Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Mu Yong's inner musings did not come true; there is no fool among those who can become terrestrial immortals.

Fang Wuxiang of the Five Elements Sect behaved unusually well in front of Liu Yun, hiding in a corner without saying a word the whole time, just like a transparent person.

Only after Liu Yun finished talking with Ao Yun and Qing Xi did Fang Wuxiang step forward and bow to Liu Yun.

"Fang Wuxiang of the Five Elements Sect greets the Divine Sword Master."

Suddenly hearing someone call him "Divine Sword Master," the cloud suspended in the air trembled violently, emitting a series of buzzing sounds, and the sword itself seemed to straighten slightly at that moment.

Within Liu Yun's sea of ​​consciousness, the tiny sword spirit looked at Fang Wuxiang bowing below again and again, fidgeting with its mimicked fingers.

The number one boss, the number two boss, the kid who's just trying to make a living... Hmm, I have a great memory, I remember everyone I've met. Who is this person?

The little sword spirit was overjoyed at the address of "Divine Sword Master," but after thinking for a long time, it still couldn't remember who Fang Wuxiang was.

Finding himself unable to come up with an answer, Liu Yun gave up thinking and asked directly.

Who are you?

Fang Wuxiang's expression remained unchanged; he simply bent his waist slightly more and answered in a joking tone.

"Wu Xiang rarely enters the True Lord's residence. He has only admired the Divine Sword Master's heroic figure from afar at banquets. It is understandable that the Master does not recognize Wu Xiang."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yun's sword trembled a few times, and he even forgot about his plan to slay the dragon, his mind filled with words like "heroic figure, admirable."

Hehehe! As expected, I, Xiao Liu, am respected!

It wasn't until Fang Wuxiang tentatively asked the question he had always wanted to ask that the smug Liu Yun finally restrained himself a little, feigning modesty.

These emotions manifest in the outside world as drifting clouds swaying and trembling in the sky, leaving people bewildered.

"My lord, what heinous crimes did the sect below commit that would compel you to go to such lengths to personally exterminate them?"

Because he had never understood the complex situation of the Great Spirit Empire, and because he didn't care about human affairs at all, Liu Yun never thought about the grudges and affections between Fang Wuxiang and Mu Yong.

Upon hearing this polite-speaking "junior" ask a question, Liu Yun naturally described what had happened in the pawnshop.

"These damned villains actually broke into the master's shop, slashing everywhere, and even dared to threaten the master. They're worse than those cultists..."

Liu Yun rambled on about what had happened not long ago. It was rare to have such a sensible "junior," so Liu Yun was in a good mood, and the mimicry mouth on the sword never stopped talking.

Fang Wuxiang grew increasingly terrified as he listened.

You sons of bitches, Heavenly Blade Sect! Is this how you do things when we ask you to?

If you're looking to die, don't drag us down with you!

The True Lord doesn't care about worldly matters, but deliberately provoking such a situation is a different story...

No one cared about Fang Wuxiang's feelings, and Liu Yun suddenly stopped talking.

Deep within his consciousness, the tiny sword spirit touched his round head and suddenly remembered the important matter at hand.

If it remembered correctly, its owner seemed to have been pretending to be an ordinary person lately.

Ordinary people are pitifully weak; they can see nothing without their eyes.

Surely the owner doesn't know what's happening here?

Ouch! No! I was so focused on slaying the dragon that I almost ruined my master's important mission! I, Xiao Liu, must hurry back and report!

As if it had suddenly grown a brain, Liu Yun told Ao Yun and Qing Xi that they would meet again next time, and then "whoosh," it transformed into a beam of red light and disappeared from the horizon.

Seeing this, Ao Yun and Qing Xi felt bored. After glancing at Mu Yong and Fang Wuxiang, they each returned to their own territory.

Whether it's Ao Yun or Qing Xi, although they live on the territory of the Great Ling Empire, they are more like guests than subjects of the Great Ling Empire.

Neither of them intended to participate in the internal affairs of the Great Spirit Empire.

When the dust settled, only Mu Yong and Fang Wuxiang remained, staring at each other amidst the ruins of the Heavenly Blade Sect.

Fighting is fighting, and making a fuss is making a fuss.

As the de facto rulers of the Great Spirit Empire, Mu Yong and Fang Wuxiang were well aware of the situation.

In the face of external enemies, internal strife is acceptable, but the final bottom line must not be crossed.

Although the struggle between the imperial court and the Five Elements Sect appears fierce, it is actually still within a controllable range and will not cause too much damage to the empire.

Things are different now; when Sword Master gets going, he's truly ruthless.

The entire mountain range was split in two, and the once precious land was turned into ruins. Along with the resources inside, they were all reduced to ashes in the aftershocks.

Although the Heavenly Blade Sect acted arrogantly, it was still a first-class sect with a history of hundreds of years and a powerful force in the Great Spirit Empire. It just disappeared like that.

They were wiped out by their own ancestors, so they have nowhere to complain.

Ugh……

You don't know the cost of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household. This loss involves the elites of their Great Spirit Empire!

The front lines are fighting every day, and they can't withstand this kind of destruction.

If this happens a couple more times, the entire empire might collapse.

In the silent exchange of glances, Mu Yong took the initiative to offer a way out.

"Disband all the sects under the Five Elements Sect, and I will not hold this matter against you. In the end, the Great Spirit Empire still needs you, Sect Leader Fang, and me to support it together."

"good"

……

Physical wounds can be healed with just a cup of herbal tea, but emotional wounds are not something that can be healed in a short time.

For Yu Mu'an, the incident at the pawnshop was just a minor episode in her life, and she forgot about it in the blink of an eye.

But for Jiang Yunzhi, who had several ribs broken by the kick, this was a shadow that would be difficult to erase for a long time.

Although the escape was arduous, Jiang Yunzhi's mother really protected him well, preventing him from facing too much malice from the world.

Because of his mother's instructions, Jiang Yunzhi always knew that Mu An was no ordinary person, but the important figure his mother spoke of.

For this eight-year-old boy, "big shot" is not actually a clear concept.

Just as a child's image of their father is always very tall and very powerful.

Because of their lack of understanding, in the boy's small world, there were many, many powerful figures who could make it impossible for him and his mother to survive.

Even after working in the store for four months, Jiang Yunzhi still didn't have a clear understanding of Mu An's strength.

It wasn't until he was kicked away by a swordsman from the Heavenly Blade Sect and saw the four fierce-looking swordsmen instantly turn to ashes that Jiang Yunzhi finally tried to take the first step.

He asked Mu'an to teach him martial arts.

The boy didn't understand martial arts, nor did he know the division of realms in the world, but he knew that Mu An was the most powerful person he had ever seen.

If someone is willing to teach him, he will definitely be able to protect his mother, give her a new set of clothes, and let the two of them live a life where they can eat meat every day.

The boy's mother often told him that as long as he worked hard, he would be able to live a life with plenty of food and clothing, just like when he was a child.

The boy never doubted his mother's words.

Filled with hope for the future, the boy knelt before Mu An.

……

Mu An would naturally not agree to teach someone.

However, seeing Jiang Yunzhi's earnest request, Mu An still gave him a few martial arts manuals and let him practice them on his own.

From then on, Jiang Yunzhi had two new tasks added to his daily life.

Reading and learning characters, and practicing martial arts.

During breaks from work, after cleaning the pawnshop when no one was around, Jiang Yunzhi would take the time to learn to read.

The latter, however, would return to his and Lin Yu's small house outside the city every night and practice diligently under the cover of darkness.

Every day was tough, but Jiang Yunzhi found joy in his gradually strengthening body.

Even though Mu An once said that he was too young and not old enough to practice these things, and that doing it now would only affect his foundation, Jiang Yunzhi didn't take it to heart.

The future is too far away, but the present is right under his feet. He can't wait for that vague and uncertain future.

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