Chen Xuan followed Xu Mu as they headed over.
“Could there really be some kind of message hidden in those videos?”
Dai Xingluo could not help asking when she saw this.
“Why don’t we go take a look? Maybe those two men are sneaking off to do something,” Tong Guoguo guessed.
“Heh, Guoguo, you’re overthinking it. They’re both men,” Meng Wanyue said, though she still followed curiously.
The three women trailed behind them for several minutes before realizing that Xu Mu and Chen Xuan had gone to find the Fire Clan members again.
Only then did they let out a sigh of relief. They had thought Xu Mu might have suddenly developed a different preference.
They could hardly be blamed for thinking that way. Chen Xuan had an exceptionally delicate and handsome appearance.
He would probably look quite good in women’s clothing.
“Xu Mu, why have you come to see us again?” Ding Shi asked with a smile.
“I came to ask about a few people.”
Xu Mu smiled and took out his phone, opening the screenshots he had just taken.
The first image was of the young man from the Black Moon Clan.
“I naturally know him. He’s the second son of the Black Moon Clan’s patriarch, and his name is Zidian. This man is no ordinary person. He’s a once-in-a-millennium genius and unquestionably the best of the Black Moon Clan’s younger generation.”
Ding Shi explained, “He has already reached the fourth level of the World-Breaking Realm and is practically acknowledged by the entire Black Moon Clan as the patriarch’s successor.”
Xu Mu and Chen Xuan exchanged a glance. No wonder the two women fighting him were both so beautiful. If he were an ordinary man, they might not have taken an interest in him.
“What about this person?”
Xu Mu swiped to the next image. It showed the beautiful woman with long blue hair.
“This is Shui Shu. Her expression looks a little strange.”
Ding Shi examined the phone before asking, “Why do your two photos only show their heads?”
“Because full-body pictures wouldn’t have passed inspection.”
Xu Mu waved his hand with a laugh. “I cropped out the rest. Someone was blocking it anyway.”
“All right. This person is no simple figure. She’s a textbook example of a strong woman, a former genius of the Water Spirit Clan. She currently serves as the second elder of the Water Spirit Clan’s Council of Elders.”
Ding Shi explained, “This woman is a goddess to countless races, myself included. However, she has always maintained her purity. Even now, she still hasn’t married.”
“Senior Shui Shu?”
When Shi Qianhua heard the name, a smile appeared on her face as well. “She’s my idol. I want to become a woman like her someday.”
“Then your life is over.”
Xu Mu glanced at Shi Qianhua.
“What do you mean? You disgusting man, do you always have to contradict me?” Shi Qianhua pointed at Xu Mu and shouted. “Don’t tell me you really think I’m afraid of you?”
“You’ve misunderstood Brother Mu. She isn’t quite the person you imagine her to be,” Chen Xuan explained from the side.
“You don’t know her at all, yet you’re trying to teach me how to judge people? The Water Spirit Clan is allied with our Fire Clan. I understand her far better than you do!”
Shi Qianhua turned her face away after speaking. “Forget it. All you disgusting men are the same. In your eyes, even a perfect woman is filthy.”
“Qianhua, that’s enough.”
Ding Shi glared at Shi Qianhua before turning to Xu Mu with a smile.
“Please don’t take it to heart. Those two have a good relationship.”
“It’s nothing.”
Xu Mu did not take offense. “Is this woman currently facing some kind of trouble?”
In the videos, whenever she fought Zidian, she would repeatedly say one thing:
“You have to help me.”
But neither of them had explained what exactly the matter was.
“Trouble? Not exactly. The Water Spirit Clan’s current patriarch is about to hand over his position. The Council of Elders has put forward Shui Shu, while the patriarch has nominated one of his descendants.”
As the Fire Clan’s third elder, Ding Shi was naturally well informed about his ally’s choice of a new patriarch.
“I see.”
Xu Mu nodded inwardly.
The matter she kept mentioning was almost certainly that she wanted Zidian to help her become the Water Spirit Clan’s patriarch.
There was no denying that this woman was extremely calculating.
No one had seen through the mask of purity she had maintained all this time.
“The last person.”
Xu Mu brought up the image of the woman from the Holy Light Clan.
“This is the Holy Light Clan’s genius, Dorothea. She’s currently the strongest woman among the younger generation of the Holy Light Clan. Aside from Hathaway, only Dorothea stands at her level.”
Ding Shi explained, “She’s also a heaven-blessed prodigy, and countless people are pursuing her.”
“Understood. Thank you.”
Xu Mu now had a general idea of the situation. These two women probably had no connection with each other.
Their only common ground was that they were both Zidian’s lovers, and neither dared to make the relationship public.
Women like them generally understood exactly where their advantage lay: in their supposed purity.
That was why they needed to maintain the image of being single. Only then would their admirers pursue them so relentlessly.
If videos of them interacting with other men were leaked, especially videos that revealed everything, it would be nothing short of an earthquake for them.
Their most sacred image would be shattered completely, and a large portion of their admirers would undoubtedly disappear.
Especially those who were truly seeking love.
Those who continued pursuing them would most likely be motivated by nothing more than the desire to conquer them.
This was probably the opportunity Hao Yang had been talking about. With these videos, it would be enough to threaten the two women.
But it probably would not be enough to threaten Zidian.
“There’s no need to thank me. Anyone in the Inner Realm would recognize the three of them.”
Ding Shi smiled at Xu Mu.
“You’re a decent person. I’ll tell you a secret, though you can choose not to believe me.”
Xu Mu looked at Ding Shi. “The Fire Clan’s Sixth Elder is working for the Water Spirit Clan. He may soon join forces with the Water Spirit Clan and the Black Moon Clan to deal with your clan.”
“Bullshit! Our Sixth Elder—”
“Qianhua!”
Ding Shi interrupted Shi Qianhua. His expression turned solemn as he looked at Xu Mu.
“Where did you get this information? You didn’t even know who Shui Shu was.”
“Senior Hao Yang gave me a phone earlier. The information was on it. You can choose not to believe me. We’re leaving.”
After saying this, Xu Mu left with Chen Xuan.
Once Xu Mu had gone, Ding Shi turned to the people around him.
“No one is to leak this matter. Otherwise, I’ll hold every one of you accountable!”
“Yes!”
The group nodded in unison.
Shi Qianhua had originally wanted to say something else, but this was a critical moment. It was better to believe the warning than dismiss it and regret it later.
…
Xu Mu and the others continued northward according to the map.
There were five Holy Battlefields in the Northern Nether Continent.
The closest one was located at the border between the Fire Clan and the Water Spirit Clan.
These two clans occupied the southeastern region of the Northern Nether Continent.
The southwestern region, meanwhile, was the territory of the Flood Dragon Clan.
The Northern Nether Continent was simply too vast. Even while traveling at full speed by releasing their qi energy, they spent two consecutive days on the journey before finally approaching the border between the Fire Clan and the Water Spirit Clan.
When they arrived at the Holy Battlefield, they found that its architectural style was similar to that of the Holy Battlefield on the Qingqiu Continent. The only difference was that this one was much larger and could accommodate far more people.
This time, Xu Mu did not want to attract too much attention, so he once again used an illusion formation to alter his appearance.
After walking through a park paved with white stone slabs, they entered the enormous castle.
Meng Wanyue and the other two were much more familiar with the Holy Battlefield than Xu Mu was.
Under their guidance, Xu Mu first went to the walls displaying the star players from each rank.
He wanted to see whether Lin Yang was here.
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transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
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.
