“So you were hiding your true skills.”
“You would’ve killed him even if I didn’t,” Mu Yu commented, noticing he was noticeably delighted after committing murder.
“Indeed, you have my gratitude for that. … Read more
“Hehe, Formation Sect’s disciples do impress. I expected my comrades to have finished you.”
Emerging from a yellow stream of light was a savage youth. He was the same Body Severing Realm youth Mu Yu … Read more
Claiming I died in the crossfire between Southern Star Taoist Temple and Cloudriver Sect would mean Formation Sect would have to take their complaint to the two sects. Meanwhile, Talisman Sect can sit back and watch. Now, the … Read more
Five days later, Ma Mingxun, a Body Severing Realm Heaven Stage formation caster around forty years old, was assigned the captain post in Mu Yu’s group heading out on their job. Mu Yu was troubled due … Read more
“Heaven Stage and Lesser Stage formation foundations can only be used once, while Greater Heaven Stage formation foundations can slowly absorb spiritual qi from the outside world to replenish themselves. When I say slowly, I mean very slowly. … Read more
“Wh-!” Greater Heaven Caster Lu jumped to his feet, unable to believe his test for Greater Heaven Stage disciples that he spent two days casting was beaten already.
Mu Yu held out eighty-one formation cores in both … Read more
Cheng Zhuo eventually spilt the beans. He was the Heaven Stage disciple who was on the team with Ji Wenkai and Luo Feilong at last year’s tournament against Talisman Sect. He went into the tournament with his … Read more
Within three days of Mu Yu’s notice going up, numerous Heaven Stage disciples took him up on his offer, many of whom were Luo Feilong and Ji Wenkai’s erstwhile underlings. A number decided to watch how things played out … Read more
“Welcome back, Junior Brother Feng Mu. Heaven Caster Liao just rearranged some rooms due to lodging issues. Junior Brother Cheng Zhuo has been moved to another room. Junior Brother Wu Wenxing and I will be staying with you from … Read more
“Y-you’re kidding me,” stuttered Luo Feilong.
Mu Yu bowed and said, “Your humble disciple sends you his greetings.”
“Feng Mu… I… I… I can’t believe this… I can’t believe I took you into Yin Corpse Formation. I-I … Read more
