Chapter 110 - 101: Shen Yunjiao Comes Out of Seclusion

Chapter 110: Chapter 101: Shen Yunjiao Comes Out of Seclusion

Moyun Sect, Back Mountain.

Su Mu was being attended to by his maids as he got ready for the day. He had the appearance of a youth, his delicate features tinged with an effeminate air. His narrow eyes gave off the impression of a deep and scheming mind. In reality, he was already twenty-eight years old, a cultivator at Qi Cultivation Perfection... and the former True Inheritor Chief of Moyun Sect.

As the future heir of the Foundation Establishment Su Family, Su Mu had been the center of attention his entire life, and he had displayed a talent that utterly crushed his peers.

Gold and Water Dual Spirit Roots. He reached Qi Cultivation Perfection at twenty-four and was expected to achieve Perfect Foundation Establishment within ten years.

He was a prodigy, the future Sect Leader of Moyun Sect, destined to bring glory to the Su Family. But this all changed with the appearance of Chen Xiaorong. She shattered one record after another with unstoppable speed.

Until five years ago, at the Eighth Layer of the Space Path, she defeated Su Mu against all odds and replaced him as the True Inheritor Chief.

Su Mu changed into a clean, cyan Taoist Robe. The maids around him used a jade hairpin to tie up his hair, arranging it meticulously. Spiritual Light flowed around his body, giving him a faint air of nobility.

Suddenly, a young servant in gray robes bent down, pushed open the door, and whispered in Su Mu’s ear.

"True Inheritor, that Chen woman has arrived."

"Very well. Have her wait in the pavilion."

Su Mu dismissed him with a wave of his hand. Over the years, he had set many obstacles for Chen Xiaorong, even threatening her life on several occasions. But so what? The Su Family, with its two Foundation Establishment Powerhouses, was his greatest source of confidence. In Moyun Sect’s territory, there was no one he couldn’t afford to provoke.

This time, he had colluded with Demon Beasts and spread rumors that Chen Xiaorong possessed a Foundation Establishment Pill. It was all his clandestine work. Even if she figured it out, what could she do?

’Would she really dare to kill me, consequences be damned?’

"I’ll go and meet this Senior Sister Chen of ours." Su Mu left the lavish bedroom, his movements perfectly natural.

Within Moyun Sect, the strong reigned supreme. The moment Chen Xiaorong defeated Su Mu on the tournament stage, she became the top disciple, regardless of their ages.

In the pavilion, Chen Xiaorong stood by the stone table. The pastries and Spirit Tea on it were untouched.

After about three minutes, Su Mu, dressed in cyan robes, walked into the pavilion with a smile plastered on his face. He spoke with a hint of apology.

"Apologies, apologies. I’ve made Senior Sister Chen wait."

"You plotted to have the Demon Beasts and the Loose Cultivators from the Market kill me, didn’t you?" Chen Xiaorong asked, her tone flat.

"How could that be? You are my beloved Senior Sister, after all," Su Mu said with theatrical exaggeration, a hint of pleasure in his voice. He loved this feeling—his enemies being furious with him, yet utterly powerless.

"You’re lying." Chen Xiaorong’s expression didn’t change in the face of his provocation.

"Oh dear, I seem to have forgotten that Senior Sister Chen’s Sword Heart Clarity can distinguish good from evil, truth from falsehood." Su Mu’s tone didn’t change, but his broad smile was now laced with mockery.

"I did warn you to think about the consequences of your actions."

The corners of Chen Xiaorong’s mouth lifted slightly into a captivating smile. Seeing this, a trace of obsession flashed in Su Mu’s eyes. Although they were on opposing sides, Su Mu had to admit that Chen Xiaorong was very beautiful.

SWISH.

A flash of sword light appeared before Su Mu’s eyes, and the smile on his face froze.

’How dare she attack? This is the heart of the Moyun Sect!’

A several-centimeter-long gash was instantly sliced into Su Mu’s throat, and blood gushed out. At the same time, the pure white, seemingly flawless Suwen longsword once again pierced his chest.

For a Cultivator at Qi Cultivation Perfection, such injuries were fatal. As Su Mu’s pupils lost their focus, his breathing gradually stopped.

Chen Xiaorong retracted her longsword, her expression devoid of emotion. Killing her once-greatest rival brought her no happiness.

From the first time she held a sword, Chen Xiaorong felt she was born for it.

Bathed in the golden light of the morning sun, Chen Xiaorong looked like an Immortal descended from the Immortal Realm. The surrounding maids and young servants stared at the center of the pavilion in absolute terror. Seeing their master was dead, the black-clothed deathsworn retainers charged directly toward the pavilion.

「Elsewhere, Moyun Market.」

Zhao Zuo emerged from his cultivation. After briefly conditioning his injured meridians, he waited until his mana could flow freely before opening his eyes, slightly dissatisfied with his progress from the day before.

’I didn’t expect Shen Yunjiao’s Taotie Secret Technique to be so domineering. Even the ability of my Clear Heart Jade Pendant to gather Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power was slightly impacted.’

’Thankfully... in a little while, I’ll be able to take the assessment.’

’The Earth Fire Hall’s assessment is naturally a test of Artifact Refining skills. In past years, it was always about the technique for hammering Spirit Iron. Although I’m not sure of the exact requirements this time, with my current skill, passing shouldn’t be a problem.’

After a simple breakfast, Zhao Zuo stood in the courtyard, swinging his Black Flame Saber. At the same time, he continuously activated the Breath-Concealing Ring on his finger to adjust his cultivation signature to the level of someone who had just entered the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer.

In reality, his cultivation had already reached the bottleneck of the Qi Cultivation Sixth Layer. With another half a month of polishing, he was confident he could break through.

WHOOSH!

As Zhao Zuo swung the saber, he constantly adjusted his breathing, striving to find the rhythm that suited him best. His figure became increasingly ethereal, with faint, dense, overlapping afterimages that lingered in the air.

After practicing his Blade Skill for a while, Zhao Zuo went back inside to cook lunch. It was a simple meal of Spirit Rice, braised meat, and some pickled radish, but it had its own unique flavor.

After eating until he was about ninety percent full, Zhao Zuo went out to the courtyard. He mobilized his Qi Blood and formed the incredibly complex Vajra Seal with his hands. His skin suddenly flushed red, the veins beneath it bulging like squirming worms as his body temperature rose at an incredible speed.

At the same time, he took out a gleaming golden Vajra Pill, crushed it between his teeth, and swallowed. He immediately assumed the first stance of the Golden Body Technique. As time went on, sweat poured from his body, diffusing like columns of steam.

This was the third time Zhao Zuo had bought Vajra Pills, costing him a total of 1,200 Spirit Stones. At his current rate, he had cultivated about ten percent of the Golden Body Technique’s Fourth Layer, adding just under a thousand jin of strength.

The human body has its limits. Progress might be rapid at first, but one eventually hits a bottleneck, and the rate at which the body strengthens slows down.

Zhao Zuo estimated that after completely mastering the Fourth Layer, it would provide another three thousand jin of strength, bringing his total power to around sixteen thousand five hundred jin.

This was the limit his body could reach under the quenching of the Golden Body Technique—not the limit of the Cultivation Technique, but his own personal limit.

It was said that those with certain special physiques could increase their strength to thirty thousand jin just by practicing some crude Martial Path manuals. At that point, they could fight cultivators in the Late Period of Qi Cultivation.

As Zhao Zuo practiced the Golden Body Technique, the door to the second floor opened from the inside, and a figure in a red robe walked down the stairs.

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