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Chapter 531 Mo Buwen

Chapter 531: Chapter 531 Mo Buwen

Boom!

A dull sound suddenly resonated from high above, like dry thunder exploding, scattering the clouds within hundreds of meters around.

A figure plummeted from mid-air, crashing into a forest, creating a large pit on the ground, with cracks spreading out and soil bursting into the air.

Pfft!

Yun Mengyao’s face was as pale as paper, and she spewed a mouthful of crimson blood, a bitter smile playing on her lips. She had underestimated Murong Qianxun’s perseverance; chasing her relentlessly for three whole days.

Murong Qianxun descended from mid-air, stabilizing her figure a dozen meters above, looking indifferently at Yun Mengyao below.

"You’re truly a mad dog, chasing relentlessly," Yun Mengyao struggled a bit but couldn’t sit up. After three days of fleeing, not only was her cultivation depleted, but she was also severely injured. If not for the Immortal Feather Skirt, falling from such a height would have killed her.

Murong Qianxun remained expressionless, but anger lurked in her eyes. Yun Mengyao was too cunning, tricking her numerous times and almost escaping.

"I told you, you can’t escape," Murong Qianxun said indifferently.

Yun Mengyao sneered, "Stop the nonsense, right now I’m the fish, you’re the chopping block, just do it."

"I won’t kill you," Murong Qianxun said.

"What?" Yun Mengyao raised an eyebrow, a look of mockery flashing on her pale face, "Chasing me so hard without killing me, you wouldn’t want to bring me back to worship, would you?"

"I won’t kill you, but I will imprison you. You’ll stay forever on Vermilion Bird Mountain. I’m very curious about your identity and background."

Yun Mengyao retorted, "You are indeed insidious and vicious. Imprisoning me is worse than killing me. I’ve already told you, I’m the Saintess of the Feather Clan, from the Primordial land. Is there anything else you want to know? If so, could you give me a quick end?"

The Feather Clan ruled the skies; if imprisoned, it would truly be better to kill her.

"Do you have a choice?" Murong Qianxun sneered, raising her hand to make a seal, several fiery threads shot out, binding Yun Mengyao tightly.

Yun Mengyao almost fainted from rage, was she being tied up like a pig?

Murong Qianxun grabbed the other end of the fiery threads and plunged into the clouds, dragging Yun Mengyao back to Vermilion Bird Mountain.

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However, after Murong Qianxun disappeared with Yun Mengyao, two figures appeared on a mountaintop.

A middle-aged man in black tight clothing, muscular and sharp-eyed, stood respectfully with arms lowered behind a handsome and refined man in white.

"Young Master, should we rescue that woman?"

The lips of the man in white slightly curled into a smile, looking somewhat sarcastic and mocking, "Rescue? Of course, but not now."

The middle-aged man in black showed confusion.

The man in white toyed with a Jade Fan in his hand, sneering, "Cheng Ju, remember, only when one is on the brink of death will they most remember the kindness of their savior. She’s not at her most critical yet, saving her now won’t earn her full gratitude."

Cheng Ju nodded somewhat understandingly, "I don’t understand, but I’ll do whatever the Young Master says. The Young Master must be right."

The man in white glanced at him, "Cheng Ju, do you know why I keep you by my side?"

"I don’t know," Cheng Ju replied.

The man in white laughed, "Because you obey."

Cheng Ju showed no displeasure, humbly lowering his head.

The young man in white said coldly, "This woman has deep ties with Qin Yi, saving her and earning her gratitude means all Qin Yi’s possessions would be mine."

"Even if Qin Yi were alive, his things would still belong to the Young Master," Cheng Ju said seriously.

The young man in white laughed heartily, "I planned to wait for Qin Yi to gather all the figures on the young generation ranking, then I’d just have to subdue Qin Yi. But I never thought this trash would die, leaving me to handle it personally. Damn it."

"However, I’ve heard Qin Yi’s women are quite beautiful, and since everything he left is mine, I’ll take care of his women too, haha..."

The young man spoke, his eyes lewd, laughing wildly.

"Those vulgar women would tarnish the Young Master’s brilliance. I think the Young Master deserves better women," Cheng Ju commented.

The young man in white, full of lewdness, tapped Cheng Ju’s head with his fan, "You idiot, only thinking about cultivation. You’ve never seen them, Qin Yi’s women are all unrivaled beauties, rare in this world. Say what you will, but Qin Yi had some taste for women. Too bad they’ve fallen to me now."

"Enough, talking to an unromantic fool like you is pointless, let’s go."

The young man in white closed his Jade Fan with a swish, rising into the air.

Cheng Ju followed, soaring into the clouds.

This master and servant pair were actually Nascent Soul Realm experts.

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Two days later, Murong Qianxun brought Yun Mengyao back to Vermilion Bird Mountain.

Yun Mengyao recovered quickly, as Murong Qianxun treated her wounds on the way. It wasn’t out of kindness, but because there were things she needed to ask Yun Mengyao, so Yun Mengyao couldn’t die yet.

Seeing Vermilion Bird Mountain getting closer, Yun Mengyao was filled with bitterness. She never thought she’d return here so soon, and bound at that.

Murong Qianxun seemed to see through hearts, speaking indifferently, "Didn’t expect to return here, did you?"

Yun Mengyao sneered without a word. In truth, she felt deeply bitter; once a dignified Saintess of the Feather Clan, the thought of being imprisoned on this mountain and losing her freedom made her feel aggrieved. She constantly blamed Qin Yi in her heart; since meeting him, nothing good had ever happened.

Still, Qin Yi was worse off; at least she was alive.

"Please stop, Fairy Qianxun."

Just as Murong Qianxun was about to lead Yun Mengyao up the mountain, a gentle voice suddenly emerged from behind.

Murong Qianxun was taken aback, realizing someone had been following without her knowing, she spun around swiftly.

She saw two figures descending from mid-air.

Murong Qianxun’s eyes narrowed with caution, two strong Nascent Soul Realm experts. Especially the youth in white, whom she couldn’t fathom at all.

"Who are you?"

The man in white, holding a Jade Fan, gave a slight bow with a warm smile, a handsome one, saying, "I am Mo Buwen."

Murong Qianxun frowned, having never heard this name.

"What do you want?"

Mo Buwen chuckled lightly, "I am a friend of Qin Yi. A friend of Qin Yi is also a friend of Mo. Hearing that Fairy Yun is in trouble, Mo shamelessly comes to ask for a favor from Fairy Qianxun, to see if you could release Fairy Yun?"

Yun Mengyao was surprised. She had never heard Qin Yi mention Mo Buwen. But now was not the time to think about it, as this person, despite being somewhat pretentious, was not weak. Being saved was the most important thing.