I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

"Yuan Xiaonu, even if I'm not your nephew and you're not my aunt, you can't do this! How can you face your sister in the future after doing this?!"

Yuan Bingqi leaned over and placed the recording stone in front of Mu Nanfeng. But after hearing Mu Nanfeng's angry shout, she stared at the boy with her beautiful eyes and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

Mu Nanfeng: ...

[Ding~ The host thought that Yuan Bingqi, the cheap aunt, wanted to use the host's true identity as a threat to do something improper with the host's nephew, but she didn't expect that it was the host who was being sentimental. The achievement "I am a clown" was achieved~Shame value +2000]

Yuan Bingqi ignored Mu Nanfeng's nonsense, shook the record stone in his hand, and said indifferently: "Do you know what the consequences will be if the matter here is exposed to the Shenmu Army?"

"..."

"Then the Shenmu Army will no longer have any hostility towards me. Instead, they will become my helpers and help me kill you, the fake Shenwu Emperor!"

Mu Nanfeng naturally understood the pros and cons of this. The Shenmu Army was his... no, it was the men's army trained by the original owner. There were not many people, but there were also three thousand of them, and the ordinary soldiers among them were all in the realm of manifesting gods, there were also dozens of people in the Jindan realm, a few in the Yuanying realm, and the commander-in-chief among them was a great tribulation-transcending expert.

Although there were only a thousand Shenmu soldiers left after the war that destroyed the country two months ago, it was still a formidable army.

The scary thing is not how many immortal cultivators they have or how high their realm is. After all, whether it is Daxia or Daqin East China Sea, it is not difficult to form such an elite army if they put in some effort.

What makes the Shenmu Army so frightening to all the Tiannv forces is that they have an astonishingly high degree of tacit understanding.

In this world, the most important criterion for measuring the strength of an army is not the number of soldiers, the number of immortal cultivators, or the leadership ability of the commander... but the degree of tacit understanding between soldiers, and the degree of recognition of themselves, their comrades, and their commander.

The higher the degree of tacit understanding between the armies, the greater the power of the battle formation they can exert.

For example, the Shenmu Army, the battle formations they used were able to compete with the Shenhe strongmen and not be at a disadvantage.

This has never happened in Tiannv Continent.

Therefore, the Shenmu Army was always invincible on the battlefield, until the war of extermination, when they met the Goddess...

Having said so much, what I mean is that once the Shenmu Army finds out that Mu Nanfeng is an impostor, they, an army that can stand on equal footing with the powerful Shenhe men, will immediately point their spearheads at Mu Nanfeng and do everything they can to kill this impostor and avenge their lord.

To provoke a powerful god is undoubtedly to seek death.

That's why Yuan Bingqi didn't dare to kill Mu Nanfeng, and Mu Nanfeng doesn't dare to resist Yuan Bingqi now, because she holds the handle on him...

Mu Nanfeng huddled his small body, his eyes fixed on the recording stone in front of him.

"Ding--"

She tapped the stone surface with her slender fingers, turned her wrist, and the record stone disappeared.

"Okay, Mu Nanfeng, I don't need to reveal what's in the record stone, but..."

You have no martial arts wine, martial arts, and spirits.

Yuan Bingqi leaned forward, her holy veil dancing in the wind. She stretched out her slender hand covered in semi-transparent gauze, clamped Mu Nanfeng's jaw, and lifted up his cute and childish little face. The woman looked down at her nephew's face, her beautiful eyes indifferent, and said in a serious and cold voice:

"You have to agree to one condition of mine."

78. Those who practice the Merciless Sword are all mentally ill

"What conditions?"

"Resurrection, my sister, your mother!"

"She is not my mother." Mu Nanfeng said calmly. He has his own mother, who is irreplaceable.

Yuan Bingqi let go of Mu Nanfeng's jaw, stood up and stood under the dim moonlight again, her eyes were calm and her eyebrows were slightly raised:

"Then from now on, Yuan Qingcheng is your mother, and you are the Shenwu Emperor!"

"..."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now."

Mu Nanfeng sighed and stopped dwelling on the matter. He said in a deep voice, "I know you are unwilling to see her die like this, but Yuan Qingcheng has been dead for more than two months. It is impossible for her to be resurrected."

"You brought Cha Yanyue back to life."

"That's because Miss Cha's soul is still there, and she died no more than a month ago, so I can revive her. But Yuan Qingcheng... It's impossible."

"impossible."

"impossible."

"possible!"

"Okay, okay, it's possible. How can you say it's possible?"

"We can use Beisu to revive Xia Qingji's mother..."

"No, how can it be the same?"

"Isn't it the same? Don't interrupt me."

"..Okay, go ahead."

"Legend has it that the nine goddesses each have divine power, and the ninth goddess controls life and death. Since ancient times, the gods have disappeared one after another, and the ninth goddess's divine power has been divided into nine parts and left in the human world."

Mu Nanfeng also found this legend in the original owner's memory. The power over life and death of the Ninth Goddess is called "God's Ninth Technique" and is widely used in many novels and stories.

"And Cheng Beisu told me that she has the ninth technique of God."

"She said? She did?" Mu Nanfeng was stunned: "Do you believe it?"

“I didn’t believe it at first.”

Yuan Bingqi stared straight at Mu Nanfeng with her beautiful eyes, "But after seeing you revive Cha Yanyue, I believe it."

"..."

"System, is your spell really the ninth spell of God?"

"Speak, quickly."

[Ding~Okay, indeed, this system does possess one of the ninth techniques, so it has the ability to resurrect.]

Mu Nanfeng looked at Yuan Bingqi and asked, "Just assume that I have it, then what?"

“Since Beisu is unwilling to tell me more information, but according to legend, the more complete the ninth technique is, the stronger the resurrection ability will be, and the longer the time of resurrection will be.

So what I want you to do is to find the second Ninth Technique, which will definitely revive the late emperor."

"Since Beisu seems to possess multiple Ninth Techniques, isn't she willing to help you?"

"She only told me the secret of the Ninth Art of God because I promised to pass on a message for her."

After hearing everything, Mu Nanfeng thought: "I can do my best to help you revive Yuan Qingcheng, but it's hard to say how long it will take. After all, divine arts are illusory and not easy to find."

"Ah."

"That's the only condition, right?"

Yuan Bingqi shook his head, and once again swung his sword with a cold light, and with a "swish", he placed it across Mu Nanfeng's neck.

Mu Nanfeng was unmoved, he looked up and said calmly: "What do you mean by this?"

"last question."

She looked indifferent: "You are really not him?"

"Oh, it's really..."

Mu Nanfeng said helplessly: "I have told you very clearly, I come from another world, he is dead, dead, if you feel that it is too unsatisfying for him to be gone like this, I will let you beat him up, okay?"

Mu Nanfeng knew how much Yuan Bingqi hated the original owner, the kind of hatred that she wanted to eat him alive.

A few months ago, the Great Sheng Shenwu Emperor created a technique that increased the Shenmu Army from 3,000 to 300,000 - the Nine Yang Immortal Scripture. That is, it allows all men in the world to practice normally like women, or even faster, with less innate Yin energy in their bodies.

So Emperor Shenwu ignored the opposition of the royal family, the advice of the previous emperor, the public opinion and any obstruction, even when he knew that doing so would inevitably lead to a joint encirclement by Daxia and Daqin, he still forcibly issued a series of decrees such as "men joining the army".

At first Mu Nanfeng thought that the original owner was seeking dignity and power for men in the world, but he discovered it after seeing his later memories.

The original owner simply wanted to become a god. With him as the source, the more men who practiced the Nine Yang Immortal Scripture, the stronger he would become, until he could become a god. These men would also be his sacrifices for becoming a god.

The original owner had planned to do it secretly, but unfortunately, he was reported by a traitor before he even started.

So despite pressure from various forces, the original owner still forced the plan forward, which thoroughly intensified the conflict on a large scale, thus attracting strong hostility from Daxia and Daqin outside.

Although external conflicts temporarily eased internal conflicts, the Shenmu Army did not grow much stronger in this war, but its number was reduced to one thousand.

In the end, Da Sheng was destroyed, and the former emperor Yuan Qingcheng also died in this war.

Died to save the original owner.

The reason why the original owner was able to escape death in the end was because Yuan Qingcheng blocked the knife for him.

Yuan Bingqi originally hated the original owner, and after this incident, she really hated the original owner.

If she hadn't practiced the Merciless Sword and been able to suppress and hide her emotions, she wouldn't have been so 'friendly' when she met Mu Nanfeng before.

Mu Nanfeng could only say that he was indeed a cultivator of the Merciless Sword. The original owner also cultivated the Merciless Sword, but what was the result? He destroyed himself.

Xia Qingji was right, anyone who practiced Wuqing Sword was mentally ill.

Yuan Bingqi had a minor illness, but the original owner had a serious illness. As for Yuan Qingcheng, she did not practice the Merciless Sword, but she also had an illness. She gave her country to her adopted son and even gave her own life. In the eyes of the Genji royal family, this was simply unreasonable.

"Will you hit me?"

Mu Nanfeng raised his face and said expressionlessly, "Go ahead if you want to fight me. I won't fight back. I'll just take it as a reward from the original owner for giving me this body."

"No, it's fine as long as he's dead."

Yuan Bingqi retracted her sword, her beautiful eyes calm: "From now on, you are him, Shenwu."

Mu Nanfeng shrugged.

"However, I would like to remind you that if you meet a general of the Shenmu Army in the future, you'd better pretend to be his character, otherwise you will easily be suspected by them if you don't know the Nine Yang Immortal Scripture."

Yuan Bingqi sheathed the sword and said, "Also, when you see me in the future, you must call me Auntie. Although he is annoying, at least he should follow the superficial etiquette."

"..."

Mu Nanfeng nodded helplessly, "Okay, got it, Auntie, do you have anything else to do? It's late at night, if you have nothing to do, please go back, your nephew is going to sleep."

Under the cold moonlight, she glanced at Mu Nanfeng's face with her beautiful eyes, and slowly approached him again. At the same time, a dagger appeared in her hand, and the blade flashed with cold light.

Mu Nanfeng frowned and looked up in confusion.

"If you don't want to become a retard, don't move." She said coldly, and the dagger moved towards Mu Nanfeng's eyebrows.

Mu Nanfeng frowned slightly, vaguely aware of something, so he stopped retreating, stood still, and let the dagger point at his forehead.

She leaned forward slightly, and the tip of the blade started from the boy's brow, moving downward, gently sliding across the bridge of the nose, the bead of the lips, the lower jaw, and finally to the center of the throat. The blade felt cold to the touch, and this familiar feeling reminded Mu Nanfeng of the time when he was practicing swordsmanship, when the sweat drops of his master also slid down along his brow...

He didn't think much of it at the time, but now that the dagger had stimulated him, he suddenly realized that Yuan Bingqi had arrived earlier than he had imagined, and had even slid the dagger across his face in broad daylight...

at this time,

The dagger was raised high into the air, and a wisp of inky black air was pulled out from between the eyebrows, which suddenly dissipated in the air.

Mu Nanfeng looked up in surprise.

"The Merciless Sword - The Cooling Spirit Curse." Yuan Bingqi said calmly, "If it was him, he would definitely be able to sense it. It seems like you are really not him."

"..."

She still doesn't believe it! Mu Nanfeng was speechless, but that wasn't the point now.

The point is, the magical spell to bring joy to the soul?

The Merciless Sword trains the three souls and seven spirits. It has special spells for the three souls, namely Taiguang, Shuangling and Youjing.

Shuangling generally represents a person's intelligence, judgment, memory, and logical ability...

As for the Jiangshuang Ling Mantra, as the name suggests...

Lowered intelligence? Mu Nanfeng frowned. No wonder he always felt slow in thinking after waking up. He thought it was because he was too tired from practicing swordsmanship...

No wonder I was able to forget something as deadly as the Recording Stone.

Mu Nanfeng's eyelids twitched slightly, and he held his forehead and sighed. It was troublesome to become a mortal.

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79. The Cold Master and the Stupid Disciple

"System, why didn't you remind me of such an important thing?"

[You didn't ask]

"You won't tell me unless I ask?!"

[yes]