Chapter 208: Separation

However, after witnessing the vast scale of the Fallen God Peak faction and the complex relationships spanning multiple provinces,

Li Muxian began gradually considering more practical issues.

For instance, as he knew, the entire Fallen God Peak sect occupied an enormous area and consisted of nine main peaks, with nearly ten thousand disciples alone on the main peaks.

If he had to climb each peak one by one himself, wouldn’t that be too exhausting?

“Does Master Hu know what Master Fu plans? Or what are your own intentions going forward?”

At this moment, Li Muxian spoke out, his expression thoughtful.

Hearing this, Hu Rui’an’s eyes flickered slightly; after a moment’s thought, he said:

“In my view, we should first reunite with the Guard Commander. After all, we have not yet established contact with the Tianjin Guard stationed in Lanzhou and cannot obtain intelligence on Fallen God Peak through their spies.”

“Moreover, in warfare, information is critical. If we act blindly without any clear picture, we are unfamiliar with the land, lack precise targets, and are highly likely to make fatal mistakes—only to achieve the opposite of our goal.”

Li Muxian said nothing, glancing at Hu Rui’an through the carriage curtain, then after a moment of silence, said:

“Master Hu, leave me a map of Fallen God Peak, then go rejoin Master Fu.”

At these words, Hu Rui’an froze in surprise and immediately asked:

“Won’t Your Highness come with us?”

Li Muxian shook his head.

“In my view, it’s unnecessary.”

Hu Rui’an’s gaze shifted, and he immediately bowed:

“If Your Highness has no intention of meeting the Guard Commander, then fine, don’t go—but please allow this subordinate to accompany you.”

Hearing this, Li Muxian shook his head again.

“No need. I only fight the hardest battles, and those people are beyond your capabilities.”

Though he said this, it was merely an excuse. What hard battle was defeating Fallen God Peak?

If there truly existed someone capable of such a feat, the Great Li underworld wouldn’t still have four major sects—it would be Fallen God Peak alone standing supreme.

The real reason was that Hu Rui’an and the others were useless beside him and would only distract him.

Of course, that wasn’t even the main point—if he truly had to climb all nine main peaks one by one, Hu Rui’an and the others couldn’t keep up with him.

After hearing Li Muxian’s words, Hu Rui’an found no grounds to object.

After all, with Li Muxian’s strength, mere foot soldiers were unnecessary; as for true experts like the Nine Peaks’ peak masters, they wouldn’t even be able to assist him in battle.

At this moment, Li Muxian turned to Shen Anran and Murong Xiaoya before him and suddenly said:

“Miss Shen and Miss Murong, you will temporarily accompany Master Hu’s group. I have some matters to attend to; we shall meet again after I finish.”

At these words, Shen Anran and Murong Xiaoya both froze. Shen Anran immediately frowned and asked:

“Why?”

Then, as if realizing something, she exclaimed:

“Are you planning to go to Fallen God Peak alone?”

Li Muxian did not deny it, giving a slight nod.

At this, the large black cat curled beside him widened its emerald-green eyes, its feline face filled with confusion.

Then Li Muxian repeated the same excuse he had given Hu Rui’an.

“Then with my strength, might I be of some help to Your Highness?”

Murong Xiaoya hesitated, then suddenly asked.

But Li Muxian glanced at her and said:

“No need. Your strength is indeed not weak, but Fallen God Peak is still far beyond you.”

“Moreover, I advise you not to use the Zhu Que bone’s power unless absolutely necessary—otherwise, you may lose control, and it will drain your life force excessively.”

Hearing this, Murong Xiaoya fell silent. Shen Anran said nothing; she knew her limits.

Whatever Li Muxian intended to do, her presence beside him would be nothing but a burden.

At this moment, Shen Anran felt deeply disheartened. She very much wanted this man, but the gap between them was too vast, sometimes plunging her into self-doubt and inferiority.

“Shen Anran, don’t lose heart. You still have a chance. No matter how many obstacles remain, you must persevere—otherwise, how will you ever win the Prince?”

Shen Anran drew a deep breath, then lifted her head—only to see Li Muxian stroking the large black cat beside him.

“By the way, leave this cat with you for now.”

Li Muxian noticed Shen Anran’s gaze and spoke casually.

After all, he couldn’t bring a cat to crush Fallen God Peak.

Hearing this, Shen Anran narrowed her eyes slightly, glancing at the black cat—clearly not pleased.

The black cat, however, purred loudly, stood up, leapt gracefully, and curled up beside Shen Anran.

Its behavior made it obvious: it understood Li Muxian’s words and obediently followed them without hesitation—immediately settling beside her.

Seeing this, Li Muxian brushed the cat hairs from his hands and prepared to step down from the carriage.

At that moment, Murong Xiaoya and Shen Anran spoke almost simultaneously:

“Your Highness, you will return alive from Fallen God Peak, won’t you?”

Hearing this, Li Muxian raised an eyebrow.

What kind of question is that?

He turned back to look at the two girls inside the carriage and said:

“First, I will formally respond to the question Miss Murong asked earlier.”

“What question?”

Shen Anran asked instinctively; Murong Xiaoya also looked at him in confusion.

The black cat, curled to the side, turned its eyes and lifted its ears straight up.

“Miss Murong previously asked whether I am the strongest under heaven.”

Li Muxian spoke slowly, then nodded:

“Yes. Undeniably so.”

“Of course, if anyone disputes this, let them come find me.”

With that, Li Muxian turned and stepped down from the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Murong Xiaoya and Shen Anran exchanged glances. Shen Anran bit her lip lightly and said:

“I still prefer confident men.”

…

Hu Rui’an watched Li Muxian step down from the carriage, hesitated a moment, then decided to try one last plea.

But Li Muxian raised his hand to stop him and said:

“When you meet Master Fu, remember to convey my greetings.”

With that, he took Hu Rui’an’s horse and walked forward, arriving beside the robed old man.

Yet he did not speak to the old man; instead, he lifted the little girl from the mule and set her on the ground:

“I prefer mules. Let’s swap.”

(End of Chapter)