Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

After several years, Jun Wuxie used the Compassionate Sound Ice Heart Pendant again.

In these years, he had never thought of calling Mu Ciyin to meet, because he didn't want to disturb her, nor did he want her to take risks.

Mu Ciyin's speed was always so fast.

Every time, as long as Jun Wuxie called out to the Compassionate Sound Ice Heart Pendant she gave him, she would always arrive at the first moment with the fastest speed.

Even if the Ice Heart Pavilion was far away in the Northern Territory, hundreds of billions of miles away from the area between Qingzhou and Hanzhou, Mu Ciyin would appear in front of him in an instant.

It was as if she had been hiding by his side, walking out of the void in front of him as soon as his call ended.

Mu Ciyin was as beautiful as eternity, still dressed in white, her soft black hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall, her ice-jade-like skin crystal clear and shimmering.

Beneath her pure and refined temperament, her eyes were as clear and transparent as ice and snow, every line of her facial features was exquisite to perfection, without any flaws, not like a woman of the mortal world, but like a celestial empress walking out of a world-shaking painting, peerless in beauty.

"Wuxie."

Her clear and cold voice carried a hint of gentleness, very pleasant to hear, like heavenly music, causing one's mind to tremble slightly, with a feeling of endless beauty.

Originally pure and refined, untouched by the mortal world, but this intimate call, with a shallow smile on her face, was extremely sweet, making one's heart feel like it had eaten honey.

"Master Ciyin."

Jun Wuxie's expression was slightly dazed, his composure was considered very strong, but at this moment it was difficult to resist Mu Ciyin's charm.

Every time he saw her, he would always feel deeply amazed, not for anything else, but because his master was really too beautiful, worthy of being the one who dominated the top of the Starry Sky Beauty List in the Upper Realm for more than 300,000 years.

This kind of appearance was no longer of the mortal world, even among the immortals and gods, it was probably the level of the ceiling of beauty.

Currently, among all the women around him, in terms of appearance and temperament, only Ye Qingxue and Aunt You surpassed Mu Ciyin.

"This time you are looking for your teacher, is there something you need your teacher to help you with?"

Mu Ciyin's eyes were clear and crystal clear, too bright, as if hiding an ice and snow world inside.

However, this kind of eyes, in Jun Wuxie's perception, did not have the slightest sense of coldness, but made him feel a comfortable feeling of bathing in clear spring water.

Listening to Mu Ciyin's words, he saw a trace of undisguised anticipation in her beautiful eyes.

This made him feel a slight shock in his heart.

So it turned out that Master Ciyin wanted to do something for him so much.

This was probably the mood of being a master, always wanting to be able to give the disciples some help.

In these years, whether in the Lower Realm or coming to the Upper Realm, he had never relied on his master.

Seeing that Jun Wuxie did not respond, Mu Ciyin's eyes dimmed slightly, she turned to look at the distant mountains and rivers, and said softly: "It seems that you don't need your teacher..."

Her voice was somewhat lonely, also with a hint of helplessness and sigh.

This was the only male disciple she had ever exceptionally accepted in her life, and in her heart, he was also the only direct disciple.

As for Mu Xuelan and Mu Yunxi and others, to her, it was only because of him that she loved the house and its crow, taking them under her wing to teach them cultivation.

She had always wanted to do something for him, to fulfill her responsibility as a master, but he always refused, always not needing her, making her feel a strong sense of not being needed.

In the world, I don't know how many people dream of becoming Mu Ciyin's disciple but cannot, but she is now full of melancholy for not being able to help her most beloved disciple.

"Master Ciyin, it's not what you think, how could your disciple not need you? These years, you have helped your disciple too much, otherwise how could your disciple be so at ease to fight for his own opportunities, so Master, please don't think like this."

Jun Wuxie hurriedly stepped forward to comfort her, and couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, the Pavilion Master of the Ice Heart Pavilion, a great powerhouse of the Primordial Saint Realm, actually showed a sad expression because of this matter.

"But your teacher feels that she is so useless, having the Primordial Saint Realm in vain, but unable to directly help you on your path to growth."

Mu Ciyin turned around and stared at him, and said: "After several years, you have cultivated from the Saint Realm at that time to the current state of infinitely approaching the Overlord Saint Realm, such a cultivation speed makes your teacher feel proud. Xuelan and Yunxi, in the secret realm specially arranged for them by the teacher, have high-quality resources to supply them, and can hone themselves at any time, entering the Saint Realm several years earlier than you, and have only just entered the Overlord Saint Realm. I believe that you will soon surpass them in realm, not to mention combat power."

"Actually, I can step into the Overlord Saint Realm at any time, but I deliberately suppressed the realm."

Jun Wuxie surged blood energy between his palms and fingers, cleaned the dust on the ground, and sat down casually, "This time calling Master Ciyin here, the main purpose is to discuss with Master, to lure out the powerhouses of the Fallen Red Dust."

"What? You want your teacher to lure out the powerhouses of the Fallen Red Dust? If this is the case, the enemies that appear will all be super powerhouses of the Primordial Saint Realm. In this level of battle, you are afraid..."

She didn't say the last few words, but the meaning was obvious, that is, in that kind of situation, Jun Wuxie would not be able to protect himself.

No matter how heaven-defying his growth talent was, his realm was still not high at present, not even reaching the Overlord Saint Realm, separated from the Primordial Saint Realm by an infinitely distant distance, which could not be measured by reason.