Refining the Mountains and Rivers

Nine mirrors floated in the skies above the summit dwelling. They each emitted a light of their own that wove together into a net. Pillars decorated the courtyard, each one with runes constantly meandering across their surface.

Tutou was imprisoned within. His body was rolled up in a ball. If it weren't for the fluctuations of his chest, others might have thought he had died already.

Several youths had uncertain complexions. Looking at the large fellow in the cage, they didn't know what to think. Yesterday, as they were enjoying themselves, this person suddenly visited and came to ask for others. Although this shouldn't have been a big deal, it had actually become one.

With drugs bursting in their bodies, they had all been overstimulated. They activated the array formation around this place and violently beat this person up. But once the medicinal efficacy of the drugs faded away and they figured out the true identity of this person, they all regretted it so much that they wanted to smash their heads into a wall.

They had beaten up someone sent over by the new Holy Son?

No matter how domineering Bai Qizi was and no matter how much he abused his father's status to recklessly do as he pleased, he was now biting his fingernails in a panic. Under the advice of these scoundrels, he tentatively brought this problem up with his father.

I was going to leave originally, but you told me it was fine to stay. Now that I've gotten into trouble, you have to help me deal with this!

After obtaining a reply, Bai Qizi and the others were overjoyed. It seemed that the high level figures were attempting to create turning points to force the Holy Son to make concessions in certain areas. As for them, they were just one of the numerous links. No wonder someone as low-key as his father had condoned him in acting like this…Bai Qizi's heart settled down a little.

However, as he thought about his father's private instructions, he still felt a little nervous. It had to be known that the one he was facing right now was the Demonic Path's Holy Son. Was doing this really fine?

….

The Demon Envoy furrowed his eyebrows. He waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to drink any more tea. He lightly said, "If Mister Mu is busy right now, then I will come and visit again another day."

He stood up. But just as he was about to leave, another door opened and the Mu Family's Old Ancestor walked out, a smile on his face. "I've grown old in these past years. I suddenly remembered something important so I had you waiting here for some time. I really must apologize."

Mu Yuantai stood up and bowed, "Old Ancestor."

The Mu Family Old Ancestor waved his hand, "I will entertain the Demon Envoy. You may leave."

Mu Yuantai respectfully bowed. He coldly glanced at the Demon Envoy and then strode away.

"An Yang, it's been a long time since we've had a chat. Please, sit down."

The Demon Envoy was silent for some time. He quietly sat down. The Mu Family Old Ancestor had an astonishingly high status. In the end he still needed to take his face into consideration.

"You've drank enough tea. If we engage in any more small talk, I'm afraid you might become angry with me. Then, let's get to the main subject." The Mu Family Old Ancestor smiled, "How can I get you to stand to the side and not do anything?"

The Demon Envoy lightly said, "Mister Mu, what is the meaning behind this?"

"An Yang, there is no need for any pretending between us. I will give you a final condition; you just have to consider it." The Mu Family Old Ancestor tapped his fingers and the space around them seemed to freeze, isolating all outside perceptions. "If Mu Mo can ascend the throne of the Holy Monarch, then my Mu Family only needs 10,000 years. After that, the throne of the Holy Monarch will be passed down to you. In this, the entire Mu Family is willing to sign a demonic contract with you to ensure that we do not go back on our word!"

The Demon Envoy's complexion changed. He never expected that the Mu Family would put forth such a condition. It had to be known that a demonic contract had an extremely great limiting function. Once signed, it was an enormous assurance that the Mu Family wouldn't do anything to him. In fact, they would even need to make sure that nothing happened to him before the contract deadline.

It was true that his heart moved, but this was only for an instant. His eyes turned cold and he said, "If Mister Mu has nothing else to discuss, I will bid my farewells first."

If the Mu Family's contract could be trusted, how could his family's old ancestor have fallen to such a miserable fate? Did this person really think that he didn't know about what happened in the past?

The Mu Family Old Ancestor said in a low tone, "An Yang, I know that you are filled with enmity towards the Mu Family, but, I have to tell you that there are facts you don't know about regarding what occurred in the past. Not all of it can be blamed on me!"

The Demon Envoy's complexion changed. He had once asked his teacher but hadn't obtained a concrete response. He was actually quite curious as to the exact events of what happened in the past. His family's old ancestor had been a shocking character with astonishing abilities. With his extraordinary strength, the throne of the Holy Monarch should have been his. So, how could he perish in a single night?

…With the Mu Family's strength in the past, it should have been impossible for them to do this.

"Sit down. I will tell you the truth. I hope that after you learn it, you will change your mind…while the Mu Family has wronged the An Family, we are not your sworn enemy!"

…

The Holy Son had arrived!

The summit dwelling was immediately sent into a panic. The servants and followers had already hidden in rooms. A group of guard cultivators paled and gulped, finding it difficult to breathe.

"Brother Bai, what do we do? The Holy Son has a revered status. If he wants to punish you and me, there is nothing we can do to stop him!" A young cultivator spoke in a fl.u.s.tered flurry. Because of the constant drugs he had taken for his own enjoyment over the years, his body was as thin as a reed and he shook like a sieve.

The several people around him were also horrified. This surnamed Bai had a Calamity Immortal father he could rely on, but the rest of them didn't have such a background.

If the Holy Son decided to vent his anger upon them, then even if they died there wouldn't be anyone speaking even half a word on their behalf.

"Brother Bai, a true man knows not to be at a disadvantage from the start. If we let that person go, then perhaps the Holy Son won't make things difficult for us."

"Yes! Yes! Precisely so! Yesterday I questioned that person. He came to bring back two servants and didn't mention taking back the courtyard at all. If that girl hadn't been slapped, there wouldn't have been such a mess. I think His Highness Holy Son will show some face to your father. If we bow our heads now, it won't be too disgraceful."

"Making things awkward for the Holy Son is not a trifling matter. If this problem spins out of control, we will all be in trouble…Brother Bai, you must consider this!"

Bai Qizi took a deep breath. He calmly said, "Fellow brothers, there is no need for you to worry. I have already secretly transferred the title of ownership of this dwelling to my name, and I have even taken in those two cheap servants. If this matter is carefully considered, there is nothing His Highness the Holy Son can say about it. Moreover, the Holy Son is trying to gather the will of the people right now. He won't make things difficult for us just because of such a minor matter."

As people saw Bai Qizi's relaxed demeanor, they calmed down a little. Thinking about it, Bai Qizi's father was a Calamity Immortal, so perhaps he had obtained secret instructions to do this. With that in mind, they felt a bit more secure about themselves. The heavens might have collapsed but there was a roof blocking it for them. At most they were just accomplices. If even Bai Qizi wasn't afraid, what did they need to feel fear for?

They clenched their teeth and finally stabilized themselves. But before they could take another breath, the front doors of the courtyard were blasted open. The ground trembled as a vast number of True Demon Guards began to rush in. Their legs started to shake again.

Bai Qizi roared, "Who comes!? You dare to act so unruly in my residence? It seems you are tired of living!"

With a Calamity Immortal father backing him, while others might fear the True Demon Guard, he didn't care about them at all. Moreover, with things having come to this step, even if the heavens were to fall on him he still had his father watching his back. As for going against the Holy Son, that was something he could brag about in the future.

There were countless people in the Demonic Path, but how many were as fierce as he was? Later when he wandered around, he would see just who dared to be arrogant in front of him! Thinking like this, the final bits of restlessness in Bai Qizi's heart scattered and he was stimulated instead.

Hearing his voice that was filled with momentum, the frightened group of young masters all looked towards him with admiration. It seemed they had really underestimated this surname Bai in the past. Having a Calamity Immortal father was the best!

Seeing their gazes, Bai Qizi felt much better. His attitude became much more swift and fierce.

Come!

What dog fart Holy Son? Not too long ago, you couldn't even compare with my shoes!