"You don't believe him, but you should believe me!" Just then, Mo Qingtian walked in and said, "The rules of the Gathering Immortals Pavilion are not to be broken by anyone. Anyone who doesn't believe me can check in the inner hall. If it's false, I, Mo Qingtian, will never touch pills again in my life!"
Never touching pills again in one's life is worse than death for an alchemist, let alone a seventh-grade alchemist.
Mo Qingtian's words quieted everyone down.
However, they still couldn't accept the result of Mu Yun persisting for an hour inside the Immortal Connecting Cauldron.
Mo Wen didn't care about any of this, grabbed Mu Yun, and left directly.
In his eyes, these fame-seeking people were utterly despicable.
Nanyun City, Tianzhi Pavilion.
Tianzhi Pavilion was arguably one of the most luxurious restaurants in Nanyun City, its service and food being second to none.
All the recipes here were made from the meat and bones of spirit beasts, not only delicious but also possessing miraculous medicinal effects, making them a great tonic for martial artists.
However, the prices here are shockingly high. A single meal costs at least a thousand mid-grade spirit stones, and that's just the minimum.
A mid-grade spirit stone is equivalent to a hundred low-grade spirit stones, containing a hundred times more potent true essence; its preciousness is self-evident.
The Mu family of Beiyun City only earns a few hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones a year in net income. Converted to mid-grade spirit stones, that's only enough for a decent meal here.
"Brother Mu, this is the most delicious place in the entire Nanyun City. If you want to eat here, I'll bring you here every day from now on," Mo Wen said happily.
Eat here every day?
Only alchemists can afford to eat and drink to their heart's content here every day. Others, even a large family like the Mu family, would eventually run out of money just sitting around eating their fill.
"Old Mo, what are you doing at the Gathering Immortals Pavilion? What kind of power does this Gathering Immortals Pavilion belong to?"
"Don't ask, even I'm not entirely sure. Just don't underestimate the Gathering Immortals Pavilion, hehe. This is perfect; now that you're in the Seven Sages Academy, we can meet every day, and I can ask you about pills. Lately, I've been struggling with a seventh-grade pill formula, it's driving me crazy." "
A seventh-grade pill formula? Old Mo, you're amazing!"
"Not at all, it's all thanks to your guidance and pointers last time. Otherwise, I would never have reached the seventh-grade alchemist level in my life."
Actually, Mo Wen's statement was somewhat exaggerated.
This guy was just too stubborn, unable to see through some things. What Mu Yun had told him before was merely guidance.
Seeing the two so familiar with each other, Qing Zhi and Qing Shuang, standing behind Mu Yun, were dumbfounded. Who
was Mo Wen?
A renowned, high-ranking sixth-grade alchemist throughout the entire Southern Cloud Empire.
But now, he's actually calling his young master "brother"—what's
going on?
"Old Mo, how do you know Mu Yun?" Finally, Xiao Yun'er, sitting at the table, couldn't help but ask first.
Old Mo—Mu Yun dared to call him that, but she wouldn't.
"Haha… those are all things of the past, let's not talk about them!" Mo Wen laughed heartily. "Anyway, I'm very happy to see Brother Mu again today. I knew Brother Mu was a genius; how could he be buried in Beiyun City!"
"You two, sit down too!"
As the dishes were gradually served, Mu Yun looked at Qingzhi and Qing Shuang and instructed them.
Seeing that the two didn't move, Mu Yun said with a stern face, "That's an order!"
Mo Wen had ordered a large table of dishes; how could the three of them possibly eat them?
Even Qingzhi and Qing Shuang would probably find it extremely difficult to taste such dishes, so it was better to let them sit down.
Moreover, from the lowest rung of the crowd to the Immortal King, Mu Yun had risen step by step and was not used to being served.
"Yes!"
In the end, the two sisters, Qingzhi and Qing Shuang, couldn't resist Mu Yun's insistence and sat down to eat.
It must be said that the dishes at Tianzhi Pavilion were truly delicious.
Qingzhi, who had initially been somewhat reserved, began to eat heartily, while Xiao Yun'er was already so full she could barely stand up straight.
"Old Mo, now can you tell me about the Seven Sages Academy?"
"Of course!"
After a hearty meal, Mo Wen, slightly tipsy, said, "The Seven Sages Academy was originally established by the royal family, but over time, the various factions within the academy became intricately intertwined, and the royal family gradually lost control. Now, the Seven Sages Academy is openly controlled by five major forces. I don't need to tell you which five forces!"
"Actually, the Seven Sages Academy was originally named Nanyun Academy. The reason it was renamed the
Seven Sages Academy was because of the divisions within the academy." "The Seven Sages Academy is divided into seven colleges, each of which is secretly controlled by a large family. The five major forces control five colleges. Don't underestimate these five colleges. Eighty percent of the talents within these five major forces come from the Seven Sages Academy."
"What about the other two colleges?"
"Hehe, those two colleges are even more ambiguous. Those who enter those two colleges, whether instructors or students, have all sorts of messy identities. They seem not to belong to any one force, but they also seem to be connected to every force."
"Hmm!"
Hearing Mo Wen's tipsy explanation, Mu Yun nodded.
Agreeing to enter the Seven Sages Academy might seem like a casual agreement for Mu Yun, but it was far from it.
Upon arriving in Nan Yun City, his position as the young patriarch of the Mu family was insufficient
for him to establish himself.
Moreover, his task was not merely to break free from Mu Qingyu's control, but also to gain an understanding of the Holy Pill Sect.
Three years would be enough.
The Nan Yun Empire was, after all, a vast empire, and Nan Yun City was its capital. The Holy Pill Pavilion established by the Holy Pill Sect in Nan Yun City far surpassed its counterpart in Bei Yun City in scale and information.
Mu Yun's plan was to completely destroy the Holy Pill Pavilion established by the Holy Pill Sect there.
The Seven Sages Academy, with its complex web of power, was the perfect place for him to operate.
After a satisfying meal, Mu Yun needed to relieve himself and left his private room.
Tian Zhi Ge was a three-story restaurant, and Mu Yun was on the third floor. All the private rooms were currently full, but the soundproofing was excellent, and Mu Yun walked silently down the long corridor.
In an instant, a sense of crisis swept over Mu Yun.
Bang! Bang!
The next moment, a series of bangs rang out. In the corridor, the wall of a private room suddenly exploded, revealing four figures, each holding a dagger, pointing directly at Mu Yun.
"Cloud-Breaking Sword Formation!"
Four low shouts came from the mouths of the four people at the same time. The four daggers were like four short swords, each sword aimed straight at Mu Yun's vital points.
"Hmph!"
The moment Mu Yun entered the corridor, he sensed killing intent. The instant the four appeared, he retreated.
Missing their first attack, the four attacked again without hesitation.
All four were at the fifth level of the Spirit Aperture Realm, their movements synchronized, clearly indicating intensive training.
Together, they could easily kill a sixth-level Spirit Aperture Realm martial artist.
"Kill!"
A low shout rang out, and four figures controlled almost every blind spot Mu Yun could hide in, leaving him no way to dodge.
Seeing no escape, Mu Yun stepped forward. His voice was deep and resonant, and as he attacked, a pale blue lightning bolt slowly gathered on his body.
Clang, clang…
His hand clashed with the dagger, producing a clanging sound. Mu Yun staggered back, four bloody gashes appearing on his arms.
It should be noted that his body, after cultivating the Heavenly Thunder Divine Body Technique, had reached a terrifying level; even top-grade mortal weapons could not harm him in the slightest.
"Divide and conquer!"
Relying on his physical strength, Mu Yun ignored the three men and turned to attack the one on his left.
The man hadn't expected Mu Yun to dare counterattack under such circumstances, and thrust his sword forward, aiming straight for Mu Yun's heart. With a soft
"噗嗤" sound, Mu Yun moved with lightning speed, his body shifting, and the dagger pierced his chest, though not directly into his heart, but slightly off-center. Clearly surprised that Mu Yun would choose this method to fight him head-on, the assassin showed a hint of panic.
But even this slight panic was fatal. At the critical moment, Mu Yun's body shimmered with a faint blue light of lightning, and an electric blade hissed. Without hesitation, the pea-sized amount of soul power gathered in his mind unleashed its power. That soul power transformed into a thin thread, heading straight for the man in black. In the blink of an eye, the man in black felt everything go black, losing all consciousness. Mu Yun then threw a punch, striking the man in black's chest. A deep thud sounded, and the man in black was clearly wearing a defensive mystic weapon. Otherwise, this palm strike would have been enough to kill him. All of this happened in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the attacks of the other three had already arrived. But now, Mu Yun was caught off guard. The four assassins, all at the fifth level of the Spirit Aperture Realm, had come prepared, but he didn't have a single suitable mystic weapon in his hand. *Thud thud thud*... Three daggers plunged into Mu Yun's abdomen, thigh, and back, blood spurting out. However, once the three mystic weapons were inside Mu Yun's body, the three assassins were surprised to find that they couldn't pull them out at all. The power of lightning has a strong attraction to divine weapons, and Mu Yun's body was covered in lightning power. By circulating the lightning, he was able to forcefully absorb the three daggers onto his body. "If you want to kill me, you must kill me with one blow. Didn't your master tell you that?" Mu Yun shouted, raising his hands, and lightning seals appeared between his palms. Boom… A loud explosion rang out, and three figures were instantly thrown back, a trickle of blood appearing at the corner of their mouths. "Young Master!" Suddenly, a cry of alarm rang out, and Qingzhi and Qingshuang rushed over immediately. They hadn't paid attention to the fight outside, after all, it was in the Heavenly Pavilion. Only when they saw that Mu Yun hadn't returned and heard the fighting did they come out to investigate. They never expected that someone would dare to assassinate their young master in the Heavenly Pavilion. How audacious! "Leave them alive!" Seeing Qingzhi and Qingshuang make their move, Mu Yun coldly shouted. At the same time, Xiao Yun'er also rushed over, closely followed by Master Mo. "Brother Mu!" Seeing four daggers stuck in Mu Yun's body, Mo Wen's chest burned with rage. He had hosted Mu Yun's banquet at the Heavenly Pavilion, and yet someone had tried to assassinate him, and almost succeeded.