The Divine Province's talisman patrician family, the Mu Clan.
The talisman patrician family was located in a verdant mountain forest. It could be said that the surrounding hilltops were the Mu Clan's cultivation grounds.
From a bird's eye view, one would discover that the entire talisman patrician family was roughly divided into four areas, like a compound with houses surrounding a square courtyard.
The south side was the training area, and the north side was the hall where they discussed official business. The east side was where everyone rested, while the west side was a pharmacy specifically built for pill alchemists.
Starting several centuries ago, basically every large patrician family on the Divine Province Continent put emphasis on nurturing their own pill alchemists.
These pill alchemists were naturally crucial to each clan.
The pills they developed could possibly elevate the entire clan's position one day.
Hence, pill alchemists usually had high standing in the clans.
The disciples who were currently tempering their ridians in the southern plaza suddenly looked up when they heard a roar from mid-air.
Afterwards, the majority of disciples shouted, "The young master has co back."
"The young master ca back so early?"
"Didn't they say that they estimated this ti's mission gathering ores in the Eight Barren Mountains to take a long ti?"
As the disciples were in heated discussion, Mu Xingchen recalled his six-winged blood lion with a cold expression. He flicked his sleeves and dashed past everyone.
"Why is the young master in such a hurry?"
"No idea. He's headed for Liujin Court, so he's probably looking for Madam."
After passing through Liujin Court's small side room, one would arrive in front of the main hall. A couplet written in a flamoyant style hung on opposite pillars.
Trees lined the front yard, and it was the scent of the clear autumn air at dawn.
The calligraphy was his father's. His style, a flamboyant freehand brushwork, reflected his personality.
Mu Qingya was sitting inside the central room. When she heard that her eldest son had returned, she couldn't sit still. She quickly stood up and had just made it to the entrance when Mu Xingchen walked inside with large strides.
"Mother." Mu Xingchen halted and saluted with a slight bow.
Mu Qingya looked to be in her thirties. She looked gentle and sweet-tempered, but her eyes had been suppressing a faint gloominess over the years. However, her eyes turned joyful when she saw her eldest son. She also spoke tenderly, "Chen'er, didn't you say this trip would take more than a month? Did you co back so quickly to give Mother a surprise?"
Mu Xingchen replied respectfully, "It is this son's fault for making Mother worry. Sothing happened that made this son have doubts. That is why I traveled back day and night to consult with Mother."
"Chen'er, you can ask Mother any questions you have. Mother will definitely answer you without reserve." Mu Qingya grasped her son's hand and sat down together with him on a bench with wooden openwork.
"Mother, you had previously ntioned that that person was three months pregnant when she left the Mu Clan?"
Mu Qingya nodded affirmatively. "Yes. Chen'er, why are you suddenly asking this?"
She lowered her eyes and let out a long sigh. "When your birth mother broke off with your father and left the Mu Clan, you had only just turned five."
"Sigh, this has always been my regret."
"For the Long Clan, Sister Yun actually… sigh." When she saw that Mu Xingchen did not pursue the topic, Mu Qingya said, "Child, you can ask Mother any questions you have. Mother will tell you everything I know. Do you want to know about your…"
"No." Mu Xingchen interrupted Mu Qingya and said, "I do not want to know anything about her."
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