Mortal: Even with a Heavenly Spiritual Root, I still have to try and get my hands on the Little Gree

Mu Yu passed through the illusion array the fastest. Although Mu Kui was the fastest, he still couldn't retrieve his original name token in time.

But there is still a glimmer of hope: if he can retrieve his original name token before Mu Yu refines it, he can regain his freedom.

Therefore, the moment Mu Kui saw Mu Yu, he was determined to take the item back.

An ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, or even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, could be ambushed by this Mu Kui if they are not careful.

But for Mu Yu, this level of attack was easy to deal with.

A grayish-white flame flickered in his hand, enveloping the three red wooden plaques. Although it had not yet begun to burn, it had already completely covered the red tokens.

With just a thought from Mu Yu, these life-bound spirit tablets would be completely burned to ashes.

After doing all this, Mu Yu calmly used his lightning escape technique to leave the spot. After leaving, he even had time to pack up all the tables and chairs in the Kunwu Palace.

These tables and chairs, which have remained intact for tens of thousands of years in such a place, must possess a certain spirituality.

Why is it that in the world of cultivation, things passed down from ancient times are always more powerful and have better supernatural abilities?

It's because treasures that aren't powerful or spiritually potent simply can't be passed down.

Therefore, anything that can withstand the test of time is almost always a treasure.

As for whether these treasures are useful or not...

It doesn't matter. If it's useless, just throw it in the sect's warehouse. If it's useful, keep it.

After finishing all that, Mu Yu calmly turned to look at the three demons—Mu Kui, Xuan Yan Turtle, and Lion Beast—blocking the entrance to the main hall.

At this moment, the eyes of the three demons were filled with despair.

Although they didn't know what that grayish-white flame was, the fact that it was covered on their life-bound spirit tablet meant that they had no more chances.

Although the natal spirit tablets only become their true owners after the cultivators refine them, theoretically, as long as the natal spirit tablets are retrieved in time, they will regain their freedom.

But the prerequisite is that they can take it back, and in the process, they cannot destroy the natal spirit tablet.

After all, if their natal spirit tablets are shattered, the three demons will die naturally, with absolutely no room for maneuver.

If it were just a matter of serious injury or something similar, the three of them would have run away long ago, instead of standing here staring at each other.

"It seems you know exactly what's going to happen next."

"Aren't you feeling quite resentful, waiting so long only to end up with nothing?"

Mu Yu remained calm and slowly began to speak.

The grayish-white flames still covered the three demons' life-bound spirit tablets. If they made any move to resist, Mu Yu would burn them directly.

Therefore, no matter how unwilling they are now, these three demons have no choice but to submit.

"This humble servant, Guiling, greets her new master..."

After much hesitation, it was the ugly woman who had transformed from the Xuan Yan tortoise who was the first to speak and accept her fate.

Perhaps due to the unique aesthetics of the demon race, or for other reasons, Gui Ling's transformed form is not in line with the aesthetics of normal humans.

"Fellow Daoist Gui...you..."

The lion-beast beside him was also surprised to see Gui Ling turn against him and admit defeat.

After all, in its view, Mu Yu was only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and even if his natal spirit tablet was refined, there was still a considerable probability that it could be retrieved.

"What? Are you still clinging to some illusions?"

"Our life-bound spirit tablet has fallen into the hands of others, which is a sign of our weakness. If we do not accept our fate now, we will probably only have death as our only option."

Gui Ling looked terrible. She didn't want to go back to those days of being driven by others, but she didn't want to die either.

Mu Kui remained silent, his eyes fixed on the life-bound spirit tablet within the grayish-white flames.

Mu Yu ignored the three demons, instead releasing his divine sense to scan the surroundings. After confirming that nothing was missed, he spoke:

"Alright, it seems you all know what's going on now."

"Right now, you have two choices."

"The first option is to acknowledge me as your master, and then you can leave Kunwu Mountain now. I will find you after I leave."

"Anyway, with your natal spirit tablet in hand, you can't run very far."

"The second option is to join me in trying to slay the demon. You should know who the demon sealed in this mountain is, right? The probability of death on this trip is very high."

"But if you do your best in the process of slaying the demon and are lucky enough to survive, I will set you free once we get out."

"Note that you must give it your all. If you have any other ideas or are unwilling to put in the effort during this process, you will only face death."

"Now, the choice is between freedom and life?"

Mu Yu's voice remained calm, but it ignited excitement in the eyes of the three demons.

"I choose second place..."

"Are you really willing to trade our freedom?"

"..."

In short, after rambling on and on, the three demons naturally chose the second, extremely risky path.

Perhaps they hoped Mu Yu would die in the battle, or perhaps they had other ideas.

Mu Yu didn't care about these thoughts; he was just there to pull in a few cannon fodder.

If these three demons are truly lucky enough to survive, then Mu Yu will naturally release them.

Of course, the premise is that they cannot slack off and must be obedient.

After arguing with the three demons for a while, the two women from the Immortal Transformation Sect finally emerged from the ground, riding the Sun and Moon Shuttle.

Upon their arrival, the two women looked at the empty hall in front of them, as well as Mu Yu, the three demons of Kunwu Mountain, and others present, and a hint of confusion flashed in their eyes.

There's no other reason than it was too fast.

"Let's go, the demon's seal is about to break, let's not waste any more time."

Mu Yu spoke to the two women from the Immortal Transformation Sect.

"Senior Mu...that Dragon Transformation Seal..."

The younger, more beautiful woman from the Immortal Transformation Sect spoke up, attempting to block Mu Yu's path, but was stopped by Madam Mu.

Mu Yu didn't seem to care, casually leaving out a remark:

"The Dragon Transformation Seal is with me for now; I will give it to you when you need it."

After saying that, Mu Yu ignored them and walked straight out.

Seeing this, the three demons of Kunwu Mountain exchanged glances and could only helplessly follow.

There was nothing they could do; they had no choice.

……

When Mu Yu arrived near the Demon Suppression Tower, he witnessed the scene of the seal being broken.

The Eight Spirit Ruler, this magical treasure, released a great commotion. Throughout the entire Kunwu Mountain, a burst of precious light could be seen, followed by the sounds of Buddhist chants.

"What is that...?"

"The Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure!!!"

"Eight Spirit Rulers! Oh no, the seal is starting to break..."

Only Madam Mu from the Immortal Transformation Sect spoke up with a solemn expression to remind them, while the others paid no attention to these things, only focusing on the possible Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure.

Perhaps they believe that if the sky falls, someone tall will hold it up.

Unfortunately, if someone can hold the line this time, it will be fine, but if no one steps up, then the trouble will be huge.

Standing at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Tower, Mu Yu's expression was somewhat strange.

Although she already knew the Demon-Suppressing Tower was built upside down, Mu Yu still felt something was off looking at the large, square platform in front of her. (Looking for something to read?)

"Silver Moon, it's time to wake up."

Now that they had arrived at their destination, Mu Yu naturally had to awaken the sleeping Silver Moon.

Even though she had been recuperating in the Soul Nourishing and Spirit Condensing Pearl for over a hundred years, Silver Moon's recovery speed was still very slow, and she could not reach her former peak state at all.

After all, she was once refined into a weapon spirit, so her ability to survive already shows how strong her soul is.

Even if Mu Yu's magic weapon is incredibly powerful, it's impossible for Yin Yue to recover much of her health.

"Fellow Daoist Mu...it seems that much of my memory has returned."

"This place feels so familiar and welcoming."

From her right wrist came Silver Moon's voice, tinged with a hint of confusion.

"It's alright, don't be nervous. With me here, you'll definitely be able to get your body back. I'm also counting on you to return to the spirit world and deliver some messages for me."

"Although you've been asleep most of the time these past few years, you must still know my abilities."

After offering a few words of comfort to Yin Yue, Mu Yu, as usual, sensed his talent for avoiding misfortune and sought good fortune. After confirming that there were no ominous signs, he stepped into the so-called Demon Suppression Tower.

Since the Demon Suppression Tower is built underground, it is naturally dark.

Although Mu Yu had the Ming and Qing spiritual eyes that allowed him to see, he still took out a spherical magical artifact to provide illumination.

The first few floors were very empty. It seems that the later cultivators acted quickly. Apart from some traces of fighting, there was nothing else.

Gradually, more corpses appeared on the ground. Mu Yu casually summoned some gold-devouring insects to devour them clean, and then continued on his way.

Soon, Mu Yu and his group arrived at the seventh floor, where they met Han Li and Nangong Wan, who were waiting for them, next to the black and white teleportation arrays.

"Brother Mu..."

Han Li subconsciously glanced at the three demons of Kunwu Mountain, while Nangong Wan focused her attention on the two women from the Huaxian Sect.

"Go to the white one first, get the Eight Spirit Ruler first, then we'll talk."

Mu Yu gave the order without offering any explanation.

He'd already said everything he needed to say; there was no need to remind him now.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Yu stepped into the white teleportation array. The others exchanged glances and then followed behind him.

With a flash of teleportation light, the group was successfully teleported to the eighth floor.

The eighth floor was clearly in chaos. More than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators were fighting each other, with all sorts of flying swords and magical treasures flying everywhere. The spiritual light of various spells was everywhere, and occasionally there were some explosions.

Mu Yu glanced at it briefly and then saw the white jade giants on dozens of altars in the huge magic array next to the palace.

This is clearly another kind of puppetry technique. If the Great Evolution Divine Lord had not yet fallen into a deep sleep, he would probably be very interested in this kind of thing.

But Mu Yu didn't care about it.

He didn't care about puppets; to him, puppets were no different from magic weapons or magical artifacts—they were just tools.

The Nascent Soul stage cultivators present were engaged in battle with these white jade giants, and during the battle, they did not forget to spare some attention for a jade-green wooden ruler on the top of the palace.

This object is the so-called Eight Spirit Ruler.

At this moment, the Eight Spirit Ruler radiated countless lotus-like halos, and within these lotuses, the phantoms of eight rare and exotic beasts of varying sizes appeared.

"Gentlemen... I will only say this once: this place is the sealing ground of an ancient demon. The sealed demon has the cultivation of the late-stage peak of the Incarnation Realm. If you do not want to die, leave this place as soon as possible."

"Those who don't want to leave are fine with it, but don't get in my way of slaying demons!"

"If anyone doesn't know what's good for them, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After Mu Yu finished speaking, he didn't care about the reactions of others and flew directly towards the location of the Eight Spirit Ruler.

Upon seeing this, the other Nascent Soul stage cultivators instinctively tried to stop them.

But soon, the three demons of Kunwu Mountain, the two women of Huaxian Sect, and Han Li and his wife all stood behind Mu Yu.

This power far surpassed that of everyone present, and for a moment no one dared to move.

Among those who came to Kunwu Mountain to search for treasures, there were only a few late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. Mu Yu first killed an elder of the Ye family, and later killed Qian Laomo of the Yinluo Sect.

In addition, those unexpected people didn't come this time, so there were already far fewer Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

Meanwhile, on Mu Yu's side, there were three Nascent Soul stage demonic beasts, plus the two women from the Immortal Transformation Sect, Han Li and his wife, and a few others...

With such a disparity in strength, who would dare to act recklessly!

Anyone who dares to step forward will be the first to die.

Moreover, some of the things Mu Yu said before weren't unbelievable.

Some of the smarter ones had already arrived in front of the formation, ready to leave.

The remaining people weren't unintelligent; they were just greedy, or perhaps they thought they could take advantage of the situation.

Mu Yu ignored the actions of the people behind her and instead looked at the emerald green wooden ruler in front of her.

At this moment, the Eight Spirit Ruler is still within the formation, and even occupies the most important core of the formation. To obtain this treasure, the formation must be broken first.

Mu Yu was naturally quite confident in breaking the formation.

However, this formation still has some effect and cannot be broken immediately.

Although the formation was already damaged in many ways from the beginning, the damaged parts only freed the sealed people, and its main function still remained.

Within the Soul-Nourishing and Spirit-Condensing Pearl in Mu Yu's right hand, Yin Yue's soul escaped and entered the spirit beast pouch at Mu Yu's waist. The pouch then opened, and a white fox darted out, saying:

"Longmeng, I'm here, aren't you coming out?"

Upon hearing this, a burst of laughter erupted from the palace in front of her, followed by a disheveled figure appearing before Mu Yu.

"Xueling...you've come a little too late."

"And it's still in this state."

"The recovery is too slow!"

A very charming voice came from a man, which seemed a bit strange.

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

"You can deal with your little conflicts after you've regained control of your bodies."

Mu Yu spoke up, stopping the two from getting into a tense standoff.

Although they are actually the same person, the way they look at you with such dislike and desire to kill you is truly heartbreaking.

"And who are you? Alone, you..."

Before Longmeng could finish speaking, she heard a telepathic message from Yinyue, and then her expression turned serious and she fell silent.

After a long pause, Longmeng spoke, somewhat unwillingly:

"You actually believe in this kind of thing...?"

Although she said it like that, judging from her expression, it was obvious that she already believed it.

After all, no matter how big the conflict is, they are still essentially the same person.

"What? The Seven Star Moon Body? Are you serious?"

Upon hearing Yin Yue's telepathic message again, Long Meng could no longer sit still.

Under the allure of the Seven Star Moon Body, Longmeng quickly formed a strategic alliance with Yinyue, preparing to reclaim her body before discussing anything else.

But just as they finished talking, before they could even begin any substantial cooperation, the Eight Spirit Ruler in the palace suddenly emitted a piercing buzzing sound.

Immediately afterwards, nine cracks appeared in the ground, and nine more altars rose from them.

Upon seeing this, a hint of urgency flashed across Longmeng's face, and she quickly spoke:

"Oh no! That demon broke the seal before me!"

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