"This is Luoyang! It's so prosperous!"

After several days of travel, the Qingxuan Sect group finally entered the city successfully.

The streets were bustling with traffic, lined with shops selling all kinds of goods, and vendors were calling out loudly. The streets and alleys were filled with the lively atmosphere of a bustling market.

People came and went, all dressed in ancient costumes.

Chen Nian looked around with curiosity. Compared to Gu Qingyue's place, this was the real ancient city in a fantasy world.

There were also storytellers with loud voices by the roadside, and a group of children were gathered around listening to their stories.

"Let's talk about thirty years ago."

"Heroes vie for supremacy across the Nine Provinces, and major forces are constantly at odds."

"A prodigy has been born in the Heavenly Demon Palace, named Jun Moxie. He possesses both strength and ambition, and desires to unify the Nine Provinces!"

"But his dream was shattered simply because someone named Mu Qiufeng came into the world."

The storyteller spoke with great passion and fervor, his spittle flying everywhere.

The children then asked, "Grandpa, who is Mu Qiufeng?"

There's a saying in the martial arts world: "Since Jun Moxie was born, why was Mu Qiufeng born? It's because Mu Qiufeng is an insurmountable mountain for Jun Moxie."

"He's too strong, strong enough to single-handedly annihilate the top ten experts of the Heavenly Demon Palace, almost invincible!"

"But later, Mu Qiufeng still died."

The storyteller sighed deeply, filled with regret.

The children immediately panicked: "Grandpa, he was so powerful, why did he die?"

"Because Jun Moxie came up with a plan."

"He sent his own younger sister, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Palace at the time, to Mu Qiufeng's side. No matter how strong he was, he ultimately could not escape the entanglement of love."

"After Mu Qiufeng fell in love with the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect, Jun Moxie sent people to capture the Holy Maiden and set up a trap for Mu Qiufeng."

"Kids, guess what?"

The children innocently scratched their heads: "Did Mu Qiufeng fall into a trap and die?"

"No! He stormed into the Heavenly Demon Palace alone with his sword, killing gods and Buddhas alike, slaughtering everyone in the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

"It's just a pity that he was poisoned while trying to save the Demon Saintess."

"Mu Qiufeng did not kill Jun Moxie, only because he was his lover's brother, but he left him with a sword wound. Because of that sword wound, Jun Moxie has not appeared in the martial world for thirty years, and the Heavenly Demon Palace has gradually declined."

Children: "Did Mu Qiufeng die from poisoning?"

The storyteller said, "No. As a righteous person, it was ultimately a mistake for him to fall in love with a witch. Later, when the four holy lands wanted to get rid of the witch, he killed all the powerful figures from the four holy lands before finally dying in the bamboo forest where he lived in seclusion."

"This is the story of the legendary figure Mu Qiufeng."

The storyteller laughed loudly, "That's all for today. Tomorrow I will tell you the story of the divine son Mu Yun."

"It's said that Mu Yun, who recently disappeared, has returned and will soon be attending the Cangshan Sword Tournament hosted by the Four Holy Lands. We'll see his prowess again then!"

Chen Nian listened with great interest.

He asked his senior brother, "What is the Cangshan Sword Tournament?"

"Held once every ten years, this competition is contested by the most recent three generations of disciples from the four holy lands. The winner can become the leader of the four holy lands within ten years—a supreme honor!"

"You didn't know this, Chen Nian? I really suspect you grew up in the deep mountains."

"What a pity! It would be so much more exciting if we could go and watch the battle live. It would be a true grand event where heroes vie for supremacy..."

"Hey, do you think we could benefit from Chen Nian's fame and be spectators?"

"You're overthinking it. Chen Nian might be able to go, but we're probably not qualified."

Soon, the group found an inn to stay at.

The master instructed, "Alright, you are free to do as you please now, but remember not to cause trouble. Our Qingxuan Sect has always been low-key."

A senior apprentice approached Chen Nian, revealing a knowing smile that all men would understand.

"Junior Brother Chen, shall we meet tonight? I'll take you out for some fun."

"Can."

........

in fact.

The Heavenly Demon Palace was not completely destroyed.

The severely injured Jun Moxie, along with his remaining followers, retreated to the deep mountains to recuperate.

Like rats in a sewer, they dare not see the light of day.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Jun Moxie sat on the stone platform and coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

The sword wound on his chest had tormented him for nearly thirty years!

The sword wound inflicted by Mu Qiufeng cannot be healed by any divine physician or miraculous medicine in the world...

His cultivation level also dropped from the seventh realm, the Sun Realm, to the fifth realm, the Flying Star Realm.

"My Lord Demon Lord, are you alright...?"

"roll!"

Jun Moxie suddenly flicked his sleeve, and a palm strike sent his subordinate flying.

He was unwilling to accept it, he was furious!

He should have been the one to dominate the tides of the times, but instead he became Mu Qiufeng.

Even though he's already dead, the wounds he suffered continue to torment him!

"Damn it, damn it!"

Just then, a subordinate came down to report.

"My Lord Demon Lord, a guest requests an audience, saying... that he can heal your injuries."

"Let it in."

Jun Moxie had long since given up hope. Countless people came to treat him, but none of them ever walked out alive.

Because he killed those who couldn't be cured.

Looks like there will be another corpse today.

Soon, the man came in.

To Jun Moxie's surprise, the newcomer did not possess any Xuan Qi aura, which was quite strange.

"Can you cure me?"

"able."

The newcomer smiled and took out a black magic core from his pocket.

The demon core floated in the air, shimmering with a dark, eerie light.

"What is this?"

"The Core of the Primal Demon God, swallowing it will not only heal your injuries, but also greatly increase your power."

"What?!"

A look of intense shock flashed in Jun Moxie's eyes, and he said coldly, "If you dare to lie to me, you will die a terrible death."

"If that doesn't work, you may kill me to vent your anger."

"Give it to me!"

Jun Moxie drew the demon core into his palm with a flick of his wrist.

"Wait. The Demon Lord needs to mentally prepare himself before absorbing this core, otherwise he might explode and die."

"What do you mean?"

"First, please allow me to introduce myself. I come from a force outside called 'Calamity.' If you wish to absorb the power within the magic core, you must pledge allegiance to us. The triple imprint will test your physical body, spirit, and soul."

"If you fail the test, you will die a horrible death, which is why I said you need some mental preparation. Lord Demon, don't rush, take your time~~~"

........

Mu Qingxuan looked up.

Two large, elegant characters were written on the city gate.

Luoyang.

"We've finally arrived!"

She looked delighted.

This journey has not been easy.

While flying in the sky on a sword, I was approached by cultivators three times. Later, when I landed and walked, men also came up to me to make friends.

"I'd better become a little uglier... so as not to cause trouble when I go into the city."

Mu Qingxuan took out a jade ring from her storage pouch and put it on.

Her face changed instantly.

She went from a stunningly beautiful young woman to a middle-aged woman.

This "disguise ring" is quite useful.

Even if those men are lonely, they can't possibly hit on an old lady, can they?

Mu Qingxuan happily stepped into Luoyang City.

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