Chapter 247

Thus, another month passed.

Fu Mu and the other two who had gone out finally reunited with Fuguang, then joined forces to kill the three returning-vacuum-level beast-god clan members who had pursued them.

Returning-vacuum cultivators possess remarkable adaptability; after suffering one setback, this time they did not transmit the information outward.

So Fu Mu and the other two simply used the Yu Shen Fa to sever the "magic power" of the three returning-vacuum-level beast-god clan members, then disguised themselves as those three, taking control of three complete beast-god clan mecha battalions.

The three thus infiltrated the upper echelons of the beast-god clan.

Under the pretense of hunting down human returning-vacuum cultivators, they deliberately dragged their feet, leading the three mecha battalions to wreak havoc across several small kingdoms of the beast-god clan, stirring up widespread public resentment.

Precisely because they were returning-vacuum cultivators, and moreover three of them acted in unison, even the Supreme Elder Council had no way to deal with them.

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Fuyaxia.

In the most luxurious estate, a slender female beast-god clan member with gleaming scales lay lazily beside the expansive swimming pool.

Calling it a pool was misleading—its area was nearly equal to that of some small lakes.

Behind her stood two towering beast-god clan members, their expressions fawning, both at the early Spirit Transformation Realm.

Suddenly, the female beast-god clan member waved her hand: "Xiao San, go urge them—why hasn't my item arrived yet?"

"Yes, Battalion Commander!" One of them immediately shed his fawning expression, speaking solemnly: "Battalion Commander, those blind fools are slacking off your orders—shouldn't we…?"

"Handle it as you see fit."

"At once!"

Xiao San straightened his posture and walked away.

Meanwhile, Xiao Si stared with envy—how much profit must Xiao San be lining his pockets this time…

Fine.

In truth, he wasn't even called Xiao Si—but anyone who dared contradict the Battalion Commander in this period had "accidentally" been assassinated by human returning-vacuum cultivators and lost their lives.

He was still young, with a bright future ahead—he didn't want to "sacrifice" himself like this.

Xiao Si gazed fawningly at the Battalion Commander, hoping she would give him an order too.

But the female beast-god clan member ignored him entirely, instead propping her hands behind her head and gazing languidly into the distance.

Yet beneath this seemingly relaxed beast-god clan exterior lurked a figure utterly alien to the beast-god clan.

Exquisite features, clad in a white robe, the ends of her black hair shimmering like molten gold.

It was none other than one of the human returning-vacuum cultivators—Fu Mu!

'Yu Shen… this technique of the elder is truly unimaginable.'

Fu Mu mused inwardly.

This so-called 'Yu Shen' was not merely about seizing skin and qi signatures—it also took away memories, cultivation realm, and even fate patterns.

Any Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator who donned this skin could inherit the female beast-god clan member's memories, fate pattern, and most of her cultivation realm.

'Pity, this method has not yet reached perfection.'

Fu Mu had only achieved minor mastery of the Jie Fa Bi Tiangong; if she reached great mastery, not only would her ability to weaken the Dao Net's locking effect greatly increase, but the cultivation realm retained when severing a beast-god clan's 'magic power' would suffer no loss whatsoever.

If perfected, the severed 'magic power' could even surpass the original to some degree.

With this thought, Fu Mu gazed at the pool beside her, vast as a lake.

'Such opportunities are rare—must be cherished thoroughly.'

Fuyaxia was merely a small kingdom of the beast-god clan, with a population of just over ten million and limited territory.

Within the kingdom, there wasn't even a single returning-vacuum cultivator—only one Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator.

Thus, in just over twenty days, the mecha battalion she led had reduced the place to ruin, bringing the entire national system to the brink of collapse.

"Battalion Commander!" A voice came from behind.

Fu Mu's eyes flickered with impatience, but she rose from the lounge chair anyway. Though she'd purged them several times, a few still remained.

After all, opportunities were rare—she had to carefully maintain her persona.

A beast-god clan member in crisp military uniform swiftly approached her, each step precisely measured, without the slightest deviation.

Arriving before Fu Mu, he gave a perfect military salute, then handed her a talisman.

"Battalion Commander, the Beast-God Elder Council has sent word—please depart promptly to continue purging the humans!"

Fu Mu reached out and took the talisman, her gaze falling on the beast-head seal stamped at its top—her fingertip suddenly ignited a faint violet-purple flame.

The talisman turned to ash in the firelight.

"Tell those old fools I've received the message."

She waved her hand, signaling him to withdraw.

But the beast-god clan member did not obey—he frowned: "Battalion Commander, permit me to speak frankly—we've lingered in Fuyaxia long enough."

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"Tell them I've received the message," Fu Mu repeated.

"If we delay any longer, the Elder Council will…"

Before he could finish, the Battalion Commander fixed him with a cold stare.

"I now suspect you're one of those old fools' agents, sent here to goad me into walking into my death." Her voice held no warmth.

The beast-god clan member's heart chilled—he was about to explain when he felt an irresistible force seize his throat, lifting him into the air.

His magic power, his powerful soul force—all rendered useless in an instant.

Like a fish stranded on dry land, he felt suffocation, darkness swirling before his eyes, his life force draining away.

"So this is why you've been hiding here, doing nothing?"

A clear, spring-like voice drifted from afar, followed by a figure descending—slender as the beast-god clan member's skin Fu Mu wore, with pale golden pupils, cold and serene.

Fu Mu was not surprised; he raised his hand and tossed the nearly suffocated Beishen clan member aside.

"Ming, long time no see." After greeting him with a smile, Fu Mu turned and gave an order, "Xiao Si, take him away and deal with him."

"Yes, Commander!"

Xiao Si walked over to the unconscious, towering Beishen clan member and dragged him out like a dead dog.

Ming's expression shifted slightly: "Wait!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Si paused.

But then the Commander waved at him, and without further delay, dragged the towering Beishen clan member out of sight around the corner.

"Fu, that was a fine child—you shouldn't have…"

Fu was the name of this vessel.

"So, was he someone you planted here?" Fu Mu said coldly.

Ming was startled; he hadn't expected her to misunderstand so badly, but remembering her sensitive and suspicious nature, he didn't dwell on it.

"You should know I would never do such a thing."

"I thought so too." Fu Mu smiled and opened her arms, moving forward to embrace her.

Fu was still as moody as ever.

Ming sighed inwardly and raised his hand to stop her.

Fu Mu was perfectly content with this; if not for maintaining her good-guy facade, she had no desire to embrace a Beishen clan member.

She immediately returned to the reclining chair, her tone laced with sarcasm.

"Ming, instead of coming to persuade me, you'd be better off persuading those old fools on the Elders' Council." (End of chapter)