The Ancient Zombie Emperor

When Xiao Mu returned to the Consonance Peak and changed into a clean set of clothes, he was greatly surprised to discover that Xiao Tianyou was no longer in the Consonance Peak.

Dai Jin changed her cold demeanour of rejecting people a thousand miles away from her in front of outsiders and laughed softly. That moment of flirtatiousness caused Xiao Mu to be stunned. Dai Jin opened his mouth and said: "That shy little fellow was brought to my father's study room. He said that he wanted to personally guide his cultivation."

After Xiao Mu heard this, he was stunned for a while. Then, he seemed to understand something and let out a bitter laugh.

"You should really thank that kid." Dai Jin said with a gentle smile as her eyes flashed.

Xiao Mu could not help but smile as he pulled the beautiful person in front of him into his embrace. Dai Jin cutely snuggled up to that firm and boiling hot chest, and when she felt the temperature that belonged solely to a man, her face couldn't help but turn red, but she hugged Xiao Mu tighter.

This scene was so cozy and warm that it was as if the man and woman tightly embraced each other, enjoying this beautiful and peaceful moment.

However, at this time, there would always be people who would break this peace.

"Hehe, the two of you are truly becoming more and more unscrupulous. You are truly causing the world to go downhill, and I can't bear to look at you all." Du Qian came over, tilting her head, and looked at the two of them ambiguously.

Today, she had taken off that veil. Although it didn't have that sort of hazy beauty, it was still more breathtaking than before. That flawless face of hers caused one's heart to palpitate with eagerness.

"Cough cough ~" Standing at the side, Ye Fei couldn't help but cough awkwardly.

The moment Xiao Mu and Dai Jin made contact, the latter's face flushed red.

"Hehe, big sis is so kind, I won't tease you guys anymore." Du Qian laughed, and her expression became serious.

Xiao Mu's heart trembled. He knew that Du Qian had something he needed to discuss with her, so he brought her to her cave residence.

After the two of them sat down, Du Qian opened her mouth and said: "Regarding the matter of you being punished, the one who pushed you from the back was Tang Ning."

Abruptly, Xiao Mu's tiger body trembled and the coldness in his eyes increased explosively. After a flash, his expression returned to normal. He knew in his heart that he couldn't avoid it in the end.

Three years ago, Tang Ning had already had a grudge with him. Three years later, how could he watch Xiao Mu slowly become stronger with his own eyes? When the elders of Righteous Hall scolded him that day, Xiao Mu already had a faint guess in his heart.

Xiao Mu did not mind, but Du Qian's next sentence made his heart burn with fury.

"Three years ago, your father was transferred out of the Flowing Moon Sect by the Divine Dao Sect.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A demonic aura burst out from Xiao Mu's body, and the entire Consonance Peak trembled. When Du Qian was so far away from Xiao Mu, her hair stood on end and she felt that she was under the fangs of a prehistoric beast.

This feeling was too terrifying!

At this moment, she seemed to understand Xiao Mu's calmness.

In front of absolute strength, all eyes in a conspiracy were like paper, unable to withstand a single blow.

"How is your current strength compared to Tang Ning?" Du Qian took a deep breath, and said with a trembling voice.

"If I don't use my trump card, I'll be inferior to him by a point." Xiao Mu said with unperturbed eyes.

"Hehe, it's my sister who is overthinking it. The Junior Xiao is really well-hidden." Du Qian regained her composure, and laughed: "Right now, the outer sect is the strongest clan in Mad Blood Association, and half of the disciples ranked 50th in the inner sect are from Mad Blood Association. Is Junior Xiao satisfied with this result?"

Xiao Mu's expression froze, he never thought that the Mad Blood Association would actually grow to such an extent.

After understanding it, Xiao Mu smiled. Ma Lie this simple and honest looking man was indeed coarse, but he knew that if the Mad Blood Association were to dominate the whole guild, it would definitely cause a situation where they were restrained by the other alliance. All the members of the Mad Blood Association he ordered, were not to bully others, and were not to instigate trouble for no reason, or else they would be expelled from the alliance.

In a moment, because of this order, Berserk Dream had been applauded by the inner sect disciples. He had become the lowest ranked member in all of Flowing Moon Sect's inner sect history, the First Alliance.

"Junior Xiao, do you want to take a look when you have time?" Du Qian said with a smile.

"Naturally." Xiao Mu laughed.

After the two of them conversed for a while, Du Qian left the Consonance Peak alone. All of this was witnessed by a black-faced disciple, who ran and rolled to cloud peak, begging to see Tang Ning, and told him about Du Qian visiting Xiao Mu.

"This adulterous couple!" Tang Ning gnashed his teeth, "What are your thoughts? Don't think that I don't know."

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Outside Flowing Moon Sect, five kilometers away. Under the cold wind of the early winter, the land was filled with a desolate feeling.

In the midst of the biting cold wind, a lone figure, thin and skinny, wearing a pudding robe and carrying the Eight Trigrams Movement Technique, was walking on the mountain while chattering. He only had a jug of wine as a companion, making him look rather pitiful.

"Hehe, old senior, since the sky is so cold, why don't you come in and rest for a bit before leaving?" On the mountain, a kind hunter invited The Sloppy Old Daoist in with a silly smile.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite." The Sloppy Old Daoist rubbed his dirty and dried up hands, dropped a pile of mud and walked into the farmhouse.

The hunter's wife was a warm-hearted woman. She had just come back from hunting a wild boar and had cooked a fragrant lunch. In the banquet, The Sloppy Old Daoist drank three big bowls of wine consecutively and smacked his lips as if he was savoring the wine's fragrance.

"Heh heh, old senior, why are you going out alone in such a cold weather, do you have any children?" the hunter asked.

"The old Taoist is alone and I am used to being free and unfettered. However, I do have an old friend who lives in this area. I am going to look for him. The Sloppy Old Daoist laughed and said.

"In that case, I wish that senior can find your old friend as soon as possible." The hunter laughed heartily.

After eating his fill, the The Sloppy Old Daoist left without saying goodbye. When the hunter realized that there was a pill on the table that was covered with blue and green stripes, a cool breeze blew over. If a martial cultivation was here, he would definitely be shocked. This was a second level Bone Molding Pill, and it was priceless, something that could only be encountered by chance but not sought.

It was also because of this that the hunter's wife gave birth to a child and became an expert.

The Sloppy Old Daoist continued to move forward, passing through the mountain ridges. Finally, he approached the Flowing Moon Sect, and looked at its silhouette from afar. The The Sloppy Old Daoist frowned, and started calculating with his fingers.

"This place is really strange …" "There are actually two completely opposite types of karmic luck, one decaying and the other flourishing … How strange!"