Chapter 681 - 688: Meeting Mu Zixu Again

Ouyang Lin was taken aback by Mu Zixu’s reaction.

He stared blankly for a moment before saying, somewhat bewildered, "Her name is Song Wanning."

The moment the words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the room changed in an instant.

Ouyang Lin looked up and was shocked by his Master’s terrifying expression.

’Ever since I became his disciple, I’ve never seen Master look like this. How terrifying!’

"Song Wanning???"

Mu Zixu repeated the name coldly, the aura around him growing dangerously oppressive.

’A "Song Wanning" important to Mo Yang Immortal Venerable... who else could it be but the one from the Lower World?’

’But isn’t she dead?’

A suspicion suddenly surfaced in Mu Zixu’s mind, and he was instantly consumed by a wave of fury at having been fooled.

CRASH—

The Medicinal Herbs at his side were swept to the ground, startling Ouyang Lin so much he nearly jumped.

"Master, what’s wrong?"

He looked at the Medicinal Herbs with a mix of heartache and fear, quickly bending down to pick them up.

Mu Zixu, however, seemed not to have heard him, lost in his boundless rage.

’Song Wanning dared to play me for a fool?’

’No, I have to go see for myself if it really is *that* Song Wanning.’

With a flicker of movement, Mu Zixu was instantly out of the room.

Although he clung to a sliver of hope, he had already confirmed a certain fact in his heart.

He had been played!

Played by Song Wanning!

The mere thought of it made rage surge to the crown of his head.

’Every time I run into Song Wanning, nothing ever goes right.’

’Did Song Wanning fake her death to deceive everyone, or did they team up to deceive me specifically?’

Mu Zixu clenched his fists, feeling an urgent need to see Song Wanning.

...

「On a peak of Lingxu Mountain」

Song Wanning had already chosen her spot.

It was a small courtyard with a three-story building. It had everything one could need—a lounge, a training chamber, an Elixir Medicine Room, and more—and its location was also ideal.

The peak she was on was where the True Disciples resided. The other Inner Sect and Outer Disciples lived on other mountain ranges and could not easily reach this place.

It was very peaceful here, and Song Wanning liked it a lot.

She had just arrived, and a few neighbors who were at home looked over curiously.

Before they had a chance to say hello, however, they saw Mu Zixu flying over from the distance in a rage.

As if sensing something, Song Wanning suddenly looked up, her eyes meeting Mu Zixu’s furious gaze.

The moment their gazes locked, Mu Zixu’s hands began to tremble with rage.

’It’s her. It’s *that* Song Wanning!’

’That hateful bitch!’

’She really isn’t dead?’

’Then what did my previous joy even count for?’

At this moment, Mu Zixu felt like an utter buffoon.

To make matters worse, Song Wanning even gave him a faint smirk, the provocation on her face almost completely unconcealed.

She might as well have had the word "glee" written across her face.

"Song Wanning—"

Mu Zixu squeezed those two words out from between his teeth, his killing intent completely irrepressible as it radiated outwards.

The surrounding True Disciples were rather surprised. Had Song Wanning, who had just ascended, already offended Mu Zixu?

After all, as an Alchemy Grandmaster, Mu Zixu’s status in the Wuji Sect was far from low. Many people had to give him face, as everyone would eventually have a time when they needed to request Elixir Pills.

Now that Song Wanning had made such a powerful enemy right upon her arrival, it was feared her life would not be easy.

"Mu Zixu, long time no see."

Song Wanning’s lips curved into a smile, her brilliant expression more dazzling than spring blossoms.

"Surprised to see me?"

She tilted her head, her eyes brimming with scorn.

’Back then, Mu Zixu tried so desperately to kill me. Now, watching me appear safe and sound, his lungs must be about to explode from rage.’

The corners of Song Wanning’s mouth crept upward, and her gaze turned mischievous.

"Heh..."

Mu Zixu fought to suppress the urge to slay Song Wanning, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

"You’ve got some real nerve!!!"

He was grinding his back teeth hard enough to shatter them, the hatred in his eyes surging like a tide, wishing he could tear Song Wanning to pieces.

Song Wanning stared back at him fearlessly, fighting spirit rising in her eyes. "Thanks for the praise."

’The enmity between me and Mu Zixu is already a matter of life and death, with no possibility of reconciliation.’

’Therefore, we’re destined to have a battle to the death!’

’But now isn’t the time. We are now sect-mates, and no matter the circumstances, disciples of the same sect cannot kill each other—at least, not openly.’

’And after a few encounters, she felt she had a good read on Mu Zixu.’

’This man is obsessed with face and is extremely arrogant, believing his status as an Alchemy Grandmaster makes him lofty and incredible.’

’Therefore, in all his words and deeds, he likes people to defer to him and flatter him.’

’If anyone dares to defy his wishes, he flies into a humiliating rage...’

’In a word, petty.’

’So, simply getting revenge by killing him would not be enough.’

’If possible, she would destroy everything Mu Zixu cared about, piece by piece, and make him feel what true despair was.’

’After all, for an Immortal like him to act against a Cultivator from the Lower World... that kind of threat was absolutely lethal!’

The two were locked in a standoff, invisible sparks flying between them.

After the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Mu Zixu sneered.

’So what if Song Wanning was powerful in the Lower World?’

’Now that she’s in the Immortal Realm, she’s still just someone who has lost to me before.’

’It was just... with Mo Yang Immortal Venerable protecting Song Wanning, it would be difficult for him to make a move. He certainly didn’t dare provoke someone with that Immortal Venerable’s combat prowess.’

’But Song Wanning must die!’

’Otherwise, when Song Wanning grew stronger in the future, he would be the one to die.’

’This was an irresolvable situation. He had to think of a solution...’

"Song Wanning, I advise you not to be too arrogant."

Looking at Song Wanning’s triumphant expression, Mu Zixu couldn’t suppress his anger.

"We shall meet again!!"

He bit out those four words with extreme emphasis.

’Song Wanning couldn’t possibly stay within the Wuji Sect forever. An opportunity for him to make a move would eventually present itself.’

’It’s just...’

Mu Zixu grew worried just thinking about Mo Yang Immortal Venerable. He didn’t know if that menacing god had left a Divine Soul Mark on Song Wanning.

’If he had, a single encounter would be enough for me to be sent to the afterlife on the spot!’

’No, I must increase my Cultivation as quickly as possible!’

’Otherwise, I’ll be forever constrained by others, with no chance to make a comeback!’

At this thought, Mu Zixu grew indignant, feeling that he was ridiculously unlucky.

One Daoqing wasn’t enough, and now there was a Song Wanning, too.

"We’re sect-mates now, so there will be plenty of chances to meet. Wouldn’t you agree, Senior?"

Song Wanning batted her eyes, putting on an innocent and pure facade, but the provocation was written all over her face.

From start to finish, Mu Zixu’s fists never unclenched.

He simply found that bitch Song Wanning to be utterly detestable.

Not wanting to torment himself any longer, he shot Song Wanning a vicious glare, then turned and flew off.

"Take care now—"

Song Wanning shouted with a wave and a smile.

Mu Zixu’s figure was seen faltering in mid-air, and then he sped away even faster.

Only after Mu Zixu had completely vanished did Song Wanning let the smile fall from her face, her expression growing serious.

’She might have sounded relaxed, but Mu Zixu had been entrenched in the Immortal Realm for many years; he surely had plenty of methods at his disposal.’