Xu Mu first glanced at Dai Xingluo, then shifted his gaze to the six or seven people nearby.
He used his Divine Eye to scan the woman who was speaking.
She wore a long dress, her figure slender. Although not as striking as Dai Xingluo or the two beside her, Meng Wanyue and Miao He, her appearance was still above average.
Name: Zhang Yujing
Identity: Outer disciple of the Tianjian Sect
Favorability: 0
Destiny Level: 1 (max level 10)
Seeing this introduction, Xu Mu smiled slightly. It seemed she was once Dai Xingluo’s senior sister within the sect.
However, judging by her sarcastic tone, the two probably didn’t get along.
“Who are you? I don’t recognize you at all,” Dai Xingluo asked, her face full of curiosity as she looked at Zhang Yujing.
“You…”
Zhang Yujing’s expression darkened instantly. “Dai Xingluo, you don’t even remember me, Zhang Yujing? When you first entered the sect, who took care of you so meticulously?”
“Oh, it’s Senior Sister Zhang. Sister, you’re right,” Dai Xingluo replied smoothly, looping her arm through Xu Mu’s. “Brother, let’s go. Seeing her makes me a little sick.”
Xu Mu nodded slightly and gave Miao He a subtle look.
Miao He understood immediately and continued leading the way ahead.
“Stop right there! You think you can just leave?”
Zhang Yujing snapped coldly. The disciples beside her quickly formed a semicircle, blocking Xu Mu and the others’ path.
“What does Senior Sister Zhang want?”
Dai Xingluo smiled faintly.
“Zhou Xing, the Third Senior Brother of Qingmu Peak in the Tianjian Sect, suddenly went out of contact. I remember you had a conflict with him before,” Zhang Yujing pointed at Dai Xingluo and asked, “Did you put a hit on Third Senior Brother?”
Xu Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this. So, it was the person he had slain.
He hadn’t expected the sect to start sending people to investigate in just one day.
“Senior Sister Zhang, I know you want to frame me, but it has to make sense. I remember Third Senior Brother’s cultivation was already at the Divine Ability level.”
Dai Xingluo lightly patted her chest as she spoke, “What’s my cultivation level? Could I have done it?”
“Who knows what tricks you sly fox have used? Do you dare swear an oath?”
Zhang Yujing shouted loudly.
“Of course I do! If anyone killed Senior Brother Zhou Xing, they won’t get away with it…”
Dai Xingluo was about to finish when she suddenly noticed Xu Mu staring at her with a grave expression.
Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Zhou Xing was killed by Xu Mu?
[Favorability +15]
“Speak up! Why are you hesitating?”
Zhang Yujing noticed Dai Xingluo had stopped and questioned coldly.
“Sister just wants to make an even stronger oath. If I killed Senior Brother Zhou Xing, may the heavens strike me down with thunderbolts.”
Dai Xingluo muttered to herself. After all, it wasn’t her who killed him.
No matter how severe the oath, she wasn’t afraid.
Zhang Yujing stared at Dai Xingluo. In truth, she knew very well that Dai Xingluo was absolutely incapable of killing Zhou Xing.
If Dai Xingluo had truly reached this level, even if she offended someone, the elders from other peaks would have taken her away.
“Dai Xingluo, don’t get too close to men. Be careful, the First Senior Brother of Qingmu Peak might get jealous.”
After saying this, Zhang Yujing turned to the others around her and said, “Let’s go!”
After they left, Miao He continued to lead the way ahead.
Dai Xingluo immediately linked her arm with Xu Mu’s, pressing her delicate face against his shoulder. “Brother, you killed Zhou Xing, didn’t you? How did you know he was my enemy?”
Meng Wanyue’s eyes turned cold.
Miao He, who was leading the way, also furrowed her brows slightly.
Chen Xuan, standing beside them, spoke vividly, “I was there yesterday too. Brother Mu mentioned your name, and the other party insulted him. Brother Mu got angry right away—he got mad for his beloved!”
[Affection +20]
Dai Xingluo’s eyes flickered as she clung tighter to Xu Mu’s arm. “Brother, you really are the best brother in the world!”
Xu Mu felt as if his arm had been seized by some terrifying force.
He wanted to pull away but couldn’t.
He had a feeling that Dai Xingluo might also be capable of wielding a heavenly-level skill—the Water Fusion Technique.
Compared to Xu Ningbing and Li Yun, though, she probably couldn’t completely overwhelm him.
But calling it a minor Water Fusion Technique was certainly justified.
He quickly changed the subject, unwilling to dwell on that line of thought any longer.
“What exactly happened between you and them?”
Xu Mu looked at Dai Xingluo and asked.
“There are three sects within the Tianjian Sect, each residing on their own mountain peak: Yanyang Mountain, Bingpo Mountain, and Qingmu Mountain, plus their respective outer disciples.”
Dai Xingluo looked into the distance as she explained, “When I was a child, an elder from Qingmu Mountain took me away, and I became an outer disciple. When I was fifteen, the second senior brother of Qingmu Mountain took notice of me.”
Hearing this, Chen Xuan couldn’t help but comment, “I get it now, that second senior brother must have been after Miss Dai’s beauty, right?”
“Of course. Beauty is just one of my sister’s advantages. The most important thing is that she has decent talent.”
Dai Xingluo rested her head again on Xu Mu’s shoulder.
Crack!
Meng Wanyue, who was walking ahead while leaning against a tree, suddenly tore off a thick strip of bark with one hand.
Seeing this, Xu Mu immediately withdrew his hand, his expression calm as he said, “Continue.”
“That second senior brother is the elder’s grandson. He wanted me to be his woman, but I didn’t like him, so he sent Zhou Xing and that woman from earlier to threaten me.”
Dai Xingluo explained, “Back then, Zhou Xing was the sixth senior brother of Qingmu Mountain.”
“Can the positions of senior brothers and sisters be swapped?” Miao He suddenly stopped and asked.
“Yes. The Tianjian Sect holds a grand competition every year. Winners get promoted. Now, that second senior brother of Qingmu Mountain has already become the senior eldest brother.”
Dai Xingluo shook her head. “Because he’s the elder’s grandson, I can’t afford to provoke him, so I left the mountain.”
Xu Mu nodded silently. No wonder Dai Xingluo always stayed in the antique shop and was never seen at the sect.
“Oh, by the way, the skill you gave me is one of the lost top-tier techniques from Yanyang Mountain.”
Dai Xingluo deliberately glanced at Meng Wanyue as she said this.
Meng Wanyue’s expression remained unchanged. Talking about this made her seem more alert.
After all, the technique Xu Mu gave her was a legendary Earth-level skill—she wasn’t about to be jealous.
“All right, we’ve arrived!”
Miao He suddenly announced.
Xu Mu looked ahead. They were still deep within the mountain range.
Surrounded by towering trees that blocked out the sun, an ordinary person would easily lose their sense of direction here.
Ahead flowed a small river, cascading down from a higher elevation.
“Where’s the entrance?” Xu Mu asked.
Miao He quickly hurried to the riverbank, where jagged rocks jutted out.
She lightly tapped her toes and leapt straight into the water.
The river reached up to Miao He’s waist.
Turning to Xu Mu and the others, she said, “The cave entrance is hidden in the crevice between the submerged stones.”
With that, Miao He unleashed her energy, causing the river water around her to explode outward and disperse. Then, she sank beneath the surface.
Before, no one could detect the underwater passage, and Xu Mu had no way to sense it.
But now that Miao He had entered, Xu Mu’s perception revealed the full layout.
It turned out the entrance was concealed on the side, submerged beneath the water—no wonder it was so hard to find.
“Hurry up, one by one, get in,” Xu Mu urged, patting Meng Wanyue and Dai Xingluo on their backs.
Meng Wanyue was the first to jump into the river. She also released her energy, forming a protective barrier that kept the water from soaking her clothes. Lowering her head, she dove beneath the surface and indeed found the cave entrance tucked inside the crevice between the stones.
Suddenly, Xu Mu shouted urgently, “Quick! Someone’s coming.”
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