Chapter 2299 - 2272: Sima Lingyun’s Request

"Sima, if that’s the case, then this matter might be troublesome."

Mu Qingchuan, after hearing Sima Lingyun’s words, was silent for a moment and then sighed deeply, "Now there’s a rumor outside saying that Tang Qingyun’s strength is only at the middle-stage mythical level, but yet there is a decoy with terrifying strength, just how frightening is the real Tang Qingyun’s strength, Sima, have you ever thought about it."

After hearing Mu Qingchuan’s words, Sima Lingyun couldn’t help but furrow his brows, a trace of coldness flashed across his face. He then sighed helplessly, "Young Master Mu, you should know that the Yanhuang Group can’t intervene this time. My master stepping in to stop the Yang Family ancestor is already considered a breach of rules. If our Yanhuang Group intervenes again, we might really become the target of public condemnation. This time, we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate."

Upon hearing Sima Lingyun’s words, Mu Qingchuan also sighed helplessly. He didn’t want to see his sister feeling desolate every day, wanted to help Mu Qingxue, but found himself powerless.

The entire Mu Family is now completely divided into two factions. Some agree to marry Mu Qingxue into the Tang Family to exchange for resources to support the Mu Family. Others oppose this, fearing that if the Mu Family relies on the Tang Family’s support and the Tang Family harbors ill intentions in the future, and the Mu Family can’t suppress them, it would spell disaster for the Mu Family.

Though there are those opposing, these people actually want to exchange the Tang Family’s support for visible benefits. At this point, even Mu Qingchuan himself and Old Master Mu do not wish for Mu Qingxue to marry into the Tang Family. They want to help Lu Tianxing but find themselves powerless as well because the Mu Family’s leadership is not in the hands of just the Family Head.

"By the way, Young Master Mu, have you investigated the matter I asked you to look into?" Sima Lingyun looked at Mu Qingchuan and suddenly asked.

"There’s no result yet."

Mu Qingchuan shook his head upon hearing Sima Lingyun’s words, "To prevent unforeseen circumstances, I had my grandfather send out trustworthy people, but they haven’t found anything useful. Whether it be the forces entering Beijing or the hiding place of Tang Qingyun, nothing’s been found. Although it’s possible that Yang Anlong has had contact with Tang Qingyun, you should know, Sima, how frightening Yang Anlong’s strength is. Our intelligence personnel don’t dare to track him, and thus nothing useful has been discovered."

"Nothing discovered?"

Sima Lingyun furrowed his brows with a trace of seriousness on his face. Since even the Mu Family couldn’t discover much, one could imagine how many terrifying forces might still be hidden within China. Saying that Beijing is in turmoil wouldn’t be an exaggeration; if chaos erupts, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Young Master Mu."

Sima Lingyun suddenly looked at Mu Qingchuan and said, "Young Master Mu, when the fifth day comes, I hope to borrow the power of the Mu Family."

"Borrow the power of the Mu Family?"

Mu Qingchuan was slightly taken aback and sighed deeply, "Sima, you overestimate me. Though I am the Young Master of the Mu Family, I can’t command the power of the Mu Family, let alone help Lu Tianxing."

"I’m not asking you to help Judge."

Sima Lingyun looked at Mu Qingchuan and said, "I know the Mu Family won’t intervene in this matter, so I never considered that. I only hope that the Mu Family can ensure Judge’s safety. Whether he’s crippled or not, he absolutely must not die."

At this point, Sima Lingyun’s expression became extremely solemn. Lu Tianxing must not die, especially not at the hands of the Yang Family or the Tang Family. Otherwise, both Old Master Lu and Jiang Liufeng would go mad, causing a storm of blood in China. But, as long as Lu Tianxing doesn’t die, even if Old Master Lu and Jiang Liufeng lose their minds, they won’t act recklessly, which keeps the situation within a controllable range.

Mu Qingchuan took a deep breath after seeing Sima Lingyun’s expression and said seriously, "Sima, I can’t guarantee Lu Tianxing won’t die. I can only assure you that I will do everything I can to protect Lu Tianxing’s safety."

"Young Master Mu, with your words, I’m relieved."

Sima Lingyun sighed softly, "Young Master Mu, I need to go back and inform my master, so I won’t stay any longer. I shall take my leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sima Lingyun didn’t say anything else. His figure flickered, transforming into a sword light, and disappeared in an instant.

Mu Qingchuan watched Sima Lingyun’s disappearing figure and murmured softly, "Lying in bed at night, listening to the wind and rain, an armored horse enters my dreams. The wind has risen; Beijing is again filled with the scent of blood."

"Lu Tianxing, if you dare to die, or betray my sister, even if you die, I’ll dig up your corpse, dismember you, and grind your bones to dust."

The murmured words floated softly, and a serious expression appeared on Mu Qingchuan’s chiseled face, his eyes turning sharp as knives.

...

Meanwhile, deep in a forest far from Tianlai Villa, two figures were swiftly crossing the sky at a speed invisible to the naked eye, almost simultaneously rushing towards the same spot.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Several dull collision sounds rang out as a terrible force spread outwards from the two as the center, toppling large trees in its path, turning them into dust.

The two bodies kept moving, colliding constantly. Every move obliterated everything within a ten-meter radius without sparing anything.

Their violent and unmatched strength was even more terrifying than Lu Tianxing and Tang Qingyun’s clash, but without causing as much destruction. Both restrained their emanating qi to within ten meters, without letting a trace escape.

After an unknown amount of time, the two separated. One figure was an elder, around seventy or eighty years old, with a youthful face and a body exuding a sharp sword intent, hidden around his body, giving an impression as vast as an abyss.