Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 100 Ignore
"Swish..."

Hidden in the cave at the heart of the mountain, Chen Mu's small rain-calling and wind-calling spells had not yet ceased, but had become much smaller. Strands of rain were picked up by the breeze, making a rustling sound...

Manager Hu seemed to be talking to himself. He lowered his brows and was stunned for a moment. Then he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the defenseless Chen Mu, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

He pinched his fingers with one hand to activate his magic power, driving a gray-green light to rise from behind him, and then it flew towards Chen Mu.

As if it was infected by the thoughts and mood of its owner, the copper coin sword was moving at an incredibly fast speed, and its coldness became increasingly stronger.

"Ugh……"

Chen Mu sighed lightly and immediately summoned the Green Ivy Lion Head Shield. As his magic power poured in, the Green Ivy Lion Head Shield suddenly expanded like a cloth bag being blown up, barely blocking the copper coin sword before it reached him.

He actually wanted to pretend to be stunned for a while and try to find out more about Manager Hu's secrets, but he didn't expect Manager Hu to be so decisive, and his murderous intent suddenly rose.

The small copper coin sword could no longer advance, and was even forced back several steps by the recoil force of the Green Vine Lion Head Shield. The neatly arranged copper coins on it also kept shaking, which was obviously the sword's special method of relieving force.

Seeing this, Manager Hu frowned, was stunned for a moment and exclaimed: "You are not poisoned?"

Chen Mu sneered and said nothing.

"Impossible! I obtained that poisonous miasma from the Color Miasma Sect of the Black Wood Nation. After I got it, I even tested it... How could you, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, not be poisoned?"

Manager Hu shouted loudly, his words revealing disbelief.

"The Colorful Miasma Sect?..."

Chen Mu's heart moved when he heard this. The Black Wood Kingdom was adjacent to the Zhao Kingdom. Its territory was full of swamps and overlapping mountains. Its territory was not as vast as that of the Zhao Kingdom, so there were only two major sects of immortal cultivation, namely the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Colorful Miasma Sect.

The wandering cultivators who had participated in the outer sect trials were actually some abandoned disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect. For this reason, Taoist Zhang had made a comment in front of everyone that left a deep impression on him.

"The entire Blackwood Nation is filled with demons, monsters, and evil spirits..."

While Chen Mu was silent and thinking alone, Manager Hu's expression kept changing. He looked like he had encountered a difficult problem and was extremely conflicted.

After a moment of stalemate, Manager Hu suddenly smiled as if something had occurred to him. He said loudly, "That cultivator from Chixia Island is unworthy of being at the eleventh level of Qi Condensation. He's not even as good as Junior Brother... Senior Brother, I admire you!"

After he finished speaking, seeing that Chen Mu still had an expressionless face, he continued, "Junior brother is not an ordinary person. It is not his destiny to die. I, senior brother, do not want to go against the will of heaven. I hope that you will understand what I did just now. From now on, junior brother and I will support each other, okay?"

"This is the trial ground that Master Hengyun set up for his disciples from the Chixia Island lineage before he moved into the Dragon Palace. The key to entering this place lies in this Yunhua Mirror, which I obtained by chance seventeen years ago... As long as my junior brother puts aside our past grudges, this mirror will be shared by the two of us!"

Manager Hu was all smiles and kept staring at Chen Mu's reaction while he was telling the story, which was quite tempting.

Looking at Manager Hu, who had an expectant look on his face, Chen Mu curled his lips into a smile and said softly, "I don't care how you got the so-called Yunhua Mirror. I only care that just now, you had murderous intentions towards me..."

As the words came out slowly, Manager Hu's expression gradually cooled down, and in a moment it became extremely ugly.

Without waiting for him to tempt her again, Chen Mu immediately put his two fingers together and flicked it gently.

The next moment, the Zhaokong Sword flew through the cave like chasing the wind and lightning, making a crisp sound.

"Junior Brother Chen!..."

Manager Hu cried out in surprise and hurriedly called up the gold, iron and stone tablets that had helped him so much before to block in front of him.

"Ding!"

With a slight sound, the handleless flying sword pierced the center of the stone tablet but failed to penetrate it.

Manager Hu breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and shouted to Chen Mu again: "Junior Brother Chen, listen to me, between the two of us..." But before he finished speaking, his face changed and he stopped abruptly, as if he had seen a shocking situation.

But Chen Mu ignored him, pretending not to hear, and suddenly pressed down with his two fingers.

As he moved, Zhaokong Sword did not leave the monument and slid down suddenly, and a burst of sharp and noisy sounds arose again.

Manager Hu hurriedly controlled the golden and iron stone tablet to fall along with the Zhaokong Sword, trying his best to prevent the Zhaokong Sword from finding an opportunity to break through.

Relying on the power of the gold, iron and stone tablet magic tools, he was able to hold on for a while.

But there was no trace of joy on his face.

As time passed, Manager Hu's face became paler and paler, and his expression gradually became colder, making him look very chilly.

He no longer tried to beg for peace against his will, but immediately mobilized the remaining magic power in his body, clasped his hands together and moved his mind.

In an instant, the long red-gold spikes that nailed the monks from Chixia Island to the stone wall suddenly flew over as if summoned, and then turned around in the air, and their lightning-like spikes pierced Chen Mu.

"This is the moment I've been waiting for!" Chen Mu's eyes flashed, and he rushed forward with the Green Vine Lion Head Shield, then made a gesture with his right hand and moved his lips.

"boom!"

Lightning flashed, and a muffled sound echoed in the cave for a long time.

Chen Mu didn't bother to check whether Manager Hu was dead or alive. He left a waterfall on the spot, then stepped on the tip of his toes and retreated to the side.

"puff……"

There were two consecutive soft sounds, and the long nails covered in red gold finally ran out of power and fell to the stone ground.

"So powerful!..." Chen Mu secretly clicked his tongue. It was Manager Hu's final attack, which first pierced through the Green Ivy Lion Head Shield and then shattered the Waterfall Technique. It had far exceeded the combat power of the eighth level of Qi Condensation.

He shook his head slightly and turned to look at where Manager Hu was.

I saw that Manager Hu had fallen down lifeless, with no external injuries on his body. There were only several pools of blood with ice chips on the ground.

"Isn't this a fake death?"

Chen Mu muttered something, waved his hand to summon the storage bag from Manager Hu, and then cast a Fu Bo Water-Diverting Spell to wrap the corpse tightly.

With a thought, the rootless water suddenly exerted its force, and Manager Hu's body collapsed directly under the huge force. In addition, the white smoke from the Fubo Water Diversion Technique dissipated and gradually turned into a pool of blood, flowing into the depths of the cave...

Chen Mu's brows were slightly furrowed, his expression changed several times, and his whole face showed an unrecognizable complex expression. Gradually, everything seemed to calm down, leaving only a sigh of relief as if the dust had settled.

If Manager Hu had not had the murderous intention in advance, perhaps they would have escaped by now, and he would not be in this situation now, left alone.

After a while, Chen Mu's expression calmed down. He gathered the scattered magic weapons and then came to the rest of the corpses. He used the same method to clean them up one by one.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, I don't know where you are from, but since we are fellow cultivators... let's be buried where we die."

Chen Mu lowered his eyes slightly and thought to himself.

Without stopping, he immediately summoned his magical power and entered the narrow passageway he had come from...

(End of this chapter)