"Damn it, why do we have to meet a Transcendent Realm expert? Tomorrow we will arrive home," grumbled a swordsman.
"Maybe he's just resting and has no malicious intent," interrupted Master Wang, pretending to look calm even though his hands were trembling. "If I'm not mistaken, the Demon Dragon King's tomb labyrinth is not far from here and was recently opened. Perhaps he is one of the Sect Elders."
"But large Sect groups usually travel using bird monsters," said a swordsman in her thirties.
Suddenly the atmosphere became silent, they looked at each other confused about making the best decision so as not to be attacked by the Transcendent Realm expert.
"Don't worry, I'm not a follower of the Demonic Cult."
Xuan Ji's voice echoed in everyone's minds, soon a gentle breeze blew and he suddenly sat down on a rock. Then he grabbed an empty glass and poured warm tea into it.
"Hmm, as a tea connoisseur, this is the best tea I've ever had. Master Wang, do you still have a supply of this tea? I'll buy it all," Xuan Ji said, sipping the tea.
Master Wang was about to walk towards Xuan Ji, but Zhao Wu stopped him while winking, indicating that Xuan Ji's words could not be trusted.
However, Master Wang brushed Zhao Wu's hand aside and whispered that their fate was now in the hands of the mysterious man with a handsome face but half-white hair. There was no harm in trying to negotiate with the mysterious man rather than showing hostility, after all, it was impossible for the Heavenly Emperor Realm to fight the Transcendent Realm.
After walking in front of Xuan Ji, Master Wang immediately clasped his fist while bowing his body to show respect. "That tea is called Huayang Tea, picked from tea plantations that grow in the mountains surrounding Huayang City."
Xuan Ji nodded with a warm smile as he listened to Master Wang's explanation.
Li Ruoqing stared at Xuan Ji with a sharp gaze. She still couldn't see the depth of the mysterious man's Cultivation in front of her, only Sect Elders and Sect Leaders had such a depth of Cultivation.
"If Elder desires Huayang Tea, I will gift it to Elder. However, the amount is not much because I only brought a little. Initially, I thought not many people liked to drink tea, but it turns out my guess was wrong. It turns out that an Elder also likes tea, ha-ha-ha...." Master laughed while taking out a box containing Huayang tea powder.
"Merchants are extraordinary. Even in critical situations, they can still laugh warmly," whispered one of the swordsmen.
"Can such a trick be used to laugh one's way up the clan?" said another swordsman.
"Haven't you always been an obedient dog to the young master?" replied his fellow swordsman.
Zhao Wu turned to them with a frown. How could they joke around when their lives were at stake?
The three swordsmen immediately closed their mouths and looked away.
"Wow, Master Wang is so generous," replied Xuan Ji, accepting the box and immediately storing it in his dimensional ring. "Alright, you don't have to be wary. Let's travel together to Huayang City."
Master Wang and his guards were surprised to hear Xuan Ji's words.
"You might suspect that I'm a follower of the Demonic Cult, right?" Xuan Ji said again. "Actually, I am the Mu Clan Ancestor who has just emerged from closed meditation for a thousand years. When I came out, the people I met said the world was in turmoil."
After speaking, Xuan Ji looked up at the stars in the sky and then let out a deep sigh. A gentle breeze suddenly blew around him alone, causing his hair to flutter.
Master Wang was stunned for a moment; the scene was of someone heartbroken and longing for fond memories of the past.
He suddenly remembered that the Mu Clan was located in the northern region, directly bordering the monster forest and the great fortress mountains.
"Master, hasn't the Mu Clan been destroyed for a long time? The surrounding clans have also been devoured by the Demonic Cult. Did you just come out of closed meditation recently?" Master Wang asked curiously.
Zhao Wu immediately gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. If the mysterious man in front of him came from the north, then he could be one of the Demonic Cult's higher-ups.
Xuan Ji didn't immediately respond to Master Wang's words. Instead, he released a little of his spiritual energy to show that his spiritual energy didn't contain Demonic spiritual energy.
"Actually, I've forgotten where the Mu Clan is located, because the Technique I cultivated during my meditation is the art of the pure heart, which requires me to erase past memories. All I remember is that my name is Mu Ji." Xuan Ji deliberately lied, and if his name became famous later, then when Mu Xian heard it, his disciple would definitely come looking for him, thinking that Mu Ji was his ancestor.
"Sob... Sob... How unfortunate is your fate, Ancestor Mu Ji. You must be heading to the central region to seek information about who destroyed the Mu Clan." The chubby young man came out of the carriage, crying. He was Master Wu's eldest son.
Xuan Ji smiled wryly, feeling that his act had gone too far.
"It's alright, that event was an unchangeable fate. As the Mu Clan Ancestor, of course I will destroy those who have disturbed my descendants," Xuan Ji replied with a long sigh. But suddenly, blue flame spiritual energy surrounded his body, and the blue flame soared high, touching the clouds.
Master Wang and the others were immediately shocked and assumed it was an outburst of anger that had been suppressed by Ancestor Mu Ji.
Xuan Ji smiled warmly again and immediately took a sip of his tea. "Alright, forget about that. I shouldn't have done such a shameful thing."
However, everyone's expression looked sympathetic, so Xuan Ji felt a little guilty towards the Mu Clan Ancestor for using his name in his act.
Master Wang took out some delicious food from his dimensional ring and placed it in front of Xuan Ji. "I am a merchant, Ancestor Mu Ji. As a merchant, I always look for hot information circulating in the places I visit...."
He then recounted the events of the Demonic Cult's emergence, including several clans he suspected of hiring the Demonic Wolf Pavilion to destroy the Mu Clan. However, all the clans he suspected had been destroyed by the Demonic Cult.
Xuan Ji listened to Master Wang's words carefully. He felt that Master Wang's words were far better than the information provided by Gao'er.
The information that made him frown was that the Demonic Cult had actually infiltrated the major Sects for a long time, including the martial arts alliance. Even a month ago, the Elder who was the head of finance for the martial arts alliance was revealed to be a Demonic Cult Elder.
The Martial Arts Alliance Leader fought against him, but the Demonic Cult Elder escaped after exchanging a hundred moves with the Martial Arts Alliance Leader. He said it was not yet time for the Demonic Cult to fight the strongest Cultivator in the Tianwu Continent; they were still recruiting as many followers as possible while awaiting orders from the Demon Emperor.
"Demon Emperor?"
Xuan Ji choked and sprayed the tea he was drinking onto Master Wang's face, shocked to hear the "Demon Emperor" mentioned by the Demonic Cult Elder.
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