Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens – Ch. 364

Soul Setting Formation

The phantasmal individual peacefully hovering above Soul Setting Formation was Ku Mu! Mu Yu wasn’t sure if he was the same Ku Mu, but he recognised the vitality. That wasn’t an illusion; it was Ku Mu’s soul.

Ku Mu’s soul was fragile and lacked a mind of its own, rendering it at risk. Without Soul Setting Formation, it could wound up destroyed. Mu Yu couldn’t rashly fumble with the formation as he didn’t understand its operation mechanisms.

“Mu Yu, we’re back,” hollered Xiaoshuai, bouncing around with drumsticks in celebration.

Qiao Xue landed next to Mu Yu.

“Xiaoshuai, come check this out for me! How’s Dad doing?” Mu Yu pulled Xiaoshuai over and handed him Blood Jade Black Crystal.

“Dad? Mu Yu, he’s gone…” Xiaoshuai didn’t throw a tantrum despite Mu Yu taking his drumstick off him.

“Soul Setting Formation. Soul. Xiaoshuai, see if he can still be saved.”

Qiao Xue, worried, placed a hand on Mu Yu’s shoulder, mistaking he was delusional. Mu Yu explained what he saw to them, but they found it hard to believe. Mu Yu insisted Xiaoshuai check it out for himself.

“How is he?” Mu Yu anxiously questioned.

“The formation sure dazzled me. I never heard of a formation that can protect and house a soul. Ghost Gate are far behind if you compare their skills to this. Mm, his soul is damaged, though. I don’t think it’ll be easy to heal the damage. The enforcer’s energy is weird. It damages souls severely. His soul is lifeless at the moment, and I would attribute it to the white ray fired at him.”

“Can we save him?”

“I’m not sure. I think a fluke led the formation into catching his soul the instant it left his body. I don’t know if he designed the formation for himself, to be honest. Seems unlikely. I can see cuts on his soul’s chest, which is the work of the enforcer. I think the only way to restore his conscious is via repairing the cuts.”

“Is there any way to do that?” Mu Yu was figuratively jumping with joy.

Xiaoshuai scratched his head. “Not sure. Ghost Gate found a way to perform revivals. Maybe it has to do with souls.”

Mu Yu’s next behavioural reaction gave away the fact that he’d approach Ghost Gate one way or another to learn the skill necessary to repairing the soul’s damage. Qiao Xue, who shuddered hearing the mention of Ghost Gate, queried, “Mu Yu, do you really intend to seek a solution from Ghost Gate?”

After contemplation, Xiaoshuai elaborated, “Don’t rush to Ghost Gate. Given the complexity of the formation, I reckon he’ll be able to leave the formation temporarily after he wakes up. I don’t really know the details. Anyhow, formations require maintenance. If you don’t understand how it works, you can’t maintain it once a line runs into a problem.”

“I need to go to Formation Sect!” declared Mu Yu, springing to his feet.

“I’ll go with you,” said Qiao Xue.

“Don’t. I need to enter their school as a new disciple to expand my knowledge on formations. I need to search for Chen Tiandao. He might not grant me an audience or believe me. I’ll have a better chance if I’m one of his disciples. I’ll find a way to convince him to help me.”

At best, there was a slim chance Chen Tiandao was privy to Third Heaven Palace’s scheme if Ku Mu was unaware.

“Okay, be extra careful, then. I need to return to the fiend race.”

Qiao Xue was summoned back a month ago. Howbeit, she kept tarrying to accompany Mu Yu. Evidently, she considered him her top priority.

Mu Yu stared at Qiao Xue as he gratefully recalled how she kept him company since Ku Mu’s passing. He suddenly pulled her into his embrace and whispered by her ear, “Thank you.”

Face on fire, Qiao Xue pushed Mu Yu away and shook her head. “You don’t have to thank me. Tian Ran would’ve done the same thing.”

Mu Yu bit down on his bottom lip.

“I know that you’re not the impulsive type, which is why I trust you to not do anything thoughtless. Xiaoshuai, be a good boy, okay? Stay well, both of you, okay?” Qiao Xue gave Xiaoshuai a gentle head scrub.

“Roger, Sister Qiao Xue.” Xiaoshuai wagged his tail.

Qiao Xue bid Mu Yu farewell with a bright dimple. He waited for her to vanish off the horizon before drawing Shadow Splitter Sword. He told himself that he needed to grow up and stop relying on his seniors. Thus, he removed the iron essence Cheng Yan planted in Shadow Splitter Sword and soared off with Xiaoshuai.

***

Tian Budai and Tian Yun sat upstairs at an eloquent edifice located at Twenty-Five Kilometres South Garden.

“When will he come for you?”

Tian Budai had a nip of tea. “He’ll come.”

Tian Yun stomped and cursed, “I may have had my leg replaced, but it’s nowhere near as good. Damn him! Mu Yu must die. I don’t give a toss if he’s True God’s disciple. In fact, I heard True God is a cripple now. True God wouldn’t be able to do anything even if we did kill him. Moreover, with Third Heaven Palace acting as your protective talisman, True God wouldn’t defy them unless he wants to be the next Eternally Youthful Ku Mu!”

Celestial Star Sect wasted no effort finding a cultivator with a leg compatible with Tian Yun’s body and amputated the cultivator’s leg off without any hesitation.

“He’s True God’s disciple, not True God. We need to respect True God. Third Heaven Palace can’t stop him.”

“Hmph… Brother, you must kill Mu Yu.”

Tian Budai contracted his brows. “If you really want revenge, you should avenge yourself. As a representative of Celestial Star Sect, stop yourself from embarrassing the sect.”

“I won’t be patriarch in the future, anyway. My job is to go out and boast. You just worry about expanding the sect. With you at the helm and power in our grasp, embarrassing acts would become admirable acts.”

“Keep yourself in line. I’ll apprehend Mu Yu when he comes for me, and you kill him. Let me remind you that there is to be no next time.”

“My question is, why is he still not here? What a wuss.”

Tian Budai finally smiled again. “He will come to avenge his shifu. Regardless of when he comes, the outcome will still be the same. Once I kill True God’s disciple in front of an audience, I will shake the entire world of cultivation.”

Tian Yun felt a chill down his spine just imagining the scene of Tian Budai enacting his plan.

 

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