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Lan Kexin had initially hoped that Mu Cheng would be able to save her, but in the end she was gradually afraid of meeting Mu Cheng.

This was the most normal way for a girl to think. After all, youth was no longer a part of one's life, and one's appearance was aging easily. This was what women feared the most.

"You are?" Lan Ke asked with doubt in his heart. Then, he blankly looked around because he did not see anyone.

"Haha, what you mean is, you're a mortal, but he's an immortal cultivator, so aren't the two of you people from the same world?"

Laughter came out from the dark room. However, the laughter was very gentle and there was no pressure at all.

"That's right. I am a mortal, so my life will eventually come to an end. As for him, he has an incomparably long road ahead of him."

As he finished speaking, Lan Kexin gave a self-deprecating smile. She turned around and hugged her knees, sobbing softly.

"Haha, that's not difficult at all. As long as you cultivate as well, everything will be fine. Moreover, your Mu Cheng won't be able to live past that point." The hearty laughter disappeared, and a gloomy laughter echoed in the room for a long time.

"Hey, why isn't Mu Cheng alive for long? Do you want to kill him?"

Lan Ke Xin suddenly stood up and shouted into the room, but no one gave her an answer.

"Mu Cheng, you'll definitely be fine. You'll definitely beat those bad guys."

Finally, Lan Kexin dejectedly sat down. The crystal clear tears in her eyes fell down as she muttered to herself.

On top of a mountain, a figure stood there, staring into the distance. He was in a daze.

"You still came." Behind this person, a woman appeared.

The woman was charming and alluring. Her tone was extremely light as she slowly walked over. However, she did not approach that person.

"I have to come." The man's tone was helpless, but it was more of a disappointment.

"Am I useless?" The man turned around and glanced at the woman, his expression somewhat gloomy.

"The current you is not his opponent, but in the future, you might not be. Your potential is greater than his."

The girl looked deeply at the man before her. Her tone was extremely gentle, but her gaze was directed to the distance.

"Haha, is there any other future? I don't know how to pass this stage anymore. "

The man let out a helpless smile as he looked down the mountain. There were flowers, birds, fish, insects, everything was beautiful.

Although it was autumn or winter, it did not prevent nature's pets from cheering.

"Believe that I have a future. Actually..." The woman hesitated for a moment, then smiled and threw an encouraging look at the man.

"I already believe in myself very much, but I don't know how I should face him this time around, because I feel that he is very strong."

The man turned around, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This man was Mu Cheng, who had just fought a great battle with Yang Junce, and the woman was Zi Ling.

"Hehe, this time, you are not the only one. There are also us." Zi Ling consoled.

Looking at Mu Cheng's back, he felt that Mu Cheng had taken care of everything by himself and ignored his friends.

"Maybe, cough, cough." Mu Cheng smiled, but it was a forced smile.

"You're injured, you went to find Yang Junce?" Zi Ling could tell that the cough was not normal, so she asked.

"It's not that serious. I have to go, because that's where my heart is."

Mu Cheng turned around, but the blood at the corner of his mouth was so eye-catching. However, Mu Cheng gave a disapproving smile with a resolute gaze.

"You're still saying that your injuries are not serious? Let's go back and rest first."

Zi Ling looked at Mu Cheng with a pained expression as she took out a handkerchief to wipe away the blood from the corner of Mu Cheng's mouth.

Zi Ling's actions were extremely gentle, as if she was a wife wiping off the mud on her husband's body.

Mu Cheng took a step back and licked his lips, his eyes filled with amazement.

Seeing Mu Cheng's body retreating, Zi Ling's heart tightened. A look of disappointment flashed across her face, but she still continued to look at Mu Cheng.

"Let's go back. I must become stronger. Next time, I must destroy Yang Junce." Mu Cheng's tone was light, but it was filled with determination.

Looking at Mu Cheng's back, Zi Ling wanted to rush forward and hug Mu Cheng.

However, Zi Ling knew that was impossible, because the most important thing in Mu Cheng's heart was always Lan Kexin.

At this moment, she was extremely envious of Lan Kexin. This was because the man in front of her had given all his love to Lan Kexin, but she could not get a single bit of it.

"Why? Why? Why can't I meet Mu Cheng earlier?" Zi Ling shouted powerlessly in his heart.

However, Mu Cheng did not know all of this. He looked ahead, and currently, Mu Cheng's mind was filled with thoughts of how to deal with Yang Junce.

The battle before allowed Mu Cheng to understand clearly the insurmountable gap between neo-spiritual realm and the broken soul.

In the air, two figures flashed by. One of them glanced at the other figure, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes.

The other figure seemed to have noticed this and a sneer formed on his lips.

"Feng Baiyu, what are you trying to do? You know this is playing with fire. "

Song Weiyi looked at Feng Baiyu in shock and fury, and suddenly retreated.

"Haha, Song Weiyi, do you really not know what I want to do? Right now, Mu Cheng is dead for sure, and you are my greatest enemy."

"As long as you kill all the men around Zi Ling, Zi Ling will be mine. None of you should even think about snatching Zi Ling away."

Feng Baiyu looked at Song Weiyi with a sinister look, then suddenly roared towards the sky, as a large amount of power exploded out from her body.

"Feng Baiyu, are you an idiot? This is the life saving talisman that the Sect Leader gave you, and you actually used it to deal with me."

Song Weiyi looked at Feng Baiyu in fear, and his body started to uncontrollably tremble.

In the face of the huge impact, Feng Baiyu's body started to disappear, transforming into a phantom.

"You should be afraid. In your next life, don't become an immortal cultivator. It's best if you don't go against me."

The giant figure descended from the sky like a flood.

"You forced me to do this." Although Song Weiyi was terrified, he quickly calmed down.

A jade pendant in Song Weiyi's hand was quickly crushed by him as another enormous illusion emerged from the void.

"Damn it, why do you have it?" Looking at the figure that appeared, a person who looked like Xuan Luo appeared.

"You did, Master Xuan Luo specifically gave it to me, don't be so arrogant, we are only evenly matched right now, haha, but I have already remembered all your words and deeds, even if you sneak attack a fellow disciple, even if I kill you now, I will not receive any punishment." A smirk flashed across Song Weiyi's face.

It was not that Song Weiyi had never thought of making a move on Feng Baiyu, but he understood that doing so later would result in disaster.

However, this person who made the first move would be morally punished. After all, they were from the same sect, so it wouldn't be nice if word of it got out.

Therefore, Song Weiyi had been patiently enduring until this moment, when he was finally forced to reveal his true face.

"Haha, Song Weiyi, I finally recognize your true colors."

A look of regret flashed across Feng Baiyu's face, but was immediately replaced by a cold aura.

Now that the situation had reached such a stage, forget about him not letting Song Weiyi go, even Song Weiyi would not let him go.

"Go to hell." Feng Baiyu's hesitation had already made him lose her advantage.

At this time, Song Weiyi had already used his trump card, temporarily allowing the power of Zongtian Sect's Sect Master, Xuan Luo, to enter his body.

However, just because their mana was about the same in strength, to cultivators of neo-spiritual realm, and more importantly, their comprehension towards spirits, without that kind of comprehension, it was impossible to reach the Naling's state.

"Haha, if you want me to die, then you have to leave behind some. I want to see how you compete with Mu Cheng. Without strength, you are nothing."

At this time, Feng Baiyu erupted with her full strength, but lost to Song Weiyi in terms of the strength and strength of her Fa Li.

"That might not be the case. Right now, not only the Infinite Sect, many sects and demon beasts are also searching for Mu Cheng's family. Many sects and sects have already allied themselves with him. Song Weiyi said indifferently, as he looked at Feng Baiyu who was lying on the ground.

"You will die a horrible death." Feng Baiyu let out the last unwilling roar.

In the next moment, Feng Baiyu's entire being disappeared, and even her soul had disappeared from the space.

"It's a pity that this is the Sect Leader's jade pendant. However, it's worth it."

"When the time comes, the Mysterious Heaven Jade will be mine. Zi Ling, the entire Zongtian Sect will be mine."

Looking at the dead Feng Baiyu, Song Weiyi shook her head, her eyes gloomy and ruthless.

Song Weiyi raised his head and looked towards the south where Mu Cheng's parents were.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he let out a cold snort. His entire body flew in the opposite direction.

On the other side, Mu Cheng gloomily looked at the incoming messages. Each and every cultivator basically didn't look for trouble with Mu Cheng and instead went to look for Mu Cheng's closest kin. His face darkened as he looked at the news in his hands.