Sword Shadow City
Nobody tried to stop Mu Yu from leaving after what he did for them. He left numerous destiny skeleton sovereign pills with Ku Mu and kept just five for himself. He left the majority of what he procured for he believed Ku Mu needed them more than he did for self-defence.
It was a half a day’s journey back to the valley.
“Big Earthworm, I thought you were already a potion for someone,” Xiaoshuai teased.
“Roar!” The dragon vine coiled around Ku Mu’s wrist and responded, “Rat, you still have a fetish for verbal lashings, huh?”
The next destination was Twenty-Five Kilometres South Garden, where Mu Yu intended to rendezvous with Lie Shang in case his senior had found Feng Haochen. From there, they needed to start working on dark herb. Ku Mu knew how to navigate there, except it was a long journey. Flying-wise, it would take Mu Yu five to six days. Ku Mu didn’t want to travel ceaselessly. As a result, they popped into a city for a rest after three days.
“Sword Shadow City? You want to get hit? I’d rather die than set foot in that city!”
“Since you’re still not dead, you’re coming along, then.”
As always, a statue of Sword Shadow Dust Gale was erected at the city doors as the formation core for the city’s defensive formation against elemental demons. The city was popular with cultivators. The recent Ultimate Immortals Ranking, however, was even more popular, especially Sword Shadow Dust Gale’s disciple.
“Mu Yu is a traitor to humanity, isn’t he?”
“He’s now humanity’s hero. Third Heaven Palace’s information is never wrong. People now believe Sword Shadow Dust Gale was the one who directed him to let the fiend king go.”
“As if.”
“True God vanished a hundred years ago. He must have his reasons. Over a dozen of Ultimate Immortals on the current ranking are fiends. That goes to show Third Heaven Palace acknowledges the fiends.”
Mu Yu jovially remarked from their table, “Gramps, everyone is talking about me.”
Ku Mu looked up from his bowl and glared at Mu Yu. The first thing he said since grouchily entering the city was, “Hide the crest on your hand. You can fool around because they can’t put your face to your name. Once they can, how much do you want to bet that other ranked individuals will start picking fights with you?”
“Please, I’m rank eighty-two. There are eighty-one people ahead of me. Why would they pick on me of all people?”
“Because you’re the disciple of that jerk. People want to beat you to prove they’re superior to Sword Shadow Dust Gale’s disciple.”
“Gramps, did you eat an explosion pill or something?” Xiaoshuai suddenly jumped in.
“He despises Sword Shadow Dust Gale the same way I despise you,” answered the dragon vine.
“You make it sound as if I like you, Big Earthworm.”
A thin middle-aged man shared, “I heard from Pill Cauldron Sect that Mu Yu is also Poison King, Eternally Youthful Ku Mu’s disciple. Pill Cauldron Sect confined Eternally Youthful Ku Mu after the events at Second Heaven. Afterwards, Mu Yu went running back to save Poison King. In the process, he, a Body Severing Realm cultivator, defeated one of their Spirit Severing Realm elders.”
“You sure?”
“Dead serious. My senior brother’s ex’s third brother-in-law’s neighbour is buddies with one of their sect’s brother’s friend’s uncle.”
“I heard that story. If you ask me, I reckon Poison King aided Mu Yu from the shadows. You know how dangerous Poison King is? Apparently, he’s a Body Synthesis Realm cultivator. He must’ve taught Mu Yu all the good stuff.
Mu Yu patted Ku Mu’s shoulder. “They’re vaunting you, Gramps.”
“Hmph.” Ku Mu looked down and cracked a smile to himself.
“Nah, I bet Mu Yu used Sword Shadow Dust Gale’s Celestial Swords Nine Summons to win. Sword Shadow Dust Gale would stomp Eternally Youthful Ku Mu. True God versus a cultivator who resorts to poison? Come on,” disputed the lanky man.
Mu Yu’s smile froze. Ku Mu snorted, “Hmph!”
“’Hmph’ what?! You disagree?” the lanky man turned around and asked.
“Who agrees with bullcrap?” scoffed Ku Mu.
Since the lanky man determined Ku Mu was only a Golden Core Realm cultivator, he slammed the table. Without his signature green hair and old appearance, nobody recognised Ku Mu. The lanky man’s Primordial Infant Realm aura travelled toward Ku Mu, and then it would just vanish, confounding the man.
The lanky man scanned the others. The only person siting opposite Ku Mu was Mu Yu, who was eating as if it didn’t concern him. There was also a rodent chomping on drumsticks as if his life depended on it. From what he could discern, Mu Yu didn’t emit the aura of a Body Severing Realm cultivator. As such, he attempted to slap Ku Mu, but Mu Yu caught his hand in motion using chopsticks.
“Keep going and you’ll be paying with this hand on top of the cost of your meal.”
With one hand restraining the man, Mu Yu had a nip of water, unbothered. Based on Mu Yu’s strength, people concluded he was a Body Severing Realm cultivator.
“Get lost!” Ku Mu brayed, sending the lanky man a frightening glare.
“He told you to get lost, you hear?” Mu Yu squeezed the man’s hand harder while pouring himself another drink with his other hand.
Lanky man: Why is he listening to the old man when he’s two realms above him? Is he a servant or something?
“I told you not to come to this sort of place!” scolded Ku Mu, snatching the drink from Mu Yu and finishing it. He then stood up and warned Mu Yu with his gaze. “Get moving.”
“Couldn’t you have let me be cool for a few seconds? Sheesh.”
“You can’t be cool for seconds. I’m the only one who’s always cool.” Xiaoshuai rubbed his bulging belly and burped.
Mu Yu grabbed Xiaoshuai by his tail and followed after Ku Mu. “I need to give him something to cool down.”
Suddenly, a sword sat in front of Ku Mu. Voice cold, a man declared, “Ultimate Immortals Ranking’s Rank Eighty-Two, I need your rank.”
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