Under the gaze of Mu Guyue's powerful Divine Sense, she vaguely saw something like silver glints occasionally flashing by as Mu Sha's flesh and blood squirmed.
Those silver glints were almost imperceptible, but they were still discovered by Mu Guyue.
She couldn't help but be shocked. Although she was not good at teaching Mu Sha, he was, after all, her own blood.
Moreover, Mu Guyue was very familiar with the medicinal liquids she had refined back then. They would only slowly strengthen his bones, but this situation would absolutely not occur.
Mu Guyue's pretty face instantly turned gloomy. She knew that the internal competition and killing in the Black Demon Clan were very fierce. She herself had fought her way up.
It was just that now she was already powerful, and it was rare for someone to find trouble with her. But for some people who wanted to retaliate against her but did not dare to face her directly, it was also possible for them to secretly attack Mu Sha.
As long as things were done cleverly, it was still possible to do some things that she couldn't easily discover.
Mu Guyue was not afraid of Mu Sha dying in a fight with others. Although she let Mu Sha be, she had also left some backup plans on him.
Unless Mu Sha was instantly killed, she would sense his life-and-death crisis at the first moment. To put it another way, even if Mu Sha was instantly killed, Mu Guyue could still find the culprit within the clan.
This might be unfair to others, but where was there true fairness in the cultivation world?
The direct bloodline of a strong person was born with better conditions than others. Everything was just a facade of fairness.
Their real purpose was to let their descendants experience the cruelest tempering as much as possible without their knowledge.
Of course, this kind of protection would only appear on some direct descendants or the most brilliant disciples in the clan.
After discovering Mu Sha's situation, Mu Guyue immediately sent a voice transmission for him to return to the cave residence as soon as possible.
When Mu Sha returned to the cave residence with many injuries and an apprehensive expression, his heart was already in turmoil.
It was not yet time to check his cultivation. Why had his mother suddenly summoned him?
Although Mu Sha was fierce to others and very proud in his bones, in the face of Mu Guyue, he only had a deep sense of awe from the bottom of his heart. This awe was even greater than his affection for Mu Guyue.
After Mu Sha arrived, Mu Guyue's Divine Sense landed on Mu Sha's body and saw that his wounds were still slowly healing.
Without saying a word, she directly imprisoned Mu Sha on the spot. A wisp of magical power went straight into his body. Mu Sha didn't know what was happening, but the habit he had developed since he was a child made him choose to remain silent.
Mu Guyue's magical power traveled bit by bit within Mu Sha's body. Finally, after the magical power had traveled through Mu Sha's body for three circles, she found no other abnormalities.
Those silver glints seemed to be untraceable, as if they had merged with the blood and flowed throughout the body. Apart from being able to strangely heal wounds, they did not bring any other harm to Mu Sha.
"Could it be that his sea of consciousness or Dantian sea was harmed?"
Mu Guyue's heart chilled.
At once, she immersed her Divine Sense into Mu Sha's Dantian and sea of consciousness again and began to investigate carefully once more.
An incense stick's time later, she raised her head in confusion.
"What is with the healing of this wound on your body? Why does it heal so fast without using any medicinal pills?"
Mu Guyue released the imprisonment. Upon hearing this, Mu Sha's face showed a blank expression.
For a moment, he didn't understand why his mother had asked this question. As far as he could remember, it had always been like this after he was injured.
He had always thought it was because of the excruciating medicinal liquids his mother had made him soak in.
When he was ignorant at first, he had cried and screamed in pain because of the burning sensation of the medicinal liquid entering his body. But under Mu Guyue's magical power imprisonment, even his screams were blocked.
After he became sensible, he slowly began to play or fight with others. Mu Sha was surprised to find that after he was injured, those wounds would slowly heal.
Especially as his cultivation grew, this healing speed became a bit faster. Although it could not recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was not much worse than the efficacy of some medicinal pills.
Especially in battle, he didn't need to be distracted to deal with some injuries, nor did he have to worry about being weakened by excessive bleeding.
He could fight and recover at the same time!
This perverted body of his made those clansmen who fought with him feel a bit pained.
If they were injured, they had to find an opportunity to use medicinal pills to heal. Any opponent knew the principle of hitting a dog in the water. How could they be given a chance to breathe?
In addition, those injuries would more or less cause pain and affect their attack speed, strength, and so on. And as blood was lost, their bodies would also become weak.
But after Mu Sha was injured, as long as he held on for a period of time, he could actually erupt with combat power that was not inferior to before. This made others think that Mu Guyue had taught him some secret method, and they were all very envious.
Thus, he got a nickname, "Undead Demon Vine" - Mu Sha.
Because he was a bit similar to a kind of vine below the "Demon-Swallowing Abyss." As long as that kind of vine had a single branch left, regardless of thickness or length, there was a ninety percent chance that it could grow stubbornly again.
This seemed like an undead existence.
"Mother, this healing has been like this since I was a child. Isn't it because of those medicinal liquids?"
Mu Sha answered cautiously, and secretly glanced at Mu Guyue, whose phoenix eyes were filled with coldness. Mu Guyue did not answer his question at all.
"It's been like this since you were a child. Tell me about the first time it happened, as well as the speed of your magical power circulation and your Divine Sense perception after being injured on a daily basis!"
Mu Guyue still felt that someone had done something to Mu Sha, and it was when he was very young. At that time, Mu Sha had already often run out of the cave residence to play.
For a moment, Mu Sha didn't understand what had happened. He had never had any abnormalities with his Divine Sense and magical power after being injured. If there was anything abnormal, it was that the wound was a bit itchy when it healed.
'I wonder if this counts!'
He muttered in his heart. He then began to recall carefully. Mu Guyue would ask a question from time to time, and Mu Sha also tried his best to express it clearly.
For a moment, his heart was actually filled with apprehension. He, of course, also saw that his own mother actually didn't know about this matter.
In the end, Mu Guyue still did not get the answer she wanted. Moreover, the qi and blood of Mu Sha opposite her were still quite vigorous. She then waved her hand and stopped asking.
"Undead Demon Vine... Undead Demon Vine, I remember encountering this thing in the 'Demon-Swallowing Abyss' before, but that thing couldn't get close to me at all."
"Its intelligence is also very limited. Its highest level is only equivalent to a third-rank demonic beast. It is said to be undead, but under a casual blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator, it will be completely turned into a pile of dust, deader than dead."
"Was I injured by its attack? Why don't I remember?"
Mu Guyue stroked her forehead. Someone had actually given Mu Sha this name.
She had indeed been down to the "Demon-Swallowing Abyss" during her Foundation Establishment stage, but knowing that her cultivation was limited, she had always been active in the uppermost area. There should have been no Undead Demon Vine there.
She couldn't remember at all when she had been attacked by the Undead Demon Vine and left with a hidden danger. Moreover, how could there be silver glints in the Undead Demon Vine...
Seeing that his mother had fallen into deep thought after asking him some questions, Mu Sha below was even more apprehensive, but he did not dare to interrupt and ask.
"If it's not an external object, then there's a problem with the bloodline. Silver glint... silver glint... silver glint... damn it, it's that brat's..."
Suddenly, a flash of lightning streaked across Mu Guyue's mind.
When she thought that Mu Sha might have a problem with his bloodline, she of course thought of that human brat she was most unwilling to think of. It was that one time that she had lost her most precious thing.
And in that pursuit, Mu Guyue herself was in a semi-delirious state. In addition, she was completely unwilling to think of that scene and had buried that matter deep in the deepest part of her heart.
However, when she thought of bloodline, she suddenly remembered a scene.
When that brat was fighting with her, when he couldn't match her at all, it seemed that when she kneed towards his head, the other party, in a hurry, could only block his right temple with his palm.
After that, the sound of bones breaking came from the brat's palm, and blood flew out. After that, it seemed that there were streaks of silver glints flashing from his palm.
Thinking of that palm, Mu Guyue's pretty face suddenly burned like fire. It was those large hands that had later roamed all over her body.
And now that she thought about it, those roaming hands should have been completely uninjured.
"So it was his problem. His body is indeed different from ordinary people's!"
Mu Guyue suddenly thought of this sentence, and her face couldn't help but become even hotter!
Now that she thought about it carefully, the strength displayed by a Golden Core cultivator was almost no less than that of a Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator, especially in close combat with her. That brat's physical body was surprisingly tough.
It was just that Mu Guyue blushed at this sentence that popped into her mind. For a moment, she even thought of more...
After figuring out Mu Sha's strange situation, Mu Guyue finally let out a long sigh of relief in her heart...
Inside the cave residence, Mu Guyue's thoughts were in a trance for a moment, overlapping Mu Sha's now mature face with someone else's, and she even recalled Mu Sha's childhood.
Seeing his mother fall into deep thought, Mu Sha did not dare to disturb her. He just stood below, holding his helmet quietly.
After a long while, Mu Guyue realized that she had fallen into some memories. She immediately shook her beautiful head gently.
"I had some insights a few days ago and will be going into seclusion soon. You must not be too eager for success in your cultivation. Just follow the rules and temper yourself step by step. That is the best way!"
"With your age, to have such a cultivation is already very good. You have a chance of forming a core within a sixty-year cycle. These medicinal pills are enough for your cultivation for a long time. Go!"
As she spoke, a storage pouch floated towards Mu Sha.
Then, Mu Guyue waved her hand at the person below.
Mu Sha looked at the storage pouch in front of him. He took a deep breath, then grabbed the storage pouch.
Then, with a "thud," the armor on his body clanged. He was already kneeling on the ground. He bit his lip and said in a deep voice.
"Mother, the competition in the 'Demon Blade Battalion' is a matter of life and death. I have no confidence this time. Life and death may be decided in an instant. I... I want to..."
"Don't say anymore, get out!"
Before Mu Sha could finish, he was directly swept out by a powerful force.
The next moment, he was standing in the garden within the cave residence. A hint of unwillingness appeared in Mu Sha's usually calm eyes.
"Mother, I just want to know who that person is. Why, since I was a child, have you never allowed me to mention him? Why? Why is that?"
He thought silently in his heart!
And in that cave residence before, Mu Guyue stared blankly at a spot on the cave wall with a complicated expression. In her hand, a small section of a cyan vine flickered with a faint cyan glow...
On the Wind God Continent, on a large plain, the earth trembled violently, and the sounds of killing resounded through the sky.
Amidst the sky full of curses, there would be even more shrill screams from time to time that pierced the heart. Those were the last cries of living beings on the verge of death.
The sounds of roars and curses, along with the dull sound of sabers and swords entering flesh, were endless. Showers of fresh blood flew high, and severed limbs, heads, and minced flesh danced in the air.
The entire battlefield stretched for hundreds of li, with one battle group after another intertwined and intersecting...
Gong Chenying, dressed in cyan armor, stood on a high mound, her figure graceful. The long halberd in her hand transformed into a streak of flowing light and shot out.
Opposite her, a "Wind-Iron Beast," seven or eight zhang tall and with a massive body, pounced through the air. A dazzling ball of light erupted where its body's defense met the tip of the halberd.
With a loud "bang," the shockwave shot out in all directions. The defense had been pierced by Gong Chenying's halberd!