He had no idea what had happened or why the qi blocking the white short sword had suddenly vanished.
Just as he was preparing to retreat, Xu Mu thrust his sword through the man’s neck, twisted it forcefully, and slashed diagonally downward.
The man’s eyes widened in terror, and he died on the spot.
Everything had happened so quickly that the guards nearby had no time to react. It was only when they saw the elder lying on the ground that they erupted with power.
Xu Mu, Chen Xuan, and Dantai Quan attacked at the same time. There was only one Boundary-Breaking cultivator here—the elder who had just died.
The remaining guards had no chance to resist them and were swiftly eliminated.
“You two go first!”
Xu Mu said to Chen Xuan and Dantai Quan.
He then used the Devouring Spirit Sacred Gu to devour all the corpses.
Immediately afterward, he activated the teleportation token and returned to Chen Xuan’s side.
“The burst of power just now must have been sensed by the others nearby. We need to move quickly!”
Dantai Quan led the two of them through the palace’s council chamber and arrived at the place where Hei Zhuo lived.
There was a massive stone gate here. The moment they stepped through it, the world before their eyes changed.
They found themselves standing on a grassland. In the distance stood numerous palaces.
The palaces were not very large, each about the size of a small villa in the outside world.
They had been built haphazardly across the grassland, with considerable distances between them. Even the closest ones were nearly a hundred meters apart.
“Who are you—?”
Swish!
Dantai Quan’s hand transformed into an icy claw. Like a blue bolt of lightning, it instantly snapped the necks of more than ten female guards.
Xu Mu and Chen Xuan both sucked in a breath.
“How terrifying. If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t have the heart to kill all these women.”
Chen Xuan gave an awkward laugh from the side.
“Women are the cruelest toward other women.”
Dantai Quan smiled faintly. Then she looked into the distance and slightly furrowed her brows.
“Something’s wrong.”
“What is it?”
Xu Mu finished dealing with the corpses and walked over.
“The previous Third Chief didn’t have nearly this many women in his harem. There are at least ten times more buildings here now, and I can’t tell which way to go.”
Dantai Quan looked into the distance.
“We don’t have time to waste. Let’s head over there first and figure things out on the way.”
Xu Mu led the group toward the high ground in the distance.
“Take another careful look.”
He himself used his perception to inspect the surrounding buildings.
Sure enough, this was the chief’s harem. Many of the buildings were filled with beautiful women.
The buildings where these women lived were generally staffed by several servants.
“No, the entire layout has been rearranged. I’ve forgotten where we’re supposed to go.”
Dantai Quan shook her head.
“There are so many people here. Why don’t we grab one of the women at random? Maybe she’ll know.”
Chen Xuan spoke from the side.
“Good idea.”
Xu Mu scanned the surroundings before pointing toward one of the buildings.
“That building is somewhat larger. It might belong to the chief’s principal wife.”
With that, the three of them headed toward the building together.
However, halfway there, Xu Mu suddenly turned and darted toward a building on the right.
“Brother Mu, what’s wrong?”
Chen Xuan immediately turned around as well.
Dantai Quan was puzzled, but she still followed Xu Mu.
“I’ve discovered one of those scenes that always appears in adult movies.”
Xu Mu arrived in front of a stone palace. There were no servants outside.
He easily broke into the second floor of the building.
At that moment, two people were in the middle of a passionate encounter.
The woman was around forty years old and had a very voluptuous figure.
For the Jiao clan, someone of that age would be at least eighty years old.
The man, meanwhile, was a long-haired young man with a sharp chin and fairly handsome features.
He was none other than Hei Shen, whom Xu Mu had encountered earlier in the Nine-Tailed Fox clan’s royal city—the eldest son of Hei Zhuo.
Xu Mu immediately took out his phone and began recording.
“Recording the beautiful moments of life.”
The two people in front of him noticed the intruders and quickly separated.
The woman hurriedly grabbed her clothes to cover herself, utterly mortified.
Hei Shen narrowed his eyes slightly and calmly put on his clothes, forcing himself to remain composed.
“You must be Xu Mu, right? I remember you.”
“That’s right.”
Xu Mu nodded and asked with a smile, “I have a question. Am I lost? This is the chief’s harem, isn’t it?”
“That’s right. You’re lost.”
Hei Shen replied indifferently, “This is my harem.”
“Bullshit!”
Dantai Quan removed the hood of her black robe.
“Hei Shen! Do you think I don’t know where this is?”
“It’s you? Dantai Quan? Hahaha! You have quite a lot of nerve, breaking into our Third Tribe!”
Hei Shen bared his teeth in a grin.
“If you, the once most outstanding princess, serve me together with my beloved consort, I might spare your life.”
“You’re on the verge of death, yet you still dare bark at me!”
Dantai Quan prepared to attack.
“Don’t kill him yet. Rather than killing him ourselves, we should let his father deal with him. I want to see how Hei Zhuo reacts when he finds out that his son has cuckolded him.”
Xu Mu patted Dantai Quan on the shoulder.
The voluptuous woman’s face turned deathly pale. If Hei Zhuo found out about this, she would certainly be cut to pieces.
Hei Shen’s expression also grew ugly. When he saw Xu Mu put away his phone, he shrugged as though he didn’t care.
“I was only helping Father shoulder the burden. He has so many women—how could he possibly handle all of them? Most of them are just novelties to him. After playing with them once, he throws them away. In fact, many of his sons and daughters are actually his grandchildren.”
Hei Shen continued, “Besides, once he dies, won’t these women belong to me anyway?”
“Holy crap! I hadn’t stopped recording. I got that sentence too.”
Xu Mu pulled his phone out of his pocket again.
“Damn it!”
The corner of Hei Shen’s mouth twitched.
If it had only been the earlier incident, he could still have come up with an excuse—for example, that the woman had been lonely and had seduced him of her own accord.
As Hei Zhuo’s eldest son, he might have been willing to spare his life out of familial affection.
But now, if Hei Zhuo found out about this, he would certainly die.
“Tell us. What exactly do you want?”
“Where is the relic’s treasury? Take us there now.”
Dantai Quan spoke to Hei Shen.
“As the eldest son, you must know, right?”
A smile appeared at the corners of Hei Shen’s mouth.
“So that’s it. Your target is our Third Tribe’s treasury. I can take you there, but on one condition: you hand over the phone.”
“Fine. I’ll give it to you once we reach our destination.”
Xu Mu nodded lightly.
“Then let’s go!”
Hei Shen sneered inwardly.
The treasury of the Third Tribe was located deep within this harem.
As the descendants of the chiefs, they could all enter the area freely under the pretext of visiting their mothers.
Why was Hei Zhuo so confident that no one would steal from the treasury?
Because the formation protecting it was incredibly powerful. Even a ninth-stage expert would be unable to enter safely.
He could simply lure these people there and let the formation kill them.
Even if they were lucky enough to survive inside, they would have no way to escape.
Once his father returned and went to the treasury, he could conveniently finish them off.
Hei Shen led them away from the small palace and proceeded deeper into the harem at a leisurely pace.
“Hurry up. Stop wasting time.”
Xu Mu urged him on.
“Don’t rush me! If you keep hounding me, I’ll forget the address.”
Hei Shen replied impatiently.
“Interesting! You don’t even realize the situation you’re in.”
Xu Mu swung his sword.
An arm fell to the ground.
Hei Shen stared in horror at the blood gushing from his severed left arm and let out a pained howl.
“Make another sound, and I’ll cut off your other arm.”
Xu Mu spoke calmly. “I don’t believe you’re the only one who knows this location!”
Hei Shen immediately held his breath, forcing himself to remain silent.
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
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