The broadsword was covered in nicks and chips, neither like knife marks nor deliberately made serrations, but so natural, so perfectly formed.
"A top-grade mortal weapon—the Azure Blood Blade!" Ba Yude chuckled. "Tie Shanhu, if you had taken out this blade just now, that kid probably wouldn't have been able to hurt you."
"One can never be too careful. Who knows what you two will do!"
Tie Shanhu readily admitted.
Initially, he only wanted to test Mu Yun, and incidentally create an opening to make the others think he was no match for Mu Yun.
But now, the allure of a low-grade Xuan weapon was enough to make him go all out.
Three pairs of eyes locked onto Mu Yun almost instantly.
But all of this seemed insignificant in Mu Yun's eyes.
Mo Yang felt that Mu Yun, the instructor before him, appeared so calm and collected, as if everything was under his control.
"Eighth level of the Physical Body Gathering Realm, the true essence within the body gathers into a core; ninth level of the Physical Body Spiritual Realm, the eyes become spiritually enlightened, the mind is clear, and reactions are increased more than tenfold; tenth level of the Physical Body Acupoint Gathering Realm, the ten major acupoints within the body transform into ethereal forms, preparing to step into the tenth level of the Spiritual Acupoint Realm..."
"Hmph, trash, these are all common knowledge, do you think you can recite them all?" Seeing Mu Yun speak out of nowhere, Shao Ming said disdainfully.
"That's right, these are all common knowledge, but there are still things you don't know!"
"Haha... Don't be so arrogant, Mu Yun, if you want to die, I'll help you, taste my Azure Blood Blade."
"The blade is a good blade, but it's a waste in your hands!"
Shaking his head, the sword light of the Azure Sword in Mu Yun's hand flickered erratically, wisps of sword energy gradually swaying with the movement of his hand.
Sword energy that could sway.
Seeing this scene, Ba Yude, Shao Ming, and the others were dumbfounded.
At this moment, Mu Yun was like a monster, too many unbelievable things were happening to him.
"Shao Ming, what are you still standing there for?" Lin Ming suddenly shouted from the other side, "Don't tell me you don't want that Grade Three pill anymore!"
"I understand, Senior Brother Lin."
Shao Ming finally stopped hesitating.
At this moment, killing Mu Yun, taking Qin Mengyao away, and summoning the inner sect elders were the top priorities.
As long as they could identify Qin Mengyao's extraordinary abilities, they could obtain a Grade Three pill, and then break through the ninth level, enter the tenth level, or even directly reach the Spirit Cave Realm.
With this in mind, Shao Ming had no intention of holding back.
Moreover, if his grandfather knew that Shao Yu was dead, he would definitely blame him.
Thinking of his grandfather's angry appearance, Shao Ming felt a chill run down his spine.
"Mu Yun, prepare to die!"
Immediately following, Shao Ming's anger transformed into killing intent, completely
engulfing Mu Yun.
On the other side, when Ba Yude saw Lin Ming appear, he already understood that this time, with Lin Ming backing Shao Ming up, even if he had many other methods, he would be helpless.
He could only help Shao Ming kill Mu Yun.
Three disciples of the Saint Pill Sect instantly unleashed their strongest techniques, attacking Mu Yun.
Meanwhile, Mo Yang, hiding to the side, dared not even breathe.
Whether it was Shao Ming, Ba Yude, or Tie Shanhu, they were all disciples of the Saint Pill Sect. Even the Southern Cloud Empire had to submit to the Saint Pill Sect,
let alone the small Northern Cloud City.
Seeing these inner disciples, he didn't dare breathe.
But now, his master, sword in hand, acted swiftly, killing and fighting without hesitation—this was the way of a martial artist.
Righteous revenge!
However, Mo Yang understood that as a sixth-level Qi Condensation Realm cultivator, going up would only cause trouble, so he carefully observed Mu Yun's every move and technique.
"Well done!"
Seeing the three leaders launching a full-scale attack, while the other dozen or so stood around, ready to intervene, Mu Yun was not angry but pleased.
With a flick of his wrist, his longsword was already in hand.
"Sword of Shadow Repair!"
"Sword of Wind Repair!"
"Sword of Cloud Repair!"
The first three forms of the Heaven-Mending Sword Dao were still perfectly mastered in Mu Yun's hands.
Each move, combined with the burst of sword intent, and even the residual sword energy, was enough to affect the dozen or so people around him, forcing them to set up defenses.
Meanwhile, Shao Ming, Tie Shanhu, and Ba Yude in the arena were filled with bitterness.
Mu Yun was truly too strange.
It was unimaginable that someone only at the eighth level of the Core Formation Realm could possess such terrifying physical strength.
During the battle, Tie Shanhu and Mu Yun exchanged several blows head-on, but the result was evenly matched.
It should be noted that Tie Shanhu had already entered the tenth level, with physical strength approaching the peak of the tenth level at 50,000 jin, yet he couldn't gain any advantage over Mu Yun.
"Damn it, how did this guy do that!"
Tie Shanhu's face was grim. In the inner sect, he was a recognized strength-type martial artist; in terms of strength, there were very few who could convince him.
What troubled the three even more was that Mu Yun's sword techniques consisted of only three moves, yet they remained unable to break through them.
Suddenly
, amidst the fierce battle, a
loud thud echoed from nearby.
Lin Ming's slightly gaunt figure plummeted from the sky, crashing into the ground below with a thud.
"Senior Brother Lin!"
Seeing Lin Ming's defeat and the trickle of blood from his mouth, Shao Ming panicked.
"Hmph, first level of the Spirit Aperture Realm, nothing special. Lin Ming, is it? If you ever appear in Beiyun City again, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life!"
Qin Mengyao's figure slowly descended, her face icy.
"Go."
At this moment, Lin Ming could no longer utter any words of pride. He lowered his head, gave a shout, and immediately fled.
For him, a first level of the Spirit Aperture Realm cultivator, to be no match for Qin Mengyao was an utter disgrace.
But now, it wasn't a matter of shame anymore; it was a matter of life and death.
Seeing Lin Ming actually run away, the three of them looked at Qin Mengyao as if she were a cold-blooded female killing god, abandoned Mu Yun, and chased after her in a flash.
"Hmph, these guys, their strength is not that great, but they can run very fast!"
Qin Mengyao came to Mu Yun's side and pouted and snorted.
"Little girl, stop showing off! Sit down and regulate your breathing."
"I'm fine... ah..."
Qin Mengyao tried to explain, but Mu Yun wouldn't let her. He pinched the web between Qin Mengyao's thumbs and index fingers, causing her to cry out in pain.
"The power of your divine soul is strong enough to allow you to mobilize the power of the Ice Phoenix within you, stimulating your Hegu acupoint and briefly reaching the first level of the Spirit Acupoint Realm. You'll be several times stronger than an average first-level Spirit Acupoint Realm martial artist. However, this will also damage your Hegu acupoint, causing severe injury when you reach the first level of the Spirit Acupoint Realm and open your Hegu acupoint in the future."
Mu Yun said, pressing Qin Mengyao to the ground and making her sit cross-legged.
Then, he moved his hands over various acupoints on Qin Mengyao's body.
At first, Qin Mengyao saw Mo Yang beside her and blushed, intending to refuse.
Gradually, as Mu Yun's hands moved freely, the previously chaotic icy power within her body began to flow smoothly and gradually stabilize, finally calming Qin Mengyao down.
However, this scene, in the eyes of Mo Yang standing to the side, was truly inappropriate for children.
"Hmm..."
Finally, with a low groan from Qin Mengyao, icy energy suddenly erupted from her hands, and her previously swollen and bloodless palms gradually regained their rosy color.
"The power of the Ice Phoenix Divine Soul is indeed formidable, worthy of being a divine beast!"
Mu Yun exhaled, then put his hands behind his back.
"You brat, stop snickering there, turn around!" Mu Yun said sternly, looking at Mo
Yang, "How much of those sword techniques did you understand?"
"Uh... one point..." Mo Yang replied, his face darkening.
"You're smart enough to know your place. Don't think that just because you've grasped sword intent, you're a genius. You need to know that the entire Nan Yun Empire, and even the entire Tian Yun Continent, is a much wider world. There are countless swordsmen who have grasped sword intent, as numerous as hairs on a cow."
"Master is right!"
Mo Yang dared not refute this.
Since Mu Yun taught him swordsmanship, taught Qi Ming weapon crafting, and taught Miao Xianyu alchemy, Mo Yang discovered that Mu Yun's knowledge was truly vast.
It seemed that there was nothing Mu Yun didn't know, only things he couldn't ask.
"It's time to go back!"
Holding the Sealing Spirit Grass, Mu Yun made a solemn vow.
This time, he only wanted to obtain the Sealing Spirit Grass to refine the Sealing Spirit Pill, and together with the Spirit Building Pill, to cure Qi Yufeng.
But now, not only did he obtain the Sealing Spirit Grass, but he also unexpectedly gained the Sealing Heaven Cauldron of the Holy Pill Sect.
This Sealing Heaven Cauldron could change size at will, and could refine both spirit pills and divine weapons; it was practically tailor-made for him.
"Let's go!"
Three figures departed together...
Beiyun City, the Mu family!
"Haha... Yun'er, do you know how many people the Diao and Wang families lost this time? More than a dozen experts at the ninth and tenth levels of the Body Refinement Realm, even elders and deacons at the Spirit Aperture Realm were injured!"
Seeing Mu Yun return, Mu Linchen laughed heartily, overjoyed.
This time, thankfully he listened to Mu Yun's advice, ensuring the Mu family suffered almost no losses.
Moreover, he had also instructed Old Master Qin, Qin Shiyu, so the Qin family's losses were not significant either.
On the contrary, the Wang and Diao families acted as if the treasure was their own, ultimately ending up with nothing, even losing many skilled individuals in the process.
Seeing his adoptive father's happy expression, Mu Yun wondered how his adoptive father would react if he told him that he had obtained the real treasure.
"You brat, now you should explain to me why I heard from Old Master Qin that you weren't with them at all?"
"Ah? Cough cough… Go ask Yao'er about this, I'm with her!"
Mu Yun chuckled, immediately dodging Mu Linchen and entering the Mu family's alchemy room.
"You brat, Yao'er… could it be…"
Seeing Mu Yun's embarrassed expression, Mu Linchen laughed heartily, all the gloom of the past few days vanishing.
Entering the alchemy room, Mu Yun immediately took out the Heaven-Sealing Cauldron and began to examine it carefully.