"accept!"
When Mu Yu accepted the mission, everyone else also agreed to go to the southeast.
"Mu Yu, it's just you."
Han Banglian focused his attention on Mu Yu, with a kind smile on his face.
"I'll go too."
Mu Yu said casually.
"You really have the courage to agree."
Lie Shenzi felt a little disdainful. In his opinion, Mu Yu was no longer qualified to perform missions with them.
Cangyu Holy Emperor looked at everyone, lightly twirled his beard, and said with satisfaction: "Very good, all of you make me very happy."
"Everyone takes a rest these two days. We will meet here on time the morning after tomorrow."
"Yes." Everyone responded in unison.
…
The next day.
I don’t know whose mouth it came from, but Mu Yu’s deeds in the Dragon Blood Heritage Hall were completely spread.
As the most dazzling being in this Tianjiao martial arts competition, he didn't even get a drop of dragon blood.
Everyone was shocked and disappointed.
At the same time, Mu Yu's use of the elixir to stimulate his potential was also hyped by interested parties.
"Damn it, I really thought highly of him for nothing. I thought he was a role model for us to strive for, but I didn't expect this kid to be such a thing."
"Yeah, I really don't know what the benefits are of taking the elixir that stimulates potential? It's worth damaging his body like this."
"What's the benefit? Haha, don't you just want to become famous? If Jiulong hadn't discovered his clues, I'm afraid we would have been deceived by him."
"Think about it. How could a student from the Lower Spiritual Academy not even be a match for the Son of the God of Fire without resorting to some tricks? In fact, we should have suspected it a long time ago."
In a restaurant in the ancient city of Xiu, many people gathered around and made all sorts of sarcastic remarks to Mu Yu.
At this moment, a young man in white clothes walked in, with a delicate face and an outstanding temperament.
As soon as he walked into the restaurant, he attracted everyone's attention.
"What a coincidence. We were just discussing him and he showed up."
A fat man with a bunch of gold coins hanging on his body held his fat face with his hands and showed a playful smile.
He is none other than the chief disciple of the Duoqian Sect, Zhang Ming.
When Mu Yu and Xu Xuan'er first entered the city, Xu Xuan'er had fought against him.
Zhang Ming also regarded Xu Xuan'er as a goddess.
It was a pity that his beloved goddess only had eyes for Mu Yu at that time.
So Mu Yu was regarded as his love rival.
Originally, after learning that Mu Yu won the first place in the Tianjiao Martial Arts Competition, he was already in despair and could no longer think of competing with Mu Yu.
But it didn't take long for Mu Yu to fall from the altar and become the object of contempt by everyone.
This gave him hope again.
At this time, when he saw Mu Yu, he wanted to jump out immediately and add insult to injury.
"So he is Mu Yu!"
Many people saw Mu Yu for the first time. After seeing Mu Yu's appearance, they sighed with emotion: "This kid really looks like a young genius, but it's a pity that he is flashy and willing to fall."
Mu Yu didn't even look at them, he just called the waiter over and ordered a pot of spiritual wine, several plates of spiritual beast meat, and various precious ingredients.
Along the way, people pointed at him everywhere, and he was already used to it.
At this moment, the people in the restaurant criticized him again, but he ignored them.
Of course, if these people are blind and dare to provoke him.
Mu Yu would naturally not be polite.
In the blink of an eye, Mu Yu's table was filled with precious spiritual beast meat and ingredients, as well as a pot of Wind Bone Cold Marrow Wine worth tens of thousands of Xuan Crystals.