A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

Chapter 1042: I want to be more ladylike

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The morning sun shone on the formation sect, and the entire formation sect was illuminated by a layer of vibrant brilliance.

Mu Yu opened his eyes. The girl in his arms was still sleeping. Her long eyelashes looked particularly charming. He climbed out of the bed, covered Tian Ran with the quilt, put on his clothes and walked out.

Xiaoshuai was tricked by Mu Yu into sleeping with the village chief Lao Bu last night using a roasted suckling pig, otherwise he would have stayed in their room and joined in the fun by making noises. Mu Yu stretched out comfortably and came to the highest peak of the formation sect. He looked at the rising sun in the east and ran through the Luochen Mental Technique.

He opened his eyes and was surprised to find that the cultivation level in his body seemed to be one step closer.

"Huh? It's strange, my cultivation will improve greatly as soon as I practice with a girl!" Mu Yu feels that this world is really full of surprises. Now his cultivation has reached the sixth level of transcending tribulation, which is an ordinary sect in the world of cultivation. Zhong is already a top master, but he understands that this strength is not enough when facing the Mahayana Stage of the Triple Palace.

"You are ready to die, why do you choose to be so close to that girl? Don't you think you are selfish?" Ju Mang's voice suddenly sounded in Mu Yu's mind.

Mu Yu sat on the stone, looking at the faces of the entire formation sect, and asked: "Then what do you think I should do?"

"You should leave her and let her find someone who loves her more than you." Ju Mang said.

Mu Yu shook his head and replied calmly: "Except for her parents, no one in this world will like her more than me."

"Since you like her, you should think about her and be willing to let her go. Now start to deliberately alienate her, so that she will gradually become disheartened by you and leave her. If you are cruel now, you will not make her sad in the future." Ju Mang said.

Mu Yu smiled slightly: "This logic is too silly. She is now helpless. If I cruelly alienate her and leave her, where will she go? Wandering around in the cultivation world and then be caught by the Sanchong Palace. In the future, after I find a way to rescue Master and resurrect Father Kumu, they will take care of her for me. When I leave, she will at least have someone to rely on."

Ju Mang was silent for a moment, and then said: "Then you shouldn't do that kind of thing with her to make her have expectations in her heart."

"none of your business?"

Mu Yu deliberately blocked Ju Mang's consciousness last night to prevent him from getting involved.

"You and I are one!"

Ju Mang's voice sounded annoyed. Today's Mu Yu is no longer the young man who could be disturbed by him at will in the Moyun Mountains. Ju Mang's current consciousness cannot fight against Mu Yu. Last night, he was rudely treated by Mu Yu. He suppressed it and didn't even say hello. He's still brooding about it now.

Mu Yu stretched out his hand and gently passed through the cracks in the rocks. The new shoots of pine grass in the cracks of the cliff bloomed with vigorous vitality. This kind of grass is extremely tenacious and can grow even in the cold peaks.

He looked at the young leaves of the pine straw shaking off the morning dew, and then laughed: "This is probably the difference between you and me!"

Ju Mang and Xuan Ming are interdependent, which leads to subtle emotions between Mu Yu and Qiao Xue, but Mu Yu knows that without the influence of Ju Mang and Xuan Ming, he will only like Tian Ran.

But it's hard to tell clearly what's right and what's wrong when it comes to fate, and Mu Yu doesn't like to run away from anything now that it's happened. Although he chose his future destiny, people always have to go through life, separation and death. No matter how much they love each other, two people will leave each other one day. Mu Yu just wants to get along well with Tianran before he leaves.

Ju Mang didn't speak again, and Mu Yu didn't bother to say anything else. He walked down the mountain, returned to the formation hall, and came to the village chief Lao Bu. Village Chief Lao Bu woke up very early and was having breakfast. When he saw Mu Yu, he quickly called Mu Yu over.

"The handsome guy told me last night that it's great to be young!"

Village Chief Lao Bu laughed and took a bite of the sesame cake. He cooked this cake himself. Now in the formation hall, Mu Yu specially opened a space for him to cook for Village Chief Lao Bu. Village Chief Lao Bu is a mortal. , he needs to have breakfast.

"Grandpa, keep a low profile..."

Mu Yu picked up a piece of sesame seed cake and ate it with soy milk. He turned around and saw that Xiao Shuai, who had turned into a naughty boy, was still sleeping soundly on Village Chief Lao Bu's bed, with the quilt kicked off the bed. He was also amused, so he shouted : "It's time to eat!"

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat!"

Xiaoshuai got up sleepily and staggered towards them, almost tripping over the quilt on the way, then sat on a chair and yawned.

The smell of sesame cakes made Xiaoshuai open his eyes suddenly. Xiaoshuai quickly lost his sleepiness and started eating.

"I like to eat Lao Shengun's sesame cakes." Xiaoshuai said inarticulately with his mouth bulging.

"I like it too. I grew up eating grandpa's sesame cakes." Mu Yu also stuffed his mouth full. He hadn't sat down to have a good meal for a long time.

Village Chief Lao Bu looked at the two people happily and said with a smile: "If you like it, I will make it for you every day."

"Grandpa, do you have my share?" Tian Ran also walked in from outside. She was wearing a cyan skirt today. She looked like a cyan flower fairy, cute and cute.

"There are some." Village Chief Lao Bu quickly stood up and went to the kitchen to bring another plate.

Tian Ran also sat around the table, picked up the chopsticks and scratched them. A faint golden spiritual power covered the chopsticks, cutting the sesame cake into small pieces, then picked up a piece of sesame cake and ate it slowly.

Mu Yu looked at Tian Ran's elegant way of eating, then looked at Village Chief Lao Bu and Xiao Shuai who were grabbing sesame seed cakes with their hands and chewing them, and at his own casual eating style, and said, "Tian Ran, this doesn't look like it." It’s the way you eat! You used to be very lively when you were eating with us in Luochen Mountain."

When we were in Luochen Mountain, everyone had to compete with each other when eating. They were going back and forth with their chopsticks on the table, trying hard to grab the food cooked by Master, because if they were slow to start, they would have to eat the dishes cooked by Uncle An. So everyone is very casual about their food and appearance. Tianran has a very lively and cheerful temperament and cannot be honest.

"Isn't that different? Now I want to be more ladylike." Tian Ran said seriously.

Mu Yu took another sip of soy milk, curled his lips and said, "You turned into a lady after a good night's sleep? Didn't you say you can't act like a lady?"

Tianran used to say that her mother asked her to be more ladylike, but she just couldn't change it.

Tianran glanced at Mu Yu and her face turned red: "Wouldn't it be bad if I were too casual when dining with your family?"

"Tianran is your Mu family's daughter-in-law. I'm worried that your family will dislike her!" Village Chief Lao Bu reminded her.

"Grandpa, you are also a member of Mu Yu's family. Don't dislike me." Tian Ran said with a blushing face.

"No, no, I don't dislike it. I'm not from a wealthy family, and I don't look good in food and appearance, so how can I dislike it!" Village Chief Lao Bu waved his hand.

Mu Yu secretly laughed: "Tianran, you should do what you want! Grandpa didn't make more sesame seeds. Xiaoshuai has already eaten five, and he is staring at your bowl."

"I'm hungry." Xiaoshuai said pitifully with his big eyes flashing.

Village Chief Lao Bu laughed: "Little one, I know you have a big appetite. I specially made a lot of it this morning! I'll get it for you."

Tian Ran put her chin on her hand and asked, "Mu Yu, you won't leave me, right?"

Mu Yu was stunned and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Tianran shook her head: "I don't know, I always feel a little uneasy in my heart. Now my parents are missing, and I don't want anything to happen to you."

Mu Yu held Tian Ran's hand and said seriously: "No, nothing will happen to me until I find your parents, don't worry."

Tian Ran nodded, then blushed and said, "What happened last night..."

"We had a wonderful dream together last night!" Mu Yu said nonchalantly.

Xiaoshuai shouted: "Tonight I will sleep on the same bed as sister Tianran, and Muyu will sleep on the floor."

"Go away and play in the mud." Mu Yu said angrily.

Nowadays, wherever people go in the world of cultivation, people are in panic. Even if they stay in their own sect, they are extremely uneasy. They must go out in groups and dare not set foot in uninhabited places.

The boundary of Danding Sect, Dancheng, Sihaiweijia Inn.

The Sihaiweijia Inn was originally an industry of the Danding Sect, but a few months ago, Taoist Yuande of the Danding Sect was attacked by the Yumeng Demon Clan on his way back, which led to the entire Danding Sect not long after. The sect was closed and no longer involved in the world of cultivation, so many industries in the Danding Sect were forced to close down.

The Sihaiweijia Inn was originally closed, but in the past few days, the largest inn in Dan City suddenly reopened, and brought exciting news: the Danding Sect is preparing to use nine seventh-level elixirs, one hundred Sixth-level elixirs and one thousand fifth-level elixirs were given as rewards to those extreme immortals to do their part in fighting against the Yumon Demon Clan.

But the premise is that all Jixian must gather at the Jixian Monument on the eighth day of October, open the Jixian Monument, and select nine Xuanxian!

This news caused a sensation in the entire cultivation world. No one expected that the Danding Sect would step forward at this time and offer such a rich reward. When the Yumeng Demon Tribe is acting recklessly, the Triple Palace refuses to show up, and the prestige of the Eight Sects is completely lost, Jixian has undoubtedly become everyone's hope!

The Sihaiweijia Inn has been extremely lively these days. Many cultivators have gathered at the inn, ready to find out more about the Jixian and the Alchemy Sect.

"Have you heard? Two cities have already been destroyed by the Tuyumen Demon Clan and the Huoyumeng Demon Clan!"

“The Tuyumeng Demon Clan and the Fireyumeng Demon Clan?”

"Yes, the same fate as Hongchen Sect, and it is said that the people with the most casualties in these two cities were the people from the Eight Sects. Not only that, the sects that assisted the Eight Sects also suffered heavy losses!"

"A while ago, the Eight Sects led us to defeat the Yumeng Demon Clan. Now the Yumeng Demon Clan is planning to take revenge on the Eight Sects. The Tianxing Sect's Mountain Gate was destroyed, and the Ghost Sect and the Red Dust Sect were uprooted. It seems that we must I have drawn a clear line with the Eight Gates.”

"Yes! Now I hope that there are only nine Xuanxian on the Extreme Immortal List. The Alchemy Sect did not expect to come out at this time. It is really a timely blessing."

"I heard that the Formation Sect also plans to build a solid fortress and use the formation to resist the Yumon Demon Clan."

People come and go in Sihaiweijia's inn, and everyone will pass on the latest information to each other when they rest. Many people will ask the shopkeeper of Sihaiweijia Inn more about the current situation of the Danding Sect. It's a pity that the shopkeeper doesn't know very well. He is only responsible for accepting orders, but has never been to the Aland Cauldron Sect.

Everyone still refuses to give up, but now the news of the gathering of the Eight Immortals in early October has spread throughout the world of cultivation. The pills provided by the Alchemy Sect are so tempting that many Immortals have remembered the eighth day of October.

"Is it the eighth day of October?"

In the corner of the inn, a young man took a sip of wine and nodded thoughtfully.