Powerful surges of holy aura emanated from the Sacred Wood Peak, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly. Among them, the two most imposing auras surged from the peak's summit, transforming into two sheets of holy clouds that hovered above Zhang Ruochen's head.
Besides this, the core members of the Mu family also descended the mountain one after another, staring at Zhang Ruochen with the gravity of facing a great enemy. Even the weakest cultivators of the Mu family had reached the half-saint realm.
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This also shows how impressive the heritage of an old family can be.
Zhang Ruochin held A Le's corpse, calmly looking at the powerful figures of the Mu family, his gaze fixed on Yun Zheng. He said, "Yun Zheng senior, long time no see?"
Yun Zheng walked out from the crowd, his body surging with layers of holy light, radiating a powerful aura. He said coldly: "Zhang Ruochen, stop trying to associate with me, I don't know you."
Zhang Ruochin remained expressionless and said, "I want to see Senior Sister Duanmu."
<<<"Ling Xi is now the fiancee of Huo Zu Qiu Yu Gongzi. Next month, on the first day of the seventh lunar month, they will be married. You young one, Sheng Mu Feng is not a place for you to be, and Qiu Yu Gongzi is someone you can't afford to offend. In the future, it's best to stay away from Ling Xi." Yun Zheng said.>>>
"I understand, you can't make the decision." Zhang Ruochen said.
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Upon hearing this, Yun Zheng's face turned extremely embarrassed. He gritted his teeth, a look of anger in his eyes.
Zhang Ruochin raised his head and stared at the two holy clouds flying in the sky, saying: "Ouyang Huan, why don't you come down and see this old friend of yours?"
A silvery chariot flew out of the holy clouds, radiating brilliant light, and landed on the ground.
Emperor Ou Yang Huan sat in his silver phoenix chariot, clad in a pristine white robe. His jet-black hair was neatly tied up on top of his head, still making him appear youthful, handsome, and elegant, just like an immortal descended from the heavens.
Even those half-Saints and even Saint Realm ancestors from the Mu family all bowed: “Greetings, Vice Sect Master.”
"Ouyang Huan stared at Zhang Ruichen, smiling: “In just one year, you’ve fallen to such a state.”
"Isn't this thanks to you?" Zhang Ruochin said.
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Zhang Ruochin said: "Li Di, Xue Wuyue, Gai Tianjiao, Beigong Lan, Su Han, even Chi Wan'sui, could all be saving me. But it definitely doesn't include you. Your palm strike was meant to kill me, and to have me die at the hands of my former lover. Your intentions are truly cruel."
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"How I do things is none of your business."
Zhang Ruochin asked again, "Where is Qiu Yu?"
"The autumn rain isn't falling on Mount Wudi, if it were, you could proactively return the boundary seal to me, and I could invite you to my wedding feast on the seventh day of next month. Then, you would naturally be able to see him," Ou Yang Huan said.
"Next month, the first seventh day right? I'll definitely come on time to meet up."
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Zhang Ruochin's gaze once again fixed on the towering Shengmu Peak, and he let out a wave of sound, saying: "Senior Sister Duanmu, you must cherish your own life and don't give up easily. Zhang Ruochin swears here that on the first seventh day next month, he will definitely come to take you away, and no one is allowed to force you to do anything you don't want to do."
Every word Zhang Ruochin uttered was thunderous, echoing for a thousand miles and startling all the demonic cultivators.
Zhang Ruochin came to Shengmufeng just to say this, he had to give Mulingxi a glimmer of hope, otherwise, with her personality, she would most likely commit suicide before the seventh day of next month.
In the depths of the Xuan Tie Hall, amidst a sacred grove, Mu Lingxi lay on the ground. Hearing Zhang Ruochen's vow, her heart was filled with an overwhelming sense of emotion. To simply hear those words, even if it meant death, would leave no regrets.
At the same time, Mu Lingxi was also very worried about Zhang Ruochin's safety. She feared that Zhang Ruochin would, for her sake, recklessly charge into Wuding Mountain and do something as foolish as striking a rock with an egg.
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"Enough, that's enough... Zhang Ruochin, you don't have to come, there's no need to fulfill that promise from back then, it's enough..."
Mu Ling whispered to herself, tears streaming down her eyes, yet a smile of happiness graced her face.
Unfortunately, no one relayed Mu Lingxi's message, and Zhang Ruochin couldn't hear her voice.
Lin SuXian stood atop a spiritual peak not far from ShengMu Feng, a white veil adorning her face. She gazed at the holy light emanating from the foot of ShengMu Feng. A complex and sorrowful expression flickered in her beautiful eyes as she spoke, "Do you see? Another reckless young man, so much like Luo Xu from back then. Alas, reality is not something mortals can defy. It will inevitably end in tragedy."
Lin Feiyue stood behind Lin Suixian and said, "Mother has always said that being able to meet a man like Senior Luo Xu who would fight to the death for you is already beyond desire. He Lingxi being able to meet Zhang Ruochen is not something to be envied?"
Zhang Ruochin hugged A Le's corpse, preparing to leave.
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Suddenly, a deafening voice boomed from the holy clouds above: "Mount Shengmu is not a place you can come and go as you please!"
Zhang Ruochin glanced upward and saw a man in his fifties standing at the center of the holy clouds. He gave off an aura that made one feel awestruck, undoubtedly a top-tier powerhouse.
Tens of thousands of holy light chains descended from the heavens, each woven from the rules of the sacred way.
"The Wood Family's Saint Master, a renowned saintly overlord for hundreds of years, actually attacks a junior? Doesn't he fear being ridiculed by cultivators all over the world?" A bright sword light flew from afar, dragging a long luminous streamer and landing on the ground, condensing into Ling Feiyu's figure.
When Ling Feiyu appeared, all the demon cult cultivators present knelt down and paid their respects.
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Ling Feiyu's eyes were cold and sharp, like swords. "This palace owes Zhang Ruochin a favor. Today, no matter what, I will ensure he leaves Wuzhishan."
A Saint King appeared in person, and the divine might emanating from her body shook the entire arena. Even someone as powerful as Yun Zheing, a Saint himself, was rendered immobile, as if ten mountains were pressing down on him.
The Holy King is the ruler within the Holy Way. With a casual strike, he can obliterate a saint.
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But just then, another force of saintly power, no weaker than Ling Feiyu's, emanated from Shengmu Peak. The two forces collided, instantly causing a hurricane to sweep across the heavens and earth.
Ling Feiyu's eyes narrowed, gazing into the distance. A slender figure clad in black robes stood at the eye of the hurricane, like a ghost. It seemed to be a black hole, devouring all the surrounding light.
"Ye Xiao Xiang, you actually want to interfere in this matter?" Ling Fei Yu said.
That shadowy figure was none other than Ye Xiao Xiang, the Palace Master of the Dark Night Palace, one of the Nine Palaces of the Demon Cult.
Ye Xiao sighed softly and said, "This palace master only thinks that your actions are too unfair to the Mu family. I just want to say a fair word."
"How unfair!" Ling Feiyu exclaimed.
"Ye Xiao Xiang said, "Zhang Ruochin is not a disciple of the Divine Sect, yet he dares to break into Shengmu Peak and clamor to destroy the marriage of a young member of the Mu family. He is undoubtedly provoking the Mu family. If the Mu family just lets him leave like this, how can they stand firm in the sect in the future? Lord Ling Gong, you can't let the Mu family suffer such humiliation just because you want to repay a favor."
All the venerable elders of the Wood Clan spoke up in unison, "That's right, the Wood Clan absolutely cannot tolerate this!"
"Palace Master, the Mu family is also an ancient prestigious clan. We hope you can give our Mu family some face and prevent outsiders from thinking that the Mu family is easy to bully."
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Ye Xiao's eyes lit up with a smile, "Lord Ling's cultivation is profound, he is a king in the Holy Dao. However, one shouldn't be too tyrannical. After all, the ancestor of the Mu family is also a king in the Holy Dao. When he returns, how will you explain yourself to him?"
Ling Feiyu said, "You don't have to be so evasive. Just say it. In your opinion, what would be fair?"
"If Zhang Ruochin can withstand three moves from the Saint Master of the Mu Family without dying, this palace master will swear to protect his life together with you and personally send him down the mountain. How about it?" Ye Xiaoxiang said.
"No way. Mu Qitian's cultivation has already reached the late stage of True Saint. With such profound cultivation, after three moves, where would Zhang Ruochin still be alive?" Ling Feiyu said.
Ling Feiyu could see that even though Zhang Ruochin drank every day, his cultivation hadn't been neglected. This year, Zhang Ruochin's cultivation had made remarkable progress, reaching the peak of the Xuanhuang realm.
Back then, Ling Feiyu cultivated from the early stage of the Xuanhuang Realm to its peak, but it took him a full five years.
With Zhang Ruochin's rate of improvement, compared to Ou Yang Huan who had consumed countless pills, he was not at all inferior.
But, the True Saint realm is extraordinary. From the early stage to the middle stage, and from the middle stage to the late stage, each small realm is a vast difference between heaven and earth.
Even a Saint at the Xuanhuang Realm, even with an extraordinary physique and unparalleled talent, it would be unrealistic to withstand three strikes from a True Saint late-stage powerhouse.
Zhang Ruochin naturally didn't want to embarrass Ling Feiyu, after all, her situation in the Demon Sect was also very difficult. So she stepped forward and said, "Three moves, right? I accept."
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"As expected of a time traveler, you have guts." Ye Xiao Xiang let out a silver bell-like laugh.
Ouyang Huan saw Ye Xiaoxiang's plan, a slight smile curved his lips, and he muttered to himself: "Zhang Ruochin is too arrogant. A late True Saint figure, how could he be comparable to an early True Saint?"
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From afar, Lin Susen gently shook her head and said, “I originally wanted to see how he would turn the world upside down on the seventh day of next month, changing Mu Lingxi's destiny against all odds. Unfortunately, he won't even make it through tonight.”
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