Lu Shan sneered, "Go back and tell your old man that he dares to covet even my people. Let's see if he thinks he's living too comfortably and wants to make things difficult for himself."
Wu Ming covered his face and said in a gloomy tone, "Do you know who I am?"
"Wu Ming, the young master of the Divine Realm."
"Since you know that, it seems you're just asking for death." Wu Ming spat out a mouthful of saliva, which contained a trace of blood.
He glanced coldly at Lu Shan, and with a flick of his hand, a scepter appeared in his palm. He then gently tapped it, and a vast amount of spiritual energy swept in from all directions.
The next moment.
This powerful fluctuation mysteriously disappeared, vanishing without a trace.
He was taken aback, and his gaze instinctively fell on the only person who could currently restrain him, Mr. Wang Xu.
Wang Xu shook his head, pointed at Zhou Mu, and indicated that Zhou Mu was responsible for all of this.
But, can a martial artist who is only at the Immortal Realm suppress a martial artist at the Dharma Aspect Realm?
That's simply a fantasy.
At this moment, Zhou Mu spoke up, "It seems a bit inappropriate for them to fight my people on my turf. How about this, I'll do you a favor, and we can just let this matter drop."
It's obvious that they're taking sides.
Wu Ming was naturally unconvinced. He had been slapped for nothing, so why should he let it go? He snorted and said, "No way. At least I have to slap him back."
His face showed a fierce expression.
"If I say yes, then yes."
Zhou Mu's tone became a little more forceful.
The atmosphere inside the hall underwent a subtle change.
Everyone took a step back.
Compared to Ye Mujiu, Zhang Ling'er was clearly more worried. She tugged at Ye Mujiu's sleeve, and after he looked over, she said anxiously, "Won't something happen? Wu Ming is a powerful expert at the Dharma Aspect Realm, and he has the Divine Realm as his backer. We..."
Ye Mujiu said, "It's alright, you have to trust Brother Mu."
For some reason, she always had complete confidence in Zhou Mu.
The two faced off, but in the end, Wu Ming softened. He remembered his father's instructions and, under pressure, had no choice but to back down.
After this brief farce, Wu Ming took his leave.
Naturally, Zhou Mu didn't give him a friendly look later on either.
He wanted to establish his authority through this.
Once this authority is established, things will be much easier.
However, what puzzled him was why Wu Ming had suddenly become deflated. In his plan, Wu Ming would only back down after the two of them had at least a real fight.
Who would have thought that they would back down so quickly? It made him wonder if there was some kind of trick involved.
He glanced at Wang Xu, who was watching the show with great interest. Could it be that Wu Ming wouldn't dare to act rashly just because Wang Xu was there?
After much thought, this is probably the only reasonable explanation.
evening
cliff edge
The night was pitch black, and the endless mountain range presented a majestic atmosphere. In the darkness, an inexplicable fear slowly began to grow.
On the cliff near the precipice, a person was standing. A gentle breeze blew, causing his white robes to flutter, making him look like a hermit.
At this moment, an old man slowly walked over from behind.
The old man was none other than Wang Xu.
When Wang Xu saw Zhou Mu, a wrinkled smile appeared on his face.
"Your Majesty, you are still the same as always, enjoying the cold wind by the cliff."
Hearing that he was addressed as "Your Majesty," a title that only came into use in later generations, Zhou Mu was slightly taken aback. He sighed and said, "It's been so long since anyone has addressed me like that. I feel a strange sense of nostalgia."
"However, I haven't achieved that level yet. Besides, you are a well-established and powerful veteran, while I am just a young man just starting out. Please don't address me like that, sir. You are older than me, and it would be an honor for me to call you 'Little Mu'."
Wang Xu nodded.
He walked over slowly and stopped half a step behind Zhou Mu.
He was hunched over and looked about half a head shorter than Zhou Mu.
"Your Majesty... Xiao Mu, how long have you been here?"
Wang Xu habitually addressed His Majesty as such, but then realized what he was doing and replaced him with Xiao Mu.
Zhou Mu calculated carefully and said, "It should be almost a month now."
At this point, he asked, "Sir, I have a question in my mind. I wonder if you could answer it for me?"
"You mean why I was also reborn?" Wang Xu smiled, his years of tacit understanding allowing him to guess what was on his mind.
Zhou Mu nodded, which was taken as tacit agreement.
Wang Xu suddenly smiled and said, "I'll talk about it when the time is right."
Clearly, this is just an excuse.
Since he didn't want to talk about it, Zhou Mu, as a longtime friend, didn't want to force him, so he changed the subject, "You stayed at the Yuelai Inn before, didn't you?"
Wang Xu said, "Chen Tai'a and I have been friends for many years. He told me about your situation. Moreover, during the time I was in contact with Ye Mujiu, I used my spiritual power to investigate. What Chen Tai'a said is true. At most, there are only ten days left."
Just as Zhou Mu was about to ask, Wang Xu revealed everything he knew.
His face gradually turned pale.
The last glimmer of hope vanished with those words.
He gave a bitter smile and said, "Does this mean I really have to part ways with Xiao Jiu?"
"She is the future empress. Your fate won't be severed because of this, will it? Don't believe those sorcerers' nonsense and divination. If you could know your destiny, what would you need to work hard for? Just wait for fate to unfold." Wang Xu said calmly.
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