Yunmeng Immortal Clan

"Foundation Establishment cultivator! Song Daoyu, how could you possibly be a Foundation Establishment cultivator? You've been hiding right next to us without us noticing!" Mu Wenyao exclaimed instinctively from the side.

On the border battlefield of the Mu clan, the siblings Mu Wenhua and Mu Wenyao, along with the other clan cultivators beside them, were all shocked by the cultivation level displayed by Song Daoxuan, and remained speechless for a long time.

The cultivator who recovered from this state the fastest was Mu Wenhua. After all, Mu Wenhua was a cultivator who had seen many great things and had dealt with many Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Senior's supernatural powers, slaying a second-tier demon, are truly admirable!" Mu Wenhua walked to Song Daoxuan's side and excitedly cupped his hands in greeting.

Song Daoxuan glanced at the man. Although he knew the man had a sycophantic air about him, Song Daoxuan felt no aversion to him.

"It was merely a coincidence. It was Aunt Hong Shu from the same clan who severely damaged this demon, allowing me to kill it by sheer luck!"

Mu Wenyao stared at the figure intently. He had also thought that the man was extremely handsome and had taken a few extra glances at him before.

However, among her many suitors, there were quite a few who were exceptionally good-looking.

But a cultivator like Song Daoxuan, who not only has an exceptionally outstanding appearance but also has reached the Foundation Establishment stage, is someone I have never seen before.

However, Song Daoxuan, dressed in a green robe, did not pay any attention to Mu Wenyao's discomposure.

After all, he didn't like women who admired strength but lacked self-reliance; whoever married her would only be an obstacle on their path of cultivation.

Furthermore, there is no self, no person, no sentient being, and no life span.

Cultivators like Mu Wenyao, who are Qi Refining cultivators, will ultimately be nothing more than skeletons and dust after a hundred years if they cannot establish their foundation. Cultivators who can be seduced by beauty will only ever achieve minor cultivation and will hardly have any chance of attaining immortality.

Just after Song Daoxuan killed the second-tier demonic beast, the Black Fiend Vulture, the woman in the red dress stepped on her flying sword, transformed into a streak of red light, and fell in front of Song Daoxuan.

"Aunt Hong Shu!" Song Daoxuan called out subconsciously.

Upon hearing this, the woman in the red dress smiled and sheathed her flying sword, then patted Song Daoxuan on the shoulder.

"Dao Xuan, you're actually the number one Foundation Establishment cultivator among the Dao generation in the clan! I really didn't expect that. The patriarch said he sent a newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivator from within the clan, and I was wondering about that. I didn't expect that after so many years, you've actually reached Foundation Establishment!"

"However, today is not the time for idle chatter. Let's join forces quickly and kill a few second-tier demonic beasts. With the Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Bamboo Creek Sect, we should have a sure victory in this battle. However, the overall losses of the Mu Clan have not yet been fully tallied. The Mu Clan should be severely weakened this time!"

"Nephew Daoxuan, come with your aunt!"

Song Daoxuan nodded, preparing to go with Song Hongshu to the battlefield to search for traces of second-tier demonic beasts. After all, first-tier demonic beasts could be dealt with by Qi Refining cultivators, and for Foundation Establishment cultivators like them, killing even one more so-called second-tier demonic beast could quickly turn the tide of the battle, thus ending the war quickly and indirectly reducing the number of cultivators and mortals who died.

The words spoken by Song Hongshu and Song Daoxuan reached the team where Mu Wenyao and Mu Wenhua were, and Song Daoxuan's use of the alias Song Daoyu was completely exposed, instantly causing a huge uproar among the younger generation of the Mu family.

"Wen Yao, his name is Song Daoxuan. He's probably the fiancé you've heard about from the arranged marriage between your families!" A member of the Mu clan beside the woman in the green dress reminded her.

The woman in the green dress looked rather displeased and said in a low voice, "I know, I'm not deaf!"

It took Mu Wenyao quite a while to accept the reality before her.

"Are you kidding me? He's my fiancé, Song Daoxuan, fine, but isn't he a cultivator with five spiritual roots from Qinglian Island? If that's the case, how did he become a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

"Since he's a Foundation Establishment cultivator and extremely handsome, he's truly the perfect candidate for my future husband! No, I can't give him up!"

Thinking of this, Mu Wenyao immediately appeared before Song Daoxuan, her red lips slightly parted:

"I'm sorry, Wenyao didn't expect you to be the fiancé chosen by the clan and by Wenyao herself. Please forgive Wenyao's impulsiveness just now. Actually, Wenyao is quite satisfied with the marriage. What happened just now is off..."

Song Daoxuan glanced at the girl in the green dress in front of him. The girl in the green dress had a very shy and girlish expression. It was clear that it took a lot of courage for her to say these words.

Upon seeing this scene, Song Daoxuan shook his head, his eyes showing no lingering affection for the woman.

"What you like is nothing more than a Foundation Establishment cultivator. All of this is due to cause and effect. Since we are not destined to be together, Miss Mu, please don't force it. Let's just wish each other well!"

Song Daoxuan's words were like an invisible blade piercing her heart, completely shattering the woman in the green dress's illusions and filling her with extreme regret.

Then, in everyone's eyes, the woman in the green dress made an extremely bold and impulsive move: she directly crashed into Song Daoxuan's arms.

However, just a hair's breadth away from Song Daoxuan, an invisible wall of cyan wind firmly blocked the woman in the cyan dress.

Then the spiritual pressure unique to Foundation Establishment cultivators rushed towards the woman in the green dress.

The woman in the green dress instantly felt a sense of death rising from her heart, and instinctively retreated several feet in fear.

The wooden figure beside her swiftly steadied the younger sister, a woman in a blue dress.

With her younger sister by her side, she bowed slightly to Song Daoxuan, who was dressed in a blue robe.

"Senior, it was my younger sister who overstepped her bounds and broke the rules. I will take her away from here immediately!"

"I hope you'll think twice. If your sister dares to use this marriage as a pretext to spread rumors in my name, even if the two immortal clans have a close relationship, I won't hesitate to take drastic measures to destroy her beauty!"

Song Daoxuan glanced coldly at the woman in the green dress, then he and the woman in the red dress each stepped onto a flying sword, transforming into a streak of light and leaving the place.

After Song Daoxuan left, Mu Wenhua saw his sister's dejected expression and shook his head helplessly.

"Since this was your own choice, don't bring it up again. My Mu Clan has suffered heavy losses in this battle, and we may have to rely more on the Song Clan in the future. If you offend this Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Song Clan, not only the Song Clan, but also our clan will not be happy!"

Mu Wenhua felt that this incident might become a shadow that his sister could never escape for the rest of her life.

Mu Wenyao gave a listless "hmm," seemingly no longer interested in slaying demons on the battlefield. Mu Wenhua then gave an order to the servants in the clan, who then returned to the clan's territory.