However… am I completely naked? Moreover, in the Blood Lamp Revival Array, many precious materials that greatly aid in physical recovery have been added.
These items are extremely valuable even for Transformation Stage cultivators. Upon seeing Yu Mu wake up, Elder Yun's eyes flickered with joy, but looking at the scarred Yu Mu, his heart ached.
"Don't move."
Seeing Yu Mu trying to get up, Elder Yun waved his hand, gently pressing him down with a soft force: "You were too impulsive; it's nothing serious."
To avoid affecting the array's power, he didn't get too close to Yu Mu: "This matter is significant; the sect must adhere to its rules. You are only punished with three years of house arrest in Xingyun Hall, which is already a light sentence."
He said this calmly. Yu Mu had been unconscious for nearly ten days, and during those ten days, the entire Yunhe Sect had been turned upside down.
In a fit of rage, dozens of disciples lost their lives, the Ziyun Hall was heavily damaged, and even the underground spiritual vein was affected! If this had happened to an ordinary true disciple… they would have died ten times over!
But other true disciples couldn't reach such extremes; they couldn't cause such a huge uproar.
From another perspective, Yu Mu had indeed displayed talent not seen in a thousand years. He had become a god in the eyes of most disciples in the sect.
Moreover, since Fairy Zi Li didn't want to delve deeper into the matter and the sect leader's attitude was ambiguous, punishing him with three years of house arrest was essentially allowing him to recuperate.
Even though it wasn't fair to those disciples who died by his hand, such is the way of the path; where is fairness to be found?
"Three years? That's nothing. You still want me to participate in the grand competition three years from now," Yu Mu said lightly. He merely wanted to stretch but ended up gasping in surprise.
Goodness, is it really going to split open? Thankfully he used some means to transfer the heavenly punishment onto the Dao spirit; otherwise, with his current state, how could he withstand even one strike from heavenly punishment?
"Of course, benefits come first in the sect."
Elder Yun chuckled helplessly. On the path of cultivation, relationships between cultivators often revolve around interests; what can be done about it?
Yu Mu had fully absorbed the effects of the Blood Lamp Revival Array. By nightfall, its efficacy weakened, and entering the array wouldn't siphon off too much recovery power.
So as night fell, while chatting with Yu Mu, Elder Yun entered the array and carefully applied a dark ointment on Yu Mu's body.
"Master, how about… putting on some clothes? I feel a bit uncomfortable. And what is this stuff? Why does it smell so bad?" Yu Mu felt uneasy all over.
Elder Yun pulled out a small twig from somewhere and tapped Yu Mu on the head: "At my age, what haven't I seen? Are you still shy? Also, this kind of spiritual medicine is rare; it's good for your recovery—don't complain!"
Yu Mu: "…"
While Elder Yun meticulously applied medicine to Yu Mu, he spoke about recent news in the sect: "My difficulties this time must be related to Ziyun Hall. But once this matter is over, don't bring it up again. That disciple Fairy Zi Li seems a bit strange."
Yu Mu understood in his heart; that demonic energy had indeed caused Ye Tian considerable trouble. He just didn't know how to resolve it.
"After that day, Ye Tian was taken by the sect leader to the Pure Spirit Spring. Afterward, he closed himself off in Ziyun Hall; it seems there's no major issue."
The Pure Spirit Spring is useful for low-level demon beasts but for ancient spirit cats—true great demons—such demonic energy isn't something ordinary beasts can possess.
But just the Pure Spirit Spring? It seems… Fairy Zi Li must have protected Ye Tian.
The fated child truly is frightening! Not to mention in his past life; even now, if it were on him, he wouldn't just escape unscathed!
As for those from Fairy Zi Li's faction… do they really have no heart?
Elder Yun continued chatting away. However, Yu Mu wasn't particularly concerned about what he said; as long as Elder Yun was well, that was enough for him.
As for Ye Tian… didn't he want to compete? Didn't he enjoy targeting those around him? Then let it be! This Emperor has never feared you nor lost to you!
Regarding Elder Yun—after talking so much from beginning to end—he hadn't asked Yu Mu a single question.
That spatial crack, that power capable of annihilating the monkey demon's soul, that could stir up all of Yunhe Sect with mere Golden Core cultivation! He hadn't asked about any of this.
"Master, actually…"
"You don't need to say much. Still that saying: who among us cultivators doesn't have some secrets? You call me Master; do you think I wouldn't trust you?"
Elder Yun took out a robe and draped it over Yu Mu. He truly gave this disciple enough dignity.
"Does it still hurt?"
"This little pain isn't much for this disciple."
"Trying to be strong."
A skewer of candied hawthorn was stuffed into Yu Mu's mouth: "Eat, I didn't buy too many. If you like it, I'll buy more for you in the future."
"Master, are you trying to pamper a child?" Yu Mu helplessly bit into the candied hawthorn. This old man… perhaps he truly is his salvation.
In the face of such salvation, the so-called blood stains seemed trivial and not so disgusting anymore.
As for the three years of house arrest? A joke! As long as he healed, what would it matter if he didn't give face to Yunhe Sect? Did they really think he would still indulge them like in his past life?
Now that he was thoroughly involved, with the candied hawthorn in his mouth, a chill erupted in Yu Mu's eyes. Come on, Ye Tian, I can't kill you, but can you kill me?
In this world—at least in this realm! No one can truly bring down the Demon Emperor! Let's see who suffers more.
...
Mortals are sensitive to time, and this sensitivity is infinitely reduced for cultivators. Before long, several months had passed, and Yu Mu's injuries had mostly healed.
During these six months, Yu Mu's greatest gain was storing all his soul power within the Dao seed. This power, which shouldn't have appeared, was preserved through this means.
As for how much the Dao spirit could consume, Yu Mu didn't care; he merely regarded this power as a trump card.
With memories from his past life, as long as he didn't seek death himself, he would hardly encounter a life-and-death crisis. This trump card was just for insurance.
"Young Master is well."
"Good to see you, Young Master."
"Young Master has emerged from seclusion!"
In Yunhe Sect, the sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze blew.
No disciple felt surprised by Yu Mu's appearance and collectively chose not to mention his house arrest. Even the disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall pretended not to see him.
A joke! In his twenties, possessing strength comparable to that of a high-level cultivator! This guy is definitely the next sect leader! Anyone with a brain wouldn't think of offending him.
Facing the greeting disciples, Yu Mu's smile was as warm as spring sunshine. He nodded in response, appearing just like the Yu Mu they had in their minds.
As he walked along, he arrived at the foot of Ziyun Peak. Looking up at Ziyun Hall, a somewhat strange smile appeared on Yu Mu's lips.
"Young Master…"
The gatekeeper disciple trembled! What does this esteemed person want to do?
Unexpectedly, Yu Mu remained polite and smiled warmly: "I… um, I've come to visit Elder Fairy Zi Li; please inform her."