The Second Sect Master of the Yuxi Sect, Lin Mu, was once again being despised by the Goddess Catcher under his command, which made him abashed and indignant. However, Leng Ying and Leng Yixue, the two sisters, instead of retreating from his fury, seed to prepare for a head-on confrontation.
Even a sycophant has dignity; after enduring too many injuries and humiliations, one will eventually cry out!
As it seed a conflict was about to erupt between them, Leng Ying suddenly said, "He’s here!" which left Lin Mu montarily bewildered.
What kind of madness was this?
Or perhaps she wanted a way out?
No, when he saw the two won displaying expressions of both panic and faint delight, Lin Mu grew even angrier.
That expression—it resembled that of won in the throes of initial love encounters with their sweetheart.
As the second-in-command of the Yuxi Sect, Lin Mu was respected and had played with at least a hundred won, a testant to his extensive experience.
Yet over these years, he desperately found that not a single person he wished to connect with emotionally actually wished to connect with him.
Exactly—this expression of longing for one’s beloved was sothing he had never experienced.
Did these two won an their beloved was here?
Lin Mu suddenly understood, gritted his teeth, and said, "I want to see who it is!"
Indeed, even the Goddess Catcher of the Qingqi Bureau seldom showed such disrespect.
The two won were so fearless, likely because they felt protected by soone.
This Qinghe City was unlike other places, even dragons had to crouch before its five forces.
Just then, a real set of footsteps sounded outside.
"Old Chen, who is this person..."
Lin Mu noticed his guard’s voice abruptly stop, and then he saw two people.
One was Old Chen from the sect, responsible for receiving goods and guarding the gate, the other was a young man who looked exceptionally handso.
Was it him!
Was Leng Ying and Leng Yixue talking about him?
Won were indeed superficial, only knowing to like good-looking n.
Lin Mu showed dislike and asked, "Old Chen, who is this?"
Old Chen saw the Second Sect Master Lin Mu’s displeased expression and was imdiately terrified.
Lin Mu, as the second-in-command of the Yuxi Sect, was in charge of sword discipline and punishnt, akin to a Living Yama within the sect.
And this young doctor he brought in, capable of killing with one finger, exuded the sa aura of King Yan.
Now, caught between two Kings Yan, his heart was actually more fearful of Lin Mu.
This was because he had truly witnessed this Living Yama’s nurous ruthless thods.
Yet thinking of the young doctor’s finger behind him, he could only muster his courage and say, "Master Lin, this is Golden Orange Martial Divine Doctor, claiming to be here to treat your illness."
Saying this, he adopted an extraordinarily innocent expression.
Looking at this handso young doctor, Lin Mu thought to himself that he hadn’t called for a doctor, already sensing sothing amiss.
The next mont, he realized and his True Qi surged.
"Hmm hmm hmm hmm!"
He recalled the Grey Eagle Gang extermination incident, where a young doctor ca to treat an illness only to kill the entire household.
Simultaneously, he also understood who Leng Ying and Leng Yixue referred to as ’him.’
It was undoubtedly a killer he couldn’t afford to offend.
Fortunately, he was clever enough to react instantly and seize an advantage.
Yuxi Sect’s "Yuxi Long Smoke Technique" emphasizes breath that runs smooth like streams. With Lin Mu’s "Hmm hmm hmm hmm!" sound, True Qi surged from within him, making the surrounding air move like flowing water.
Simultaneously, there was also an odor of smoke.
Being a major opium sect, Yuxi Sect also practiced smoking while training, having their flesh and True Qi long impregnated by the ferntation of training smoke, naturally carrying a smoky sll.
This sll, for tobacco lovers, was a fragrance, but for non-smokers it was stench.
Lin Mu often faced disfavor from won, never attributing it to his odor but thinking they were blind to value.
As the second sect master of Yuxi Sect, Lin Mu reached such heights obviously through his tactics.
His True Qi and Inner Strength started to move, causing Duan Yun’s expression to grow sowhat serious.
"Long Creek Palm!"
Lin Mu’s hands turned into afterimages, delivering over a dozen palms in succession.
These palms were both illusory and real, forming a powerful handprint in the air, appearing both solid and ethereal.
Seeing the opponent’s palm, Duan Yun also shouted, "Cloud Clearing Palm!"
Old Demon Duan had learned extensively, but had never formally studied Hand Technique.
Yet with his Extraordinary Wisdom, who said he couldn’t perform a technique without learning?
In the view of Hand Technique master Lin Mu, Duan Yun’s palm skill was nothing but chaotic, akin to a child fighting blindly, struggling even at an entry-level. Yet bizarrely, upon shouting "Cloud Clearing Palm!", the palm, when released, burst forth with a cloud-clearing montum.
As if by shouting "Cloud Clearing Palm," the palm wind could indeed clear the clouds.
Boom boom boom!
The energies of the palms rapidly collided, creating turbulent air that scattered the garden’s rose bushes.
Duan Yun only felt the palm contest was exhilarating, so he didn’t even catch a breath, letting his palms roar forth again.
Lin Mu could not even take a breath; seeing Duan Yun’s palms return, he could only clench his teeth and emit "Ah ah ah ah hmm hmm hmm!" to send forth his palm energy.
Once again, their palm energies collided, the resulting force whisking nearby doors and windows away like paper.
The collision sounds of "boom boom boom!" quickly morphed into "pop pop pop!", owing to the transition from distant palm energy contention to close-range flesh palm combat.
Duan Yun didn’t need to catch his breath, his palms grew ever faster, almost to the point of dizziness.
On the other hand, Lin Mu only felt incredibly bitter.
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