Facing the inquiries from the two Nascent Souls, Muchen just lowered his head, as if he was ready to be beaten or scolded.
Huan Sanshan stood behind Muchen, his eyes also very gloomy.
"Mu Chen..." Huan Sanshan's voice was a little hoarse, "You are indispensable for the sect's current glory."
"Since you have made the decision to stay, we will not force you to do so. In fact, even if you leave the Tianlan Sect and join another first-class force, I will not feel so uncomfortable... just try to survive, apprentice!"
"Although I am your master, I have never fulfilled my responsibilities as a master, and your cultivation far exceeds mine. From today on, you and I no longer need to call each other master and disciple."
Muchen then slowly stood up and saluted the three of them:
"Mu Chen thanks the Tianlan Sect for their cultivation over the years. I will never forget this kindness. If we can meet again one day, Muchen will repay this kindness!"
After Muchen said this, he slowly backed away. During this period, he never raised his head.
After Muchen left, Qixingzi slapped his head suddenly, as if it was knocked on metal, making a buzzing sound.
"I have never seen such a stupid immortal cultivator in my life! Who in Nanmingzhou doesn't want to escape now? He wants to stay instead. What is he doing?"
Tian Yunzi said calmly: "Leaving is not a mistake, and staying is not a mistake. It can only be said that the choices of the two are different. Sanshan, after we leave, everything will be left to Muchen."
Muchen walked out of the sect hall and returned to his cave all the way. He met many disciples on the way, and they all looked at him with strange expressions.
"Mu Chen! Wait for me!"
Li Yuan, the little fat man, ran over and called out to Muchen.
Muchen stopped and looked at him. Li Yuan ran to him and grabbed Muchen's shoulders with both hands:
"Brother, I heard you want to stay?"
Muchen nodded, and before he could say anything, Li Yuan punched him in the chest:
"You are really crazy! You actually chose to stay. Don't you know...don't you know that this is really handsome and manly?"
Muchen's eyes twitched and he was a little unable to react: "What?"
Li Yuan laughed and said, "I want to stay too!"
Muchen frowned: "Why?"
Li Yuan sighed: "You didn't leave because you didn't want to leave, but I left because I couldn't leave. The magic weapon created by the sect cannot accommodate so many people."
Muchen shook his head in disbelief: "Are you kidding? You are the prince of the Daqian Dynasty. If your background and connections are not good enough, then who can?"
Li Yuan shrugged: "Who cares about your background now? The competition is about potential and cultivation. I have been so lazy, so naturally I am not qualified to leave?"
Muchen stared at him for a long time before suddenly saying, "You are lying to me."
Li Yuan was stunned, then smiled: "I still can't hide it from you."
"Why?"
Li Yuan patted his chest and said solemnly: "As the prince of the Daqian Dynasty, I naturally stay to protect my country!"
Muchen didn't expect Li Yuan to be so courageous, and couldn't help but think highly of him.
"Although there are immortal cultivators in the Daqian Dynasty, there is only one in the Golden Core stage, and he has no ability to create magic weapons. My sister has potential and her future is farther than mine. But I have been like this in my life. At most, I can only cultivate to
Golden elixir, just live a few hundred more years."
Li Yuan waved his fist, with a hint of sternness in his voice:
"Immortal cultivators eliminate demons and protect the Tao. Isn't that what I cultivated as an immortal at that time? Now it's time for me to show off my talents!"
Muchen nodded and said to Li Yuan:
"Okay, then we brothers will fight side by side!"
Li Yuan said loudly: "Okay, I will leave here tomorrow and return to the Daqian Dynasty! Do you want to come with me?"
Muchen shook his head: "No, I have other things to do, but don't worry, I will find you soon."
Muchen gave Li Yuan a few words, and the two parted immediately.
Muchen returned to his cave and packed up some remaining supplies. As soon as he walked out of the cave, he met Xia Qingcheng.
The two looked at each other, but Muchen already knew what the other person was going to say.
"Mu Chen, do you really want to leave?" Xia Qingcheng's eyes dimmed.
Muchen nodded and walked past Xia Qingcheng without replying.
"Miss Qingcheng, you are a good girl. I am just a passer-by in your life. I will never miss you again."
Muchen also cut off unwanted relationships without hesitation, he is not that kind of Sea King.
"Mu Chen, I understand!"
Xia Qingcheng shouted towards Muchen.
"I understand what you mean, but my heart tells me that I still want to see you again! You must survive!"
Muchen didn't even look back, he just made a fist-clenching gesture with his back towards Xia Qingcheng.
…
Nanmingzhou, a small border country.
This is an ordinary mortal country with a population of only a few million, and even fewer immortal cultivators.
But at this moment, this place has completely become a purgatory. A group of disorderly people broke into this small country, killed all the rulers of the small country, and completely controlled the country.
The mortals in this country have suffered. These disorderly people are moody and will plunder women and kill a large number of mortals every day. The entire small country is in a smog caused by their ruin, and the people are living in dire straits.
The palace of this small country has become a happy nest for the disordered ones. The corpses everywhere are shocking, and the blood has condensed into a river.
The leader of these disordered ones was a casual cultivator in the Concentration Realm. He was sitting on a dragon chair, holding a woman with tears streaming down her face in his arms.
"Why the hell are you crying? You will all die in a year anyway! You will also be tortured to death by those demon cultivators! Why don't you have fun with me for a few days, and I will give you another pleasure!"
The casual cultivator yelled at the woman. Seeing that she was still crying, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he pushed the woman to the ground.
"Cry, cry, cry! Then I will send you to hell now!"
The casual cultivator in the Concentration Realm cursed loudly and was about to kill the woman when a disorderly person rushed out and stopped him.
"Brother Jiuqing! Don't waste it! This woman is a princess. It would be a pity to die like this. Why don't you let me play for a few days before killing her!"
Jiuqing Sanren laughed and said: "Okay! But I want to watch you finish playing with her and then kill her! Hahaha!"
Although his laughter was like that of a human being, to a woman's ears, it sounded like that of a demon.
At this moment, there was a bang outside the palace.
The faces of the disordered ones changed, and they hurried out to check, only to see a dozen immortal cultivators breaking in.
Jiuqing Sanren shouted: "Hey, who is Fang Xiaoxiao!"
One of these immortal cultivators walked out and said coldly to Jiuqing Sanren:
"You bunch of beasts! You have completely disgraced the face of immortal cultivators. We extraordinary beings will do justice for heaven today!"