Primordial Infant Realm.”
At Third Continent, Mu Yu’s cultivation was considered intermediate; however, in his age bracket, he was among the most advanced. He didn’t think too much of his own cultivation or progress in the eight months at Second Heaven.
“Primordial Infant Realm?! D-doesn’t that mean you’re on Daoist Qing Song’s level?!”
“Probably. I actually think I’m a tad superior.”
“Y-you are an ancestor-level heavyweight, then?”
“Ancestor? Look at how young I am.”
Xiaoshuai, who was cheerfully chomping on drumsticks, added, “Ancestor? The average age of Third Continent’s population would be awfully high, then.”
A smile bloomed on Elder Xun’s face for Mu Yu and Dustfallen Sect. That was not to mention how proud he was whenever he recalled Lie Shang had Daoist Qing Song around his finger. He expressed, “Bai Lang is now Green Pine Sect’s patriarch because Daoist Qing Song has adopted the life of a recluse to cultivate in peace. Green Pine Sect is now the ultimate authority at Moyun Mountains.”
Mu Yu wasn’t taken aback upon seeing Green Pine Sect again. Yes, the edifices were amazing, and they were wealthy at Moyun Mountains, but it was a far cry compared to Pill Cauldron Sect.
Bewildered at the sight of so many sentries at the main door, Mu Yu inquired, “Do they usually guard their sect so tightly?”
“No, not under normal circumstances. They weren’t so uptight when I left a few days ago. Shall I go make an enquiry?”
“No, let’s just head up the mountain.”
Green Pine Sect had a unit patrolling even the sky above Green Pine Sect’s conference plaza. Two disciples approached Mu Yu and warned, “Who are you? Trespassing onto Green Pine Sect’s grounds is strictly forbidden!”
A group came as backup and aimed their swords at Mu Yu.
“Stop! Stop!” cried Elder Xun, from behind mu Yu.
The disciples went down on their knees. “Greetings, Elder Xun.”
Mu Yu raised an eyebrow and subtly smiled. “Wow, you’re amazing, Elder Xun.”
Elder Xun awkwardly whispered, “Stop making fun of me. Isn’t this your work?”
After Daoist Qing Song pledged allegiance to Dustfallen Sect, he insisted all Green Pine Sect disciples were to show Elder Xun respect. Although some obliged, some refused to and decided to take matters into their own hands. Once Daoist Qing Song learnt of their abhorrent insults and humiliation endeavours, he exiled those involved. Henceforward, nobody disrespected Elder Xun in spite of the cultivation gap.
“You may all rise, my subjects,” Xiaoshuai declared from Mu Yu’s shoulder as he ate his drumstick.
“Please rise. Notify your patriarch an important guests visits. Additionally, call Kongkong and Miaomiao over,” Elder Xun authoritatively instructed.
A disciple hesitantly responded, “Elder, we can bring Kongkong and Miaomiao, but Patriarch…”
“What happened?”
“… Patriarch is discussing important business with other elders. We were told to stand guard and not disturb them.”
“Nonsense! Do you know who he is?!”
Mu Yu patted Elder Xun on the shoulder and discharged energy toward the conference hall, alerting the Golden Core Realm cultivators. Those inside immediately raced out to see what happened.
Mu Yu stated, “Don’t worry. I already contacted them.”
From inside, Bai Lang expressed, “Please forgive me for my tardy response, Lord Mu Yu.”
Bai Lang, appearing before his disciples, bowed to Mu Yu. Even the Golden Core Realm elders behind him bowed. The disciples were understandably confounded.
Bai Lang recognised Mu Yu from three years ago. The only other person he sensed such an immense aura from was Daoist Qing Song; even the elders were in awe. In fact, he could tell Mu Yu had surpassed Daoist Qing Song. In addition, he learnt some little-known facts about Dustfallen Sect from his shifu. Of course, Daoist Qing Song warned him not to offend anyone from Dustfallen Sect.
Mu Yu didn’t sense Daoist Qing Song’s aura, so he questioned, “You need not stand on ceremony, Patriarch Bai Lang. Where is Daoist Qing Song?”
Bai Lang sent off the disciples behind him then explained, “Shizun is currently busy. Please come in.”
Bai Lang’s concern flitting past didn’t escape Mu Yu.
“Please take the seat.” Bai Lang offered his seat to Mu Yu.
Mu Yu didn’t put on airs and accepted the offer. He dove right in and asked, “What happened to your shizun?”
Bai Lang sighed. He glanced over to Elder Xun and decided it was all right to speak. “Shizun has run into some trouble. If this is not handled appropriately, Moyun Mountains will be in trouble again.”
“Go on.”
Bai Lang smiled bitterly. “A young man visited my room not long ago. He was also a Primordial Infant Realm cultivator. Shizun stepped in to stop him as soon as he noticed the young man’s presence. He boldly challenged Shizun to a duel in seven days’ time in the name of settling a feud.”
“A Primordial Infant Realm youth?” Mu Yu’s first suspicion was Ghost Gate. He followed up, asking, “Did Daoist Qing Song accept the challenge?”
Bai Lang nodded. “He threatened to kill our disciples one by one if Shizun did not accept. He started making his way to the location last night.”
“Why are you so worried?”
“Shizun stated the cultivator is out for blood and is likely stronger than him. He told me to find Patriarch Feng Haochen if he did not make it back.”
“Who is he? Also, where did your shifu go?”
“I think you would recognise him.”
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