Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

Chapter 82 The Plan to Fake Death and Escape!

"Does Master mean that the Righteous Path Alliance and the Demonic Path want you to deal with the Grand Master of the Mulan Clan?"

Upon hearing this news, Han Li's face immediately showed surprise.

Because he knew very well that his biggest backer was Wu Yun. In terms of supernatural abilities and strength, he was worlds apart from Wu Yun.

Moreover, the successful creation of his sword formation was also due to Wu Yun's help.

Even with the sword formation, he was no match for Wu Yun.

Even though the two had never fought, Han Li still had this self-awareness.

"That's right. I guess they want to use the power of the Mulan clan's Grand Master to kill me, or at least severely injure me so that I can't even begin to explore the Nascent Soul stage. Although it's a bit despicable, it's definitely a smart move."

"It can both deal with the Grand Master of the Mulan clan and eliminate me, a potential threat. It's killing two birds with one stone. I wonder which guy came up with this idea."

Wu Yun nodded and said with a smile, as if he didn't care about the matter at all.

"But now is a critical moment in the war against the Mulan clan. If something happens to you, it will be a huge loss for the entire Tiannan region and could very well affect the morale of the entire Tiannan cultivation world."

Han Li's expression turned even uglier.

"There's nothing I can do about it. Since they want to play, I'll play along to their heart's content. It just so happens that the preparations I made before have finally come in handy. I always thought this would be useful, and now it seems my thinking was right."

Wu Yun's words aroused Han Li's curiosity.

"Could it be that Master intends to kill them all?"

If someone else did this, Han Li might not believe they could do it, but if it were Wu Yun, he would have some confidence.

"No, don't worry about it. Anyway, I can't tell anyone about this, to avoid any problems. Remember what we agreed on today, don't tell anyone else."

Although Han Li was completely confused and puzzled by Wu Yun's words, he still nodded in agreement.

"Master, please rest assured, I will absolutely not tell anyone."

"Alright! Go and prepare yourself. If nothing unexpected happens, you'll be sent to the front lines soon. As for me, I shouldn't be sent there anytime soon, barring any unforeseen circumstances."

Wu Yun's words made Han Li give a wry smile.

"Master is right, that's true. Just before I met Master, Senior Brother Lü gave me a mission. He asked me to go to Huanglong Mountain."

"Huanglong Mountain, you'd better be extra careful. It's not a peaceful place. But now that you've mastered your sword formation, even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator won't be able to do anything to you for a while. Remember, you must be extremely careful. If you encounter any danger, run as fast as you can, even if the base is lost, it's okay."

Wu Yun hadn't expected that even after things had come to this point, Han Li would still have to go to Huanglong Mountain.

"Master, rest assured, I understand that I will not be affected at all."

Han Li was quite confident in his sword formation.

After all, it was a sword formation that he had spent countless hours crafting.

He also tested its power slightly, and found that basically no one below the late Nascent Soul stage could deal with it.

As for late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he was confident he could handle one or two of them; at the very least, escaping unscathed would be no problem at all.

After discussing some details, Han Li left.

Wu Yun then summoned two items: the Wood Spirit Infant and his Nascent Soul stage puppet.

"Why are you trying to fake your death to escape so quickly?"

This spirit infant started chattering away as soon as it appeared.

"You're right. I do plan to fake my death to escape. After all, they're already preparing to attack me. If I don't fake my death to escape, the trouble will only get worse. Anyway, my disciple is here with the Falling Cloud Sect. I can leave everything to him. With his current strength, even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator probably can't do anything to him. Let alone other cultivators. With him here, I can rest assured."

"As for the other people close to me, I've already moved them all. So I have even fewer concerns now. Under these circumstances, if I don't leave now, when will I ever leave?"

Wu Yun nodded and explained his plan.

"Are you sure this feigned death escape won't put your life in any danger?"

Zhi Mu Ling Ying was still very worried about this matter.

Because, if you're not careful, you could actually die.

Under these circumstances, he naturally had to be extra careful and could not afford to be careless in the slightest.

"This matter is indeed dangerous, and very dangerous. One wrong move and you could really lose your life. But you can rest assured, I will take good care of you and won't let anything serious happen to you. I can do that."

Wu Yun smiled and comforted him.

"Then lend me your demon sword. Without it, I doubt anyone will believe you're dead. But if you don't leave the demon sword behind after you die, probably no one will believe it either."

"After all, this method of faking death to escape is not uncommon, not only among Nascent Soul cultivators but also among Core Formation cultivators."

Therefore, convincing others to believe is not an easy task.

Zhi Mu Lingying then offered her suggestions and conditions.

"Don't worry, I'll give it to you when the time comes. And after this is all over, the demonic blade will leave on its own. It won't fall into the hands of others so easily, and even if someone does get it, they won't be able to completely control it. I can handle that."

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Wu Yun did not refuse; instead, he readily agreed, which surprised Zhi Mu Ling Ying.

"You actually agreed? I thought you were going to refuse?"

"How could I possibly refuse? You're right, if I don't leave the demon sword behind, no one else will believe me. But I'll leave it with someone I trust, and it will go to that person on its own."

Wu Yun's words made Zhi Mu Ling Ying nod in agreement.

"Then how can you guarantee my safety?"

This is what Zhi Mu Ling Ying is most worried about.

"Of course I have a way, don't worry, I won't let you die. After all, you're still quite useful to me. How could I let you die so easily?"

Wu Yun made a solemn promise, but Zhi Mu Ling Ying didn't really believe it.