Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 985 - 609: Dispute

Chapter 985: Chapter 609: Dispute

Upon receiving this information, Xu Yuan felt an unexpectedly tranquil sensation in his heart.

Perhaps it was because he had witnessed that couple’s madness firsthand that he wouldn’t be surprised, even if they sacrificed the Bug Saint’s blood to their own son as firewood.

But since the Bug Saint had already died, were the three Saints mentioned by Mu Xingchen actually Mu Xingchen’s family of three?

Soon, Mu Xingchen clarified Xu Yuan’s question.

He slowly recounted his encounters at the eye of the storm within Evil Spirit Abyss.

As a Mortal Transcendence daring to challenge an severely wounded Bug Saint, each of their Dao Charm and Spellcraft were rare and extraordinary within those who had undergone Mortal Transcendence.

But unfortunately, it was a battle far from being equal.

Because Mu Xingyi had achieved Break Saint.

When the Ghost Infant crawled out from the Bug Saint’s carcass, Mu Xingyi and Lady Wan also appeared at the center of the eye of the evil spirit abyss storm.

Two Saints, one Ghost Infant with unknown strength, the chasm between their powers was wide enough to drive one to despair.

Even though Lady Wan, the Saint Level Ghost, was still weak from childbirth, even though Mu Xingyi, who had just ascended to Saint Level, had no combat experience, the battle from the beginning was a crushing defeat.

That Mu Xingchen was able to escape was solely because Mu Xingyi, remembering old affections, had spared him.

Before parting,

This "younger brother" he had brought up entrusted him,

He instructed him to heal well and to never return to Zhenxi Prefecture City.

And after they parted,

Lady Wan, along with the Ghost Infant, launched a day-long hunt for Mu Xingchen.

"...When I rescued the Saintess, I had a skirmish with that Yin Ghost; her condition wasn’t much better than back then, but the Ghost Infant’s power had almost reached Saint Level."

Mu Xingchen glanced at his own mutilated body, and said with a wry smile: "The arm and leg I lost were severed by that inauspicious Ghost Infant wielding a wooden knife."

Speaking of this, Mu Xingchen grasped his severed arm tightly, his eyes filled with wariness:

"When the blade touched my flesh, I sensed that the Ghost Infant was growing stronger by devouring the presence within the blade, and the time for the Ghost Infant to completely digest the blade... should be between three to seven days."

Having said that, he slowly raised his gaze towards Xu Yuan:

"These are the encounters I faced within Evil Spirit Abyss that day, as well as the source of the information I know."

Facing his sincere gaze, Xu Yuan did not respond immediately.

He felt the other’s experiences were as absurd as some weird tales.

In the deadly silent Underground Palace, he had risked his life to become a Ghoul, which was merely Mortal Transcendence. How could Mu Xingyi become a Saint so effortlessly and without any price to pay?

What the hell made him eligible?

Taking a deep breath, Xu Yuan collected his thoughts and asked with a smile:

"Are you suggesting... that Mu Xingyi became a Saint in just over a month’s time?"

Mu Xingchen nodded helplessly and said in a low voice:

"As unbelievable as it sounds, that’s the reality."

Xu Yuan pondered briefly before asking softly:

"Then Mr. Mu, do you know the reason for this? How is it possible for Mu Xingyi to advance so rapidly?"

Subconsciously, Mu Xingchen rubbed the coarse texture of the straw raincoat on his body, his face twisted in conflict for a moment, before he said softly:

"I am not privy to this matter."

"Not privy?"

Xu Yuan laughed upon hearing this, staring into the other’s eyes, his voice deliberately calm and serious:

"Mr. Mu, from the information you’ve just revealed, it seems your Mu Clan Commerce Guild must have a backer behind the scenes. Otherwise, I really can’t imagine where the Mu Clan Commerce Guild obtained the power to control the Bug Saint thirty years ago.

"Those people schemed with your father against your principles, hence you had to fake your own death and live in agony."

"This speculation, it isn’t wrong, is it?"

Mu Xingchen frowned slightly and did not rebut, but instead said:

"Young master suddenly bringing up this matter is for..."

"To tell you, my patience is nearly exhausted."

Xu Yuan directly interrupted the other party’s words, enunciating each word:

"Mr. Mu, I can understand your unwillingness to betray your own clan because of loyalty and filial piety, but if you continue to adhere to this stance, then I, Zhou Mou, will also have to apologize to you, Mr. Mu.

"This vacillation of yours makes it impossible for us to believe what you say."

Having said that,

Xu Yuan composed his face, quietly waiting for Mu Xingchen’s response.

The Mu Clan Commerce Guild obtained the Bug Saint’s bloodline through Secret Techniques and raised Mu Xingyi for over twenty years, now they’re telling me they don’t know the details?

If he enjoys cryptic people, then I’m not playing along.

The atmosphere within the cave gradually became as deep and solemn as an abyss.

In the midst of eye contact,

Mu Xingchen, with one arm and one leg, propped himself up from the ground, staring at Xu Yuan:

"The information I’ve provided should already be sufficient..."

"Let’s go."

The moment the other party spoke, Xu Yuan immediately turned around.

Seeing this, Tian Ye glanced at Mu Xingchen, her red lips curling into a mocking smile, and followed behind Xu Yuan, walking towards the cave entrance.

"Stop!"

A terrifying pressure emanated from the depths of the cave, and Mu Xingchen’s brows furrowed tightly, his gaze becoming slightly colder:

"This is just to ask you to deliver a message to the guards of Zhenxi Prefecture City, please don’t be greedy, young master."

Because of the terrifying aura behind him, Xu Yuan had to stop in his tracks. Without turning around, his tone remained calm:

"It’s you, Mr. Mu, who should be told not to be insatiably greedy, right?

"If there’s a mistake in reporting such important military intelligence, causing an impact on the battle situation through the misdirection of the warfront, it will be up to us in Jiatiange to bear the responsibility.

"Mu Xingchen,

"What are you trying to play at with me here?"

"....."

His sharp words directly pierced through what Mu Xingchen was thinking.

Military intelligence is not a trifling matter, let alone the onslaught of Saints.

As the deceased eldest son of the Mu Family for twelve years, he had no identity to vouch for the information, nor could he find any power to guarantee this intelligence.

Because at this critical juncture, his father would probably be very happy to see a few Saints reduce Zhenxi Prefecture City to ashes.

It was during this helplessness that he encountered those three women.

They told him that a Saintess from Jiatiange, whom he had casually saved, was hurrying to Zhenxi Prefecture City.

So, disregarding his injuries, he rushed to this inevitable path to wait.

He hoped that the Saintess would vouch for this intelligence in the name of Jiatiange.

But now...

In the silence of Mu Xingchen, Tian Ye had already casually dispelled the pressure surrounding them.

Accompanied by the footsteps of the two getting further and further away, Xu Yuan’s voice quietly entered Mu Xingchen’s ears:

"If Mr. insists, in consideration of you having once saved Tianyan, when we arrive at Zhenxi Prefecture City, we can convey the information you’ve obtained to the city guards without revealing your identity."

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One moment later, Xu Yuan and Tian Ye left the cave.

Mu Xingchen compromised.

Between his own principles and family loyalty, he ultimately chose the former.