Mu Xi reacted as if a terrifying enemy had descended upon them. Hua Liuye’s appearance made him realize how serious this situation really was.

“Mountain-Subduing King, I’ve always loved talent. Throughout the Great Zhou, young men so blessed by fortune are rare indeed. If you’re willing to lower your head and pledge yourself to the Deathbringer’s Gate, I can look the other way about what happened today.”

Not far away, the white-robed, gray-haired Hua Liuye smiled faintly. “I’d even go so far as to offer you my position as vice sect leader on a silver platter.”

Mu Xi laughed coldly. “You sure know how to dream, you damn geezer!”

Clang!

He raised his golden spear and pointed its tip at the distant Hua Liuye. “Years ago, State Preceptor Hong Shenshang failed to kill you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t take your head!”

Before his cold voice even finished echoing through the air, Mu Xi charged bravely into the fray. 

He arced through the air like a dazzling rainbow, carrying surging murderous intent as he charged Hua Liuye.

Hua Liuye couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh. “Mountain-Subduing King, both the time and location are in my favor. I have the complete advantage. How could I possibly...