Chapter 148: The Demon Sect's Holy Mother as a Slave, Serving with Devotion

Tsk.

Watching Liu Qingmei, who looked at him with a hint of smugness and a blissful expression as she waited for praise and reward, Ning Mu was deeply shocked! Even though he had already known about this matter.

But what he had completely not expected was that Liu Qingmei would actually be so meticulous, even going so far as to produce this "Slave Contract"! And looking at the terms and conditions on this contract, he couldn't help but exclaim.

This mature woman is truly skilled!

Influenced by him, she now seems to have become even more proficient in this Dao than he is.

She is simply like a lovesick woman who has sunk into a sea of desire.

"Husband~ A night like this is worth a thousand pieces of gold. That is the Demon Sect leader's woman, oh; playing with her must be very exciting!"

Seeing Ning Mu staring blankly at the contract, Liu Qingmei could not help but whisper seductively.

Tong Yuyue, who was to the side, could not help but secretly give Liu Qingmei a thumbs-up.

You really are impressive! Ning Mu put away the contract, looked at Liu Qingmei strangely, and slapped her buttocks with his large hand.

"Mei'er, I find that you are becoming more and more wanton now!"

Flesh waves rippled.

Liu Qingmei let out a soft hum, her complexion becoming charming and alluring, and those peach-blossom eyes seemed filled with vibrant spring light.

"Does Husband not like how I am now?"

Liu Qingmei blinked, looking at Ning Mu with trepidation.

"Or... do you prefer the way I used to be, untamed and unruly? How about I revert back?"

Liu Qingmei blinked her eyes, her face charming, and she gave a dry cough, shaking her shoulders twice as she prepared to restore her expression and dignity to the seriousness she had held as the Manor Mistress of Cangjian Villa.

At this moment.

Ning Mu reached out and pinched her fleshy cheeks.

"I like you in any form, as long as it is the most authentic you."

"The arrogant and serious Madam Ye gives me a sense of conquest!"

"The petite, obedient, and gentle Madam Ning also gives me a sense of satisfaction."

"There is no difference!"

Ning Mu grinned.

Ever since that night, after truly having Liu Qingmei on Ye Bufan's bed.

He discovered that the change in his cheap Master's personality was not just a little bit! It was simply a world of difference from before.

She had become more clingy, with an almost crazy doting and worship toward him.

In front of others, she was the high and mighty, peerless Martial Dao Divine Origin True Person, but as soon as she was in front of him, her peach-blossom eyes would be filled with water-like tenderness, as if she were about to melt.

But this was also a good thing.

It was much better than her keeping a straight face all day long even after they had already gone all the way!

"Hehe, Husband, go quickly; there is a surprise waiting for you~"

Receiving Ning Mu's answer, Liu Qingmei immediately revealed a satisfied smile, then pushed him, urging him to hurry to the backyard to enjoy himself.

Ning Mu did not act coy.

When he arrived at the backyard, several rooms were brightly lit.

Whether she sensed his arrival or something else.

The light in Liuli's room suddenly went out.

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow.

This pretty nun still hadn't moved on from the events of the afternoon.

Smiling, Ning Mu walked over and pushed open the door to Yang Yanqiu's room next door.

Hiss...

Seeing the scene before him, Ning Mu, standing at the doorway, was slightly startled, his eyes flowing with a touch of amazement and excitement.

Liu Qingmei was simply too amazing! Looking down from above.

He saw that in the small room before him, accompanied by a gentle breeze, the candlelight flickered.

Under the reflection of the candlelight.

A beautiful silhouette kneeling on the ground was cast long and slanted.

The owner of that silhouette was wearing a very modern camisole, which could not fully cover her exquisite and fiery body; her smooth, fair neck, the snow-white fullness rising beneath the U-shaped neckline, and the heart-stirring depth between that snow-white skin, all displayed her charm.

It seemed as if, under the reflection of the candlelight, her skin was glowing with a layer of red light.

Her waist was slender and graceful, and a black miniskirt could not hide her allure.

This outfit was something she had specifically borrowed from Liu Xiaoya.

It was all something Xia Chan had secretly asked Yu Linglong for extra.

Hearing that it was to be worn for Ning Mu to see, Liu Xiaoya immediately agreed without a word and lent this highly seductive outfit to her.

After getting the clothes, she returned to her room to change.

According to the requirements of the contract.

When by Ning Mu's side, especially when serving Ning Mu.

Aside from the necessary outer garments, there must be no restraint underneath; one must maintain an Empty Gap State so that it is convenient for Ning Mu to reach his goal immediately whenever he needs to.

Therefore.

For the first time in history, Yang Yanqiu was seeing someone while wrapped in such thin fabric.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Yang Yanqiu knew that the turning point of her fate was about to arrive.

She hurriedly smoothed her hair and, following the detailed requirements of the contract, knelt directly on the cold floor not far from the door.

Although it was late spring.

However, in this mountain forest, under the intrusion of the earth's energy, the floor remained cold to the bone.

After kneeling down, she looked toward the doorway with nervous apprehension, her star-like eyes burning with infinitely complex emotions.

Her face was as pale as snow, and a few strands of messy hair clung to her cheeks, yet they could not hide her stunning silhouette in the slightest; it was just that within her exquisite features, one could always sense a hint of hidden haggardness.

When the sound of footsteps drew completely near.

And that young man finally stood at the doorway, looking down at her from above.

Yang Yanqiu could not help but reveal a slightly stiff smile on her face.

She had wanted to follow the requirements in the contract details and show that kind of fawning, flattering smile as if worshipping a god.

But when it truly came to this moment, she discovered that she did not have such a low bottom line after all!

"Ma... Master!"

In the end, she forced herself to spit out this form of address that she was ashamed to speak.

The dignified Saint Mother of the Sun Moon Divine Sect, one person below ten thousand, noble in status, now had to kneel on the ground and display such coquettish behavior in front of a youth many years her junior.

That would have been enough.

Yet she still had to respectfully call him Master.

A dignified Saint Mother, a figure revered in the hearts of countless Divine Sect Disciples, had become the private slave of this one youth.

This sense of contrast made Yang Yanqiu feel incomparably ashamed.

While feeling humiliated, for some reason, a spark of excitement she herself had not noticed emerged from the depths of her heart.

"Slave Yanqiu, welcomes Master's arrival!"

Hardening her heart, Yang Yanqiu threw herself down, prostrating completely, abandoning the burning sensation on her face, and uttered this first sentence that led her into the abyss!

"Has your Cultivation Points recovered?"

Ning Mu nodded, not letting her get up, but asking other questions instead.

Yang Yanqiu was startled, then immediately looked up at Ning Mu and nodded, saying: "Yes, thanks to the Madam, slave's Cultivation Points have already recovered, and the injuries are not of much concern. If Master needs, slave can return to the Divine Sect headquarters now to plan the usurpation..."

Yang Yanqiu had a hidden agenda.

She hoped Ning Mu would not want her and would let her go straight back.

But such thoughts were too unrealistic.

She knew this herself.

"No need to be so anxious; stay in the mountains for a while and let your external wounds heal." Ning Mu smiled, then walked straight to the couch and sat down.

How could he not understand Yang Yanqiu's little schemes?

He did not expose them either.

After sitting down, a playful look appeared at the corners of his mouth, and he teased: "Sister Yang, do you still want this Young Master to behave himself now?"

Yang Yanqiu was startled.

But she immediately understood.

Ning Mu was talking about what happened this afternoon.

At that time, her flesh was almost pinched by the other party.

After reacting in time, she had told him to behave himself.

But it had not even been half a day.

The situation had completely reversed.

She gave an awkward smile, her face flushed red as blood, and lowering her head, she said: "Master is joking. Previously, it was Yanqiu who did not know what was good for her. From now on, Yanqiu is Master's private slave; life and death, favor and disgrace, all lie within a single thought of Master. Whatever Master tells slave to do, slave will do..."

Yang Yanqiu pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on the ground, flashing with endless shame.

A deep sense of humiliation rose in her heart.

She did not want this either.

But what could she do? Having signed that contract, she had completely become fish on the chopping block.

Whether she lived or died, her reputation, her dignity, and her honor.

Nothing was under her control anymore.

Who knew if that Martial Dao True Person Liu Qingmei was hiding somewhere in the dark right now, watching her.

As the 'supervisor', if she discovered that she had any disrespectful or rebellious thoughts toward her master Ning Mu, she would likely strike instantly to seize her.

"Then why not come over and be more proactive?"

Ning Mu's eyes lit up, and he looked down at Yang Yanqiu.

The feeling of having the dignified Saint Mother of the Demon Sect kneeling at his feet to please him was simply too satisfying!

Yang Yanqiu's Dai Eyebrow furrowed imperceptibly.

But she still blushed, her eyes filled with a mix of shyness and apprehension, and she crawled on her knees toward Ning Mu.

Then.

She reached out her hand, trembling slightly, to undo Ning Mu's belt.

"Don't use your hands, use your mouth."

"..."

A moment later.

Yang Yanqiu's face was as if it had been scorched by fire, redder than the sunset clouds.

Those eyes were filled with an indescribable complexity and embarrassment; she did not know whether to look down or look up.

Lowering her gaze, she saw the thing that made her heart palpitate.

"Didn't you refuse to let me touch you this afternoon? Now use them to please him well!"

"Mm~, how to please, slave does not know."

"You can't even do this? How are you a Saint Mother?"

Yang Yanqiu couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile; beneath that charming and bashful expression hid an unspeakable helplessness.

Who said that being a Saint Mother meant one had to know how to do these things?

Ning Mu teased her with a sentence, then began to teach her attentively.

Training such a Saint Mother wife actually had a unique flavor to it.

On the opposite roof.

Following the light from the window, one could see two graceful figures sitting side by side on the roof at this moment.

"Why does Husband always like doing this?"

Tong Yuyue blushed, unable to help but think of her first time.

But that time.

It was Liu Qingmei who had forcibly demanded that she use her bosom to comfort Husband's loneliness.

But since then, she had already done so countless times.

It was fortunate that her size was considered up to standard.

Suddenly, Tong Yuyue had a new discovery.

It seemed that the women by Husband's side were all of the type whose assets were wider than their shoulders.

"Is it you who spoiled him!"

Tong Yuyue turned her head to stare at Liu Qingmei.

Liu Qingmei rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, and said, "Just be happy in secret; if Husband didn't like it, do you think you could be like this now? You would have likely been sold to a wealthy family long ago to be a wet nurse for their little child!"

"Bullshit, you're the one who's a wet nurse!" Tong Yuyue cursed inwardly.

"I am Husband's wet nurse!" Liu Qingmei said with a haughty look.

Tong Yuyue's face was covered in black lines, and she pouted, "Stinky woman, you really have no shame!"

"Where am I stinky?"

Liu Qingmei leaned over directly, letting Tong Yuyue smell her.

Next door.

Liuli, who was meditating to calm her heart, opened her eyes.

Ever since Ning Mu stepped into the backyard, she had sensed it.

She had originally thought Ning Mu had come secretly to find her, which had caused a bit of surprise to well up in her heart.

But she hadn't expected him to go next door instead.

When Liu Qingmei forcibly made Yang Yanqiu sign the contract, she was not in the room, so she was unaware of this matter.

Not long after, she realized there were two more people on the roof ridge opposite.

At this moment, listening to the faint conversation coming from Liu Qingmei and Tong Yuyue, Liuli frowned slightly, subconsciously releasing some Cultivation Points to sharpen her hearing, listening to the movements next door.

You dog! Trampling on women again!

Liuli was instantly so angry her teeth itched.

She didn't know if she was angry because of Ning Mu's actions toward Yang Yanqiu.

Or if she was angry that this brat was being so intimate with another woman almost right in front of her, while completely casting her to the back of his mind.

……

Why meet at all, only to extinguish the candle and loosen the silk robes.

One had to admit, the charm of the Demon Sect Saint Mother was indeed quite flavorful.

The next morning.

Ning Mu walked out of Yang Yanqiu's room feeling refreshed, stood at the doorway, and stretched comfortably.

"Young Master~"

Seeing Ning Mu, the maidservants like Chunzhi and Xia Chan immediately greeted him affectionately.

Ning Mu nodded.

He was just planning to leave.

A door-opening sound rang out next door.

Turning his head to look, he saw the pretty nun Liuli Shitai walk out the door and stare intensely at him.

However, that gaze seemed to contain a bit of resentment and grievance.

"Morning, Shitai."

Liuli opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but after glancing at the busy maidservants, she stopped herself; she just glared fiercely at Ning Mu and then angrily prepared to leave.

"By the way, Shitai, I'm going down the mountain today to pick up some farm tools and settle some matters for the Gu Family on the way; will you come with me?" Ning Mu remembered this matter and said to Liuli.

Seeing that Ning Mu remembered her and that she could go with him, Liuli couldn't help but feel a slight joy in her heart.

However, she still pretended to be calm, her eyes shimmering as she glanced at Chunzhi and the others; seeing they were busy with their own tasks and not paying attention to her, she pursed her lips and asked with feigned displeasure, "When?"

"We'll set off after breakfast."

"Understood." Glancing at Ning Mu with feigned coldness, Liuli flew off directly, not knowing what she went to do.

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow and didn't say anything more.

At the same time.

On the second floor of the main hall, in Liu Qingmei's room.

【Notification: Congratulations to the Host for completing Task Two. Yang Yanqiu has signed the contract and shared intimacy with the Host's Xia Lu, Ning Mu, becoming his private slave. The Host is rewarded with 5000 Cultivation Points and 500 Heroic Couple Points!】

Looking at the notification that had popped up in the system last night, Liu Qingmei's expression revealed a hint of oddity and shyness.

It succeeded! The reward for this task is too generous!

If she came a few more times, wouldn't she be able to break through to the Divine Origin Realm very soon and aspire to that Half-Saint level, which is close to being a Saint?

Immediately, she did not hesitate to add all these Cultivation Points to her cultivation.

Cultivation: Divine Origin Realm 【True Person】 (60840/204800) + With this 5000-point increase, Liu Qingmei clearly felt her strength had improved significantly once again! Next.

She looked at the task panel again.

【Task Three: Purchase the item 'Fine Corn Seeds' at the Xia Lu Black Market, then cultivate them and teach the stronghold residents to plant them! Task completion reward: 1000 Cultivation Points, 100 Heroic Couple Points!】

She opened the Xia Lu Black Market.

She found the 'Fine Corn Seeds'.

Fine Corn Seeds: Selling price 20 Heroic Couple Points per jin. Grain seeds, edible for both humans and livestock; each mu of land requires about 4 jin of seeds. The yield per mu fluctuates between 1500 and 2000 jin, depending on soil fertility, planting management, weather, and other factors. An extremely precious agricultural crop!

Liu Qingmei took a look and was immediately slightly surprised.

This crop called corn has such a high yield? Even calculating at the minimum of 1500 jin per mu, it is more than several times higher than the returns of other grain types! But this price is truly expensive!

Seeds for one mu of land require 80 Heroic Couple Points.

Calculated out, if planting 10 mu of land, it would require 800 points.

Heroic Couple Points: 3850. After taking a look at her Heroic Couple Points, she thought for a moment, then consumed 3200 Heroic Couple Points to directly purchase the seeds needed for 40 mu of land.

Even under the worst yield conditions per mu, it could still harvest over sixty thousand jin of grain.

Moreover, the time from planting to maturity is very short; it can be harvested in about three months! In a desperate situation, this grain would be enough to support the entire stronghold for several months! Along with her purchase, there was also a copy of the Fine Corn Planting Manual.

Liu Qingmei could not help but extract it to read and understand it carefully.

【Notification: Congratulations to the Host for completing Task Three. Reward: 1000 Cultivation Points, 100 Heroic Couple Points!】

……

After eating breakfast and getting the men and horses all ready, Ning Mu led the people to set off down the mountain.

At the stronghold gate, he met up with Liuli.

Ning Mu rode on Old Driver and invited Liuli to ride together.

But Liuli glanced at the people following behind and refused with a cold face.

She had already lost all face yesterday.

Now she wanted to be a bit more reserved; she couldn't let everyone think that she, a nun, had no heart for practicing Buddhism but instead harbored desires for this young lad, Ning Mu.

More than an hour later.

A small town at the foot of the mountain.

Outside the Gu Family courtyard.

Compared to last time, there were clearly more people guarding the Gu Family today.

It was not because business was booming.

The furnace fires in that Wuji workshop had already gone out in several stoves.

Instead, a group of fierce-looking people were walking back and forth outside the Gu Family courtyard, each holding Wuji, eyeing them like tigers watching their prey.

At the courtyard gate, there was a temporarily set up sun umbrella.

Under the umbrella sat a table, on which were placed melons, fruits, and herbal tea.

The person sitting under the umbrella was none other than the person from Yunxiao Stronghold who called himself Wu Laoliu, whom he had met once many days ago.

Seeing Ning Mu bringing people over, that Wu Laoliu took a sip of herbal tea, then spat it on the ground and gave a wink to his subordinates.

Immediately, two fierce bandits dressed in tight-fitting clothes and holding large sabers stepped forward and reached out to block the path of Ning Mu and the others.

"Idlers stop; the Gu Family is not doing business, customers should go elsewhere!"

One of the fierce bandits said in an arrogant tone.

"Roar~"

Having his path blocked, Old Driver immediately let out an angry roar, shaking the two bandits so they retreated repeatedly, their faces filled with horror.

This exotic beast had such foul breath! Since it often ate raw meat, Old Driver's breath was naturally foul.

Seeing that his carriage was right inside the courtyard but his path was blocked, Old Driver was certainly unhappy.

Ning Mu patted Old Driver's back to soothe it, then looked at the leader of the bandits sitting under the sun umbrella with a domineering posture.

"I am Ning Mu, Stronghold Master of Ningyang Stronghold. This Gu Family is like a sworn brother to my Ningyang Stronghold, so I ask you all to show some convenience." Ning Mu looked at him neither humbly nor arrogantly and said.

"Grandfather, Young Master Ning is here!"

"Didn't I tell you to send a message? Why did he come?"

"I did send a message..."

"Let's go, let's go see!"

Inside the courtyard, the voices of Gu Qizhang and Gu Laozhang could be heard.

Ning Mu scanned the area and, seeing that these people from Yunxiao Stronghold had not caused any harm to the Gu Family and were only surrounding them, he felt slightly relieved.

It seemed that Yunxiao Stronghold also cared about their reputation.

"Ningyang Stronghold?"

At this moment, that Wu Laoliu of Yunxiao Stronghold stood up, spat on the ground, and while picking his teeth, said disdainfully: "Where did these stray cats and dogs come from, daring to ask my Yunxiao Stronghold for convenience?"

"Kid, don't think you can run wild just because you have an exotic beast. Here on Xima Mountain, if you're a dragon, you must coil for me, Sixth Master; if you're a tiger, you must lie down for me, Sixth Master!"

"My Yunxiao Stronghold oversees the Three Mountains and Four Ridges; does a kid like you understand the rules?"

"Daring to establish a stronghold on Xima Mountain, are you tired of living?"

Wu Laoliu snorted coldly.

Instantly, seven or eight people from Yunxiao Stronghold were seen closing in, surrounding Ning Mu and the others tightly.

Ning Mu had not brought many people on this trip.

He and Liuli, plus a male subordinate from the Action Team named Zhou Nanbiao, a female subordinate named An Xiaoxi, five other stronghold residents responsible for carrying, and a few mules and horses.

Suddenly surrounded, the five subordinates who were formerly disaster victims immediately had their expressions change drastically, shrinking their necks in fear.

Zhou Nanbiao and An Xiaoxi, however, had grave expressions; they drew the swords at their waists and stood ready in battle formation.

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow.

He understood from Wu Laoliu's words that to establish a stronghold within the bounds of Xima Mountain, one had to obtain the consent of Yunxiao Stronghold.

He knew about this matter; Tong Yuyue had mentioned it before.

But since Liu Qingmei was already a Martial Dao True Person, why would she need to pay attention to such rules?

Ning Mu was just about to speak.

At this moment.

The courtyard gate opened, and Gu Qizhang walked out, supporting his grandfather, Gu Laozhang.

"Wu Laoliu, if you have any grievances, take them out on my Gu Family; don't make things difficult for the juniors!"

Before he had even walked over, Gu Laozhang shouted in a voice full of vigor.

"Ningyang Stronghold is the former Tong Family Stronghold; no one is allowed to break this rule!"

Gu Qizhang also hurriedly added.

The implication was that Tong Family Stronghold was qualified to have a foothold on Xima Mountain, and now it was merely a change of name; Yunxiao Stronghold's reach shouldn't be that long.

"Heh, is the old man of the Gu Family finally willing to come out?"

Wu Laoliu revealed a sneer and looked back at Gu Laozhang.

Slap! Beyond everyone's expectations.

Wu Laoliu backhanded a slap, striking Gu Laozhang's aged face.

"Old thing, if it weren't for the Stronghold Master's order to treat you all kindly, do you think Sixth Master wouldn't dare to burn down your family's furnace?"

"You've let me bake in the sun for so many days; today you must give me a result, otherwise..."

Wu Laoliu's words contained a thick sense of threat.

As his voice fell, the surrounding Yunxiao Stronghold subordinates immediately filed in, swarming into the courtyard.

Clearly.

They intended to directly control the Gu family members and forcibly coerce them into agreeing.

He had completely lost his patience.

He had entirely forgotten the Stronghold Master's instruction to treat them with courtesy.

"Grandfather!"

Gu Qizhang was suddenly furious; he glared at Wu Laoliu and hurriedly supported his grandfather, who had been slapped to the ground.

Seeing Gu Laozhang slapped, Ning Mu's expression changed instantly.

"Master, inside!"

He said with a sunken face, shouting angrily.

Liuli understood immediately; she swung her Whisk, her whole body soared into the air, her toes lightly tapped the saddle, and then she rushed into the courtyard like an arrow released from a bow.

During the flight, she swung the Whisk in her hand several times in succession.

One could see streams of air, appearing as if they were tangible, generated from the Whisk and rushing toward the men swarming into the courtyard.

Ning Mu was not idle either.

Almost as soon as his voice fell, he used his intent to summon the Ten Thousand Might Flame Dragon Spear.

Then, with a flourish of the spear, he thrust straight forward, seemingly piercing the air and exploding with a sonic boom.

His whole body, like an arrow released from a bow, soared into the air and thrust directly at Wu Laoliu.

Following his action, Old Driver also acted as if there were no one else around, knocking over a Yunxiao Stronghold subordinate standing not far from it, and then turned around and opened its big mouth, biting another bandit in half at the waist.

Zhou Nanbiao and An Xiaoxi rode their horses to protect the five Ningyang Stronghold subordinates.

Sensing the biting murderous intent behind him, Wu Laoliu's expression changed suddenly.

He turned his head immediately; the fiery red spear tip appeared to him as if it had pierced the void, filling his eyes with horror.

He hurriedly raised the Nine-Ring Broadsword in his hand, his expression grave as he tried to block this heavy and powerful strike.

Crack! But the Nine-Ring Broadsword was merely made of common iron; how could it be a match for this Heaven-grade peerless divine spear in Ning Mu's hand!

Coupled with the fact that his own strength was only barely at the Zhou Tian Realm.

He was a full major realm weaker than Ning Mu.

Ning Mu's angry strike directly pierced the Nine-Ring Broadsword in his hand in two; the fragments scattered in all directions, and the spear tip, its momentum undiminished, thrust straight into Wu Laoliu's chest, piercing through him for a cold-hearted finish! "You, dare..."

Wu Laoliu's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Clearly, he did not believe that within the bounds of Xima Mountain, anyone would dare to spear a member of Yunxiao Stronghold, especially since he was the Sixth Stronghold Master of Yunxiao Stronghold! But Ning Mu raised an eyebrow; the moment his feet touched the ground, he violently twisted his hand, and the Ten Thousand Might Flame Dragon Spear made a full circle in his grip. The spear blade inserted into Wu Laoliu's chest also flipped, giving him no chance to say the rest of his words. His head slumped, and his life was completely extinguished.

As Ning Mu withdrew the long spear, his corpse spurted a stream of blood and then fell straight forward.

For a time.

On this small street, the sounds of slaughter, angry roars, and screams rose and fell.

But it was only for a brief moment.

Before it returned to silence once again.

"Old Driver, I told you not to eat human flesh!"

Ning Mu turned his head and saw Old Driver lying on the ground, feasting; in front of it, seven or eight corpses were piled into a heap.

An Xiaoxi, the former female Disciple of Cangjian Villa and now a member of the Action Team, was already vomiting while leaning against a pillar nearby.

Zhou Nanbiao's complexion was also not good.

As for the other subordinates, they were also pale, looking at Old Driver with trembling fear.

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow and scolded loudly.

The old driver hurriedly took a bite, then mischievously hid to the side.

Ning Mu suppressed his nausea and said to Zhou Nanbiao, "Dispose of the corpse; don't let it smell the stench again!"

"Yes!"

Zhou Nanbiao endured the urge to vomit, his face pale as he called over several subordinates to carry firewood.

Ning Mu put away his long spear, walked up to Gu Laozhang, helped him up, and asked with concern, "Are you alright, old sir?"

Gu Laozhang seemed to have been stunned by that slap.

He shook his head, and it took a long while for him to react.

During this time, Ning Mu glanced at the situation in the courtyard; there were no surprises.

With Liuli Shitai having taken action, it was naturally impossible for the Gu Family to be captured by those scoundrels.

And those scoundrels from Yunxiao Stronghold were all lying on the ground, their life or death unknown.

"Killed them?" Ning Mu asked.

Liuli Shitai walked over, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "This nun does not create killing karma!"

"Then this is..."

"They all fainted!"

"Alright then!"

Ning Mu raised an eyebrow, turned back to look at An Xiaoxi, and shouted, "Xiao Xi, find some rope and tie these people up."

An Xiaoxi wiped her mouth, stepped forward with a pale face, looked at the unconscious Yunxiao Stronghold bandits on the ground, and asked worriedly, "Stronghold Master, shouldn't we cut the weeds and eliminate the roots?"

She was worried it would provoke retaliation from Yunxiao Stronghold.

Ning Mu shrugged and said, "Killing them is useless; this is Yunxiao Stronghold's territory, and there are surely eyes and ears of theirs in town. This grudge is bound to be formed sooner or later anyway, so don't worry."

An Xiaoxi nodded and went to borrow ropes from the Gu Family.

"Little Ning, you must leave quickly!"

Only then did Gu Laozhang react, hurriedly grabbing Ning Mu's hand.

"These are all people from Yunxiao Stronghold, especially Wu Laoliu; he is the Sixth Stronghold Master of Yunxiao Stronghold and the younger cousin of the old Stronghold Master. Yunxiao Stronghold will certainly not let this rest!"

A flash of satisfaction crossed Gu Qizhang's eyes, but he also nodded, looking at Ning Mu with a grave tone, "That's right, Brother Ning. Here on Xima Mountain, anyone who has had a conflict with Yunxiao Stronghold has almost been wiped out in the end, especially since you killed him; I fear this matter won't be settled so easily!"

"If I leave, what will you do?" Ning Mu did not answer, but asked instead.

"We..."

Gu Qizhang glanced at his grandfather, and finally, gritting his teeth, said, "This matter is too big; we can't bear it. We can only move the whole family out of town to the city. Although Yunxiao Stronghold is strong, they dare not make an enemy of the Imperial Court. If we hide, we can always save our lives!"

"Enough idle talk; by now, someone has likely already reported the news to Yunxiao Stronghold. Let's not stand here stunned; let's run!"

"Mother, Second Aunt, hurry and pack your things; just take the valuables, and discard anything else!"

Gu Qizhang sighed and looked back at his family, who were already stunned and at a loss in the courtyard.

Previously, because Yunxiao Stronghold had not used force and only forced them to supply all their Wuji to Yunxiao Stronghold, they could still negotiate a little.

But now.

Wu Laoliu had died at the Gu Family's door; this matter had blown up too big, and it was no longer something they could gloss over just by yielding and agreeing.

"Come with me!"

Ning Mu smiled, looked at Gu Qizhang and Gu Laoyezi, and said, "Go up to Ningyang Mountain and open another smithy. Rest assured, there are experts in the stronghold; we do not fear Yunxiao Stronghold!"

"After going up the mountain, your smithy can still supply Wuji to other mountain strongholds in the Three Mountains and Four Ridges; I won't stop you, but you must also supply our Ningyang Stronghold with Wuji and various farm tools, how about that?"

Gu Qizhang and Gu Laoyezi were both startled, the grandfather and grandson looking at each other.

This was a good thing.

But...

Gu Qizhang looked at Ning Mu hesitantly and confirmed repeatedly, "Brother Ning, that Yunxiao Stronghold Master Zhu Yaluan is not only a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but Yunxiao Stronghold also has over a thousand skilled fighters. This is not something one or two experts can handle. Your stronghold is newly established; are you sure you can be an enemy of such a behemoth?"

Ning Mu smiled, pointed at Liuli, and said, "Do you know who this nun is?"

Gu Qizhang looked at Liuli and subconsciously shook his head.

He was just a blacksmith, so of course he didn't know.

"Her Master is the supreme figure of the Buddha Gate, Zen Master Poluo, who has lived for over eight hundred years!"

(End of this chapter)