novelraw Chapter 40 - Mu Nianci’s Whereabouts — The Cost of Deceiving Wang Xuan
Chapter 40 - Mu Nianci’s Whereabouts — The Cost of Deceiving Wang Xuan
Chapter 40: Mu Nianci’s Whereabouts — The Cost of Deceiving Wang Xuan
At this moment, the one dueling Yue Buqun was Deer Staff Elder, one of the two Xuanming Elders.
His signature technique was the Xuanming Divine Palm.
But Deer Staff Elder felt there was no need to go all out against Yue Buqun.
So he used only his short deer-horn staff to attack.
As for the others, they simply watched from the side.
Seriously? One Deer Staff Elder was more than enough to handle Yue Buqun!
Had this been before arriving in Xiangyang, Yue Buqun would have surely been defeated by now.
Luckily, after days of bitter, grit-filled cultivation, he had unblocked three of his internal spiritual meridians!
Though he had barely stepped into the first stage of Qi Refinement, his physical capabilities had increased dramatically.
For the moment, he was actually holding his own against Deer Staff Elder.
This deeply surprised Deer Staff Elder!
What’s more—he kept feeling like the way Yue Buqun looked at him was a bit… strange.
He couldn’t quite describe it, but it gave him the creeps.
Immediately, he stopped holding back. Spotting an opening, he struck Yue Buqun’s chest with full force!
“Go die!”
But the moment his palm touched Yue Buqun’s chest—Deer Staff Elder suddenly heard a soft, seductive “Mm-hmph” moan.
Huh?
What the hell is wrong with Yue Buqun?
Deer Staff Elder staggered back several steps, his expression unsettled and darkening.
At that moment, Zhao Min walked forward, clearly annoyed. She frowned and asked:
“What’s going on?”
“Reporting to the Princess—he’s been hit by my Xuanming Divine Palm. Death is certain!”
Hearing this, Yue Buqun quickly pulled open his robes—revealing a deep green handprint on his chest.
Though unfamiliar with the Xuanming Elders, he had heard his master speak of the Xuanming Divine Palm.
It was the signature skill of the Daoist of Hundred Damages!
A palm technique infamously sinister and venomous!
But aside from a chill upon first impact, Yue Buqun now felt no discomfort at all.
He quickly figured it out.
Over the past few days, he had been absorbing yang energy, and his inner fire was overflowing—he wasn’t afraid of this icy poison!
The secret technique he had traded for with Wang Xuan—truly miraculous!
Still, Yue Buqun wasn’t a fool.
He knew they had numbers on their side. If he didn’t come up with something, he likely wouldn’t survive the day.
His divine art wasn’t yet complete—how could he die here?
So he turned toward Zhao Min and spoke:
“Everyone—I know you’re here for Xiangyang. I can help you!”
“Oh?”
Zhao Min, hearing this, immediately gave Yue Buqun a full once-over.
Before coming to the Central Plains, she had done her homework on all the major sects.
So earlier, she hadn’t taken Yue Buqun seriously at all.
She never expected him to survive so many moves from Deer Staff Elder!
Although part of it was because Deer Staff Elder hadn’t gone all out, Yue Buqun could still be considered somewhat capable.
With that thought, Zhao Min pulled a jade bottle from the embroidered pouch at her waist and tossed it to Yue Buqun.
“This is Ten-Fragrance Tendon-Weakening Powder. Within three days, knock out Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and the rest. Can you do that?”
“Alright!”
“You agreed—if you go past the deadline, be ready to collect the corpses of your disciples!”
With that, Zhao Min turned and left immediately.
The Xuanming Elders and Ah Da’s group picked up the Huashan disciples like chicks and hauled them away.
In Zhao Min’s mind, since Yue Buqun was the sect master and so obsessed with revitalizing Huashan, he would surely care deeply about these disciples.
That’s why she used them as leverage.
Of course, Zhao Min wasn’t betting everything on Yue Buqun.
If it worked, great—if not, no big deal.
She had other backup plans for Xiangyang anyway!
Once everyone left, Yue Buqun’s eyes flickered with hesitation.
Should he return to Xiangyang to report—or find a place to hide and lie low until his divine skill was perfected?
As for those disciples?
Heh… they were just furnaces for cultivation—he could find new ones anywhere.
But if he went back to Xiangyang, he might not be able to escape again. True, Guo Jing and Wang Xuan were both powerful—and Wang Xuan especially, his strength was unfathomable.
As the saying goes: “Better safe than sorry.”
What if he had bad luck and something went wrong? All his efforts would be wasted!
To be killed by a single palm strike before mastering his divine art—that would be too humiliating!
Weighing pros and cons, Yue Buqun decided to find a place to hide and quietly develop his strength!
Back in Xiangyang, Guo Jing suddenly received a letter delivered by a Beggar Sect disciple.
The handwriting was clearly a woman’s.
Signed: Mu Nianci.
“Mu Jiejie?” (Big Sister Mu?)
When Huang Rong heard this, her first reaction was—fake!
She immediately asked Guo Jing what the letter said.
“It says she and Guo’er were kidnapped years ago and taken to the grasslands. Now they’ve been brought back to the Central Plains. I must go to a small forest northwest of Xiangyang before midnight tomorrow—or face the consequences.”
“This…?”
Huang Rong frowned.
It was clearly a trap!
They’re not even trying to act subtle!
Still, knowing it was a trap—Guo Jing’s nature meant he couldn’t just ignore it.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t be Guo Jing!
Unless there was a better plan.
“Brother Jing, you can’t go!”
“Rong’er, but…”
Guo Jing hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.
Reason told him Huang Rong was right.
But thinking of Mu Nianci and her son, he couldn’t bear it.
“I’ll go ask Young Master Wang. If Sister Mu really shows up tomorrow, then with his strength, I’m sure he can save her!”
“Will he agree to help?”
Guo Jing sounded unsure.
“Young Master Wang’s chivalry is no less than yours, Brother Jing—he certainly won’t stand by and do nothing!”
Huang Rong smiled.
From what she knew of Wang Xuan—if the person needing rescue were a man, he wouldn’t bother.
But if it were Mu Nianci—that was another story entirely.
So she was very confident.
That night, while doing her homework, Huang Rong told Wang Xuan about Mu Nianci.
Afraid he might refuse without knowing her, she deliberately praised Mu Nianci in advance.
“Though we haven’t seen her in years—back then, Sister Mu’s face and figure were just as good as mine, you know!”
“Is that so?”