Chapter 1039 - 124: Playing Along with the Act (First Update)

Chapter 1039: Chapter 124: Playing Along with the Act (First Update)

"Greetings to the Young Master of our clan!"

The two kneeling on the ground were Mu Shan and Mu Lin.

In the Wuhua Domain, they had seen Mu Qingge, and when they fled, Mu Qingge had also seen them.

Only, she couldn’t figure out what Tianlu Zhe had brought these two here for.

The main thing was...

What did they just call her?

Mu Qingge’s clear eyes fell on Mu Lin and Mu Shan. Although it was just a casual sweep, the two who had witnessed Mu Qingge’s abilities still tensed up at once.

This feeling was something they had never experienced even in front of Mu Tianyin.

It should be said, the feeling Mu Tianyin gave people was fear. Because his temperament was sinister and twisted, especially after he was injured, he became even more extreme, forcing people to serve him cautiously, not daring to offend him.

And Mu Qingge?

Although they had only seen her from afar, now that they were kneeling before her, Mu Lin and Mu Shan both felt a sense of reverent awe rising in their hearts.

This cry of "Young Master" was one they shouted willingly!

"Tianyin is dead. Naturally, you are the true Young Master of the Mu Clan." Tianlu Zhe spoke at this moment, as if answering Mu Qingge’s doubts.

But Mu Qingge curled her lips in a playful smile. "When did I ever agree to that?"

"Whether you agree or not, you already are." Tianlu Zhe said calmly.

The somewhat tense exchange between the two made Mu Lin and Mu Shan, still kneeling on the ground, exchange a covert glance, slightly shaken.

They had never before seen anyone dare speak to Tianlu Zhe in that kind of tone. At least, Mu Tianyin never had.

"So, what, you’re planning to cling to me now?" A cold smile rippled in Mu Qingge’s eyes.

She had indeed promised to revive the Mu Clan, but what she agreed to was for the Mu Clan survivors and remnant clan of the Middle Ancient Realm, not the Mu Clan remnants here on the Divine Demon Continent.

They’d tested her several times before, and now that she’d passed, they came to "bestow" this title on her?

Sorry! She wasn’t interested!

"This is your responsibility—there is no escaping it, and the question of clinging doesn’t exist. We are merely following the Mu Ancestor’s last injunction, selecting the strongest candidate for Young Master, and assisting with all our strength." Tianlu Zhe said.

Mu Qingge let out a cold laugh, unfolded the legs she’d had curled together, and stood up. She was already tall, and now, standing on the step at the foot of the bed, she seemed even taller.

She was even looking at Tianlu Zhe slightly from above.

Her hands were clasped behind her back, her spine straight, without the slightest timidity. That proud, unyielding bearing, even Mu Lin and Mu Shan could feel.

The two couldn’t help lifting their heads, looking up at her.

Mu Qingge’s presence was in no way weaker than Tianlu Zhe’s.

Something strange suddenly rose in their hearts—a feeling as if, when Mu Tianyin was Young Master, he had been nothing more than a child yet to grow up before Tianlu Zhe. But the person before them now already possessed the bearing of a leader!

Her standing here had already drawn a line—not yet very clear, but already faintly visible—between her and the Tianlu Zhe they revered: the line of lord and vassal.

"I refuse." A chill flashed in Mu Qingge’s gaze, and the curve at the corner of her mouth was equally frosted.

Tianlu Zhe seemed not to have expected Mu Qingge to refuse so crisply and cleanly. He couldn’t help but furrow his brows, pressing his lips together without speaking.

Refused?

Mu Lin and Mu Shan were completely dumbfounded.

Just then, the High Priest walked into Mu Qingge’s room. Seeing Tianlu Zhe and the other two, he was a little surprised as well. But he quickly went to Mu Qingge’s side, standing with her.

He had sensed his senior brother’s aura and rushed over. And just as he arrived, Yin Chen came as well. In an instant, Mu Qingge’s room was crowded with six people, and there was even a faint standoff.

"Senior Brother, what are you doing here?" the High Priest asked warily.

He truly feared that this senior brother of his would once again bring trouble down on Mu Qingge.

Tianlu Zhe replied in a calm tone, "I came, naturally, to acknowledge my lord."

"Acknowledge your lord?" The High Priest realized what he meant, but frowned. "Now is not a good time. Don’t forget, this is the Purple Light Domain’s camp. You need to leave quickly."

"But he refused." Tianlu Zhe seemed not to hear the High Priest’s warning at all, only looking at Mu Qingge as he spoke.

The High Priest was not at all surprised by Mu Qingge’s refusal. In fact, he found it very normal. Mu Qingge was a very forceful person. If one wanted to be her subordinate, to be acknowledged by her, one had to sheath one’s own edge and submit to her.

She would rather have obedient followers than someone like his senior brother—exceptionally capable, yet fond of making his own decisions.

However, now was not the time to discuss this issue.

Deep creases pressed between the High Priest’s brows. He urged Tianlu Zhe, "Let’s put this aside for now. Senior Brother, if you recognize the Young Master as your lord, you should be thinking of her safety. If you appear here and are discovered, you’ll only implicate the identity the Young Master has fought so hard to gain."

He understood even better than Tianlu Zhe how much effort and hardship Mu Qingge had gone through to achieve this much in such a short time—rising from a newly ascended novice to her current level in just a few years.

Even if she was a heaven-defying genius, she had still achieved it through hard work.

No one’s accomplishments come for no reason.

Therefore, he cherished everything Mu Qingge possessed at this moment and could not bear to have it shattered.

"That’s precisely why we came." Tianlu Zhe, however, uttered a sentence that seemed completely out of context.

Mu Qingge’s brows drew together slightly, a thoughtful glint surfacing in her eyes.

The High Priest and Yin Chen likewise did not, for the moment, understand what he meant.

Suddenly, Tianlu Zhe said to Mu Shan and Mu Lin, "Move."

Move!

Move what?

The High Priest and Yin Chen were both stunned.

Mu Shan and Mu Lin exchanged a glance, then immediately stood up, drawing their assassination weapons. They said to Mu Qingge, "Young Master, forgive us!"

With that, they launched their attack on Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed, a cold ray shooting from the sliver between her lids.

She did not move, but Yin Chen and the High Priest did.

The room was not large to begin with, making it impossible to properly use fists and feet. As they fought, the four of them quickly burst out through the door.

The sounds of fighting drew the attention of the Purple Light Domain disciples, who all rushed over in this direction.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, Tianlu Zhe suddenly swung his Scepter toward Mu Qingge.

A sharp light flashed in Mu Qingge’s eyes, and the Linglong Spear appeared in her hand. Gripping the spear, she crashed it hard against Tianlu Zhe’s Scepter. The force of the collision sent the two of them flying apart.

By now, the people of the Purple Light Domain had already arrived.

Leading them was still that steward, with Yin Ping among them.

Seeing Mu Qingge engaged in battle, they were all taken aback.

"Dog thief, you killed the Young Master of my clan—you’ll pay with your life!" Tianlu Zhe shouted at this moment.

A dim light flashed in Mu Qingge’s eyes. She turned her head and shouted coldly at the Purple Light Domain people, "What are you standing around for? They’re Mu Clan remnants!"

What! Mu Clan remnants!

Mu Qingge’s words snapped the Purple Light Domain crowd back to their senses.

The steward immediately called to the others, and they all surged forward.