I Disagree with What You Said

Chen Xuan gave two thumbs up. "As expected of Brother Mu, I need to learn from you."

Lao Jie Huan noticed Xu Mu was tearing off her armor, her expression turning extremely ugly.

Among the Baishi Clan, the Saintess was the spiritual totem of the tribe. Above all, she had to remain pure and untouched, unsoiled by anyone.

Not only was she forbidden from engaging in sexual relations with men, but even a gentlemanly romantic relationship was out of the question.

If she were violated by a man during her time as Saintess, she would be scorned by everyone and even subjected to death by burning.

Only when she reached a certain age could she step down from her role and marry or have children.

If she were to be defiled by the man before her—worse, by two men—even if they spared her life, returning home would mean certain death.

"Oh, I already have Xianling Nan as my wife. I don’t want to wrong her. What a pity, but that’s what you get for not answering my questions."

As Xu Mu spoke, he grabbed hold of the power of lightning with one hand.

Lao Jie Huan stared in terror, realizing that this man was truly a villain, not joking in the slightest.

She quickly said, "Stop! I’ll talk!"

Hearing this, Xu Mu released the lightning. "You only have this one chance."

"Don’t worry, I won’t lie to you. It’s hardly a secret anyway."

Lao Jie Huan took a deep breath and recounted the full story.

Overall, it aligned with what Xu Mu had heard when he encountered the fourth-tier boundary-breaker, Shao Tian, back then.

The former chief of the Baishi Clan was a tyrant. Relying on his overwhelming strength, he treated everyone in the tribe like cattle, showing them no respect.

Xianling Nan had been chosen as the Saintess by this very tyrant.

The various chieftains of the Baishi Clan suffered bitterly under his rule. Later, during a tribal festival, when the former chief was drunk, many chieftains joined forces to kill him.

But with the tyrant dead, the Baishi Clan fell into chaos.

Though the current chief was the strongest, he couldn’t dominate the other chieftains like his predecessor.

This left some chieftains secretly dissatisfied—they never voiced it openly, but everyone could sense it.

The current chief had planned to take a long-term approach, gradually dividing and eliminating those rebellious chieftains one by one.

However, Xianling Nan reappeared, still bearing the title of former Saintess, deeply ingrained in the tribe’s memory.

She sought out one of the chieftains and rallied him with a slogan.

She claimed the current chief was weak, groveling before the descendants of Yan Huang.

She accused him of conspiring with other chieftains to kill the former chief—not for the good of the Baishi Clan, but on orders from the Yan Huang people.

Several chieftains heeded her call and began to respond.

To quash this rumor, the current chief, along with Lao Jie Huan and a few loyal chieftains, came up with this plan.

They would send captives and captured rebels to cause trouble in the outside world.

Their aim this time was not truly to attack the Yan Huang forces.

It was only to show those plotting rebellion that the current chief had never colluded with the Yan Huang.

Moreover, he was even more formidable than the previous chief—bold enough to directly act against the outside world.

After hearing this, Xu Mu and Chen Xuan nodded in understanding. So that was the reason.

"So your goal is just to crush those rumors and fully reclaim the rebels?"

Xu Mu looked at Lao Jie Huan and asked.

"Exactly. Besides reclaiming the rebels, we also need to kill Xianling Nan."

Lao Jie Huan said calmly, "Let me be honest with you: Xianling Nan is no good. Her methods are far more extreme than the former chief’s. If she takes power, both the Yan Huang and the Jiuli will be targets of her aggression."

Recalling that woman with heterochromatic eyes, Xu Mu silently agreed.

From their interaction, he could tell she held hostility toward everyone outside the Baishi Clan.

Whoosh!

Just then, a white light flashed in the distant sky.

Boom!

In an instant, the ground nearby cracked open, and two figures appeared.

One of them was the black-haired old man. In his hand, he dragged a woman covered in blood.

It was none other than Ji Qingge.

The giant sword once strapped to her back was gone, and with mud and debris clinging to her face, she still managed to radiate a sort of rugged charm despite her disheveled hair.

"Kid! This woman is one of yours, isn’t she?"

The old man sneered at Xu Mu.

Xu Mu cursed under his breath. He hadn’t expected her to come here either, and he wondered how she’d managed it.

"I don’t know them!"

Even though she was captured, Ji Qingge showed no fear in her eyes.

"Then there’s no help for it. Since you don’t know them, I’ll take your head!"

The old man grabbed Ji Qingge by her shoulder-length hair, a white light flickering like a sharp blade in his other hand, aimed straight at her throat.

"Damn it!"

A flicker of unwillingness flashed in Ji Qingge’s eyes, but she only cursed softly, still refusing to beg for mercy.

"Wait!"

Xu Mu shouted quickly.

He had to admit, inwardly, he deeply admired this woman.

Hearing this, the old man grinned widely. "What? Can’t bear to see a pretty girl suffer?"

"Is that you, Xu Mu?"

Hearing Xu Mu’s voice, Ji Qingge asked with a puzzled expression.

"Who is Xu Mu? I've never heard of him."

Xu Mu tried hard to stay calm. Was this stupid woman out of her mind?

Calling his name out loud right in front of these foreigners.

"You don't even know Xu Mu? That guy is a genius among the descendants of Yanhuang, the primary enemy of our foreign races. The value of his head is higher than that of a Yanhuang expert at the fourth level of realm-breaking."

Lao Jiehuan revealed a slight smile.

She had originally thought she would be done for here, but now that her own side also had hostages, her life was likely saved.

Only then did Ji Qingge immediately shut her mouth.

Although she didn't get along with Xu Mu, she knew the stakes. When facing the foreign races, she would definitely stand united with Xu Mu.

"I see. I've been in closed-door cultivation lately, so I haven't heard of this person."

Xu Mu said with a calm expression.

"Alright, stop wasting time."

The old man over there interrupted Xu Mu, "Since both sides have a hostage, how about a trade?"

"Wouldn't we be at a disadvantage?"

Xu Mu let out a faint laugh, "Your strength is so great. Once I lose this saintess in my hands, all three of us will die."

"Then what do you want to do?"

The old man demanded sternly.

"Simple. First, let the two of them leave."

Xu Mu glanced at Chen Xuan and Ji Qingge.

"What kind of dream are you having? If I let them go, you'll still have a hostage, won't you?"

The old man said coldly, "Our Baishi Tribe is not as treacherous as you Yanhuang people. I said I won't kill you, and I mean it."

"I can swear an oath in the name of the saintess. After the hostage exchange, I will order the elder absolutely not to make a move against you three. How about that?"

Lao Jiehuan said to Xu Mu.

"I'll trust you this once."

Xu Mu dared not linger here too long. After all, this was their territory.

If a few more experts showed up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Since the saintess has sworn an oath, I'll release the person first."

The old man across from them let go of Ji Qingge first and pushed her out.

On this side, Chen Xuan stepped forward quickly and grabbed Ji Qingge's arm.

Xu Mu also released Lao Jiehuan and immediately hurried toward Chen Xuan. "Let's go!"

"Elder Guang, according to the oath, I command you not to make a move against them."

Lao Jiehuan spoke indifferently to the old man beside her.

"Huanhuan, since you've given the order, it proves you've kept your promise."

Guang Hai revealed a smile, "But a saintess cannot command an elder! I do not agree with what you've said!"

Swish!

Guang Hai erupted with his full power and swiftly charged at Xu Mu and the others.