Chapter 161: Are You Trying to Kill Everyone!

Bodies littered the ground, and blood stained it crimson.

Chen Mu put away his bow and knife, activated the "Listen to the Wind" skill, surveyed the entire encampment, confirmed all were dead, then turned into a building and found a hidden underground chamber.

He knew the chamber's location only because he had seen Leng Yanfeng's memories.

The chamber was the core treasure vault of the Eight Extremes Sect.

Guided by Leng Yanfeng's memories, Chen Mu opened one stone chamber after another, taking the Eight Extremes Sect's century-old hoard.

Peiyuan Pills, Yangyuan Pills, Baoyuan Pills, Guiyuan Pills…

Cultivation techniques, martial arts, gold, silver, jewels, spiritual weapons, semi-spiritual weapons.

And various rare minerals, spiritual herbs and medicines.

Chen Mu carefully selected only the best, stowing them in his palm space.

Leaving the underground chamber, he tossed a torch inside.

Boom~!

Flames blazed fiercely.

Above and below, everything turned crimson.

"It's on fire!"

"Quick, put out the fire~!"

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Chen Mu strode out of the Eight Extremes Sect encampment, listening to the shouts from afar.

Chen Mu's figure flickered as he teleported, checking his cards along the way.

Three Qi cards, forty-five Neili cards, six cultivation cards, three equipment cards, eleven power cards, nine skill cards; the rest were either Jingli cards or Tili cards.

Having gained another Qi card, Chen Mu found a secluded corner and used all three Qi cards.

After using the cards, the "Duan Tianhe Qi" in his dantian was refined once more, elevating his cultivation and successfully reaching the peak of First Stage of Heaven!

As for the Neili cards, he kept them for now, waiting to use them all at once when he had more.

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With the Eight Extremes Sect resolved, Chen Mu officially set out on his journey to Shenshan.

North of Shannan Road lies the Zhou Empire's third great mountain range, the Tianmen Mountains.

The main base of the Giant Spirit Sect, Shenshan, lies on the southern foothills of the Tianmen Mountains.

Called Shenshan, it is in fact a small mountain range.

Outside the range lies a city.

Lingwu City.

Originally a small village inhabited by families of the Giant Spirit Sect, over time it grew into a vast city with a population of hundreds of thousands.

And the ownership of Lingwu City does not belong to the imperial court—it belongs to the Giant Spirit Sect!

The city's administrators are clerks specially dispatched by the Giant Spirit Sect.

The ones maintaining order are also Giant Spirit Sect disciples, though mostly outer disciples.

Chen Mu arrived at Lingwu City, dusty and weary; after inquiring, he learned that Huang Feiyang and Miao Xiuxiu lived inside Shenshan, and to meet them, he must first register and wait for notification.

He waited for two days.

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"Hahaha, Hu Zi, you've finally arrived!"

In a guesthouse in Lingwu City, Huang Feiyang, dressed in Giant Spirit Sect robes, opened his arms wide and slapped Chen Mu on the shoulder, beaming.

"Hu Zi, you're an uncle now!"

Huang Feiyang's face lit up with joy as he laughed heartily.

"Your wife gave birth?"

Chen Mu, equally delighted, asked, "When? Boy or girl?"

"Girl."

Huang Feiyang's face beamed with affection, recalling something, "The baby is so cute—ugly as sin when she was born ten days ago, but she's gotten prettier every day since."

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Chen Mu exclaimed happily. "I'm an uncle already—how fast!"

"By the way."

Chen Mu reached into his pocket and pulled out a small wooden box, handing it to Huang Feiyang. "Brother, this is a gift for my little niece—a spiritual pearl. Use it to bathe her in its infused water to strengthen her physique."

"This pearl is precious—when you bathe her, try to avoid others."

He omitted the true name: "Shengling Pearl."

Telling Huang Feiyang would only make him anxious.

Even if it were exposed, no one would dare steal it.

Within Shenshan, Huang Feiyang's status as a new disciple was clearly exceptional.

Upon meeting again, Huang Feiyang's aura had reached the peak of Postnatal Realm!

How little time had passed?

Clearly, the effects of the Shenneng Card were beginning to show.

With a master in the Heavenly Palace Realm, one "Shengling Pearl" was more than enough to protect him.

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"Good."

Huang Feiyang didn't overthink it, took the box, opened it, felt the rich vitality of the Holy Spirit Pearl, and his gaze froze. "This pearl is truly precious. Hu Zi, you…"

"I said it's for my niece, not for you."

Chen Mu interrupted, changing the subject. "By the way, brother, what's my niece's name?"

"Her nickname is Niuniu. Her formal name hasn't been decided yet."

Huang Feiyang smiled broadly. "Hu Zi, you're her uncle—why don't you pick one?"

"This…"

Chen Mu paused, then chuckled. "I can't think of anything good right now. Next time I come, I'll bring you suggestions. You and Sister-in-law can think of a few too. Then we'll pick the best one together."

"Fine."

Huang Feiyang nodded, put away the wooden box. "Come on, you hardly ever come—let's have a proper drink. Next time you come, I'll bring Niuniu down the mountain so you can see her."

"Alright."

Chen Mu agreed readily.

Right away, the two left the inn, found a tavern, sat down to eat and drink, and chatted about their pasts.

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"It's definitely him, no mistake!"

Outside a teahouse two hundred meters from the tavern, two men sat at a street-side table, heads bowed, speaking excitedly in hushed tones.

"The Chen fellow has finally come!"

"After waiting so long, we've finally got him."

"When Huang Feiyang joined the Giant Spirit Sect, I said Chen would come here sooner or later—and look, he showed up!"

"Send the message quickly!"

"…"

Excited, one man pulled out a bamboo slip and input the information.

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Hanning Dao.

Fang Clan.

"Hahaha~!"

A burst of loud laughter suddenly came from within a courtyard.

Fang Hongtu stepped out, still laughing as he walked. "Order the clan to assemble immediately—we're heading to Lingwu City! Chen Mu has been found! Hahaha…"

"Where to?"

A man of medium stature, with sword-like eyebrows and star-bright eyes, yet an air of noble bearing, heard the shout and walked over slowly.

"Chen Mu, the brat? Are you sure you want to go seek revenge on him?"

Fang Hongtu stopped, glaring at the middle-aged man. "It wasn't your son who died—you don't care! But my two sons were killed by that beast Chen Mu! I won't rest until I've slain him!"

"And then?"

Fang Hongdao replied calmly. "Chen Mu is a Potential Dragon prodigy and a Patrol Envoy of the Pacifying Authority. Do you think the high-ups there won't notice him? Kill him, and then wait for the Pacifying Authority to come knocking—do you want the entire clan to die with you?"

"I…"

Fang Hongtu froze, then glared at Fang Hongdao, snarling. "Patrol Envoy? When did Chen Mu join the Pacifying Authority? How do you even know that? Are you hiding information about Chen Mu?"

"Don't ask how I know."

Fang Hongdao replied calmly. "I only ask you—do you want to get the whole clan killed?"