At the same time, Lin Fuqing was also looking at Mu Hong.
The Mu Hong in front of him looked a little younger than he was a hundred years later, less sinister and gloomy, and more aloof.
Although he said he had long admired him, his demeanor was superior. This was not a deliberate display of power, but rather a kind of subconscious dignity that lingered around him as the head of a thousand-year-old immortal family.
“My little girl is naughty and ignorant,” Mu Hong said, “Please don’t blame her.”
When he said the first word “little”, the atmosphere, which had been slightly relaxed, became invisibly tense again.
But when he finished saying the last word “ignorant”, the surroundings were frozen as ice.
Wisps of murderous aura floated in the cold void, like a spider web across a riverbank on a winter day after a snowfall.
Light, thin, and unnoticeable, yet tightening at the vital point.
It silently tightened the lungs, insidiously constricting blood vessels and viciously crushing the bones.
In the eyes of the mundane world and low-level cultivators, those in the Golden Core stage were already like gods who could fly in the sky with swords and call the clouds and rain.
However, in front of a powerful Mahayana master, he was just a weak being like an ant.
The color faded from Lin Fuqing’s lips, and he gradually frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.
He understood the meaning of Mu Hong’s pressure: it was a warning, or perhaps a demonstration.
No matter how gifted you are, or how well you have learned from a master to help you overcome difficulties, since you have come to Liuhua Continent and are living under the feet of a noble family, you must learn to bow down.
Understanding this, Lin Fuqing hesitated.
After performing the forbidden rebirth technique and being reborned, the Demon Lord’s soul, which was already at the Tribulation Crossing stage, had become even stronger. If he released his true strength, he would definitely be able to withstand Mu Hong’s pressure.
But now, his physical body was only at the Golden Core stage.
Forcibly releasing the soul could easily cause damage to the body and sea of consciousness, but that was a minor issue.
What really worried Lin Fuqing was that a 19-year-old young man in the Golden Core stage, when facing the pressure and punishment of the head of a noble family and a powerful Mahayana, had instead defeated the other person. Even if one had to think about it with their toes, it was impossible not to know the trouble it would bring.
Lin Fuqing was not afraid of getting into trouble, but his fellow apprentices were still here, and Shen Xiaojiang might come back at any moment. He didn’t even know if there were other reborn people waiting and watching. He didn’t really want to get others into trouble.
This place was at the foot of the Golden Osmanthus Palace. It was impossible for Mu Hong to bully him during the Golden Osmanthus Challenge. To do so would mean slapping the current Immortal Sovereign Lu Kuifu in the face.
The head of the Mu family probably just saw that his daughter had suffered a loss and wanted to scare him to save face for his noble family.
Lin Fuqing thought secretly: At worst he could just bite the tip of his tongue and spit out a few drops of blood and get away with it.
But when he thought that the person in front of him was a traitor who would stab Zhiyuan in the back in the future, and that he had to act cowardly in front of a traitor…he felt unhappy again.
Once upon a time, when the Demon Lord was a true teenager, he would never do anything that would make him unhappy. But now, he had been tempered by time and had become more cautious and deep, so he hesitated.
While he was hesitating, the spider web thought it had captured the delicate white butterfly and it tightened its web, tighter and tighter.
The white butterfly folded its wings listlessly and its breath gradually weakened.
The river had frozen in the cold and could not flow. The grass along the river was covered with frost and the insects and ants were freezing to their deaths.
Suddenly, a sharp light flashed across the ice!
A knife came from the sky.
The spider web was broken!
The white butterfly was unharmed and flew gracefully among the flowers.
The frozen river surface suddenly cracked, and turbulent water gushed out!
The knife cut through the mirage that Mu Hong had created with his soul, but its power lingered, moving forward sharply and coldly.
Mu Hong’s pupils shrank and he suddenly raised his hand.
He pinched his fingers together, and the knife’s shadow instantly disappeared.
Mu Hong put down his hand with a gloomy face. What was pinched between his fingers was not a knife, but a soft osmanthus flower.
A hand fell on Lin Fuqing’s shoulder. Fang Zhiyuan came forward from behind and passed by his shige, with a murderous intent in his eyes.
Mu Qingxue’s body trembled slightly. She wanted to call out “Your Excellency” but stopped herself, as if there was something stuck in her throat.
Everyone in the later generations knew that when the Immortal Sovereign Fang Zhiyuan really wanted to kill someone, he would not need to use his Huangyang Divine Sword.
Break off a branch, and it became a sword in his hand; pick up a fallen leaf, and it became a knife in his hand.
Even the spring breeze, summer sun, autumn moon, and winter snow.
When Fang Zhiyuan wanted to kill someone, wherever his mind went, the heaven and earth became his knife.
Mu Hong also felt this murderous intent. He looked at the osmanthus in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that this was the resentment of a young man who was expelled by the immortal family of Liuhua Continent and was now facing the head of a noble family.
Lin Fuqing gently grabbed Fang Zhiyuan’s wrist and said, “It’s okay, don’t be impulsive.”
If these words fell into Mu Hong’s ears, or fell into the ears of anyone else, the meaning would probably be: It’s okay, the head of the Mu family won’t really hurt you. Don’t be impulsive. If you anger him, we will both be in trouble.
But Fang Zhiyuan knew that what his shige meant was: It’s okay, Mu Hong didn’t do anything to me. Don’t be impulsive. If you really chop Mu Hong on the head with a knife, then our leisurely days of pretending to be pigs and eating tigers will be over.
“………”
Fang Zhiyuan lowered his gaze, and the murderous aura around him gradually dissipated.
Lin Fuqing smiled faintly and said, “Master Mu, my shidi is hot-tempered and reckless. My apologies for offending you.”
Mu Hong showed a slight satisfaction. He crushed the osmanthus flowers in his hand, and his expression cleared up. “Young people are bold and audacious, which is a good thing.”
He thought to himself: They are just two little kids after all.
This kid had good talent, and it was not difficult for him to know when to retreat and when to give in at the critical moment. He could be considered a teachable kid.
Mu Hong put his hands behind his back and said, “I know Xuyun has always been reclusive. You two have come from afar, so I’m sure you are not familiar with many things about Liuhua Continent.”
Lin Fuqing thought about it and said honestly, “Not bad.”
After Ji Na’s death in his previous life, Lin Fuqing had stayed in Liuhua Continent for three years; not to mention Fang Zhiyuan, who had occupied the most honorable position in Liuhua Continent.
But Little Immortal Lord Lin’s standards were different from those of ordinary people. He would even describe his own swordsmanship as “not very good”, so the phrase “not bad” at this moment…was quite appropriate.
Mu Hong continued, “There is one thing that I don’t want to say, but now as a host, I must say it.”
Lin Fuqing said politely, “Please advise.”
“The night in Liuhua Continent is much darker than you think.”
The purple robe of the Mu family’s patriarch was blown slightly by the wind.
There was a trace of pity on his face, but this pity was condescending, bestowed on the two young children in front of him who were ignorant and fearless.
“The interests of the Snow Phoenix Mu family, the Vermillion Qilin Fang family, the Black Dragon Gu family…The three great families are deeply intertwined, like a thousand-year-old giant tree with deep roots buried deep underground. It is not something that outsiders can shake.”
Mu Qingxue, who had stepped aside, felt a little embarrassed.
She recalled her past life, when Fang Zhiyuan went to the Golden Osmanthus Palace after leaving the Demon Lord Lin Fuqing. Taking advantage of his bloodlust, he turned the three great families upside down, causing them to fall apart.
She couldn’t help but whisper, “Father.”
Lin Fuqing deliberately interrupted, “Thank you for your advice.”
Mu Hong nodded, “Elders bullying the younger generation, the strong bullying the weak, is definitely not the style of the Snow Phoenix family. I have no other intentions in saying this, you two need not worry.”
Lin Fuqing said, “I’m not worried.”
“It’s just that Fang Chiqi, the eldest son of the Vermillion Qilin Fang family, is A’Xue’s fiancé.”
The head of the Mu family looked at Fang Zhiyuan with a pointed look. “The interests of noble families are linked to the whole body. A smart person should think twice before acting.”
Mu Qingxue felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She couldn’t stand it any more. “Father!”
“A’Xue,” Mu Hong said calmly, “I am talking to the two Immortal Lords of Xuyun Sect. You have no place to interrupt.”
Lin Fuqing just thought that it was funny, and his heartache for Mu Qingxue increased. He thought to himself that this girl was too miserable, really too miserable.
He took a step forward and said, “We understand what Patriarch Mu meant.”
“Very good,” Mu Hong nodded. “You are indeed very good.”
He took one last look at the two of them and left with Mu Qingxue.
After the two people from the Mu family walked away, Lin Fuqing shook his head.
Fang Zhiyuan suddenly grabbed his finger, his expression grim. “You seem to be enjoying yourself…Are you hurt?”
“No, you came so quickly.” Lin Fuqing smiled and said, “What do you think of Mu Hong?”
Fang Zhiyuan hesitated for a moment and shook his head. “I don’t think so.”
—Mu Hong didn’t look like a reborn person.
Lin Fuqing nodded. “I don’t think so either. But logically speaking, Mu Hong was the person closest to the forbidden technique, so not to be reborned was very strange.”
A person’s words and expressions could be disguised, but the overall temperament was difficult to fake. The difference between Mu Hong in the previous life and Mu Hong in this life was indeed huge, and it didn’t seem to be a false persona.
What’s more…Back then, Mu Hong had also said these words to them.
However, at the time, they were young and energetic, so they turned a deaf ear to the words of the head of the Mu family.
In the Golden Osmanthus Challenge a few days later, Lin Fuqing wanted his shidi to stand proudly in front of the immortal families, so he admitted defeat one round in advance. Afterward, Fang Zhiyuan went on to defeat Mu Qingxue and Fang Chiqi one after another, and he eventually won the Golden Osmanthus Challenge, shocking everyone in the immortal realm.
After many twists and turns, they met again. Lin Fuqing pondered secretly, What were the limitations to this forbidden rebirth technique?
If one were to judge that it was based on the strength of their cultivation levels, it was impossible that Mu Qingxue was reborn while Mu Hong was not.
So why was it that some souls could be reborn but others could not?
He couldn’t figure it out, so he thought about asking Yin Changxin indirectly after returning to Xuyun. Then he started to tease Fang Zhiyuan, “What do you think of Mu Qingxue?”
Fang Zhiyuan didn’t notice anything unusual at all, and said coldly, “It’s useless. Snow Phoenix Mu is now a person with a soul of over a hundred years old. She had experienced great changes brought forth by the immortal calamity, yet in terms of momentum, she is still suppressed by Mu Hong…”
He himself also had a new life. Then he looked at his senior brother——
Why was the gap so big?
Actually, if one thought about it, the problem was clear.
Mu Qingxue was the proud daughter of the Mu family. Even during the immortal calamity, she was in Liuhua Continent and was well protected by the Mu family and the Golden Osmanthus Palace. Naturally, she didn’t have to be as hard-working as Lin Fuqing, who had to go through many hardships to achieve nirvana.
But this was not what Lin Fuqing wanted to ask. “Don’t you think she is very beautiful, or has a seductive figure, or treats you wholeheartedly… or something like that?”
Fang Zhiyuan was confused. With a frown, he asked, “What…what do you mean?”
But he suddenly woke up as soon as he finished asking. He grabbed Lin Fuqing’s shoulders and said sternly, “Don’t even think about taking Mu Qingxue! The Mu family has always hated demonic cultivators. If you take this girl in, there will be no peace in the harem!”
“……..”
Why was this the reaction?
Lin Fuqing tried his best to hold back but couldn’t. He turned his head and laughed, “Pfft… cough.”
Fang Zhiyuan became even more uncertain. He looked at his senior brother with surprise and suspicion. “You…even if you want to…you can’t let yourself be wronged and let others bully you.”
Lin Fuqing said quickly, “I don’t want to, I don’t want to, I don’t want to do anything! I’m just worried that you want to… You see, she was kind to you in her previous life, and I will definitely face her in the next challenge. If you want to, I’ll have to think carefully about how to fight, do you understand?”
Fang Zhiyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He put his arm around Lin Fuqing’s waist and led him back.
“Mu Qingxue did me a favor in her past life, so the Golden Osmanthus Palace protected her for decades. As for this life… repaying favors and taking revenge, that’s all my business, you don’t have to worry about it.”
Lin Fuqing suddenly said, “Mu Hong betrayed you, and Mu Qingxue didn’t know about it.”
Fang Zhiyuan still insisted, “It has nothing to do with you.”
He knew that his senior brother could be soft-hearted sometimes, and he was afraid that the favor he owed would drag him down one day.
“Da Shixiong!”
They heard the voice before they saw the person. Shen Xiaojiang ran over from the opposite side, holding a bag of candied haws in his arms. “Hey, Fang Shixiong is here too! The battle…”
“He won.”Lin Fuqing took the sweets from Shen Xiaojiang, picked out a pretty bunch and handed it to the child. “Here’s a reward for you. I just said a lot, so you should think about it carefully tonight.”
Shen Xiaojiang said obediently, “Yes.”
Lin Fuqing handed another stick to Fang Zhiyuan, “Try it too, it’s delicious.”
Fang Zhiyuan was silent and was about to reach out to take it. Suddenly, a golden osmanthus flower floated out from his sleeve, and words appeared on the petals.
Fang Zhiyuan of the Xuyun sect will battle the evening session.
In the West Pavilion, he will compete with Fang Chiqi of the Fang family.
At the same time, Lin Fuqing’s golden osmanthus also floated out.
Lin Fuqing of the Xuyun sect will battle the evening session.
In the South Pavilion, he will compete with Mu Qingxue of the Mu family.
Lin Fuqing was slightly startled, then he smiled and said, “…Oh, what a coincidence.”
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The cross-dimensional chat between the reborn Demon Lord and the unreborn Mu Family Master, in the gap there is a Mu Qingxue who is embarrassed to death =w=
Mu Hong: (sadly) Later I realized that one should be humble, because you never know whether the two Golden Cores in front of you have souls in the Tribulation period.
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lin fuqing: do you like her?
fang zhiyuan: YOU like her?
these two idiots omfg... i love them LOL. can't wait to see our love rivals face off, even if they can't really be said to be rivals (lin fuqing is far, far ahead...)