9: Chapter 9: March Engagement 9: Chapter 9: March Engagement The once genius disciple of the Mu Family had betrayed the family, his life or death unknown, his whereabouts a mystery.
Three months later, the young master of the Mu Family, Mu Chen, is set to marry Qingyi.
At that time, the Mu Family will host a grand wedding ceremony to invite all the cultivators in the city.
Two explosive pieces of news set the previously tranquil Pingyun City ablaze.
“Do you think he will come back?” Mu Chen stood atop Zimu Cliff, where Mu Can usually practiced his cultivation, and asked Mu Xing beside him.
Mu Xing plucked a leaf gently and held it in his mouth, pondering for a moment.
“He probably won’t come back.
If he knows he can’t win, why bother?
Besides, didn’t father say that the side effects of that elixir are severe?
Even if Mu Can didn’t die, he’s now a cripple,” Mu Xing replied distractedly.
“I have an intuition that he will definitely return,” Mu Chen said, still feeling lingering fear when mentioning Mu Can.
The scene from that day truly terrified him half to death.
Just with his bare fists, Mu Can had forced Mu Zi to hide in the Fire King Cauldron.
His wild and overpowering madness nearly became Mu Chen’s nightmare.
If Mu Can hadn’t lost his reason at that moment and targeted them instead, there was no doubt that the two of them, Mu Chen, would have been dead without question.
“Stop thinking about that, let me congratulate you first, big brother, on your imminent wedding,” Mu Xing chuckled slyly, then spat the leaf in his mouth over the cliff.
The leaf spiraled down slowly, ending up in the valley below, fluttering like a green butterfly.
It must be said, although these two brothers have a poor reputation, the bond between Mu Xing and Mu Chen is indeed unspoken.
“Hehe, Qingyi is really beautiful,” Mu Chen said with a lewd smile on his face when the topic of marriage came up.
“Little Red, do you think brother Mu Can will come to save me?
Sigh, I also don’t know where brother Mu Can has gone,” within a luxuriously decorated room of the Mu Family, Qingyi, who was locked with the Sealing Spirit Lock, gently teased the palm-sized bird lying beside her.
The bird was Little Red; it lay weakly beside Qingyi now, unable to guess what means Mu Zi used to shrink the once tall Shaoyue Hong into its current state.
“This is obviously a trap, that Mu Zi is too despicable, forcing me to marry that disgusting person.
I’d rather die than marry someone like that,” Qingyi said with disgust.
“Chirp chirp chirp,” Little Red chirped weakly a couple of times, as if agreeing with Qingyi.
The purpose of Mu Zi spreading this news was clear.
To lure Mu Can into the trap and then kill him.
As long as Mu Can is alive, Mu Zi cannot rest easy.
“My dear nephew, let’s see if you take the bait.
No matter where you are, who saved you, I won’t let you escape,” Mu Zi said, his hands behind his back, standing in the highest room of the Mu Family.
The windows of the room were open, facing the entirety of Pingyun City.
On a clear day, one could clearly overlook the entire Pingyun City from this position.
This was also Mu Zi’s favorite place to be; he enjoyed the feeling of having the whole city within his view.
Outside Pingyun City, on Pingyun Mountain, there was a rarely-traveled forest.
Nobody would have expected that Mu Can had not chosen to flee but instead hid on the other side of Pingyun Mountain.
The huge canopy of trees blocked out the sun, with only dots of light managing to shine through the dense forest onto the earth below.
A figure was running desperately, darting agilely through the dim, dense forest.
“Yun-jie, can I make it in three months?
No matter what, I have to go save Qingyi.”
The silhouette in motion was none other than Mu Can, moving swiftly while searching for certain medicinal herbs that might exist within the dense forest.
As he searched, he spoke in his mind to Purple Cloud.
The two of them were gradually becoming familiar with each other.
After that day, Purple Cloud, controlling the Reincarnation Pearl, had released Mu Can.
After awakening within the Reincarnation Pearl, Purple Cloud unexpectedly gained some ability to control the Reincarnation Pearl.
She even became akin to an Artifact Spirit.
The two hit it off instantly and quickly reached a consensus.
Purple Cloud helped Mu Can grow, and Mu Can provided energy to the Reincarnation Pearl to help Purple Cloud gather her Spiritual Sense again.
That was the best outcome and a mutually beneficial situation.
One, although a master from the Immortal World, had incomplete Spiritual Sense and, focusing on cultivation in her previous life, was as naive as a sheltered young girl, which is why she had fallen into a trap and her True Spirit was shattered.
The other, still in his blooming youth, harbored no wicked thoughts and now only wished to gather strength for revenge.
Soul and spirit in perfect sync, Mu Can called her Cloud Sister, while Purple Cloud would only agree to call him Little Brat.
“Don’t worry, Little Brat, I won’t let your girlfriend truly marry someone else.
Once you find all these medicinal herbs and refine the elixirs, let’s first restore your meridians…” Purple Cloud’s voice appeared directly in Mu Can’s mind.
This was also a function of the Reincarnation Pearl; by mere thought, the two could communicate.
“Cloud Sister, can’t you step in and help me?” Mu Can had just discovered a small herb under a large tree that required two people to embrace and was carefully digging it up.
“Let’s not speak of such things again, if you want to become a strong cultivator, you cannot rely on others to help when facing danger.
Without the heart to overcome dangers, how can one grow?”
It is only in the face of life and death that one can grow to the utmost.” Purple Cloud replied indifferently, her words light but her attitude unquestionable.
After a few seconds of silence.
“I am wrong, Cloud Sister.
This will be the last time,” said Mu Can, his expression solemn.
“Strong cultivators must possess the heart of a strong cultivator.
Let me tell you, even if you truly face a life and death test, I will not intervene.
But if you die, I will control the Reincarnation Pearl to absorb your soul, since you are also a master of the Reincarnation Pearl.”
Purple Cloud continued.
To become the only female Supreme of the Immortal World, she had endured untold hardships and adventured countless times between life and death to achieve her supreme status.
“Wow, is this Clear Heart Grass?” Mu Can exclaimed with surprise.
Looking at the small herb in his hands, Mu Can wiped the sweat from his forehead.
After a day of searching, he finally found a usable herb.
“Yes, this is Clear Heart Grass, and judging by its age, this Clear Heart Grass is already eighty years old.”
“Look at the leaves of the herb, you can see ring-like marks on the leaves, much like rings on a tree.” Purple Cloud’s voice resonated in Mu Can’s mind.
“Really, Cloud Sister, you’re amazing,” Mu Can exclaimed happily.
To be praised by a child from the Mortal World was a bit bittersweet for Purple Cloud, once the Supreme of the Immortal Realm.
“Cloud Sister, will I really be able to become a Pill Master?” Mu Can carefully placed the Clear Heart Grass into his pack and asked.
“Yes,” Purple Cloud gave an affirmative answer.
When she saved Mu Can, she had already examined his body.
Mu Can entirely possessed the potential to become an outstanding Pill Master, and Purple Cloud had decided to gradually nurture this talent.
After all, in the world of cultivation, a Pill Master could play an incomparable role in enhancing one’s Cultivation.
What Purple Cloud didn’t know was that due to a cataclysm in the past, in the current Mortal World,
all the top Pill Masters had vanished, and now, an average Pill Master in the Mortal World could be called a Master.
They would become the esteemed guests of dynasties or families, revered by all.
And what Mu Can didn’t know was that Purple Cloud, before him, possessed Alchemy Techniques that once commanded the entire Immortal World.