Chapter 2 Murderous Intent Mu Meng was going to kill him sooner or later, so why bother humiliating myself by coaxing him…
Mu Meng sneaked back to his palace last night, and fell asleep as soon as he was exhausted. When he woke up this morning, he found that his breathing was much calmer than it had been the night before.
She circulated her inner energy, and her spiritual power was abundant; the void from yesterday had been restored to its original state.
This Crimson Heart Pill is indeed a treasure. No wonder ancient books record that those who obtain the Crimson Heart Pill and cultivate to the point of unity between the pill and the person can become the supreme ruler of the six realms.
Mu Meng sat up abruptly from the bed, pressed her slender white fingers against her chest, and looked down curiously—she wondered what the Crimson Heart Pill looked like.
"A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime." This treasure, which has lived in legend for thousands of years, was born with her, and it just so happens to be inside her heart.
Mu Meng rubbed her temples in distress. No, she had to hurry up and cultivate so that she could master the power of the Crimson Heart Pill as soon as possible to protect the Celestial Clan and her brother.
From childhood to adulthood, her brother had devoted countless efforts to protecting her, and assassination attempts like the one in Yunzejing's case were not uncommon.
Thinking of this, Mu Meng suddenly slammed his fist on the bed, put on his shoes and walked out, calling out to Ling Wei.
Upon hearing this, Lingwei immediately entered: "Your Highness, you're awake so early? Why didn't you lie down a little longer?"
Mu Meng waved his hand: "I'm not lying down anymore, I can't lie down. Where are the traitors from Yunze Realm? Bring the ringleaders up to me!"
With her hands on her hips, she muttered in a spoiled yet domineering manner, "I've called them uncles and elders for so many years, and they still hit me so hard."
Lingwei got angry when the topic came up: "That's right, those heartless bastards... Eh? Your Highness, didn't you—didn't you hear us talking yesterday?"
"Huh? Yes," Mu Meng said, puzzled. "I was half asleep when I heard you say that my brother was injured."
Brother... Brother was so badly injured. If he had been even an inch off, he might have died. These people are insane!
Mu Meng let out a breath and raised his hand to urge, "Don't worry about the main culprit for now, bring me the person who hurt my brother first!"
Like a little lion baring its teeth and claws, Lingwei felt both amused and sorry for Mumeng. She stepped forward, took Mumeng's arm, and patted her back to help her catch her breath: "Alright, my little princess, don't get upset. There are no war criminals left. His Highness the Crown Prince slaughtered Yunze County, and there are no survivors."
Mu Meng was taken aback, his eyes widened slightly, and he turned to look at Ling Wei: "Slaughter the entire realm?"
She blinked, her anger instantly dissipating, and her gaze became somewhat blank: "Brother... why is brother so angry this time?"
Looking at Mu Meng's clear, bright eyes and bewildered expression, Ling Wei couldn't help but feel pity. She smiled and said, "It's only right that Your Highness is furious. In the past, they were just some ignorant demons and ghosts. No matter how much they tried, they were still minor characters. Your Highness killing one or two to make an example of them is enough."
"But as you know, the Yunze people are different from others. The most terrible thing is that they have developed ulterior motives."
Mu Meng pursed her lips slightly. Yes, so that's why.
The Red Heart Pill inside her body can only be used if she is alive and cut out of it.
The Azure Phoenix Feather, a treasure guarded by the Cloud Marsh Realm for generations, is the most formidable weapon in the Six Realms. Only it can be used to extract the Crimson Heart Pill.
Yun Zejing wanted to cut out her heart while she was still alive, which is why her brother took such drastic measures...
Lost in thought, he suddenly heard the people around him say in unison, "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince—"
Mu Meng hurriedly looked up and saw the person below the steps looking at her. He was tall and elegant, with beautiful features, possessing all the best qualities in the world, and was truly peerless in his beauty.
Mu Meng let go of Ling Wei's hand and ran forward. When she reached him, she couldn't help but smile: "Brother, why did you come so early? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
Mu Qingheng took her hand very naturally, and smiled with lowered eyes: "Do you think I'm like you, so sleepy?"
He said helplessly, "You naughty boy, your hands are so cold."
As Mu Qingheng spoke, he habitually clasped Mu Meng's small hand in his palm.
Mu Meng curled her fingers, feeling a continuous flow of warmth from her hands into her limbs and bones. The aura emanating from her brother was like a bamboo forest swaying in the night breeze, serene and warm.
My brother's hands are so warm.
There is nothing more reassuring than this.
Mu Meng leaned on Mu Qingheng's arm like a little animal, smiling as she defended herself: "I didn't oversleep today."
Her bright eyes and cheerful demeanor made her incredibly beautiful and lovely.
Mu Qingheng watched, flicked Mu Meng's nose, and turned to instruct Ling Wei, "You can go now, I'll stay with Mengmeng."
Lingwei bowed respectfully and was about to leave when Mumeng quickly grabbed her sleeve: "Don't go playing yet, remember to serve tea."
She glanced at Mu Qingheng and added happily, "Don't put in spirit fruit, brother doesn't like to drink it."
Lingwei smiled and said, "Yes, Your Highness, I remember everything."
Once only the two of them were left in the hall, Mu Qingheng pulled Mu Meng to sit down and said gently, "When I came here just now, I heard Lingwei talking to you about Yunze Realm."
He hesitated for a moment: "Mengmeng, do you think your brother is too cruel?"
Hearing his hesitant tone, Mu Meng immediately shook her head, her small hand grasping Mu Qingheng's slightly cool fingertips: "No, brother, I... I understand."
Yunze has a small population, almost entirely composed of close relatives.
They had already developed ambitions and showed no mercy when they attacked me. Killing only a few ringleaders would only fuel their ambitions and hatred, and they would certainly not have a good end.
My brother did this to avoid any unforeseen complications and prevent endless trouble in the future.
Although... slaughtering the entire territory was indeed a bit too heavy-handed.
Mu Meng lowered his eyes. "Holy ancestors of the Celestial Clan, please do not take your anger out on my brother. If you must blame someone, then place the blame on me."
After that, Mu Qingheng didn't mention Yunze Realm again. Since he didn't say anything, Mu Meng was very sensible and didn't ask any more questions. After chatting for a while, Mu Qingheng asked Mu Meng about his recent cultivation.
Mu Meng sat up straighter: "Although I was delayed a bit because of my injury, I'm almost fully recovered now and can pick it up again."
Mu Qingheng nodded slightly: "Yesterday you used the Crimson Heart Pill. Although you were still a bit clumsy, it was easier than in previous years. You've refined the first layer?"
"...Not yet." Mu Meng was a little embarrassed. To be honest, she was a bit slow. If she had her brother's talent, she would have refined at least five of the seven levels, let alone the first level.
Mu Qingheng's brows relaxed slightly: "No need to rush, take your time."
After a moment of silence, he gently tapped Mu Meng's forehead: "Alright, it's rare for you to get up so early today, go and cultivate, your brother will stay with you."
Mu Meng readily agreed.
In fact, she could be considered diligent and hardworking, but the power of the Red Heart Pill was too great, and she was too young to digest it quickly.
But given time, she will surely be able to fully master the power of the Crimson Heart Pill, and will no longer need to fear anyone in the entire Six Realms, and will be able to protect the people she cares about.
After a day of diligent cultivation, Mu Meng was so tired that her eyelids were drooping. She whine and begged Mu Qingheng to carry her back.
Since she was being pampered, Mu Meng fell asleep on her brother's back halfway through the journey. When she woke up, she found herself safely placed on the bed, with Mu Qingheng sitting at the table beside her bed reading a book, having kept her company for who knows how long.
Seeing that she was awake, Mu Qingheng put away what he was holding: "Mengmeng, did I wake you up? Go back to sleep, I'm going back."
Mu Meng, her eyes still sleepy, tugged at his little finger: "Brother, why do you look pale?"
"Is there?"
Mu Meng nodded, feeling a little sorry for him, even though he was fine during the day: "Did something happen?"
"Well, there's something rather tricky, so I'll be leaving for a few days."
A few days later... Mu Meng paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered something: "Brother, how long are you going to be gone? Your birthday is coming up soon, will you be able to come back in time?"
Mu Qingheng shook his head: "I don't know."
He smoothed Mu Meng's messy hair from sleeping: "You stay home and behave, don't make a fuss."
Under the dim light, his expression was serious. Mu Meng was no longer sleepy: "Is it dangerous?"
She looked nervous, staring at him like a wet, deer-like creature. Mu Qingheng subconsciously looked away, paused for a moment, and then said, "It's not dangerous."
"I want to go with you." My brother is usually calm and composed, but his expression is off; this is definitely not a simple matter.
Mu Qingheng smiled and said, "How can that be? I'm going to take care of important business. What if you get hurt if you come with me?"
Knowing he would say that, Mu Meng slightly parted her lips, about to act spoiled, but Mu Qingheng's slender index finger was already pressed against her lips: "No coquettishness allowed."
Okay, fine, if she doesn't want to tell, she'll just secretly follow him. If there's any danger her brother can't handle, she'll use the Red Heart Pill to help him.
If not... then consider it a walk.
Mu Meng's clear almond eyes sparkled. She didn't speak, but just kept smiling, looking both smug and charming.
Those eyes were so lively and expressive, their clear depths like a blank sheet of paper.
Mu Qingheng gently picked up the teacup, his well-defined fingers carefully stroking the rim.
He brought the teacup to his lips, concealing a hint of a strange yet gentle smile.
...
Mu Qingheng stepped into Changjin Palace expressionlessly. The cold moonlight shone on him, making his pale skin look like fine jade porcelain.
Clad in white with ink-black hair, she possessed a captivating yet aloof beauty.
Yu Da quickly followed behind him, hesitatingly asking, "Master, you didn't do it?"
With a flick of his sleeve, Mu Qingheng slowly closed the ancient and heavy palace doors behind him. His tone was chilling: "The Azure Phoenix Feather brought back from Yunze Realm is fake."
“What… Yunze’s group of Heavenly Clan lackeys have some good methods,” Yu Da said, startled, and spat angrily.
Thinking that her master had condescended to spend the whole day with that spoiled and innocent little princess, she felt even more indignant: "Master, Mu Meng will be killed sooner or later, so why should you humiliate yourself by coaxing her like this?"
Mu Qingheng didn't speak immediately. Instead, he took out a clean white silk handkerchief from his bosom and carefully wiped his hands.
His wrists, with their beautiful lines and faint blue veins, were clean and slender. As you stroked each finger, it was truly a pleasure to behold.
Yu Da waited silently. Her master was obsessed with cleanliness, and he had stayed with Mu Meng for a whole day. It must have been hard for him.
After a long silence, Mu Qingheng spoke, his tone as casual as if he were discussing an object: "The Crimson Heart Pill recognizes its master, and she is completely devoted to me. It will be easier to use the Crimson Heart Pill after it is removed."
He casually tossed the silk handkerchief into the fire, whereupon it was burned to ashes.
Yu Da looked at the embers falling in a flurry, and nodded thoughtfully: "So that's how it is..."
Suddenly, Mu Qingheng's eyes flickered, and he turned his head to glance to the right front.
His cold gaze swept across a spot: "Yu Da, who have you dealt with here?"
Yu Da was taken aback, and immediately knelt down on one knee: "Master, please see the truth. How dare I disturb the peace of Changjin Palace? I would never dare to act recklessly here."
Mu Qingheng glanced at her indifferently, then turned and walked to the right.
Yu Da was filled with anxiety, her heart pounding, and she followed closely behind him. When they arrived at their destination, she took a closer look and felt relieved.
“Master, this bloody smell… it’s like Mu Meng’s aura.”
"It seems that her reckless use of the Crimson Heart Pill to heal you has damaged her vital energy, causing her to cough up blood after only a few steps outside."
Yu Da looked at the spotless ground, where there should have been a pool of blood, but it had been covered up by someone's spiritual power.
It seems that the little princess was afraid that her master would see it and worry about her, so she secretly erased the traces.
Yu Da secretly glanced at Mu Qingheng's expression and saw that his already slightly furrowed brows were furrowed even deeper, and a hint of mockery appeared on his face.
She understood immediately. Demons are inherently heartless and emotionless, and her master was an exceptionally ruthless member of the demon race.
That's the coldest heart in the world.
Mu Qingheng turned his gaze: "Let's go."
He walked forward without saying a word, his posture calm and unhurried, his step landing precisely on the spot where blood should have been on the ground.
With the soles of his boots brushing the ground, Mu Qingheng walked forward without looking to the side, not even glancing back.
Yu Da glanced disdainfully at the floor tile and followed Mu Qingheng: "Master, are you planning to set off immediately to Yunze Realm to find the Azure Phoenix Feather?"
"Hmm. Time is running out. She's almost finished refining the first layer of the Crimson Heart Pill."
His voice was still clear and melodious, but his words were icy cold.
Yu Da curled her lips into a smile: "She is indeed rare. But Master is exceptionally talented, and the Demon Clan will surely reign supreme in the Six Realms."
Her gaze toward Mu Qingheng held a hint of admiration. She paused, then whispered, "But Master, are you really not taking Mu Meng with you on this trip to find Qing Feng Ling? At this moment, Yunze Realm is completely wiped out, with only the two of you alone. Her spiritual power is far inferior to yours. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, one that will never come again."
The hall was empty, and Yu Da's words echoed faintly, reverberating with the cold, desolate wind.
Mu Qingheng slowly rubbed his fingers together.
After a moment, he said, "She will go. Notify Cangbi and Chizhang to prepare. Once we obtain the Azure Phoenix Feather, I will act immediately."
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