Unexpected Situation
Mu Yu rolled up at the modest manor Dustfallen Sect’s members resided in accordance with Twenty-Five Kilometres South’s no-flying regulation so that he would not stand out. As soon as he and Tian Ran stepped through the door, though, both recoiled their heads back as a Body Severing Realm cultivator took a swing at their heads. Mu Yu caught the blade on his way back and voiced, “It’s me, Mu Yu.”
“Mu Yu?” effused Daoist Qingsong.
“Yes, Elder Qingsong.”
Daoist Qingsong sheathed his sword. “I apologise, Sir Mu Yu. I mistook you for a trespasser as Ling’er told me to be wary of anyone who barges in.”
“There is no need to apologise, Elder Qingsong. You only did what is right.” Mu Yu found the view familiar unlike everyone.
“I do not deserve to be your elder, Sir Mu Yu.”
Mu Yu smiled. “You are my senior brother’s father-in-law, Elder Qingsong. You can just call me Mu Yu.”
“Understood.”
“What happened, Dad?!” Upon seeing Mu Yu, Qing Mei enthused, “Mu Yu? I thought it was Ling’er.”
Elder Xun was equally excited to see Mu Yu again.
Mu Yu gave Elder Xun a shoulder pat. “Is everyone well? Where is everybody else?”
Elder Xun heaved a big breath. “We are the only three left here.”
“Where are Ling’er, Kongkong and Miaomiao?”
“I am to blame. I should have watched over Kongkong and Miaomiao. Five days ago, they left the manor to go play and never came back. Ling’er never came back, either, after she headed out to search for them.”
“I need details.”
“Kongkong and Miaomiao often sneak outside to kill boredom. We never stopped them since they are Spirit Severing Realm cultivators, but they vanished since five days ago. Prior to heading out, Ling’er informed us that the cultivation world might be targeting us and, therefore, advised us to stay put due to our inferior cultivation.” Elder Xun let out another big breath.
“It’s not your fault, Elder Xun. I know how mischievous those two can be.”
“Where do they usually go?” Xiaoshuai inquired.
“They like to stroll through every street and usually come back at night. We have been worried sick for them,” answered Elder Xun.
“… Please stay put here. Ling’er is right,” instructed Mu Yu. “I’ll go see if I can find them.”
“Where are we going to search?” asked Tian Ran, following after Mu Yu.
“Seventeen Kilometre Street,” responded Mu Yu. “That’s the best place to collect information.”
Upon arriving outside Melody Garden, Mu Yu stopped in his tracks and wrinkled his nose. “I smell blood.” Mu Yu jumped inside and dead man in the courtyard. Mu Yu vigilantly went closer to get a closer look. It turned out the man was the one sunbathing on a rock the last time Mu Yu visited.
“Someone raided this place?” Tian Ran questioned.
Mu Yu ran his hand along the man’s forehead, sucking out white energy. “Soul energy.”
“Third Heaven Palace?” Tian Ran sprang to her feet and readied her weapon.
“He died a while ago. Judging from his corpse, he died, at least, five days ago.” Mu Yu set down the man’s corpse and headed further in.
Melody Garden had been awfully desecrated, corpses, furniture and rocks strewn. All thirty-two corpses had soul energy inside of their bodies.
“God damn it!” Mu Yu cursed. “Why?”
“I don’t see Ximen Buxing or Wanwan,” reported Tian Ran.
“I shouldn’t have let Ximen Buxing leave,” Mu Yu fumed regretfully.
Xiaoshuai knocked on the ground. “The unorthodox faction didn’t set any formations here. I thought Xie Bulao is supposed to be a formation expert.”
Mu Yu assumed, “Knowing their characters, they wouldn’t stop people barging in. It’s just a question of who dares to just like the first time I came here.”
Xiaoshuai strolled between the rows of corpses and then cast his eyes over to the water. “Mu Yu, there’s someone alive in the water!”
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