Urban Invincible Overlord

Han Tianxing remained silent for a moment and then said, "Daoist Qingchuan, to be honest, my Han Family has been established here for thousands of years, and we’ve never heard of any ancient relics existing here. Could it be that the information your Mu Family received is false? As for the disappearance of that group of cultivators from your Mu Family, it’s even less likely to be related to my Han Family, because we haven’t heard of any battles of that level happening nearby in recent years."

"Is the Han Family Master sure this has nothing to do with the Han Family?" Mu Qingchuan’s eyes flashed sharply, releasing an imposing aura as he stared at Han Tianxing.

"Naturally, it has nothing to do with us." Han Tianxing frowned slightly, his face showing displeasure.

Although the Mu Family is stronger than my Han Family, it’s simply too arrogant for a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like you to behave so arrogantly in front of a late-stage Nascent Soul like me.

He said emphatically, "Although my Han Family is not a prestigious sect, we certainly disdain to do such treacherous deeds. Besides, my Han Family and the Mu Family have always minded our own business. How could we attack the Mu Family without reason? Mu Qingchuan, you’d better think it through with substantiated evidence before making any claims, lest you tarnish the reputation of my Han Family."

Mu Qingchuan stared at Han Tianxing for a long time, finally nodding his head.

Although he didn’t know exactly what happened that day, the Mu Family team came to the Han Family precisely because Han Dachun’s identity was secretly reported to them by someone from the Han Family.

Originally, he intended to come directly to hold them accountable, but Han Tianxing’s attitude at this moment made him secretly wary.

This is an attempt to protect that young Han Dachun.

Knowing he would not learn anything concretely on the surface, Mu Qingchuan decided to investigate in secret.

Ten days later, Mu Qingchuan failed to obtain any desired information, leaving in frustration.

However, just after he left the Han Family’s territory, someone intercepted him.

The person was a confidant under Han Tianjiao, Han Qianye’s grandfather.

Although Han Tianjiao did not dare to defy the orders of the Divinity Transformation Realm ancestor, he could not swallow his anger.

His own grandson was killed, yet he was unable to pursue justice, how could he be willing?

Thus, he quietly sent his confidant to intercept Mu Qingchuan and reveal the truth to him.

After listening to this person, Mu Qingchuan was furious.

So, Han Tianxing, you are indeed trying to shield your grandson. Do you think just because your grandson knows a disciple from the Shang Qing Sect, your Han Family can curry favor with the Shang Qing Sect?

Just wait until I throw the evidence in front of you and see if you still dare to protect your grandson.

A flash of coldness appeared in his eyes, and he concocted a plan.

Aren’t you people interested in obtaining the Nine Nether Soul Reviving Grass?

Humph, last time the Mu Family’s Divinity Transformation Realm ancestor used it, the plant still had two leaves left. The ancestor was very satisfied with what I accomplished, so he gifted them to me, and I have them with me now.

Thus, Mu Qingchuan deliberately leaked the news of "Nine Nether Soul Reviving Grass leaves for sale" in a workshop.

Sure enough, Qingyang quickly got wind of this news.

Although her injuries had mostly healed, full recovery was still far off. If she could obtain the leaves of the Nine Nether Soul Reviving Grass, her recovery would greatly accelerate.

So she disguised herself and prepared to inquire about the Nine Nether Soul Reviving Grass at the workshop.

As one might expect, as soon as she left the Han Family’s ancestral home, she was targeted by Mu Qingchuan.

Although Qingyang had recovered to eighty percent of her combat power at her peak, she was no match for a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert.

Mu Qingchuan didn’t even need to use any powerful magic treasures; he suppressed her easily using just his cultivation realm.

"Hmph, it’s because of you, vile woman, that my Mu Family lost so many outstanding disciples. You deserve to die for your crimes." Mu Qingchuan’s murderous intent was palpable as he directly used the soul searching secret technique to probe into Fairy Qingyang’s Primordial Spirit.

Fairy Qingyang’s Primordial Spirit was already severely damaged, and now she was being forcibly soul-searched by a Nascent Soul stage powerhouse, causing her immense pain and uttering a heart-wrenching scream.

Nevertheless, Mu Qingchuan was ruthless, forcefully reading her memories.

A moment later, Mu Qingchuan released his grip, and Fairy Qingyang collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"So that’s how it is..." Mu Qingchuan’s eyes flickered with cold light, "That young man named Yang Fei dared to kill so many of my Mu Family’s experts! And those few magic treasures, the Extreme Fire Demon Pearl, Soul Binding Rope, Ten Directions Heavenly Furnace... these are precious treasures indeed!"

His face showed a hint of greed.

Yang Fei, oh Yang Fei, you killed my Mu Family’s people, considering Fairy Xihua’s face, and because you’re Wan Daorong’s closed-door disciple, with a good relationship with Master Shen of Shifang City, my Mu Family indeed dared not openly take action against you.

But you simply chose to court death, opting to leave the Shang Qing Sect alone.

Now you’ve once again killed so many Mu Family disciples and possess rare treasures. How could I forgive you?

With his mind set, he decided to seize the opportunity when Yang Fei ventured out alone, to capture him, not just to exact vengeance for the Mu Family, but also to acquire those rare treasures he carried!

He glanced down at Fairy Qingyang, cold light flashing in his eyes, and directly killed her.

"Consider this a down payment on revenge, Han Dachun, and the Han Family, just wait, the Mu Family will have its revenge sooner or later."

After erasing the evidence, Mu Qingchuan slipped away, intending to track down Yang Fei’s whereabouts.

As Qingyang’s soul perished, Han Dachun, who was cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, crying out in immense grief, "Qingyang..."

He sensed that Qingyang’s life soul lamp had been extinguished!

He rushed out of the Han Family like a madman...

...

Meanwhile, in the southern part of the Southern Domain, within the Flame Moon Sect’s territory.

Zhou Wanqing, an elder of the Wushen Sect, arrived at a cultivator gathering place called Black Stone Town.

Located in a remote area with sparse spiritual energy, most of the visitors were low-rank cultivators, with few high-level ones setting foot there.

Zhou Wanqing stood at the town entrance, casting his divine sense to scan the surroundings.

Soon he pinpointed a specific location, murmuring to himself, "Hmph, thought you’d be safe hiding in such a remote area, did you? As long as the Soul-Loss Attraction is with you, no matter the ends of the earth, you can’t escape my tracking."

He curled his lips into a cold smile and stepped into the town.

A moment later, he appeared before a small courtyard on the western side of the town.

This small courtyard wasn’t large, with a few common spirit grass plants growing inside, making it seem rather unremarkable.

Suddenly, two piercing divine senses fell upon him.

Zhou Wanqing was secretly startled, these two women were quite vigilant, managing to detect him despite his Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation and hidden aura.

Having such keen intuition at early-stage Core Formation is truly remarkable.

"Who are you to intrude upon others’ quarters without permission?" A cold voice followed.

Zhou Wanqing’s divine sense scanned, pinpointing the figures of two female cultivators, seeing their plain appearances, clearly using disguises, he sneered, saying coldly, "I, Zhou Wanqing, am here for my useless disciple Gongyang Shan. I don’t know how my disciple offended you two, but to have dealt such a heavy hand on my disciple, hmph, who in the Southern Domain Cultivation World doesn’t know I, Zhou Wanqing, protect my own, how bold of you to kill my disciple."