Several people were not particularly shocked after hearing this answer, because Mu Qianyu was indeed a bit ridiculously strong, and there was no other explanation other than super-grade spiritual roots.
But what they wonder is: "Then how come you are still alive?"
"You are really curious about knowledge. There are still so many questions." Mu Qianyu raised the corners of his lips and walked towards Zhou Yan and Song Yiran.
A Donglin disciple was at her feet and quickly moved his body to the side when he saw her approaching.
Mu Qianyu didn't even look at him as he casually slashed with his broadsword. The golden light came towards his waist, and the man was immediately cut into two pieces.
Only Shen Zhe, Zhou Yan, Song Yiran and another young disciple were left in front of him.
When several people saw Mu Qianyu acting so mercilessly, their pupils shrank at the same time, showing expressions of horror.
"Mu Qianyu, we are from Donglin Academy. If you try to kill everyone, our academy will not let you go." Zhou Yan said quickly.
Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows slightly with a joking expression: "Senior Brother Zhou, do you want to chat?"
"Yes, I think the grievances between us are not deep in the first place. It is said that it is better to resolve enemies than to end them. If we talk about anything openly, maybe there will be a better result."
Zhou Yan said with an apologetic smile, but there was no trace of arrogance in his eyes.
In the face of life and death, everyone is equal.
"I didn't realize that Senior Brother Zhou is very eloquent." Mu Qianyu praised.
Zhou Yan shook his head repeatedly: "This is nothing. As long as Miss Mu is willing to let us go, any conditions are easy to negotiate."
"Senior Brother Zhou, your idea really coincides with mine. I thought the same way before. Is there any grudge that cannot be resolved?"
Mu Qianyu walked in as he spoke, and his expression became friendly: "I am also a peace-loving person. If you and the others don't force me to do it, I really don't want to take action. It will be troublesome and laborious."
While she was talking, she passed by the young disciple again. The young disciple looked at the dripping blood and couldn't help but step back.
Mu Qianyu's eyes immediately fell on him, and he smiled and said, "It seems that I still don't trust me."
Before the young disciple could speak, he saw a flash of golden light, then felt a chill on his neck and lost consciousness.
In the eyes of the remaining three people, this young disciple's head had been chopped off and was rolling around on the ground.
A small part of the silver array on the ground was dyed bright red.
With so much blood, it looked like there were not only five people dead, but fifty people. Mu Qianyu's attack was so brutal that none of these people fell to the ground dead.
The three of them did not expect that Mu Qianyu, who had a kind face, turned around and went to kill people. Suddenly, the fear in their hearts reached the peak. This woman was simply moody. They had felt from somewhere that she was easy to offend.
Shen Zhe and Song Yiran both looked at Zhou Yan and motioned for him to continue chatting quickly.
Zhou Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Junior brother is ignorant, Miss Mu, don't be offended, we are sincere."
"Yes, you are sincere." Song Yiran nodded repeatedly at the side, his eyes full of desire for a way out.
Mu Qianyu remembered that when he looked at Xia Keke before, his eyes were not so eager. He seemed to be a little scumbag, and in vain Xia Keke gave him the spiritual stone and the quota of the Great Xia Dynasty.
She finally stopped and said, "I'm talking about what I thought when I was surrounded by you just now. I also wanted to talk about it at that time, but who said I wouldn't agree?"
"It's him." Shen Zhe and Song Yiran pointed at Zhou Yan at the same time.
Zhou Yan was betrayed by his teammates, and he immediately became angry: "You..."
"Yes, thank you for reminding me." Mu Qianyu said, looked at Zhou Yan and said, "You still have the strength to fight, do you want to give it a try?"
Zhou Yan knew there was no way to survive, so he immediately raised his sword and rushed forward: "I will fight with you."
The corners of Mu Qianyu's eyes rose, and the white metal power lit up on the weapon, and he slashed down with the sword.
Zhou Yan was seriously injured in the battle just now, and after controlling the Spring and Autumn Volume for a while, he consumed too much, and at this moment, all three successes were gone.
When he was in his prime, he couldn't stop Mu Qianyu's sword, let alone now.
The big knife split the man in half without any suspense, and he fell softly, without any life left.
Shen Zhe said quickly: "Girl, I am an official of Dajing. If you really attack me, you will not be able to hide it. It will also damage the diplomatic relations between the two countries."
"Threatening me?" Mu Qianyu was looking at the blood splattered on his body with disgust, and his brows furrowed even deeper when he heard this.
"No, no... I don't dare..." Shen Zhe shook his head quickly: "It's just that if you don't kill me, it will be better for you."
"One question." Mu Qianyu looked at him who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and asked, "Who asked you to kill me?"
"It's the order from the academy's uncle." Shen Zhe replied happily.
However, this answer obviously did not satisfy Mu Qianyu, and she frowned even deeper: "I ask, who is the person colluding with your Donglin Academy? Is it me, Emperor Daxuan?"
"What's the point of that?" Mu Qianyu cut the person down very irritably, and then his eyes fell on Song Yiran.
Song Yiran immediately got excited and said: "I...I know...I told you, can you please let me go?"
"Are you talking nonsense again?" Mu Qianyu raised his eyebrows displeased.
"It's Xiao Zheng, your eldest son of Daxuan. He went to the academy to find his uncle the night before yesterday and told him that he would ambush you here." Song Yiran dared to offend Mu Qianyu, so he said it outright.
Mu Qianyu looked thoughtful. The person who sent the message was Xiao Zheng, so who was the person behind Xiao Zheng?
"Girl, let me go. I promise not to say anything. I'm still young. I..."
"Am I too old? Noise." She said, raising the knife and dropping it, and another flash of blood appeared in front of her.
Song Yiran fell in a pool of blood, with the corners of his mouth shaking and unable to say a word.
"Isn't it good to live? You have to provoke me." Mu Qianyu put away the sword and grinned: "It's okay, who likes to fight? It hurts me to death."
The injuries on her body were no less than those suffered by these people before they died. However, in addition to the wide meridians of the Super Spiritual Root, her physical body was also stronger than ordinary people, so it was difficult to injure the root.
"Master, do you need to collect the Spring and Autumn Annals?" Qi Ling asked.
Mu Qianyu shook his head: "You can collect it after I find a small house to hide it in. There must be many people outside the formation waiting to see it. I don't want to be exposed."
"Okay." Qi Ling agreed.
"The corpse was destroyed. The traces of my actions are too obvious." Mu Qianyu said as he limped away.
The weapon spirit was somewhat repelled by this, because he could not release his power and could only put the corpse into the cauldron for refining.
Mu Qianyu chose a room that had no light and was ominous, got in, closed the door, and then ordered: "Little Lingling, take the Spring and Autumn Book and erase the original owner's mark, but don't refine it."
It's a good idea to keep such good things or give them away.