Chapter 689 - 696: Mu Zixu’s Fury

Situ Yue looked as if her soul had been ripped from her body, her expression ghastly.

"Junior Sister, what were you talking about? We couldn’t understand a single word."

"That’s right, Junior Sister. Why do you look so awful?"

Seeing this, her senior brothers grew even more worried. The two women had looked so secretive, as if they were hiding some dark secret.

The words snapped Situ Yue out of her daze, and she quickly shook her head.

She forced a smile. "It’s nothing, it’s nothing."

Song Wanning offered no explanation, just gave Situ Yue a cool glance. "You’d best watch your step."

’Since Situ Yue is an intruder, she’s destined to be my enemy.’

’It has nothing to do with anything else; it’s simply a matter of our positions.’

’They were fated to be locked in a struggle to the death.’

Having given her warning, Song Wanning didn’t linger any longer and strode away.

Lan Yue and Luo Xingyao both gave Situ Yue a meaningful look before following after Song Wanning.

The trio’s figures quickly vanished. Only after Song Wanning was completely out of sight did it feel like Situ Yue could breathe again.

She swayed on her feet, her heart in utter turmoil.

’Are those other transmigrators really dead?’

’Or is Song Wanning just trying to scare me?’

Situ Yue’s mind was a complete mess. A situation she had believed to be a surefire win had suddenly collapsed into this.

Now, hearing the concern in her senior brothers’ voices, she was no longer in the mood for her usual playful antics.

She was terrified. ’What if, one day, I’m abandoned?’

’I’ll go insane!’

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"Little Junior Sister, where are you off to?"

Luo Xingyao trailed persistently after Song Wanning like a shadow, his curious eyes fixed on her.

Lan Yue rolled her eyes at him. ’He’s clearly out of the loop.’

’Feng San and the others had cornered them at the Book Collection Pavilion. It was obvious Song Wanning was looking for a new Cultivation Technique.’

"I want to find a new Cultivation Technique."

Song Wanning didn’t hide it, stating her objective plainly.

Luo Xingyao understood instantly. He asked no more questions and followed Song Wanning to the Book Collection Pavilion.

While Song Wanning went to look for a Cultivation Technique, they didn’t go upstairs with her. Instead, they each found a book and waited on the first floor of the Book Collection Pavilion.

After all, they had to be on guard against any tricks from the opposing faction. It was best to wait for their masters to return before anything else happened.

Seeing the two of them acting this way, Song Wanning just shook her head with a resigned sigh. She paid them no more mind and began her serious search for a suitable Cultivation Technique.

Having learned from the previous incident, the Wuji Sect disciples they encountered now greeted Song Wanning warmly. No one dared to court disaster again.

Meanwhile, Feng San was taking the injured Ouyang Lin back.

As soon as they reached the foot of the mountain, both of their hearts leaped into their throats.

"Second Senior Brother," Ouyang Lin said, his voice trembling, "if Master blames us for this..."

Ouyang Lin was regretting it so much he could have coughed up blood. He’d lost face, and now he had to face his Master’s wrath. It was the worst luck imaginable.

Feng San was filled with regret as well. He was even starting to suspect this was all a setup by their First Senior Brother.

’He used his words to stoke my anger, tricking me into being the foolish cannon fodder while he reaped all the benefits!’

’What a vicious scheme.’

Feng San clenched his fists and promised, "Don’t worry. I was the one who led this. I won’t let you get dragged down with me!"

With a grim expression, he led Ouyang Lin up the mountain peak.

The moment they crested the peak, the figure of Mu Zixu appeared before them.

He was seated in a chair, and standing behind him was none other than their First Senior Brother, Wu Wang.

Feng San’s anger instantly evaporated. The sheer force of his Master’s presence sent a chill deep into his bones.

Ouyang Lin was just as pale, and his legs began to tremble.

Before they even got close, the two of them dropped to their knees with a THUD.

"Master, your disciples are useless! We failed to avenge your honor..."

"...and we have brought you shame!"

Feng San began apologizing immediately, his eyes red as if he were filled with immense remorse.

Ouyang Lin also kept his head bowed, looking deeply regretful.

Mu Zixu’s expression remained unchanged throughout.

But they all knew that the calmer he appeared, the more furious he truly was.

’It’s all that bitch Song Wanning’s fault!’

Both Feng San and Ouyang Lin placed all the blame on Song Wanning.

Mu Zixu stared at the two with a dark gaze. The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and a slap sent them flying.

CRASH—

They landed heavily on the ground, immediately curling up in agony.

Their internal organs had ruptured, and blood continuously trickled from the corners of their mouths.

"Master..."

The two of them cowered in fear.

They had long known that their Master was extremely cruel to disciples who made mistakes.

How could they not be terrified?

"Heh."

Mu Zixu slowly rose to his feet, his gaze like a knife slowly flaying them alive.

"I’ve trained you for so many years, yet I never imagined you would be so useless!"

"You can’t even handle a single Song Wanning. What use are you to me?"

He was so angry he laughed.

Song Wanning had only just ascended. It was one thing for his own disciples to challenge her, but they actually lost!

This was going to make him the laughingstock of the entire Sect!

When Daoqing returned, there was no telling how he would mock him!

At this thought, Mu Zixu wanted nothing more than to strangle these two disciples.

"Master, Second Junior Brother and the others didn’t do it on purpose. Who could have known that Song Wanning was hiding her strength so well?"

"They were only trying to avenge your honor, Master."

First Senior Brother Wu Wang stepped forward to speak on their behalf. He had to maintain his image as a caring and loyal senior brother, especially when it counted.

Especially in front of their Master. If he pretended not to see, his Master would surely be displeased with him.

But he never expected that it would have been better to stay silent. The moment he spoke, he reignited Mu Zixu’s fury.

With a lift of his hand, he sent Wu Wang flying as well.

The blow came so suddenly that Wu Wang was sent flying before he could even react. He crashed heavily to the ground, seeing stars.

"Hmph! Don’t think I don’t know what role you played in this!"

"You’re still far too green to be playing your little games with me!"

At these words, Wu Wang’s expression changed drastically.

’Master knows everything?’

His pupils constricted, and he felt too guilty to look at Mu Zixu again.

Mu Zixu glared at his disciples, his heart filled with bitter disappointment.

In truth, he had known about this plan all along but had not intervened to stop it.

He himself could not make a move, but his disciples had no such scruples.

But he never, ever imagined that Ouyang Lin, that piece of trash, couldn’t even defeat a single Song Wanning!

How did he end up taking on such stupid disciples?

Mu Zixu was so furious his eyebrows were trembling.

Just then, Wu Wang suddenly said, "Master, we miscalculated this time. We underestimated Song Wanning’s combat strength."

"But the Sect’s Alchemy Dao competition is about to begin. Didn’t Song Wanning receive Daoqing’s true teachings?"

"When the time comes, during the Alchemy Dao competition, we will definitely teach them a lesson they won’t forget!"

Wu Wang’s eyes were full of confidence. For Alchemy Cultivators, their combat strength wasn’t particularly high.

But in Alchemy, he was certain he could crush Song Wanning.

After all, Song Wanning was just an Ascender. She had probably never even seen an Immortal Pill before!