The two of them went to the room next to Su Qi's. Mu Yunxuan first examined the wound on Su Zimo's arm. Seeing no bloodstains on the white cotton cloth, he felt relieved.
"It's alright. Although I went to cook for Qier, I actually just directed others to do it. I didn't lift a finger myself," Su Zimo explained, looking at him caring for her. She felt really good because, in a woman's life, the most important thing is to be cared for by someone who loves you. No matter how much time passes, they will always care for you. That's how a woman can feel loved, and that's the kind of person she has always hoped for.
"Yunxuan, the Four-Colored Silk reacted near Qianfeng Mountain. There must be the answer we are looking for," Su Zimo told Mu Yunxuan, expressing the reason they wanted to go there.
"Qianfeng Mountain?" Mu Yunxuan pondered. "Let's go there once Mo'er's wound has healed a bit."
"My wound will be fine in a day or two. Don't worry too much," Su Zimo reassured him.
Mu Yunxuan gazed at her with a radiant brilliance in his eyes. He held her soft hand in his and played with it, saying, "Mo'er, seeing you injured makes me feel guilty. I failed to protect you."
"Don't blame yourself. Even a god can't be everywhere. The most important thing now is to break the curse on your Mu family. We can't let Li'er become a victim of that curse," Su Zimo said, understanding the burden he carried. She could imagine how troubled he must feel, especially when thinking about Li'er.
"Mo'er, there seems to be hope this time. Look, this is a book that was hidden in the secret chamber by our ancestors. Yun Han discovered it, and Jing Huai sent it over. But it's strange, all the pages are made of cinnabar paper, and only the first three pages have writing. The rest are all blank. Yun Han believes that there might be writing on the cinnabar paper in the later part, but it might have been tampered with," Mu Yunxuan explained, taking out the book and placing it on the table. He flipped through the first three pages to show Su Zimo.
Su Zimo's eyes shimmered with wisdom as she carefully examined the content of the book. The process of reciting it was simple, and it appeared to be a simple notebook. But why would they use cinnabar paper to write on?
After looking for a while, Su Zimo suddenly felt that the dark red cinnabar paper was somewhat dazzling, and Mu Yunxuan felt the same way.
Su Zimo shook her head vigorously and said, "Yunxuan, it's so strange. Staring at this cinnabar paper for too long gives me the feeling of entering a different realm. But who is Geng Leyu mentioned in the book? I can guess that Mulangyu is probably your Mu family ancestor."
"Mo'er, it's really strange. I didn't feel this way when I read it last night. But today, when I read it with you, this kind of reaction occurred," Mu Yunxuan said, becoming visibly excited. The surprise in his voice became more apparent.
"There must be some secret within it," Su Zimo's blood boiled with excitement. She had the urge to conquer.
Mu Yunxuan's eyes suddenly lifted, and he looked directly at Su Zimo, his face filled with excitement and curiosity. His eyes also held a hint of warmth and a trace of peculiar emotion. Could it be that all of this had already been destined?
"Yunxuan, let's not rush. We will definitely find a way to uncover the secrets within this cinnabar paper," Su Zimo said firmly.
"By the way, Mo'er, this Geng Leyu and the clan leader of the Witch Clan, Geng Sangyao, share the same surname. There must be some connection between the two," Su Zimo said with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and a faint suspicion arose within her.
"If Geng Leyu is also from the Witch Clan, then once we figure out the relationship between Geng Leyu and Mulangyu, many things will gradually become clear," Su Zimo speculated.
"Yes!" Mu Yunxuan nodded.
"By the way, Yunxuan, why does your Mu family have such a strange rule? Why does the Witch Clan require your Mu family to provide for them?" Su Zimo had always wanted to ask this question, but she didn't know how to bring it up. Since they were already discussing it today, it was better to understand it all at once.
"Mo'er, this is something that the successive Holy Masters have wanted to know. I have only heard my father mention it. The Witch Clan has shown kindness to our Mu family, and in gratitude, the Mu family has chosen this way to repay the Witch Clan. The Witch Clan is located in the border region and is somewhat distant from the four nations."
"That's strange. Why does this book say that your Mu family's ancestor saved a woman named Geng Leyu?" Su Zimo questioned.
"Mo'er, the successive Holy Masters have always followed the orders of the previous generation. Because we have grown accustomed to the existence of the Witch Clan, we naturally never paid much attention. It was only in my generation, with your appearance, that I had to reconsider the relationship between the Witch Clan and the Mu family."
"It's because we have grown accustomed to it that we won't pay attention. As long as we send the silver every year as we always have, everything will feel natural. Besides, that amount of silver is a drop in the bucket for your Mu family," Su Zimo had to admit that habits are a frightening thing.
The misty atmosphere shrouded the mountain of Wushan, obscuring its contours. The place was eerie and dark, with the sunlight blocked by the mist. It was a gloomy and terrifying place to be.
After a night of cultivation, Jun Lintian's cultivation had advanced by more than three levels. In just a month, he had reached the fifth stage of the Saint Profound Realm. This was a realm that would take an ordinary person ten years or even a lifetime to achieve. Jun Lintian felt proud and believed that he was getting closer to his goal.
Today, he came to Wushan to absorb the chaotic Qi within and further strengthen his cultivation. It was his first time stepping into Wushan. Clad in black clothes, he frowned, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings for something.
Suddenly, Jun Lintian halted his steps. A deeper layer of black mist enveloped him from above. He furrowed his brows as he realized it was a highly toxic miasma. The area it covered was not large, and Jun Lintian looked at the black poisonous barrier in the air, feeling puzzled. How could there be such dense miasma? Could there be other people inside?
Regardless, as long as they weren't targeting him, he didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs. Jun Lintian immediately continued on his way, heading towards his intended destination.
Within the time it took to brew a cup of tea, Jun Lintian had already left the outskirts of the poisonous barrier.
"A swish...!" A sound reached his ears.
In an instant, Jun Lintian leaped onto a hundred-meter-tall tree, crouching on the treetop, his gaze piercing through the dense foliage to observe the scene several hundred meters away.
His brows furrowed as he saw a dense forest ahead, surrounded by a large amount of mist that made it impossible to see the situation below.
But where did that sound come from?
"Chief, there is dangerous miasma over there!" a woman's voice sounded worried.
Jun Lintian felt increasingly puzzled. There really were people here.
A soft voice followed, "What's there to fear? That's the Bone-Eroding Miasma. Once someone below the fifth stage of the Gold Profound Realm touches even a little of it, it will attach to their body, corroding their profound Qi and eventually their physical body. Even someone at the Saint Profound Realm shouldn't underestimate the Bone-Eroding Miasma. And our cultivation has already surpassed the peak of the Saint Profound Realm. This little poisonous barrier poses no threat to us."
Hearing this, Jun Lintian's brows furrowed even more. It was powerful indeed, but he had never heard of the Bone-Eroding Miasma. However, it wasn't surprising that he hadn't heard of it, as the miasma was not visible outside. It only existed in the ancient ruins and specifically in Wushan.
At the same time, Jun Lintian carefully concealed his aura, thinking about how the two women, who were obviously more powerful than the peak of the Saint Profound Realm, were talking. How was that possible? Among the four nations, besides the exceptionally talented Mu Yunxuan, there hadn't been any mention of someone at the peak of the Saint Profound Realm. How could these two women surpass the peak of the Saint Profound Realm in their cultivation?
Was it because he hadn't been active recently and had become ignorant? The destructive power of someone at the peak of the Saint Profound Realm was immense. Mu Yunxuan not only possessed the cultivation at the peak of the Saint Profound Realm but could also freely summon phantom beasts to attack.
Thinking about the two women nearby whose cultivation surpassed Mu Yunxuan, Jun Lintian couldn't help but take a cold breath.
Who were these two women? Their strength was terrifying.
No one in Haoyue Country knew that at the age of fifteen, Mu Yunxuan could already traverse the forbidden mountain, forming a contract with the Nine-Winged Golden Dragon. He was extremely familiar with the forbidden mountain and could even escape from the encirclement of numerous experts, making him a legendary figure in the entire Haoyue Country. He never expected that outside of his country, in the rarely visited Wushan, he would encounter formidable experts.
"Who?" A female voice shouted, making Jun Lintian's pupils contract. Had he been discovered?
Just as Jun Lintian was about to make a move, two women dressed in peculiar attire stood beneath the tall tree. Looking down from above, they appeared petite.
"Chirp, chirp...!" A sound reached Jun Lintian's ears, and he realized it was a magic beast that hadn't even reached the Phantom Beast Realm yet, probably lost in Wushan.
Jun Lintian turned his head and saw a black snake staring at him not far away. He felt trapped.
"Chief, look, it's a magic beast that hasn't reached the Phantom Beast Realm yet."
"Hmph! It made this chief worry for nothing. Wushan is full of traps; we must be extra cautious."
Chief? Jun Lintian furrowed his brows. Who were these two women? Looking at the slender figure, it seemed like she was very familiar with Wushan.
"Something's not right. There's someone nearby."