Chapter 93: Sister Mengyu Arrives

After swallowing the pearl, Jing Kun’s strength was like a cow riding a rocket—bull·shit soared to the heavens.

Then, Jing Kun’s massive claw swung toward Qin Mu with incredible speed.

Qin Mu didn’t dare to be careless and immediately dodged aside.

“Damn, I guess the Thirty-Six Stratagems’ best plan is to run!”

Golden Core Realm—how is Qin Mu supposed to fight that? With his head?

Qin Mu wasn’t stupid; rushing forward would be no different from seeking death.

Not far away, Chun Yunzi sensed the aura of the Golden Core Realm and called it bad luck inwardly, but he was entangled by two Demon Clan members and couldn’t break free.

“Qin Mu, let’s see who saves you this time!”

Jing Kun roared, his figure leaping suddenly over ten meters high.

“Damn!”

Qin Mu couldn’t help but curse.

With that kind of jumping power, it’s a waste you’re not competing in athletics.

Boom!

Jing Kun’s body slammed down, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Looking at the Jing Kun in front of him, Qin Mu couldn’t help but take a few steps back.

He could still fight Jing Kun at Foundation Establishment Stage head-on, but Golden Core Realm?

Impossible!

Jing Kun pressed in step by step.

“Only by killing you can I relieve the hatred in my heart and truly become the only outsider left in this world!”

“I can bear all taboos. By then, I will be invincible under the heavens!”

“Roar!”

Jing Kun opened his huge mouth and spat out a wave of True Qi.

Are you trying to evolve into Godzilla now?

Qin Mu hurriedly pulled out a Defensive Magical Treasure from his Storage Pouch.

Clang—

A heavy metallic sound rang out, and Qin Mu was instantly shocked into coughing up blood.

“Cough!”

Qin Mu gasped for breath, wiped his mouth, and thought that lately, spitting blood was becoming routine.

His body was getting numb; he’d need to replenish himself when he got back.

“Heh heh, heh hahahaha!”

Jing Kun now looked no different from a madman.

Bang!

Jing Kun charged straight at Qin Mu.

NND, fight to the end!

Qin Mu swallowed a Pill, gripped his Long Sword, and gathered all his True Qi to a point.

“Ha!”

With all his True Qi, the Long Sword pierced forward.

“Well done!”

Jing Kun’s eyes widened.

“Let me destroy everything you are!”

Boom!

The two clashed, but in an instant, Qin Mu’s momentum was shattered by Jing Kun.

Bang!

A powerful backlash force knocked the Long Sword from Qin Mu’s hand.

Barbeque’d…

Looking at the claw growing larger before his eyes, Qin Mu cried out that his life was over!

“You dare!”

A furious roar sounded, and a powerful pressure blasted Jing Kun’s massive body away.

Qin Mu was stunned.

While wondering who had acted, a faint floral fragrance drifted by.

Then, his body sank into softness, the floral scent lingering at his nose, a strand of hair falling across his cheek and tickling it.

“Mu’er!”

A familiar voice and embrace he knew well.

“Sister Mengyu!”

Qin Mu cried out with joy.

Turning his head, he saw the familiar, beautiful woman and immediately hugged her.

“Sister Mengyu, I almost didn’t get to see you just now.”

Young Master Qin burrowed within the soft, white embrace, finding the last warmth in the world.

Qin Mengyu reached back and gently cradled Mu’er’s head, comforting him.

“All right, all right. It’s fine now. Sister’s here.”

“By the way, Mu’er, where’s Sister Ruoshuang?”

Qin Mengyu remembered that Sister Ruoshuang had come with Mu’er this time.

“Oh, Sister Ruoshuang went back to the Sect to report.”

Feeling the warmth of Sister Mengyu’s embrace, all Qin Mu’s earlier tension disappeared.

Staring at the suddenly appearing woman, Jing Kun’s mind cleared.

He hadn’t sensed anyone acting just now.

The woman before him—her strength was absolutely extraordinary!

“Demon Clan scum, don’t think of escaping!”

A voice rang out, and a handsome young man rushed over, drawing out a Score that turned into a great net and dropped toward Jing Kun.

Looking at the net, Jing Kun felt a surge of fear.

He tried to activate his True Qi to escape, but the net moved like it had a mind of its own, descending rapidly and ensnaring him tightly.

“Damn it! What is this thing?!”

No matter how hard Jing Kun struggled, he couldn’t break free.

“Don’t waste your strength. This magical treasure is not so easy to escape from.”

The young man looked at the captured demonized one, clapped his hands with satisfaction, and turned around.

“All right, Junior Sister Qin, this person has already been—”

Halfway through, Li Wenji’s words stuck in his throat.

He stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

Junior Sister Qin, who never showed any ambiguous attitude toward any man, was at this moment embracing a young man with gentle eyes, her expression soft and filled with tenderness.

And the boy’s face was rubbing back and forth in Junior Sister Qin’s chest, truly making people envious… hateful!

Qin Mu turned his head and looked at the extremely handsome young man.

“Sister Mengyu, who is he?”

Qin Mengyu rubbed her younger brother’s hair and spoke softly.

“An irrelevant person. Mu’er, you don’t need to remember.”

“Oh, I see.”

Since Sister Mengyu said he didn’t need to remember, he wouldn’t.

After all, Sister Mengyu would never harm him.

After hugging for a while, Qin Mu tried to break free.

After all, with outsiders present, it was a bit embarrassing.

But Qin Mengyu didn’t think so.

When the person in her arms moved, her slender hand lightly tapped Mu’er’s small head, pretending to be angry.

“Don’t move. Mu’er, you’re being naughty.”

“But, Sister Mengyu, there are outsiders here.”

In private, if Sister Mengyu acted like this, Qin Mu would let her be, but he could clearly feel the gaze behind him stabbing into him like knives.

Li Wenji came close to Qin Mengyu.

Though his fists were clenched inside his sleeves, he tried to maintain a smile.

“Junior Sister Qin, may I ask who this Junior Brother is…”

“Senior Brother Li, please be self-aware. Who I associate with is none of your business.”

Unlike the gentle tone she used with her brother, Qin Mengyu’s voice was now a little cold.

Li Wenji’s smile froze.

He looked at the youth in Junior Sister Qin’s embrace and silently committed his face to memory.

Swoosh!

A sound broke through the air, and a figure in white flew over.

When Li Wenji saw her, his eyes lit up.

Since when did the Sect have such a woman?

Seeing her junior brother unharmed, Liu Zixi breathed a sigh of relief, then bowed to Qin Mengyu.

“Greetings, Holy Maiden.”

Qin Mengyu nodded.

She had already decided in her heart that Liu Zixi was Mu’er’s future bed-warming maid.

Her looks were good, her character too, and she cared deeply for Mu’er.

Rather than letting Mu’er be seduced by some vixen outside, Liu Zixi was a good candidate.

However…

Qin Mengyu’s delicate nose twitched.

There seemed to be a trace of Liu Zixi’s scent on Mu’er.

A shadow flickered in her eyes.

It seemed Mu’er had been up to mischief again.

“Hehe, I greet you, Holy Maiden.”

Another figure in a Daoist robe flew over.

Chun Yunzi looked at the young Qin Mu embraced in Qin Mengyu’s arms, a complex expression on his face.

This little friend Qin Mu… could actually be so intimate with Qin Mengyu!