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Chapter 488: Visiting the Huanhuan Sect
Chapter 488: Visiting the Huanhuan Sect
At the apex of Kunlun Mountain, the boundless power of heaven and earth surged, occasionally revealing cracks in the void, standing atop the world's highest peak, as if overlooking all under heaven.
At this moment, many Celestial Martial Artists who had gathered at the summit had already left, leaving only a few behind. They were about to depart, making their final farewells.
The Heavenly Lake Island Master walked beside Chen Mu, discussing something with him. After hearing Chen Mu's words, he showed a hint of realization, shaking his head and sighing, "So that's how it is... Thank you, Chen, for your generous teachings. It has truly enlightened me."
"Heavenly Lake Master, you are too kind. It's just a discussion on the Martial Dao," Chen Mu said with a slight shake of his head.
The Heavenly Lake Island Master smiled and said, "In the realm of martial arts, the enlightened ones lead the way. You stand at the pinnacle of the Martial Dao in the present world, and no one can match your status. But who knows what the next Kunlun Debate will be like thirty years from now."
As he spoke the last sentence, he gazed into the distant horizon, his eyes filled with a hint of longing.
Divine Realm.
The Martial Dao, at this moment, was almost unattainable.
As one of the top Celestial Martial Artists, he was well aware of his own abilities. Even with Chen Mu's presence at this Kunlun Debate and the combined efforts of everyone present, the Martial Dao had taken a solid step forward, but the Divine Realm was still very distant. At least, for their generation, there seemed to be no hope of reaching it.
If there was anyone in the current world with a real chance of touching the Divine Realm, it would be Chen Mu alone.
Chen Mu had only practiced martial arts for twenty years, yet he had already reached the pinnacle of the world. In thirty years, by the next Kunlun Debate, he might face obstacles on the path of the Martial Dao, but with his extraordinary talent, he might also take another step forward.
In any case,
He should still be able to witness the next Kunlun Debate thirty years from now.
At this moment, not only the Heavenly Lake Island Master but also the Xuan Tian Dao Master, who had not yet left, fixed their gazes upon Chen Mu. For them, even if they could make further progress in the future, due to their age, reaching the threshold of the Divine Realm would be challenging.
Only Chen Mu was the hope of this generation's Martial Dao. They themselves could not reach the Divine Realm, but they also hoped to witness the emergence of a Martial Dao practitioner who could ascend to godhood within their lifetime.
Chen Mu was the first unparalleled talent in the Martial Dao that the world had produced up to this point. If even after countless years, Chen Mu couldn't achieve godhood, then who knows how many thousands or tens of thousands of years it would take for another Chen Mu to appear.
"This debate has been immensely beneficial. I bid you farewell. Chen, if you have the time in the future, feel free to visit my Daoist temple. I will welcome you with open arms."
The Xuan Tian Dao Master approached the edge of the Kunlun Mountain summit and bowed to Chen Mu.
"If I have the time, Senior, please don't hesitate to disturb me," Chen Mu returned the bow to the Xuan Tian Dao Master.
"Hahaha!"
The Xuan Tian Dao Master let out a hearty laugh and took a step forward. His entire body stepped out from the Kunlun Mountain summit, and after a few steps, he disappeared among the distant mountains.
At this moment, the Heavenly Lake Island Master also smiled and bowed to Chen Mu, saying, "If you have the time, you can also visit my Heavenly Lake Island. Although my Heavenly Lake Island is not a breathtaking wonder, it still holds a unique charm."
Meanwhile,
The other Celestial Martial Artists also took turns expressing their intentions to Chen Mu.
Although they had all benefited greatly from today's Kunlun Debate, if they could have a private discussion with Chen Mu, no one would refuse. However, due to Chen Mu's current status and position, it was not easy to invite him.
Chen Mu, unconstrained by formalities, returned their gestures with a bow.
Finally,
The Celestial Martial Artists at the Kunlun Mountain summit quickly departed, leaving only Chen Mu standing at the summit. He glanced sideways and could still see the highest peak, where the four characters 'Kunlun Debate,' written by him, were engraved.
These four characters might accompany the Kunlun Debate for thousands or even tens of thousands of years without being destroyed.
Chen Mu didn't know how this Kunlun Debate would be evaluated by future generations, but he knew that the next Kunlun Debate would likely not have his participation because... before the next Kunlun Debate, he would have undoubtedly ascended to godhood!
Swish!
Chen Mu's figure flickered, and he silently disappeared from the Kunlun Mountain summit.
As Chen Mu departed, the numerous Blood Transformation figures gazing up at the summit gradually regained their composure. This Kunlun Debate had been immensely beneficial for them as well.
With the Celestial Martial Artists gone, it was now the turn of the Blood Transformation Realm practitioners to take the stage at the Kunlun Debate. Standing on the mountain wall, they looked at each other from a distance.
Yin Heng and Qin Mengjun were among them, their eyes deep with insight.
Especially Qin Mengjun.
She had originally been contemplating the Primordial Chart and had gained some insights. Now, after witnessing the profound discussions at the Kunlun Debate, she wanted to spar with some practitioners of the same level to verify her understanding.
At this moment, Chen Mu's distant voice echoed in the ears of Yin Heng and Qin Mengjun.
"Senior Yin, Master, I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave first."
Yin Heng and Qin Mengjun looked up simultaneously, but they couldn't spot Chen Mu's figure. They exchanged a glance, both feeling awe for Chen Mu's current realm.
Chen Mu now transmitted his voice to them, and they couldn't even determine the direction of the sound, nor could they sense where Chen Mu was. If the previous Chen Mu relied on sheer physical strength to dominate the world, then after stepping into the Celestial Being Level, Chen Mu truly gave off an unfathomable aura, making it almost impossible to discern his current realm.
After hearing Chen Mu’s words, the two didn’t say much more.
Chen Mu had already gained something from the Debate on Dao, and for his current level, engaging in a Debate on Dao with ordinary Blood Replacement Realm practitioners was naturally of little interest. It was not surprising that he left first, while they still had their own thoughts to verify with each other.
...
Kunlun Mountain, a side peak.
Standing by a rock on the summit of the side peak were the two sisters, Hua Nongying and Hua Nongyue. Each held one of the other’s hands, their auras interconnected, gazing in the direction of the Kunlun Mountain Summit as if sensing something.
After an unknown amount of time, Hua Nongyue’s slightly bewildered eyes suddenly came to life, and Hua Nongying also awoke at the same moment. The two of them turned their heads to one side and saw Chen Mu standing there, seemingly having arrived some time ago.
"Lord?"
The two spoke in unison.
They had been deeply immersed in the comprehension of Xuan Tian Daizhu’s move, "Yin-Yang Evolution of Time," and had been in that state for a long time. Chen Mu had not interrupted their comprehension and seemed to have been standing there for quite a while.
Hua Nongyue and Hua Nongying looked at Chen Mu, their identical almond-shaped eyes almost glistening with tears. If it weren’t for the inappropriate setting, both would have immediately demonstrated the profound principles of Yin-Yang union they had newly comprehended to Chen Mu.
"Let’s go."
Seeing the two women come out of their comprehension, Chen Mu nodded slightly and said, "The Debate on Dao is over. Didn’t your Sect Master invite me to be a guest?"
Hua Nongyue and Hua Nongying exchanged a glance, then both smiled happily.
...
"Lord Chen, please."
Amidst the green mountains and clear waters, many young maidens, some shy, some bold, and some admiring, all bowed to Chen Mu in unison, their voices melodic and pleasant.
Since he was a guest at the Huanhuan Sect, Chen Mu had anticipated their style, so the scene before him didn’t surprise him much. He calmly passed through the crowd, accompanied by Hua Nongying and Hua Nongyue.
One after another, the young maidens along the way bowed to Chen Mu.
Most of them were unfamiliar young maidens, but there were a few he recognized.
"Have I met you before?"
After walking a few steps, Chen Mu slowed down and looked at a woman beside him.
The woman was petite and charming, blinking her eyes at Chen Mu with admiration and respect. "I had the honor of meeting you in Yu Prefecture many years ago. I didn’t expect you to remember me."
"Hmm."
Chen Mu nodded slightly and asked, "Is Xiaolian well?"
Although he had asked, he had already recognized the woman the moment he saw her. She was an inner disciple of the Huanhuan Sect whom he had encountered during his time as the Inspector General in Yu Prefecture while hunting a notorious bandit.
With his well-developed Soul Core, nearly half of which had condensed into Unextinguishable Divine Light, even memories from over a decade ago were vivid and clear, and he understood the events of those days at a single thought.
As if she had anticipated Chen Mu’s question, Hou Lingling bowed and replied respectfully, "Lord, Xiaolian is currently in the capital, serving as the external manager of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion of the Huanhuan Sect. If you wish, I can have her come to see you immediately."
"Peace is enough; there’s no need to meet."
Chen Mu shook his head slightly.
Xiaolian was just a woman he had saved from a life of debauchery back then. Now, to be the manager of an external branch of the Huanhuan Sect was a position of significant authority for a woman who had once been destitute and fallen into the world of debauchery.
While some of her success might be due to her own efforts, much of it was likely because his status had grown year by year until he reached the pinnacle of the world. Even a common woman he had mentioned in passing would be noticed, and the fact that she had interacted with him was a form of destiny.
After saying this, Chen Mu continued forward.
Hou Lingling maintained her bowing posture, respectfully watching Chen Mu as he walked ahead. She watched his figure until it disappeared, and only then did a complex expression appear on her face, a mix of admiration and awe.
Chen Mu’s current status was already at the pinnacle of the world, revered as the Martial Saint, the foremost figure of his time. Yet, he still remembered a common woman he had saved on a whim, and even asked about her.
Recalling how Chen Mu was once just a somewhat talented young man in Yu Prefecture, and how she, an inner disciple of the Huanhuan Sect, hadn’t taken him too seriously, it was hard to believe that in just a few short years, he had soared to the heavens, achieving a status that seemed almost like a dream. The image of that slightly naive county official and the current world-renowned Martial Saint were indeed hard to reconcile.
"Your Huanhuan Sect, has it relocated to the Central State?" Chen Mu asked casually as he walked forward, addressing Hua Nongyue who was walking beside him.
This place was not in the Cold North, but in the Central State, a region close to the capital. The disciples of the Huanhuan Sect were numerous here, unlike a branch, it seemed more like the main sect's location. Moreover, the Huanhuan Sect had invited him as a guest to their main sect.
"Yes."
Hua Nongyue nodded lightly and replied, "The Huanhuan Sect's branches are spread across the four seas, and we've never had a fixed mountain gate. We can always disperse and regroup as needed. In the past, the main sect primarily developed in the Cold North, but now we've relocated to the Central State."
The Huanhuan Sect was somewhat different from other martial arts sects. Compared to the typical 'occupy the mountain' nature of martial sects, the Huanhuan Sect relied more on the mortal world for its development, thus possessing its unique characteristics.
Now, Chen Mu had conquered the world, and although he had not openly supported the Huanhuan Sect's development, it was common knowledge that there had been numerous collaborations between Chen Mu and the Huanhuan Sect.
Even if it was just borrowing the reputation of Chen Mu, it was enough for the Huanhuan Sect to establish itself in the Central State. At the very least, various factions would be wary of the Huanhuan Sect, unsure if provoking them would also mean provoking Chen Mu, the Martial Saint.
Of course, a Martial Saint having a close relationship with the Huanhuan Sect would naturally generate some whispers. Consequently, news of this relationship was confined to the upper echelons of the major factions, and no one dared to spread rumors about Chen Mu's connection with the Huanhuan Sect.
After all, if Chen Mu's reputation were to be tarnished and he were to become enraged, it would be more terrifying than the wrath of the imperial court. The emperor's anger could lead to a million deaths, but Chen Mu's fury could result in rivers of blood! However, Chen Mu himself didn't seem to mind these rumors. In his view, whether it was the Huanhuan Sect or any other sect, they were all either seeking survival or pursuing the martial path, with no fundamental differences between them.
After walking a few more steps, they arrived at the front of a valley. There, several elders of the Huanhuan Sect, including those Chen Mu knew like Xia Yuye and Luan Qiumei, were waiting. When they saw Chen Mu, they all bowed respectfully towards him.
The leading elder had deep eyes like the night sky, resembling the moon's reflection on autumn waters—clear and fathomless. Each movement of their eyes seemed to see through the deepest desires of one's heart. Their long eyebrows were like a painting, slightly raised, exuding a subtle aura of authority that made one's heart tremble. It was as if a single glance could decide one's life or death.
This was the Huanhuan Sect's leader, Mu Qingyi!
The Huanhuan Sect did not have a Supreme Elder, only the Sect Leader and the Holy Maiden. The Sect Leader was a position passed down through generations, always held by a Blood Replacement Realm cultivator. The Holy Maiden, too, could only be assumed by someone in the Blood Replacement Realm, essentially making her the heir to the Sect Leader.
The Huanhuan Sect had never produced a Celestial Martial Artist, but the Blood Replacement Realm cultivators had been consistently passed down through the generations. At its peak, there was once a Sect Leader and two Holy Maidens, but now there was only Mu Qingyi, and the sect lacked a suitable successor to take up the mantle.
As the Sect Leader of the Huanhuan Sect, Mu Qingyi was a renowned and formidable figure.
Although the mortal martial world generally looked down upon the Huanhuan Sect, when it came to the Sect Leader, ordinary martial artists would speak of her with trepidation. Compared to the leaders of orthodox sects, the Huanhuan Sect's leader was undoubtedly more fearsome.
However, at this moment, this leader who was so formidable and intimidating in the mortal world, showed no trace of her aura that could influence others' desires when facing Chen Mu. She suppressed all her charm and simply bowed lightly towards Chen Mu:
"Huanhuan's Mu Qingyi, greets the Holy Saint."
"Sect Leader Mu, I've long admired your reputation."
Chen Mu returned the greeting with a calm expression.
Looking at the renowned leader of the Huanhuan Sect before him, he couldn't help but feel a bit amazed. She had once been someone he greatly respected, but now, in his eyes, she seemed almost insignificant.
Even the entire Huanhuan Sect dared not show any disrespect in his presence, and he couldn't sense the rampant desires he had felt when he was in their sect.
Mu Qingyi smiled slightly and said, "In the presence of Holy Saint Chen, how can I speak of my own fame? Your visit to our sect is an honor that makes our humble abode shine."
As her words fell, Mu Qingyi extended her hand, inviting Chen Mu.
Chen Mu accepted the invitation with a relaxed expression and stepped forward, entering the Huanhuan Sect's premises.
Mu Qingyi and the other elders led the way, guiding Chen Mu through the valley to a group of palaces located in its center.
The palaces were not overly luxurious or extravagant, but upon entering, the scenery was completely different from the outside. There, several enchanting and charming young girls, some wearing barely-there clothing that left little to the imagination, and others in long robes and sheer veils that hinted at their beauty, stood quietly serving various spirit fruits, wines, and teas.
If this had been twenty years ago, Chen Mu would have surely been captivated and overwhelmed by the sight.
But the current Chen Mu faced this scene with a calm demeanor, casually taking a seat in the palace at Mu Qingyi's invitation.
(End of Chapter)
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