"Heavenly King and Old Ancestor, he should be quite busy."
Charles, inside Xu Mu's mind, couldn't help but laugh out loud upon hearing their conversation.
Xu Mu's forehead was covered in black lines. He wondered if these two had never attended school, why they couldn't say anything more original.
"This rock climbing… doesn't seem very viable, does it?"
Xu Mu glanced back. He had actually wanted to run long ago.
But the problem was, behind him lay a bottomless abyss, with clouds swirling around the mountainside.
In the faint tree cover visible below, the terrifying aura of great demons occasionally surfaced. Where could he possibly escape to?
"You will regret this!"
Inside the cave, Changsun Wuji stood confidently before the guards. With his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze swept past countless esper users, silently observing Xu Mu at the cave entrance.
"Although not the senior I imagined, he is a peerless genius."
The man sighed inwardly. It was only later that he learned the one who had saved his son was merely a youth barely twenty years old, not some esteemed elder.
This person was a supreme genius of the Demon Slaying Division, protected by Boundless Realm powerhouses. He had dared to confront the Old Ancestor of the Wang family head-on and had even withstood tens of millions of times the gravity of the Heavenly Wall.
How high his future achievements would be, Changsun Wuji dared not imagine.
Therefore, he now merely wanted to seize every opportunity he could to curry favor with Xu Mu.
Because when one person prospers, all his associates benefit.
And now, Xu Mu's figure, standing there quietly, seemed to have given him a shot of confidence.
Xu Mu was unaware that his awkward predicament, wanting to flee but unable to, had inadvertently become Changsun Wuji's perceived "trump card," mistaken for a decisive advantage.
"A true master."
Changsun Wuji sighed and shifted his gaze back.
He looked at the esper users gradually approaching him and confidently turned back to say,
"Everyone, rest assured, we will be fine today. Someone will guarantee our safety."
"The ones who should be running are them!"
"I truly don't know where your confidence comes from."
At this point, Nanfeng was no longer afraid of any unknown dangers.
He mocked, truly disbelieving that Changsun Wuji still had any trump card to turn the situation around.
Unless he had ascended to the Domain Lord realm, which was practically impossible.
"Confidence? You don't know? Then turn around and take a good look with your dog eyes!"
"Take a good look and see who is standing at the cave entrance!"
"The cave entrance?"
Upon hearing Changsun Wuji's words, everyone turned their heads suspiciously.
At the cave entrance stood the same strange person, shirtless and with messy facial hair.
"Changsun Wuji, please don't tell me your trump card is him."
"Otherwise, I will be very disappointed."
After carefully sensing the individual, Nanfeng suddenly burst into laughter.
Although that person's vital energy was strong, he didn't exude an aura that inspired fear.
This meant he wasn't a Domain Lord.
He could only be a Lord.
Nanfeng narrowed his eyes. There were many Lords and powerhouses present, such as Changsun Wuji.
But there were almost none who made him fearful.
For instance, Ji Chang, or the newly rising genius from the Demon Slaying Division.
And clearly, the person at the cave entrance was neither of them.
"Since that's the case, I will eliminate your last hope first and leave you in despair!"
Nanfeng roared with laughter, then turned his head and fixed his gaze on Xu Mu.
He harbored killing intent.
Instantly, the young man felt as if he had fallen into a sea of corpses and blood, boundless killing intent surging into his body, seeming to want to dismember him.
But as his blood flowed, that feeling completely vanished.
Xu Mu stood there silently. He glanced at Nanfeng, then at Changsun Wuji, and inwardly sighed.
"So that's why you're so brave, you've been counting on me as your trump card."
Xu Mu found it both funny and exasperating. It seemed the Gray-White Eyed Tiger was indeed ferocious, but in terms of strength, it was no joke. How much trust must Changsun Wuji have in him to dare mock that fatty like this?
But what to do now?
Xu Mu tilted his head slightly, looking down at the thousand-meter-high cliff, and swallowed hard.
Caught between a tiger and a wolf, what was he to do?
"Hand over all your points obediently, and I'll spare your life!"
Seeing that Xu Mu seemed unaffected by his killing intent, Nanfeng was momentarily surprised but didn't pay it much mind, assuming he was just a Lord with decent strength.
"Charles, what should we do now?"
With Nanfeng's gaze fixed on him and seemingly approaching, Xu Mu began to panic.
Even though he had now cultivated the Lian Shan Yi, no matter how profound his Dao techniques, they were useless if his realm couldn't keep up!
He was currently only in the second stage. Even with all his means exhausted, he could only contend with an ordinary third-stage cultivator, and would likely lose.
This was his limit. To fight one stage above his own was already a great miracle.
To fight a Lord two stages above him was almost impossible.
"No need to run, no need to fight."
At the critical moment, Charles's voice rang out.
"Just stand here and show your face."
Xu Mu blinked, feeling speechless. What good would showing his face do?
Would it stun them with his handsomeness?
"Idiot, have you forgotten what that guy did on the first level!"
Seeing Xu Mu's silence, Charles knew he was overthinking again. With Nanfeng's figure rapidly approaching, he had to remind him once more.
The guy in seclusion in the Heavenly Palace had caused quite a stir on the first level. As long as Xu Mu showed his face, who among these Domain Lords wouldn't be terrified?
"Right!"
Upon Charles's reminder, Xu Mu immediately reacted. He might not be able to, but the Gray-White Eyed Tiger could!
He looked at the esper users gradually surrounding him, flashed a devilish smile, and then pushed aside his long bangs:
"Say that again?"
The wild man, who looked like a savage, flirtatiously parted his bangs with both hands.
He then struck a pose, exceedingly arrogant, daring Nanfeng to repeat himself.
Nanfeng and the others exchanged glances. After a brief silence, they erupted into laughter:
"Hahaha, this guy is an idiot."
"Changsun Wuji's trump card is actually a fool. Are all people from the Changsun family mentally challenged?"
"You have a great sense of humor," Nanfeng's fat quivered. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and let out a relieved breath, "Perhaps I should really thank you. We've been living under a lot of pressure in this battlefield relic these past few days."
"Given that, I'll give you a discount. Seven hundred points, and I'll leave you three hundred. What do you say?"
Nanfeng smiled at Xu Mu, believing himself to be quite generous by leaving him three hundred.
"Patriarch, this..."
The people of the Changsun family were bewildered.
They didn't understand where their patriarch's confidence came from. Could this "savage" really save them?
"Wait, savage... could it be!"
At this moment, a Lord who had participated in the rescue of Changsun Weiying suddenly recalled something.
That genius from the Demon Slaying Division, the senior who had saved their young master.
During their first meeting, that person also had the appearance of a savage!
"You guessed correctly," Changsun Wuji nodded. The time was coming to reveal the truth.
The more Nanfeng and the others laughed now, the more they would cry later!
Xu Mu's swordsmanship and physical body were far superior to theirs. He had not only exchanged a palm strike with the Old Ancestor of the Wang family but had also unleashed a sword strike at the Heavenly Wall, its power evident to all, capable of easily sweeping them away!
"It seems... completely useless."
Xu Mu, hearing everyone's laughter, felt his toes awkwardly digging into the soles of his shoes.
"It's all your fault, Charles, for making me show my face."
"Don't you know my face is too handsome and shouldn't be shown!"
Xu Mu said nonsense nervously as Nanfeng approached.
His opponent was in the fourth stage, definitely not someone he could defeat.
So he instinctively tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, holding it horizontally in front of him.
And it was this action that caused the leader of the Northwest Four Fiends, who feared nothing, to stop in his tracks.
"This sword..."
Nanfeng hesitated, sensing something was amiss.
Before coming to the Domain of Ghoulish Night, he had never seen such a black sword.
So black, like ink.
The only time he had seen it was when he was almost decapitated by the residual energy of that sword.
Nanfeng's expression became solemn. He remembered clearly that at the time, he was meditating and tempering his body before the sixth Heavenly Wall when he suddenly sensed sword light scattering from the center.
He had no time to react, but fortunately, the sword light was not aimed at him, but at the Heavenly Wall.
As a result, the sword left a mark on the Heavenly Wall, and he lost several black hairs.
Having escaped from the jaws of death, he had thoroughly memorized that obsidian-black sword and its owner.
But why was this sword in his hand?
Nanfeng stared intently at the figure standing at the cliff's edge, finding him more and more familiar.
The more he looked, the more his heart pounded.
"Gulp."
Nanfeng seemed to have guessed something and swallowed, his face instantly turning pale.
He finally understood why Changsun Wuji had been so confident.
Because the person at the cliff possessed a sword, as black as ink.
Because that person's name was Xu Mu!
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