Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens Chapter 1085

Novel: Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens Author: The Wooden Feather In The Gale Updated: May 21, 2026

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Familiar Individual

“Dad?” Mu Yu opened his eyes and turned to the direction of the voice.

He was only an apparition, yet his presence was akin to a blanket on a cold night for Mu Yu. With a controlled twirl of his potent qi, he pulled Mu Yu over. Pursing his lips and the flas in his eyes, Ku Mu asked, “You got hurt?”

Dad… Mu Yu inwardly yelled, unable to produce a sound in spite of all the things he had to say owing to the emotions inundating him.

“I’ll maim whoever hurts you.” Ku Mu summoned his Primordial Yin Yang and then deployed Dead Zone Formation, conjuring a splurge of lethal poison mist.

“You’re alive? Soul Style Luo Sound – Thousand Lanterns Demon Seal!” Using a number of lanterns to shelter himself in a fortress of soul lanterns, Hun Wuxiang manifested massive tentacles out of the trapped ghouls.

To Hun Wuxiang’s exasperation, his tentacles were converted to green tentacles instead of ripping apart the poison mist. As a result of being riddled with poison, the soul lanterns solidified until they could not withstand the pressure, detonating as green poison mist that reinforced Ku Mu’s domain.

Ku Mu, with a straight face, held out an arm. “Die,” Ku Mu uttered, shrinking the area of his poison mist as he closed his hand slowly, burying Hun Wuxiang in poison mist until the latter’s body parts began exploding limb by limb.

Ku Mu then turned around and wrapped Mu Yu in a formation, sending his Primordial Yin Yang out to interact with Mu Yu’s. “You’re safe now. We’re in Pill Cauldron Sect’s territory.”

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Mu Yu passed out for so ti and woke up to Xiaoshuai’s laughter as he played with Dabai and Dahei overhead; the text “Revealing Cauldron” greeted his eyes, prompting him to frantically look around.

“How are you feeling?” Ku Mu approached Mu Yu.

“Not too bad.”

Contrary to the tearful, heart-wrenching reunion Mu Yu expected to have with Ku Mu, Mu Yu could not resist showing his optimistic personality on his face. To Mu Yu, it felt as though they never parted.

“I… Good. What do you keep looking at for?” Ku Mu looked away, displaying discomfort or, perhaps, avoidance of sothing.

Mu Yu grabbed his chin. “I don’t know. How about chewing out?”

“Why would I?”

“It doesn’t feel like you’re you if you aren’t telling off.”

“Do you perceive to be soone who just curses and criticizes people?”

Mu Yu tilted his head side to side then nodded. “Yes.”

Ku Mu pointed at Mu Yu and waved the hand. “Okay… Are you going to keep your word?”

“Which one?”

“You said… said…”

“Why are you stamring again?”

Ku Mu raised a hand to whack Mu Yu over the head but stopped himself in the end. “Pretend I never ntioned it.”

Ku Mu’s forlorn expression spurred Mu Yu to question, “Why do you feel as though you’re not yourself, Dad?”

Life and hope flitted across Ku Mu’s face, giving Mu Yu an epiphany.

“Oh, hahaha, you want to know if I still consider you my dad, yeah?”

“I couldn’t care less.”

“Hehehe, but I care. When you parted, you said you wanted nothing more than a son. You considered your son, and I considered you my father. We’re grown n; we can’t back out after we say sothing.”

Ku Mu tugged the corner of his lips down as they tugged up to keep on a straight face. “When will you ever grow up so that I don’t have to save you every ti?”

Mu Yu, who felt his body overflowing with spiritual energy, scrubbed his head. “Isn’t a father supposed to worry about his son?”

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