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Chapter 249: Fang Mu Sets Out for Yunlan Sect

There are no walls in the world that don't let wind through.

News of the Centipede King's fall quickly spread.

After looting Nanwu Temple, the five great demon kings didn't continue searching for its remaining members.

At that time, Du'e was traveling in disguise with seven disciples of Nanwu Temple. As they passed a tavern, they overheard demon cultivators inside discussing how the Centipede King had been slain by a Golden-Winged Eagle. Du'e froze on the spot, stunned.

"Martial Uncle, do you think this news is reliable?"

Kongwen looked at his martial uncle Du'e, who was still dazed, and asked instinctively.

Du'e shook his head. "Let's go inside and find out."

"All right."

Upon hearing of the Centipede King's death, Kongwen and the others finally felt at ease.

Although they hadn't encountered any trouble over the past few days, they had traveled with utmost caution.

The moment they stepped into the tavern, they found every table full of cultivators discussing the details of the Centipede King's fall.

"Do you think the one who suppressed the Centipede King was a Grand Sage or a Great Saint?"

"Obviously a Grand Sage. There are only a handful of Great Saints in the Southern Barbarians, and they have no ties to Nanwu Temple. Why would they intervene just to suppress a half-step Grand Sage like the Centipede King?"

"It's strange though—there isn't a Grand Sage stationed within the Golden-Winged Eagle Clan. Could that Grand Sage have come from outside Ten Thousand Demons Mountain?"

"…"

As Du'e listened to their discussions, a powerful figure flashed through his mind. His expression shifted, and understanding dawned on his face.

"I know who suppressed the Centipede King."

As soon as he spoke, every cultivator in the tavern turned to look at him.

Kongwen instinctively asked, "Martial Uncle, could you reveal the name of that Grand Sage to us?"

Du'e shook his head. "I don't know his name either. I only know he's from a holy land. He had another Grand Sage with him, one even stronger than the Golden-Winged Eagle Grand Sage."

Although he spoke softly, everyone nearby perked up their ears and caught every word clearly.

After hearing him, the entire tavern fell into a collective gasp.

"Hiss…"

A passerby murmured, "Two Grand Sages from a holy land appearing in the Southern Barbarians... could something major be happening?"

"Looks like there won't be peace in the Southern Barbarians."

"…"

Du'e said nothing more and began thinking about what path to take next.

As for Chu Feng's group—the ones being discussed—they were still traveling south by carriage.

Their destination was Qingqiu, located deep within Ten Thousand Demons Mountain.

It was a long journey, and they would have to pass through several demon kingdoms along the way.

However, Du'e's words that day in the tavern spread through Ten Thousand Demons Mountain almost instantly.

After receiving the news, each of the major demon kings issued strict orders to their subordinates: cause no trouble. If anyone provoked those two Grand Sages, the demon kings themselves would personally deliver the offender's head as an offering.

With the orders in effect, any cultivator with even a shred of background no longer dared to show off in public.

Chu Feng's journey remained uneventful.

While his group headed south at a leisurely pace, far away in Dayuan, Fang Mu was traveling north with Princess Qinghe to Yunlan Sect.

Half a month earlier, Fang Mu had passed the royal family's test and was granted the right to enter Yunlan Sect alongside Princess Qinghe.

Several days later—

Princess Qinghe led her entourage to a residence within Yunlan City.

"Stop."

A cold voice rang out from within the carriage.

Fang Mu and the others immediately halted their steps and stood respectfully beside the carriage.

A young woman dressed in ornate brocade robes stepped down gracefully. She possessed a noble air and elegant beauty. Sweeping her gaze over the crowd, she spoke calmly:

"Tomorrow we will be heading to Yunlan Sect. Before we enter, I have a few things to make clear.

You must remember them well.

If anything goes wrong, I will not plead for any of you."

"We respectfully await the Princess's instructions."

Everyone responded in unison, voices full of deference.

Princess Qinghe began to speak slowly. "First, after joining Yunlan Sect, all of you must abide by its rules. Second…"

"And finally—the most important point—under no circumstances are you to come into conflict with the disciples of the Song Clan. If any of you offend a Song disciple, I will not be able to protect you."

"We will remember the Princess's instructions," everyone said in chorus.

Every person present had heard of the Yunlan Song Clan.

The Song Clan's favored daughter was the Dao companion of one of Wendao Academy's twin prodigies—Unrivaled Tyrant Fist, Cao Youqian. Behind this prodigy stood the two chief elders of Wendao Academy—one of whom was a Half-Saint.

As a result, the Song Clan's standing in Yunlan Sect had risen sharply. No one here was foolish enough to cross them—just trying to curry favor with the Song Clan would be hard enough, let alone daring to offend them.

Princess Qinghe said calmly, "From now on, don't call me 'Princess.' Address me uniformly as Senior Sister."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Princess Qinghe gave a slight nod. "Go and rest. Tomorrow I will bring you all up the mountain."

After taking their leave, everyone returned to their rooms.

Fang Mu shared a room with a Fang family guard named Fang Er. Now that he had arrived in Yunlan City, he felt little excitement.

At this point, Fang Mu's only desire was to master the Lesser Destiny Art passed down to him by his teacher, and then leave Yunlan Sect to formally join his master's tutelage.

"Xiao Mu, why do you look unhappy? Once we join Yunlan Sect, we'll be free of our servant status."

Fang Er smiled broadly as he spoke.

"Brother Er, I'm just a little nervous," Fang Mu replied politely.

Fang Er didn't mind. "What's there to be nervous about? With the Princess backing us, at the very least we'll be accepted as servant disciples. Stay in Yunlan Sect for a few years and reach Dao Foundation—if we can't remain in the sect, we can still go down the mountain, buy some good farmland, marry someone, and live a comfortable life."

"Brother Er, don't you want to become an outer sect disciple?" Fang Mu asked instinctively.

Fang Er laughed. "Becoming an outer sect disciple isn't that easy. We don't have any notable skills, and we're just average in appearance."

"A skill…"

Fang Mu's eyes lit up. He was someone with ambition. To him, Yunlan Sect was merely a stepping stone. But even so, he didn't want to waste time drifting aimlessly within the sect.

Looks like I'll have to show some strength in tomorrow's assessment.

Over the past half year, his alchemy skills had improved significantly—he could now refine mid-grade Body Tempering Pills.

The next morning, Princess Qinghe led her attendants toward Yunlan Sect.

By the time they arrived at the mountain gate, the place was already overflowing with people. Today was Yunlan Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony, and many young elites from various factions had gathered early to wait.

Princess Qinghe was already a disciple of Yunlan Sect, and Dayuan held significant influence within the sect.

The group made their way through the crowd and arrived at one of the assessment points.

The elder in charge of the assessment saw Princess Qinghe and greeted her with a smile. "Linglong Shizhi, you've arrived."

Fang Linglong gave a slight bow. "Greetings, Martial Uncle Chen. Thank you for your trouble."

"It's nothing."

Elder Chen gave a subtle glance to the disciple at his side.

The disciple immediately stepped forward and addressed Fang Mu's group. "Form a line. Register one by one for assessment."

"Yes."

Everyone quickly arranged themselves in order of rank within the Fang household. Naturally, Fang Mu stood at the very end.

"Fang Yuan. Age nineteen. Body Tempering, seventh layer. Bone and root aptitude: below average. No awakened bloodline. Assignable to servant duties."

"..."

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