Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Yu Mu's energy-dispersing aura naturally caused a huge uproar in the entire Yunhe Sect.

The upper echelons of the Yunhe Sect didn't care who Yu Mu was from. As long as this kind of disciple didn't do anything harmful, they could have him open his own sect even if he wanted to!

But they care about Yu Mu's cultivation. Yu Mu is the chief genius, the only one in this generation who has reached the great perfection of Jindan! He is a figure who suppresses the northwest generation! They want to rely on Yu Mu to consolidate the status of Yunhe Sect in the northwest!

But Yu Mu's dispersal of his power was no joke! His dispersal of his power would definitely affect his cultivation, and in serious cases, he would even fall down a major realm.

They couldn't accept this kind of loss! But Yu Mu acted too fast and without any signs.

As a result, all the senior members of the sect gathered together. Yun Buqi, who was still confused, was invited over.

At first, Yun Buqi was shocked when he found out that Yu Mu had dispersed his power, but then he felt that Xiao Mu was going to completely sever ties with the Zili sect.

“Elder Yun! Yu Mu has now joined your sect. Is this how you take care of such a genius? You!! How could you let him lose his power!”

The sect leader beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Don't you know that the Northwest Sect Competition is coming soon! Without Yu Mu, will we have to go into battle?!"

Other senior executives, including Zi Li, looked at Yun Buqi coldly.

Yun Buqi, on the other hand, was calmly sipping his tea, and raised his head and said, "I wonder, you are still so impetuous even at your age."

"you!"

The sect leader choked on his breath.

"Elder Yun, Mu'er is my disciple, so this kind of thing will never happen to him."

Zi Li felt distressed when she thought of Yu Mu's dissipated energy.

"Yes, Xiaomu has been your disciple, but you never mention the grievances he has suffered." Yun Buqi put down the teacup and leaned forward slightly, feeling a sense of oppression.

He could give in on other things, but he would not give in even a little when it came to his disciple Yu Mu!

He...really feels bad.

Otherwise, Yu Mu should have been called over. Why was Yu Mu still able to stay in the training room so steadily after dispersing his energy? The pressure... was all borne by Yun Buqi.

"Now that things have come to this, the two of you should stop fighting."

The sect leader rubbed his forehead and said, "Elder Yun, can you please recall Qi Que and Elder Zi Li? This time... I'm afraid your disciple Xiao Yu will have to go into battle."

"Yunhe's glory must not make the slightest mistake!"

After hearing what the sect leader said, Yun Buqi and Zi Li fell silent.

Qi Que is Yun Buqi's eldest disciple. Apart from anything else, all the geniuses who take part in the Northwest Sect Competition are under the age of fifty, and this year is Qi Que's fiftieth birthday.

If he rushes back, it may be too late.

Zi Li was even more troubled. She could hardly order Xiao Yu around! Moreover, although she was a Jindan-stage cultivator, she practiced the ruthless way and could not exert her normal combat power until she reached the Nascent Soul stage.

Only Yu Mu is the real top star of the younger generation of Yunhe Sect!

"Why, as the two Supremes, is it so difficult for you to help Yunhe?"

The leader has a headache.

He is in charge of the affairs of the sect, but...he does not have any outstanding disciples under him.

"Elder Yun, please pay more attention to Yu Mu's condition. With his talent, he will definitely be able to catch up even if he has to start over, let alone just losing his power."

"Okay, let's go."

The leader waved his hand, his face full of fatigue.

However, many senior executives have different thoughts.

As for Yu Mu, he doesn't care about these at all.

An old monster with a psychological age of thousands of years, even if he had been a soldier all his life and his mentality was not the same as that of an ordinary thousand-year-old monster, he was still not something that the Yunhe Sect could shake.

Now, he only cares about himself, and the people and things that he should care about and that are worth caring about.

For several days, Yun Buqi did not disturb Yu Mu.

The training room was also completely given to him.

After a few days, Yu Mu had completely transformed Tianhe Xuan Gong into Jiuli Devil Heart Technique, a top-level heavenly skill! And he was very familiar with it.

Yu Mu's cultivation level not only did not drop, but he directly broke into the Golden Core Realm! Coupled with his combat experience and the richness of his spiritual power, I'm afraid that most people in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm would not be his opponent.

Look, Yu Mu stood up.

The starlight from the spirit stones in the training room illuminated his angular face. Perhaps because of his technique, his gentle temperament was still there, but with an indescribable evil edge.

The Nine-Separation Demon Heart Technique...is actually a demonic skill!

He also changed his white robe into a black long gown, which he carefully placed in his storage ring.

Why stain white clothes when you are covered in blood?

He doesn't mind the dirtiness, as long as the blood can protect the people he wants to protect, he will not shed as much as he wants, even if it means the world becomes a river of blood, he will not have an ounce of compassion.

"When the Nascent Soul is formed, I will take Master away from here."

With a stretch, all the fierce aura was restrained.

"But... the old man has worked hard for Yunhe all his life, which is really not worth it. But he doesn't know the cause and effect, and he doesn't know what he will face in the future. If he wants to persuade him... it may not be easy."

Thinking about it, Yu Mu finally made a decision.

The door of the training room was open. The summer breeze brought the unique scent of plants and trees in Xingyun Hall. As the warm sunlight entered the room, Yu Mu squinted his eyes slightly.

The light can indeed alleviate the indifference that has already formed instinctively in his eyes.

"Forget it, let's go to Yunhe Gate first and make Master happy. It won't be a regret."

Yun Buqi, who was tending the fields, sneezed.

Just when he was a little curious, he turned around and saw Yu Mu, who had changed into new clothes, tiptoeing and stealing... no, picking his spiritual fruit?

"Ouch! You bastard! It's not cooked yet, it's not cooked yet!"

Seeing Yu Mu stuffing the spiritual fruit into his mouth, Yun Buqi became furious and picked up a shovel to hit Yu Mu.

However, as he got closer, the expression on Yun Buqi's face changed instantly.

"Golden elixir period!"

"Yes, Master." Yu Mu looked at Yun Buqi's open mouth, and threw a small spiritual fruit into it accurately.

Yun Buqi took a bite subconsciously, and the rich fruity aroma burst into his mouth, making him feel even more heartbroken.

"When this thing is fully ripe, it is perfect for soaking in wine!"

After saying that, he looked at Yu Mu.

"Dispersing your power, in just a few days, not only did you not fall back in your cultivation level, but you actually broke through? No, Xiaomu, where did you get this skill from? Why does your master feel something is wrong?"

Yun Buqi circled around Yu Mu.

"Disciple will have his own chance."

"Oh, then I won't ask any more questions. Just take care of yourself." Yun Buqi looked at Yu Mu meaningfully.

As a monk, who doesn’t have some opportunities?

If the truth is uncovered, he would not be worthy of being Yu Mu's master.

"My disciple also has a spear technique, and Master has just given me a gift of heavenly knowledge. I wonder if I would be bold enough to ask Master to test me?"

Yu Mu smiled warmly and politely. At this moment, he was no different from the chief genius known by everyone in the Yunhe Sect.

"You are quite brave. Well, you haven't exercised for a long time." Yun Buqi laughed.

Xingyun Hall is a place for performing martial arts.

It’s just that it has indeed been a long time since I used it, and the so-called test is not a sparring session.

It was just Yu Mu practicing with the spear and Yun Buqi was just watching.

Seeing the spear coming out like a dragon, originally full of murderous aura, the untamed spear was easily controlled in Yu Mu's hand, and Yun Buqi couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise in his eyes.

What a great marksmanship! He…does he call this gun Tianwen?

Yu Mu looked free and unrestrained, and even a bit arrogant. He clearly had no opponent, but he seemed to be fighting against the world.

How can someone so young have such murderous intent?

Although it was a graceful gun move, Yun Buqi felt not only murderous intent, but also loneliness, a heart-wrenching loneliness.

Heaven asks, Heaven asks…

Xiaomu, what have you been through...