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At this moment, the internal strife of the Solemn Temple had been completely forgotten by everyone, even Luo Ao was a bit surprised. Gan Hong's identity and status were well established. If he were to take on a disciple, the number of people responding from Miao Cheng could fill the entire Miao City.
As the center of Miao City, various factions were entrenched within it, each having their own strongholds. As soon as there was any disturbance in Miao City, news would spread at an astonishing speed throughout Miao Cheng.
Gan Hong did not think there was anything wrong with him speaking up; Mu Yuan's appearance had indeed shocked him.
The Unleaked Body, it turned out to be among the Creators. If he missed out on someone like that, he would have no face to meet his predecessors even in the afterlife.
"What can you teach me?" Although Mu Yuan knew that the elderly man before him had a terrifyingly strong identity, he still asked politely.
Everyone had gone mad. Everyone thought Mu Yuan had lost his mind.
What can you teach me?
Come on, boss, standing before you is Gan Hong, the Level Creator of Miao Cheng!
Even Gan Hong was taken aback by Mu Yuan's words.
What can I teach him? The Unleaked Body? It seemed like he had only heard of it; how could he teach?
At this moment, Gan Hong couldn't help but feel self-deprecating; his earlier enthusiasm quickly cooled down. If he were to take Mu Yuan as a disciple, what could he possibly teach him? Thinking of this made Gan Hong feel somewhat discouraged. What was going on? Clearly, such talent was right in front of him—was he really going to give up just like that?
Looking into Mu Yuan's clear eyes, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"I can't teach you."
"Alright then, once I finish dealing with the Dojo matters, I'll come find you." Just as Mu Yuan was about to refuse, he suddenly perked up at the sound in his ears and retracted his words.
"What? You agreed?" Gan Hong couldn't quite believe it.
The fact that the other party could ask such a question made Ming Mu Yuan understand his situation. In this circumstance, hearing that statement brought him a sense of comfort.
Thinking about it, taking an Unleaked Body out was quite a significant matter! It seemed that those old masters' disciples were not bad; he wondered what expressions they would have when his disciple made an appearance.
"We'll see when the time comes!" Mu Yuan, concerned about his father's safety, couldn't help but feel a bit impatient.
"Alright, alright, alright. I heard what just happened. I'll accompany you; I want to see who dares to lay a hand on my disciple Dojo. Don't they know how to write the word 'death'?"
His domineering words shocked everyone present; this was clearly a declaration of intent! Moreover, Mu Yuan seemed to have a rather poor attitude towards Gan Hong!
Everyone in attendance felt that this visit was worth it, except for a few individuals. Shu Yishi's fate was unknown, and the people from Dojo were in the midst of rescue efforts. They wanted to challenge Mu Yuan but then hesitated upon seeing Gan Hong smiling brightly in front of him.
Xiao Qingshui's expression was particularly vivid; he was momentarily at a loss for words. It seemed like things had escalated this time; all he could think about was that notion.
Down below, some clever Cultivators quickly seized the opportunity.
"If anyone dares to provoke Master Gan's disciple, how could I possibly stand by? Brother Mu, your business is my business. I want to see who has the guts to act recklessly."
"Right! Let's turn their world upside down and wipe out their entire clan!"
The crowd of Cultivators became chaotic; what an excellent opportunity this was! They could help Master Gan, and most importantly, they could see how much Gan Hong valued Mu Yuan. Hadn't they seen Mu Yuan's attitude before? If it were someone else, they would have already been kicked away by Gan Hong.
The outcome of the Soul Battle no longer mattered; what was important were those two figures on stage.
Luo Ao felt his mind was insufficient to comprehend everything. Gan Hong—one of Miao Cheng's nine great leaders! And that atomic attitude! Well, if he couldn't figure it out, he simply wouldn't think about it anymore. He just glanced at Zuo Dao, who was still sound asleep.
"What kind of monster did you raise?"
"Brother Ao, let's go. I'm worried something might happen to Father." Just as he was lost in thought, Mu Yuan walked up to him.
"Oh, right!" It was only then that he reacted, suddenly remembering something, and Luo Ao added.
"No need for that. Xin Dan is just digging his own grave."
"What do you mean?" A flicker of confusion crossed Mu Yuan's eyes.
"You'll have to ask him," Luo Ao said with a grin, pointing at Zuo Dao, who was lying nearby.
"What happened to Master?"
Master? Master!
Gan Hong's eyes widened. Mu Yuan already had a master? And it seemed to be the person lying over there. Hearing Mu Yuan's words, he felt a pang of disappointment.
"Let's go; we can talk while we walk," Luo Ao suggested.
In this Soul Battle, he had managed to bring out about half of the people from the Dojo. These were all cultivators and creators closely aligned with him. If he hadn't brought them out, Xin Dan wouldn't have dared to initiate a rebellion so easily.
At that time, the Solemn Temple was at its most vulnerable. Xin Dan only saw Shu Yishi showcasing his prowess on stage and had already concluded that Mu Yuan would surely fail.
This was all part of the plan: Shu Yishi would cripple Mu Yuan, completely shattering Mu Bai's hopes. Another reason Xin Dan took such a risk was due to Mu Bai's injuries. No one knew the extent of Mu Bai's injuries except for him; the leader of the Solemn Temple was gravely wounded and on the brink of death. Even Mu Yuan and Luo Ao were unaware of this.
This was a scheme he had concocted in collaboration with Shu Yun. He wasn't just one of the three major deputies of the Solemn Temple; he was also Shu Yun's junior disciple, and this identity was his greatest secret.
He led his followers from outside the Solemn Temple into the inner courtyard like a raging storm, killing anyone who dared to resist. If it weren't for Luo Ao taking most of the manpower away, he wouldn't have been able to control most of the Dojo so easily.
After all, the previous defenses had been overseen by Luo Ao, and every important department was filled with loyalists.
However, despite this, there was still a loose end; Zhao Yunlong's escape was intentional. Even if he captured the Dojo now, it wouldn't truly belong to him unless he wiped out Luo Ao and his group completely. Moreover, he had to constantly worry about their retaliation. Luo Ao's abilities were still a threat.
This time, he had coordinated with the elite disciples of Shuyun Dao to deliver a heavy blow to Solemn Temple. As long as he took the inner courtyard and eliminated Mu Bai, he could set a trap within the Dojo and wait for Luo Ao to walk right into it.
Yet, when he arrived at the inner courtyard, he discovered that things were not going as smoothly as he had imagined. In front of the last door leading to the inner courtyard, he found two people—specifically, two individuals who were drinking.
The sounds of battle outside had gradually diminished, but previously it had been a cacophony of violence. He couldn't believe these two hadn't heard anything; more importantly, he recognized them.
"Gentlemen, this is a private matter of the Dojo. If you have no business here, please leave quickly," Xin Dan said, his brow furrowed as he looked at the man and woman before him.
He couldn't discern their origins, and one more thing troubled him: he was well aware of Mu Yuan's injuries, yet this man who was drinking seemed to have healed them with just a wave of his hand. After living for so many years, Xin Dan had always been wary of two types of people:
First, those whose backgrounds were unknown;
Second, those who were exceptionally powerful.
Kun Ru Tao gave him the impression of being someone with unknown origins but possessing some skills. If this person had a deep background, then even if he obtained Solemn Temple this time, it would only bring him a formidable enemy. This made him uneasy.
"You carry on with your business; we'll finish our drinks and leave without bothering you," Sima Yan said. Perhaps due to having drunk too much, her cheeks were flushed and her large eyes sparkled like a tranquil spring, stirring something in those who looked at her.
"Hmph, giving face but not respecting it." Before Xin Dan could respond, someone rushed out from behind him and charged forward shouting.
At that moment, Kun Ru Tao and Sima Yan were seated facing each other but turned slightly towards Xin Dan and his group. The actions of the shouting cultivator made Kun Ru Tao's gaze turn icy.
Yet no one could see it; only Sima Yan sighed softly across from him.
"Get lost."
Just as Kun Ru Tao was about to take action, Sima Yan poured her drink onto the ground.
“Shu Fang, your heart!”
As Sima Yan made his move, Xin Dan sensed something was wrong and hurriedly shouted to stop him. However, despite his timely reaction, the opponent was even faster.
The wine transformed into an arrow, piercing through Shu Fang's heart, leaving behind a blood hole the size of a cup that was open on both sides.
“Who are you?” Xin Dan asked, unable to mourn in time, his expression tense as he looked at the other party.
“We are guests of Luo Ao. What’s the matter? It’s not like you’ve never seen this before,” Sima Yan mocked.
“Why is it so difficult to quietly enjoy a drink with someone you love?”
Xin Dan was an Earth-Level Creator and also a Cultivator of the True Immortal Realm. Shu Fang, who had just been killed by Sima Yan's wine glass, was a master in the Immortal Realm. Even if he were to take action, he might not be as swift as his opponent. At that moment, a bad thought crossed his mind.
“Let’s disperse; this place is not somewhere you should be,” Kun Ru Tao finally spoke up, his tone sincere.
“I’m serious. I don’t even know what kind of existence is inside. In any case, you should go home and sleep; I’m really looking out for you.”
Kun Ru Tao spoke no lies. After Zuo Dao had wreaked havoc in the inner courtyard for half a day, it had become a place that no one dared to approach. He still remembered how Luo Ao had crawled out of there in a panic.
Although Kun Ru Tao spoke the truth, Xin Dan would never believe him, especially since Shu Fang had already died at Sima Yan's hands.
“Since you two refuse to leave, then I’m afraid I have no choice,” Xin Dan said before disappearing into the crowd behind him.
Every Cultivator who followed him was masked; their veils could be considered treasures that blocked others' Divine Sense.
These individuals exuded a fierce aura, clearly having emerged from piles of corpses, and there was even a faint smell of decay wafting through the air.
As an Alchemist, Kun Ru Tao was naturally sensitive to smells. Earlier, he had overlooked it due to the fine wine in hand, but now that he suddenly caught a whiff of it, an unnamed anger surged within him.
The scent of Rotting Corpse Grass was undeniable, even if he was reluctant to accept it.
The group before him could no longer be considered human; they were no longer living beings. The Cultivators infected by Rotting Corpse Grass had only death as their option.
It was clear that these individuals were reanimated corpses. Kun Ru Tao did not know where these reanimated corpses had come from, but he believed they were definitely not from Miao Cheng. The Creator of Miao Cheng would never stoop to such methods; in their eyes, there existed only the path of Dao.
Not only Kun Ru Tao, but even Sima Yan noticed this. His attractive brows knitted together in a frown as he cast a disapproving glance at Xin Dan among the crowd.
In an instant, dozens of reanimated corpses surrounded the two, launching an attack. Waves of deathly energy surged toward them, making one feel nauseous and causing a disturbance in the mind.
With Kun Ru Tao's beauty beside him, Sima Yan certainly did not want to soil his hands.
"Yan Mei, let me handle this."
With that, flames erupted from both his hands. Fire was the best means to deal with these reanimated corpses, though ordinary flames would not suffice. Kun Ru Tao summoned his innate Dan Fire, enveloping his fists before plunging into the crowd.
Sima Yan waved his hand to create a protective barrier around them, also wrapping the entire table of food within it.
Kun Ru Tao moved gracefully through the throng, dodging all attacks as if taking a leisurely stroll or enjoying a moonlit outing. With each rise and fall of his fists, another corpse fell. Just how powerful had Kun Ru Tao become after his advancement? Zuo Dao once remarked: "True immortals are invincible."
Though he did not fight across levels like Zuo Dao, within this Realm, he was indeed an invincible presence.
There were no cries of anguish; each reanimated corpse struck was either left with a shattered skull or a pierced heart. The remnants of Dan Fire lingered on the wounds, quickly incinerating the entire body.
Covered in black ash, Kun Ru Tao stood there in his blue attire, untouched by dust, wearing an expression of anger as he single-handedly slaughtered the horde of reanimated corpses in mere moments.
"No!" Xin Dan wailed. These reanimated corpses had been painstakingly assembled by Shuyun Dojo at great cost, and in an instant, all that remained was a pile of ashes.
He trembled with fear and rage. Outside the Dojo had already been sealed off by Shu Yun; everything discovered within could not be known to the outside world. By the time Shu Yun sensed something amiss, it was already too late.
Kun Ru Tao was decisive, leaving no one behind; every single one of those things that should not exist was to be destroyed.
A pair of cold eyes turned towards Xin Dan.
"Actually, it doesn't matter how you do it, just don't let them appear."
At this moment, the true fire within Kun Ru Tao had been ignited by Xin Dan. How dare they use such things to cause slaughter? Did they not fear the awakening of the demon god?
These thoughts could only linger in his heart. He knew things that others did not, which stirred his murderous intent.
Under Kun Ru Tao's gaze, Xin Dan, who was also from the True Immortal Realm, surprisingly felt a sense of retreat. He didn't understand why he felt this way; if it weren't for the presence of Shu Yun outside the dojo, he would have turned and left without hesitation.
However, a powerful will prevented him from taking that step, and at that moment, Shu Yun appeared by his side.
Though he too wore a mask, his attire betrayed him—Cloud Robe. Only one person in all of Miao Cheng donned such a garment.
Shu Yun of Shuyun Dojo.
The clouds rolled and swirled; since his debut, this Cloud Robe had followed him, so even while hiding, he would not change it.
The situation on the scene astonished him as well. Kun Ru Tao stood coldly at the door. Shu Yun's appearance did not shake him in the slightest.
"Death or retreat!"
Zuo Dao was mysterious, yet every step he took earned Kun Ru Tao's genuine admiration. He had initially wanted to participate in this Soul Battle but was stopped by Zuo Dao. He clearly remembered Zuo Dao's words to him.
"Actually, it's more fun for you here."
Only now did he understand what Zuo Dao meant by fun; indeed, it was entertaining. But why was he feeling so angry?
Sima Yan had already risen and moved to his side, gently holding his hand.
"Fool, how could I possibly miss out on something like this?"
Her soft words instantly extinguished the flames of anger within him; indeed, she was his destined nemesis!
The two of them, oblivious to their surroundings, successfully provoked Shu Yun's true fury, especially as he caught sight of Shu Fang's lifeless body—the only corpse in the arena.
Shu Yun's eyes glinted with menace. Xin Dan had calmed down, but there was still a lingering fear in his gaze as he looked at Kun Ru Tao.
The sounds of battle from outside had ceased, and waves of Cultivators surged into the inner arena. These individuals were drenched in blood, their eyes cold and ruthless.
"Life for a life; that's the way of the world. No one dies for nothing," Shu Yun said to Kun Ru Tao, enunciating each word clearly. "Not even if it's the king himself."
Sima Yan scoffed at Shu Fang's words.
"Have you really killed so few?"
"They're not my victims. If they were, they would consider themselves fortunate."
Shu Yun's response made Kun Ru Tao and Sima Yan realize that he was utterly insane. A normal person would be frightening enough, but standing before them was a madman.
Behind him lay the inner courtyard; he could easily escape. However, Shu Yun's gaze deterred him from that thought. If it were just him, he wouldn't worry, but Sima Yan was right beside him. He had no idea how this madman would act once the fighting began. It was the squads behind him that made him anxious for Sima Yan's safety.
Kun Ru Tao patted Sima Yan's hand reassuringly.
"This is a man's affair; what are you making a fuss about?" Though he spoke like this, he secretly transmitted his thoughts to her.
"Stay calm for now. If things get too dangerous, just hide in the courtyard. Don't make me worry."
Sima Yan, once a respected leader, could not be unaware of what Kun Ru Tao was worried about. She gave the man before her an understanding glance and quietly stepped aside, knowing that she could enter the inner courtyard at any moment if she wished.
At that moment, Luo Ao was rushing towards the Dojo with his companions. Zuo Dao was reclining on a cloud above, while four Cultivators swiftly ran beneath, carrying the cloud along.
Gan Hong closely followed Mu Yuan, his focus solely on Mu Yuan. He would not allow anyone to harm Mu Yuan under his watch.
"Kill her," Shu Yun commanded, pointing at Sima Yan while firmly locking eyes with Kun Ru Tao.
He was a madman, but not a fool; he immediately recognized the relationship between the two before him. He wanted to kill Kun Ru Tao, but even more so, he wanted to make the other suffer.
"No one would have expected that a seemingly virtuous gentleman in public could be such a ruthless madman behind closed doors," Kun Ru Tao replied calmly, unaffected by his words.
"Am I wrong, Shu Yun Master?"
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