Although Yao Wuji wanted to inform Daoist Yun Dan about what transpired, Mu Yu argued they should wait for Daoist Yuan De and Zhuge Xiaosheng to come to.
Mu Yu sneaked back to Formation Sect, the … Read more
“Hahaha, I’m rich! I’m bloody rich!” cheered Daoist Chu Buqu, counting his spirit stones waltzed into a decrepit temple at the city outskirts.
“Shifu, I should’ve loaned you a spirit stone,” bemoaned Chu Xiachi, sighing over his bankruptcy.
“I … Read more
“Don’t tell my brother yet. They’re witch hunting me right now. You both have felt my energy. I don’t want him to misunderstand me,” Mu Yu expressed.
Lu Deyi conveyed, “There is no need to categorise … Read more
There was nothing surprising about alchemists and formation casters – polar opposites – to shoot lightning at each other through their eyes, but it was hilarious to Xiaoshuai since they were oblivious to the fact that both … Read more
“Sorry, but I can’t come home yet, First Brother,” Mu Yu uttered, scattering the divine will retrieval herbs into the air as dust. “I still need bloodlust energy to take down Third Heaven Palace. You haven’t … Read more
Zhuge Xiaosheng and Daoist Yuan De’s groups sat facing each other in a cavern located in a remote location. Nobody dared to ask why Mu Yu brought them to the cavern as opposed to waiting where they … Read more
“There are two qi signals,” Xiaoshuai noted.
“Go check on the situation, but keep a safe distance. All you need to do is see the owner of the second signal,” Mu Yu instructed, unable to risk leaving the group.… Read more
Blood splattered onto Zhuge Xiaosheng’s face, sobering him. Standing before him was Mu Yu, who shielded Zhuge Xiaosheng with his shoulder, feet plugged into the ground so that he would not tip over and gnashing his teeth as he … Read more
Watching Daoist Yuan De pull his walking stick go through Zhuge Xiaosheng’s chest, Yao Wuji shouted, “What are you doing, Martial Uncle?!”
Daoist Yuan De blew Yao Wuji back, leaving everyone speechless. Lu Deyi and Mu Chenghong’s delayed … Read more
Mu Yu inspected Zhuge Xiaosheng using with his spiritual energy. “No Divine Soul Formation?”
“Sir, our patriarch needs to be treated!” urged Lu Deyi.
“You’re not under someone’s control, correct?” Mu Yu questioned.
Panting, Zhuge Xiaosheng answered, “No.”
“Sorry … Read more