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The tone of the conversation left Zuo Dao speechless. This world lacks many things, but it is certainly not short of people who feel highly about themselves. Zheng Zihua, one of the Nine Elders of Miao Cheng, certainly had the qualifications and the audacity to act this way.
When he heard that the son of the Solemn Temple's Master was actually an Unleaked Body, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. The other Level Creators were no better off; they were all mentally calculating how to take Mu Yuan under their wing.
Although Zheng Zihua spoke arrogantly, he still understood the gravity of the situation. He could be dismissive towards anyone else, but he wore a cordial expression when it came to Mu Yuan.
The importance of Mu Yuan was beyond Zuo Dao's imagination. The Nine Elders were already among the most powerful individuals in Miao Cheng, but they would eventually grow old. The Creators valued inheritance; every Creator would cautiously choose a disciple because this would be their legacy in this world.
Who in all of Miao Cheng could be more qualified than the Unleaked Body to be their disciple? Gan Hong was unaware that, aside from him, the others had already reached a consensus: Mu Yuan would only be their disciple.
Compared to the other reclusive Creators, Gan Hong had a greater reputation in Miao Cheng. This alone overshadowed the other Level Creators by at least several millennia.
Gan Hong was known as "The Just" in Miao Cheng. Unlike the other Creators, he inspired people with his character. However, he was oblivious to the fact that he had always been seen as an enemy by the other Eight Vice Principals and Level Creators.
Neither Gan Hong nor Zuo Dao understood the complexities involved here.
When Zheng Zihua boldly asked him, "Do you have the qualifications?"
Zuo Dao laughed, genuinely amused. Even Luo Ao, who was struggling to breathe under the pressure exerted by several Creators nearby, looked up at him.
"Old Kun, this is the first time I've ever heard that!" Zuo Dao didn't even glance at Zheng Zihua but turned instead to Kun Ru Tao.
Kun Ru Tao shrugged helplessly. Although he hadn't known Zuo Dao for long, he realized that being Zuo Dao's friend was far more enjoyable than being his enemy.
Mu Yuan was accepted as Zuo Dao's disciple after three bows and nine kowtows. Kun Ru Tao knew best where Mu Yuan's Unleaked Body came from. If Zuo Dao lacked qualifications, then Kun Ru Tao truly didn't know who else could possibly qualify. It seemed he was also half a disciple of Zuo Dao!
Thinking this, Kun Ru Tao couldn't help but smile.
Master Mu's life had been spent in plunder and conquest; his luck had simply been too good for him to reach this point. For a Level Creator, advancing further was as difficult as climbing a mountain. But now that Mu Yuan had appeared, if he could take him as a disciple and combine it with his own secret techniques, suddenly that threshold would be within reach.
The secret of the Unleaked Body had already been discovered, leaving him with no choice but to retreat and seek alternatives, gathering Eight People to take on a disciple. At that moment, feeling disgruntled, Zuo Dao's performance only added fuel to the fire, prompting an outburst.
"You haven't heard much yet!"
"Who do you think you are, old man? Why are you interrupting me?" Zuo Dao's previously cheerful demeanor darkened instantly.
Boom.
A clash of energies erupted between the two.
Master Mu was not one to be trifled with; if it weren't for his identity as a Level Creator, he would have met his end countless times. However, he had also taken many lives using his status as a Level Creator. Zuo Dao's words acted as a catalyst, igniting the fury that simmered within him.
Although he was unaware of Zuo Dao's true identity, in Miao Cheng, he was the king. Moreover, he was inherently ruthless and sought to establish his dominance through bloodshed. He had even contemplated that if Mu Yuan refused to become their disciple, he would annihilate Solemn Temple.
Thus, he struck at Zuo Dao. No one expected him to launch a surprise attack using his Level Creator status.
Out of nowhere, a torrent of water surged down toward Zuo Dao. The force behind it was immediately apparent to anyone who witnessed it.
The impact of the water created sparks in the air. If struck by this torrent, not only would a person be obliterated, but even a diamond would be shattered into pieces.
The river roared with relentless waves.
Seeing his master under attack, Mu Yuan rushed forward without hesitation but was halted by Zuo Dao's piercing gaze; Luo Ao attempted to leap in for a rescue but found himself pinned down by an overwhelming force.
Master Mu sneered as he awaited Zuo Dao's transformation into a bloody mess. This move, Water Tree Silver Fire, was one of his proudest techniques—nearly unbeatable beneath the Level Creator level.
Just as the torrent was about to crash down upon Zuo Dao's head, a delicate hand slowly emerged from behind him. The movement was so slow that one could see every pore on that hand, yet it was precisely this hand that seized the torrent just before it fell.
That hand was very delicate, and compared to the strength of the water, this hand was negligible, but it was this hand that captured the wide river. The huge contrast is hard for people to get used to. Then in the eyes of everyone, the hand held the entire river in its hand upside down, and threw Master Mu's Water Tree Silver Fire with a spear. It was thrown back. Master Mu, Level Creator, although his character is not very good, but his cultivation is about to enter the Dao Realm. He maintains a strong attitude at all times, and even if he accepts a disciple, he does not hide the murderous intention in his heart. But at this time, he screamed strangely and dodged quickly, as if the river being thrown was a terrifying existence. Whoa, whoa, whoa. The sound of the surging river resounded through everyone's hearts. From Master Mu's attack to Zuo Dao's counterattack, it didn't happen in an instant. Even before anyone present could realize who was taking action, Master Mu began to retreat. Anyone can see that Master Mu retreated in an awkward and helpless manner. There is nothing more embarrassing than being repulsed by one's own moves, not to mention that Master Mu's identity is there. With just this blow, no matter what happens in the end, Master Mu will definitely lose his face. Kun Ru Tao then walked out from behind Zuo Dao with steady steps. There was a sunny smile on his face, as if the blow just now was not made by him. "Brother Lou, let me teach you a lesson, are you okay?" Luo Ao looked at Kun Ru Tao with a ghostly expression, and nodded subconsciously. When did Kun Ru Tao become so perverted? Defeat the division in one fell swoop? "The master has no objection, so I have no objection. Old Kun doesn't need to give me face, just give him a good spank." When Zuo Dao was heard, everyone present took a breath. , this is too slap in the face, if you really do this, then Master Mu will not be able to stay in Miao Cheng at all. No matter how high his status is, there is still a stain, and this stain... When they looked at Zuo Dao again, everyone's eyes changed. This person cannot be offended because Zuo Dao Supreme is poisonous.
"Come on, if I really slapped his butt, Yan'er would probably kill me," Kun Ru Tao rolled his eyes and said.
Meanwhile, Sima Yan directly executed a "Phoenix Twisting Claw" behind Zuo Dao. The force of it twisted Zuo Dao's face in agony.
"You brat, I'm warning you, don't lead my Tao astray."
"Sister Yan, you're being unreasonable! How about me? I'm your brother too!" Zuo Dao lamented.
Master One appeared again before everyone, drenched in sweat, having narrowly avoided the Water Tree Silver Fire. Just thinking about the cost made his heart ache; he had lost at least three near Celestial Artifact level treasures.
"You all can leave now," Kun Ru Tao glanced at them. "The kid already has a master; whether he qualifies or not is no longer up to you."
He didn't want to stir up too much trouble, especially since Solemn Temple still had to live within Miao Cheng. He didn't want to cause Luo Ao any unnecessary problems.
Aside from Gan Hong, he didn't recognize the Eight People in front of him and had no idea about their identities. In his understanding, this statement was enough to clarify things.
"As long as that kid's master is dead, it should be fine." Although Master Mu looked a bit flustered now, he believed that with several Level Creators gathered together, no one would dare to provoke this issue.
After hearing Master Mu's words, Kun Ru Tao couldn't help but shake his head in resignation.
"Is this also your opinion?"
From the beginning until now, Gan Hong had wanted to speak but never found the opportunity.
"Kun, I didn’t know he would act this way; I only came to see my friend."
Gan Hong's words startled the other Level Creators.
"Thank you, Master Gan, for valuing the atom so much. Please come by more often when you have time. I have something to attend to today, so I won't keep you," said Zuo Dao.
Being perceptive, he understood that Gan Hong was a decent person, and this matter likely had nothing to do with him. He wouldn't make things difficult for him either.
What was even more unexpected was that after hearing Zuo Dao's words, Gan Hong turned and left without a second thought. The several Level Creators looked at his retreating figure with puzzled expressions.
They knew that Gan Hong must have known something, yet he didn't share it with them. Just one sentence was enough to make Gan Hong back off; what kind of background did this Cultivator have?
"Don't look at me like that; we are just a few Loose Cultivators," Zuo Dao remarked with a hint of mockery, as if seeing through their thoughts. "And we are neither wealthy nor influential."
He ended up laughing at himself as well.
The profession of Creator destined them to be proud. If they retreated now, they would become a joke in Miao Cheng, which had nothing to do with their identities.
Unless they could eliminate everyone present, though such an act would be bloody, it would be the best solution.
Master Mu had been defeated, and it happened in just one move. These few masters were all Level Creators; the only difference lay in their Realm. Defeating the opponent in such a manner was extremely challenging for them.
"You wouldn't be laughing at me, would you?" Master Mu glanced at the remaining individuals. He was well aware of their thoughts. Wanting to gain benefits without making any effort—there was no such thing in this world.
"Although my character isn't great, you all saw the opponent's strength, right? The matter of accepting disciples was something we agreed upon; it can't just be me taking the lead."
His words were unreserved; he aimed to bind everyone to the same war chariot. He had already experienced Kun Ru Tao's power firsthand; relying solely on himself would lead to absolute hopelessness.
Zheng Zihua gave Master One a meaningful glance. He understood the other's intentions but wondered if it was necessary for him to provoke a powerful figure.
It was likely that even Zheng Zihua didn't expect to use the term "powerful figure" to describe Kun Ru Tao at this moment instead of "strong enemy." Subconsciously, he had already abandoned the idea of being the opponent's enemy.
The remaining few hesitated for a moment.
Master Mu seemed to be contemplating something, but he opened his mouth and then held back. Kun Ru Tao remained still, standing firmly in front of Zuo Dao and the others.
The atmosphere in the arena suddenly fell into an eerie silence.
"Report! Flowing Iron, Mu, and River from the Three Great Temples have arrived with their disciples," a Cultivator suddenly burst in, breaking the tranquility.
Upon hearing this, Luo Ao felt a jolt of surprise, while Master Mu raised an eyebrow at the news. Before Luo Ao could speak, he called out loudly.
"East Flow Iron, Water Screen, Blue River, come quickly to see me."
The three Masters had indeed been instructed to come, and that voice was familiar. Before Solemn Temple could extend an invitation, they rushed in.
"Greetings to all Masters."
Upon entering and discovering that there were Eight Vice Principals and Level Creators present, they were taken aback.
"You're just in time. Quickly surround Solemn Temple for me. No one is allowed to escape without my command. Anyone who dares to intrude will be killed without mercy," Master Mu's words carried a chilling undertone.
Although the Masters were unsure of what these elders intended to do, they quickly executed the orders.
Zuo Dao did not expect these old Cultivators to be so shameless, clearly indicating that they intended to wash away Solemn Temple with blood if they were dissatisfied.
Luo Ao felt bitter after hearing Master Mu's words. It wasn't because of Zuo Dao's troubles or the orders from the other side; it was because he wondered how many people would remain in Solemn Temple after this conflict.
"I want to see who has the audacity to besiege my Solemn Temple," a voice rang out, exuding an air of dominance.
The disciples of the Solemn Temple were stirred with excitement upon hearing the voice.
"It is the Master of the Curtain."
"The Master of the Curtain has finally appeared."
Each word from the disciples was filled with joy, for the one who had arrived was none other than the injured Mu Bai.
"It turns out several masters have descended. May I ask what brings you here?" Mu Bai's tone was neither servile nor overbearing, as if he were addressing equals.
Luo Ao and Mu Yuan rushed towards Mu Bai's location. They knew that the Master of the Curtain was a formidable figure.
However, when they saw Mu Bai again, they noticed that he still bore signs of serious injuries. His face was flushed, and he seemed to have recovered remarkably, showing no trace of his previous near-fatal condition.
"Your arrival is quite timely," Zheng Zihua stepped forward and intercepted Master Mu. "We have come together regarding your son."
"Oh? What matter could possibly require all of you to appear together?" Mu Bai already knew everything that had transpired earlier but chose to feign ignorance.
"We wish to take your son as our disciple," Master Mu stated.
"That's good news, but I would like to ask how you plan to divide him among the Eight People," Mu Bai responded, his tone rather unreasonable.
Zheng Zihua once again stopped Master Mu and shook his head, signaling him not to speak further.
"All Dojos under the Eight People will be open to him, along with access to resources."
He believed that such an offer would be exceedingly generous for the Solemn Temple, and he was confident that they would not refuse.
"Are you saying that the Unleaked Body is only worth those resources?" Mu Bai couldn't help but laugh.
Zheng Zihua and the others never expected Mu Bai would bring this secret to light. The several Masters understood their intentions; if it weren't for Mu Yuan being Mu Bai's son, they might have considered taking action themselves.
Mu Bai's appearance took everyone by surprise, and Mu Yuan's identity was even more shocking. However, the focus of the matter had shifted. Master Mu clearly indicated that they would resort to violence if necessary to take Mu Yuan away.
The knowledge of Master Mu completely disrupted Zheng Zihua's previous arrangements. Both sides fell into a stalemate.
Zuo Dao remained silent, and Mu Yuan certainly wouldn't speak casually. Meanwhile, Mu Bai's demeanor was intriguing.
The presence of eight-tier combatants was significant, especially with members of the Three Great Temples present. The situation began to turn unfavorable for Solemn Temple.
Seeing this scene, Kun Ru Tao frowned; it was not a good sign. The opponent's strength was growing, which could embolden certain individuals. Indeed, just as he thought this, Master Mu began to shout again.
"Mu Bai, you can see the current situation; having Mu Yuan as our disciple would only benefit you. If you hand over those two children, your Solemn Temple can actually become the true Ming Fu's Solemn Temple."
Upon hearing Master Mu's words, the faces of the Masters from the Three Great Temples showed signs of anger, while Zheng Zihua and his companions tightened their expressions.
"Master Mu is indeed reasonable, but there's something I want to ask you," Mu Bai replied calmly. "What can you teach my son? Is it your Substitution Technique?"
Boom.
As soon as Mu Bai finished speaking, several powerful auras surged in the arena.
"Master Mu, is what you're saying true?" asked one of the Nine Elders, Iron Wusuan.
"Master Mu, I hope you can understand," said Liu Qingyun, one of the Nine Elders. He had a knot in his heart that he could never untie: his most outstanding disciple had been killed using the Substitution Technique.
Master Mu felt a sudden panic at Mu Bai's words, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Mu Bai, I don't know what you mean. Who doesn't know that Substitution is a forbidden technique and has been lost for a long time? Are you trying to frame me?"
Master Mu grew increasingly agitated.
"I'm just asking, Master Mu, there's no need to get so worked up. I'm just curious why there are several strands of Dao within you that cannot merge."
Mu Bai remained calm and composed, but with each word he spoke, the tension in the air thickened.
"Mu Bai, you thief, I will kill you."
Master Mu knew he could not let Mu Bai continue. The previous statements could still be explained away, but if it went on any longer, he would have no way to clarify. What awaited him would be a thunderous strike.
As Dao Feng appeared beside Mu Bai, encircling him with the intent of a Deadly Strike, Master Mu was determined to give it his all.
"Heh, Master Mu, are you planning to kill me to silence me?"
Ignoring the murderous intent beside him, Mu Bai spoke calmly, his voice clear enough for everyone present to hear.
Sure enough, before his words had fully faded, two powerful presences emerged beside him, neutralizing Master Mu's lethal attack.
"Mu Bai, you think you know everything? Come out; I want to see who can kill you under our protection."
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