Lan Feng
Tian Ran was disappointed it was Mu Yu’s voice but wasn’t Mu Yu’s appearance. She wanted to giggle and cry in his arms. She thought she imagined the stranger was Mu Yu because she missed him.
Tian Ran politely smiled. “Be careful.”
Tian Ran recomposed herself and politely nodded. If the stranger was defeated, she intended to fight again. She turned around and began to walk, but she stopped and asked, “Can you tell me your name?”
Mu Yu chuckled under his breath. “Is it important?”
Tian Ran: Yeah, why did I even ask? He’s just replacing me.
“My name is Lan Feng.”
Tian Ran acknowledged she heard him and left. Goddess Piaomiao attended to Tian Ran’s needs and let the latter meditate. Mu Yu wreathed thin plants around his sword. Because Tian Ran recognised his swordplay, he needed to end his match before she opened her eyes.
Though Mu Yu’s aura was familiar, the white ape fiend king didn’t recall seeing him before. His gut told him something was amiss, so he cautioned, “Bai Ling, you go. Be careful. He doesn’t look weak.”
Bai Ling was a hundred spirit bird fiend. If it wasn’t for the beautiful feathers on her head, nobody would define her as a bird fiend. She assumed an astral form and confronted Mu Yu. “Fiend race’s Bai Ling.”
“Humanity’s Lan Feng.”
They do say not to judge a book by its cover. While Bai Ling might have looked captivating, she moved fast enough to give the impression that there were a hundred after images. Mu Yu waited for the first attack. Her feathers began to radiate different colours, each sharp and deadly.
Mu Yu wasn’t fazed. The bloodbats in the underground palace of Second Heaven were just as deadly as her feathers if not more. He had defeated a level five fiend beast in Second Heaven. As such, he was confident he could defeat a fiend all the same.
Mu Yu unsheathed Shadow Splitter Sword. He chose to start with Dustfallen Swordplay’s eighth technique – Falling Shadow Destruction. A hail of swords intercepted the flying feathers, destroying all the fathers.
Whilst hiding in her feathers, Bai Ling sang a song that was designed to hypnotise the listeners. Mu Yu had dealt with her kind before. Had it not been for Xiaoshuai singing tone-deaf style and ruining the previous opponent’s rhythm, he would’ve been caught. Hence, Mu Yu learnt the simplest way to play a song that didn’t harmonise with the song in his mind, cancelling out her song.
Xiaoshuai popped out and cleared his throat. “Need me to croon away a song? My newest single is called ‘Xiaoshuai Junior’. It goes like this: It’s Xiaoshuai. You can never have too many Xiaoshuai’s. Xiaoshuai will never let you cry. Xiaoshuai’s smile can give you wings to fly, yeah, yeah, ahuh, ah-.”
“Stop, stop. I’m good now,” said Mu Yu.
Mu Yu: I can’t believe I actually hummed along with his song to undo the hypnosis!
As her tactic failed, Bai Ling prepared to attack physically; however, Mu Yu launched himself forward and held his sword up to her neck. He didn’t mind extending his arm further to plunge his sword into her. Hostilely, he declared, “Next.”
It took a moment for the results to register for everyone. After all, Mu Yu accomplished what was deemed impossible.
“You know where Lan Feng is from?”
“No, but who cares. We just won!”
Humanity erupted into cheers and found their bravado again. Humanity won twice convincingly, demonstrating there was a good reason they ruled the world. The white ape fiend king, on the other hand, was livid. Mu Yu not only defeated his team member but also issued another challenge. That was the same as what the fiend king did. Mu Yu’s consecutive matches would dampen the fear the fiend king hoped to instil in humanity.
The fiend king sent out a snake fiend, which was an even easier opponent for Mu Yu. Mu Yu wasted no time dispatching the snake fiend.
“You still have another Primordial Infant Realm challenger, don’t you?” questioned Mu Yu, frigidly looking upon the fiend king out of anger the trouble the latter gave him.
Cang Wanzi saw hope in Mu Yu. If Mu Yu could win the last bout, humanity would have proven their dominance. As for the Body Severing Realm matches, he planned to instruct Mu Yu to drag out the last match so as to supply their reinforcements with more time.
“We want to switch to the Body Severing Realm matches now,” replied the fiend king.
The white ape fiend king planned to leverage the absence of humanity’s better Body Severing Realm cultivators to his advantage. If they could win the Body Severing Realm matches, they would’ve rendered Mu Yu’s wins in vain. It wasn’t against the rules to switch class partway through the contest.
Mu Yu had the same idea as Cang Wanzi in mind. Unfortunately, they went out the window. Mu Yu, therefore, pointed his sword at the fiend king and cajoled, “We’ll have to fight sooner or later? Are all of you so fussy?”
Suddenly, Mu Yu’s sword revealed the wood and water spirit’s auras. The water spirit celebrated because it saw Qiao Xue. It was only for a second, but she sensed her water spirit’s presence. She was certain she didn’t mistake her water spirit’s aura. Their parting scene and words floated into her mind again, flustering her.
Qiao Xue: Why can I sense the water spirit’s aura from him? That’s not Mu Yu, though.
Qiao Xue stepped forward and offered, “I shall fight you.”
“Qiao Xue, stand back,” demanded the fiend king, wanting to prioritise their plan.
“I can defeat him, Grandpa Ape.” Qiao Xue flew up to confront Mu Yu.
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