“This is merely a title; it isn’t restricted to either gender. For example, the previous holder of this title was a man.”
Gedo Kazuya explained in a low voice.
Xu Mu nodded to himself.
Before long, the woman in the purple dress appeared in front of Xu Mu’s cage.
Two middle-aged men in black armor followed behind her.
They were broad-shouldered and powerfully built, both nearly two meters tall. Their presence exerted an intense pressure.
Xu Mu studied their features and found that they looked quite similar to the people of Long Nation.
One of the men, who wore a buzz cut, came to the edge of the cage. “Are you Xu Mu?”
He spoke the language of Long Nation with perfect fluency, just like the middle-aged man who had stopped him earlier.
“That’s right.”
Xu Mu flashed a toothy grin. “I still haven’t gotten used to it. Everywhere I go, people seem to know who I am.”
Tsukuyomi stood perfectly straight. The gauze veil covering her entire face made it impossible to tell what expression she wore.
“You’re with the Environmental Sanitation Bureau too?”
Tsukuyomi spoke, her voice carrying a certain charm.
Judging by her voice alone, one would have guessed that the woman was around thirty years old.
But since she was a member of another race, it was impossible to say for sure.
“I’m not, but I’m friends with Lin Ruoshi. I heard she’d been captured, so I came to find her. I didn’t expect to get captured too.”
Xu Mu felt it best to get straight to the point in a situation like this. “Were you the ones who captured her?”
“Yes.”
Tsukuyomi’s tone was calm and completely emotionless.
“Where is she now?”
“She may already be dead.”
Tsukuyomi gradually approached Xu Mu. “I’m very interested in the cultivation technique you possess. If you’re willing to hand it over, I can spare your life.”
“The technique isn’t with me. It’s with my master. Didn’t you take my spatial ring just now?”
Xu Mu sneered inwardly.
They really were dreamers. They actually wanted to covet his cultivation technique.
“Don’t worry. I’ll record a video for you and have your master hand over the technique. If you refuse, I’ll kill you.”
Tsukuyomi’s voice gradually turned cold. “You weren’t on our list to begin with.”
“That’s too much, isn’t it?”
Displeasure appeared on Xu Mu’s face. “I have no grudge against you. I only came here to deal with the Snow Woman. What gives you the right to treat me like this?”
“Do you think I don’t know the purpose of you descendants of Yan and Huang? You support the Snow Woman faction’s secession only so they can take control of the entire Snow Woman Clan. After that, you intend to use them to deal with us, the Tengyo.”
After saying this, Tsukuyomi turned and walked away. “I’ll give you one day to think it over. But before that, you need to suffer a little. Most people refuse to give in until they see the coffin.”
As she spoke, the two middle-aged men behind Tsukuyomi walked toward Xu Mu together.
The buzz-cut man grinned. “I’ll break your bones one by one. Try to endure it.”
The other middle-aged man wore a pompadour, with both sides of his head shaved clean.
He took out a specially crafted wooden key and inserted it into the wooden lock on the cell.
All these materials had been made from rare treasures of heaven and earth. Anyone unable to use qi would find it nearly impossible to break them through sheer physical strength alone.
Click!
The lock on the cage opened.
Before the two men could step inside, Xu Mu kicked the door.
Bang!
The cell door flew open, sending the two men standing outside crashing backward.
Xu Mu lightly rolled his wrist and walked out of the cell.
In the distance, Tsukuyomi, who had been preparing to leave, stopped and turned around to look at Xu Mu as he emerged from the cage.
On the other side, Gedo Kazuya sat cross-legged, looking as though he were enjoying a show.
“I didn’t expect your physique to be this powerful as well. But your cultivation level is ultimately still lacking.”
Tsukuyomi’s tone remained even. “At the first level, one breaks through the force of gravity. At the second, one breaks through breath control. At the third, one breaks through the mortal body. Once you reach the third level, the strength and density of your physique undergo a qualitative transformation. Only then can you withstand the fourth level, the sound barrier.”
“Not only that.”
The buzz-cut middle-aged man, who had just been sent flying, got back to his feet.
He brushed the dust from his clothes and continued, “I’m not only at the third level—I’m also a body cultivator. My physical strength far exceeds that of others at the same level.”
“Indeed!”
The pompadoured man also rose to his feet. “It’s just a shame there’s a formation here, so we can’t use qi. Otherwise, I’d really like to show you our defensive cultivation technique.”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three sounds rang out almost as one, exploding through the underground cavern.
The deafening shockwaves made everyone’s ears ache. The ground itself began to tremble.
No one present knew what had happened. Only after their eyes finally focused did they realize that Xu Mu had somehow appeared beside Tsukuyomi.
The three sounds had been the footsteps of Xu Mu.
His large hand was already gripping Tsukuyomi’s face. With a backhand motion, he hurled her away.
Boom!
With a tremendous crash, Tsukuyomi’s body slammed into the cage behind her. She landed with a thud, sitting on the ground.
The gauze veil covering her face had also been torn off by Xu Mu, revealing her appearance.
She had shoulder-length hair and wispy bangs.
From her looks, she appeared to be around thirty years old. Her petite face, combined with that hairstyle, gave her a rather cute appearance.
Everyone else around them was already scared stiff by what they had just witnessed.
They weren’t shocked by Tsukuyomi’s appearance. They were stunned by the speed Xu Mu had just displayed.
This place was covered by a Spirit-Dispersing Formation!
The distance from the prison entrance to Tsukuyomi was nearly a hundred meters, yet Xu Mu had crossed it in the blink of an eye.
Even for someone capable of using qi, that kind of speed was beyond what most people at ordinary cultivation levels could achieve.
“Holy crap! That’s incredible!”
Gedo Kazuya’s mouth fell open in shock.
The prisoners locked in the cells farther away began cheering as well.
Through his Divine Eye, Xu Mu inspected the woman’s information.
Name: Tsukimisato Koto
Identity: Tsukuyomi of the Tengyo Clan
Favorability: -8
Destiny Level: 7 (Maximum Level: 10)
Xu Mu was secretly astonished when he saw this. This woman really was extraordinary. Although she had no connection to the protagonist, she possessed a Destiny Level of seven.
Tsukimisato Koto covered her face. Her eyes, which had been as calm as still water, gradually turned sharp.
“What are you waiting for? Kill him!”
“Yes!”
The two middle-aged men immediately charged at Xu Mu.
The one with the pompadour reached Xu Mu first. Every punch he threw came with the sharp sound of air splitting apart.
Xu Mu kept one hand in his trouser pocket and used the other to casually dig at his ear.
The man’s fists battered Xu Mu like a torrential downpour, yet Xu Mu did not move an inch.
Without qi, their attacks were completely helpless against Xu Mu’s physique.
“Tired already?”
Xu Mu glanced calmly at the pompadour-haired man. “Is it my turn now?”
The man’s eyes filled with terror. Was this Xu Mu even human?
His all-out assault had not even managed to make Xu Mu flinch.
Boom!
Xu Mu drove a fist into the man’s chest, crushing the armor he wore inward on the spot.
“Pfft!”
The man vomited a mouthful of blood and was sent flying like a cannonball.
He slammed into the wall in the distance and passed out immediately.
Seeing this, the buzz-cut middle-aged man’s legs began to tremble. Before he could even speak, Xu Mu’s fist had already landed squarely in his face.
Crack!
With a resounding snap, the man’s face caved in as well, and his entire body went flying.
Xu Mu shook his wrist and walked toward Tsukimisato Koto.
“Beautiful, you’re next.”

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uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.

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