The Divine Martial Stars

Crack!

A bloody whip mark appeared on Huang Shu's face.

An arrogant third-generation disciple of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect with a whip in his hand shouted disdainfully, "Elder Song is very busy now. How can he have time to care about you sinful savages? Get out of the way. If you enrage His Highness, the entire Yellow Dragon Tribe will be reduced to ashes."

Huang Shu looked angry, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Huang Long, the chief of the Yellow Dragon Tribe, smiled fawningly and said, "Your Honor, please make an exception. My daughter is the concubine chosen by Elder Song. He ordered us to send her here today…"

"Concubine?" The disciple burst into laughter. He glanced at Huang Ye'er and said in a sarcastic tone, "I think it's better to call her a slave. You lowlife b*tches are as black as coal balls. You don't deserve to be Elder Song's concubines. Ha-ha, you really don't know that you're all good for nothings."

The people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe gnashed their teeth in anger.

A mortified look appeared on Huang Ye'er's beautiful face.

For a young girl, this was a great insult.

"Watch your language!" Luo Liang shouted angrily. When he saw the look on Huang Ye'er's face, he felt a rush of blood to his head and stood up for her regardless of the consequences.

"Who are you? Do you think you have the right to speak, huh? Are you a mortal?" The disciple of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect cast a baleful glance at Luo Liang and said with a serious look on his face, "How dare you! How can the Yellow Dragon Tribe collude with a mortal? Arrest him!"

Several disciples of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect rushed over.

Luo Liang wanted to resist.

However, he was not powerful enough to make waves in the face of the disciples of an immortal sect.

When Huang Shu saw that, he signaled Luo Liang with his eyes.

"Didn't you say that you know someone in the Mind-clearing Sword Sect? Call out his name!"

Luo Liang was a little confused.

"Why does the Mind-clearing Sword Sect hate 'mortals' so much?"

The disciples of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect seized Luo Liang and tied him up. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He acted impulsively this time.

Just then, a beam of sword light came from the distance, and a tall, thin elder landed on the ground. He frowned and said, "What's going on? It's so noisy here. You can't afford to disturb His Honor Li Mu."

The third-generation disciple hurriedly bowed and said, "Elder Zhou, these are the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe. They colluded with mortals…"

Luo Liang's eyes lit up when he heard the words "His Honor Li Mu".

"Could he be that Li Mu?"

"Wait a minute. I didn't mean to make trouble. I know his Honor Li Mu, and I'm his friend," Luo Liang said loudly, ready to risk everything.

"Bah, how could you know His Honor Li Mu?" The third-generation disciple sneered.

Elder Zhou's heart skipped a beat.

He knew that Li Mu was also from the mortal world.

"Could it be that Li Mu was really on good terms with this mortal?

"I can't afford to be careless about this sort of thing."

In the scripture library of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect.

The golden rays of sunlight shone on the bookshelf.

Li Mu was sitting quietly, holding a quaint scripture scroll in his hands, and reading it leisurely.

"Once upon a time, there was a yellow dragon—the descendant of ancient devils which dominated the sky. It spurted out poisonous fumes and brought disasters to mountains and rivers. No large sect could defeat it, and all living creatures were plunged into misery and suffering. Later, the guarding deity of our sect took action and killed the yellow dragon and its followers in the Dragon-slaying Valley. Our guarding deity was benevolent. He showed mercy and forgave the yellow dragon's descendants…."

Li Mu was reading the old stories recorded on the ancient scroll.

He was not very interested in martial arts and Cultivation Methods, and he liked reading books about miscellaneous events in the past and legends and myths about monsters and ghosts.

Li Mu meticulously dissected those records where it was difficult to decipher the truth and tried to find some clues to the truth about the small world in this famous mountain and the chaotic battlefield.

Two white-haired Supreme Elders of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect were standing behind Li Mu's seat obediently, each holding a hand fan to keep Li Mu cool.

Footsteps rang out.

Elder Zhou came in. When he saw the looks of the two Supreme Elders, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything. He walked to Li Mu, got down on one knee, and said, "Your Honor, a host from the mortal world is at the gate and he said that he is your friend…"

"A host?"

Li Mu put down the scripture scroll, his eyes flashing with surprise.

In the main hall.

After he heard what Luo Liang said, Li Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He did not expect that the live streaming industry would be revitalized in the great era of martial arts practice. Many practitioners wanted to become hosts instead of practicing hard and pursuing strength and longevity.

However, this could also be considered a combination of martial arts practice and technology.

In the Star River, there were similar things on the Immortal Net. However, the Immortal Net was not that commercialized, and most users used the Water Mirror Technique to track or record events. It was similar to videotaping, but not live streaming.

"Your Honor, I was in a desperate situation, so I had no choice but to say that I knew you… I…" Luo Liang hurriedly explained.

Li Mu waved his hand and said, "Hey, don't call me like that. Just call me Li Mu. We're both from Hero Country, and you're a young man living in the new era. There is no need to follow those old protocols. No one should be called 'Your Honor' in a well-off society."

Luo Liang was amused when he heard what Li Mu said.

The tension in the air was gone.

"As expected, Li Mu is really as easygoing as people say.

"That makes things easier."

Luo Liang hurriedly told Li Mu what he had gone through. In the end, he added excitedly, "Mr. Li, I'm a big fan of yours. I really am."

Li Mu burst out laughing. "A big fan? Did you become my fan after you learned about what I did?"

Luo Liang froze for a moment. Then, he suddenly realized that Li Mu was just joking.

"Go and bring the honored guests of the Yellow Dragon Tribe in."

Li Mu said to Elder Zhou.

The people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe waiting outside the main hall of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect were on tenterhooks and felt worried and anxious.

Huang Long, the chief of the Yellow Dragon Tribe, was very nervous.

He had been to the gate of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect several times to send tributes. However, due to his low status, he had never made it to the main hall.

He didn't know if the mortal named Luo Liang was really on good terms with 'His Honor Li Mu' mentioned by that disciple of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect. If it turned out to be a lie and were seen through, the entire Yellow Dragon Tribe would probably be wiped out.

Moreover, Huang Long was not sure of the status of 'His Honor Li Mu' in the Mind-clearing Sword Sect and if Li Mu's words carried weight.

After all, as far as he knew, all the important matters of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect were decided by Elder Jian, the chairman of the sect.

Just then, Elder Zhou walked out of the main hall.

"His Honor Mr. Li has extended an invitation to you all."

Elder Zhou became much more amicable.

Led by Elder Zhou, Huang Long, his son, his daughter, and the warriors of the Yellow Dragon Tribe entered the main hall anxiously.

The beautiful, magnificent buildings awed the warriors from this primitive tribe.

Huang Long wanted to ask Elder Zhou something several times, but he hesitated for a long time and refrained from asking.

After they walked into the main hall, they saw Luo Liang talking and laughing with a short-haired young man wearing strange clothes. That energetic young man sat in the main seat and looked very relaxed. They immediately realized that he must be a big shot.

"Ha-ha, my honored guests, please have a seat."

Li Mu stood up and greeted Huang Long and the other visitors.

His attitude made the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe feel flattered.

Luo Liang enthusiastically introduced them to Li Mu one by one.

"Ha-ha, it turns out that you came here to offer the tribute. Mr. Huang, you don't have to worry about that. From now on, you won't need to offer tribute to any sect in Mount Shong." Li Mu smiled and ordered the servants to bring some wine and fruits.

He wanted to have a good talk with the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe.

In the ancient book titled the Legend of A Yellow Dragon that he read just now, there were descriptions of the yellow dragon that brought disasters to Mount Shong. If he wasn't mistaken, the descendants of the yellow dragon mentioned in the book should be the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe in front of him.

He vaguely felt that the Yellow Dragon Tribe had a close relationship with the Dark Yellow Army.

Soon, wine was served.

Li Mu's hospitality bewildered the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe, but they could finally breathe a sigh of relief about the tribute.

"Who is Elder Song? How could he force a girl to marry him? That's disgusting. Send someone to check it out. Kill him directly if he had committed other offenses," Li Mu said to Elder Zhou.

"Yes."

Elder Zhou bowed respectfully and then left.

Li Mu hosted a dinner party to entertain the guests from the Yellow Dragon Tribe.

At dinner, Li Mu tried to elicit some information from them.

However, whenever Li Mu talked about the legendary 'yellow dragon' that was killed, the look on the face of Huang Long, the chief of the Yellow Dragon Tribe, changed drastically and Huang Long deliberately changed the subject. Obviously, he did not want to talk about it.

"Our tribe has lived and multiplied in this world for tens of generations. All the chiefs of the tribe were named 'Huang Long'. I am one of the 26th generation of the Yellow Dragon Tribe." Huang Long explained the origin of his name.

Li Mu nodded.

"I heard that the yellow dragon killed by the guarding deity of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect was actually a spirit beast guarding the gate of an immortal palace. Unfortunately, when that yellow dragon was killed, the arsenal of the immortal palace seemed to have disappeared." Li Mu said meaningfully, "I wonder if you know the whereabouts of the arsenal."

Huang Long's eyes flashed vigilantly, but he said in a very sincere manner, "That's a secret of immortal sects. We're just ordinary people. How can we know about it?"

Li Mu chuckled, "I thought that the Yellow Dragon Tribe had something to do with that yellow dragon, but I was wrong."

Huang Long said, "The Yellow Dragon Tribe does worship yellow dragons as divine beasts, but this is just a tradition. Our tribe has nothing to do with that yellow dragon."

While they were talking, Elder Zhou came in with two disciples of the Mind-clearing Sword Sect.

One disciple held a red wooden tray in his hands. On the tray was a head with greyish white hair, bared teeth, and a distorted face. Blood dripped onto the tray.

"Your Honor, we have confirmed that Song Ju, the elder of the Sky Sword Peak, has committed 38 intolerable offenses. He has been executed according to the laws and rules of the sect. We're here to report to Your Honor," Elder Zhou bowed and said respectfully.

Li Mu waved his hand.

Elder Zhou and the two disciples stepped back.

The people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe had mixed feelings.

In their eyes, Elder Song was a big shot that they couldn't afford to provoke, and a word from him could determine the fate of the Yellow Dragon Tribe. However, Li Mu had Elder Song beheaded with just one word…

"Who was the real big shot?"

This young man dressed strangely was clearly the real big shot.

However, they had no idea who he actually was.

He was so mysterious.

The dinner ended.

Li Mu didn't find out the exact truth.

However, he could confirm some things based on the reaction of Huang Long, the chief of the Yellow Dragon Tribe.

Li Mu got up and said with a smile on his face, "I've heard that the Gate of the Ancestors in the Qinling mountains will be opening soon. At that time, all the practitioners in the small worlds can break free from their shackles and gain their freedom. Mr. Huang, are you interested in going to Qinling to have a look?"

"What?" Upon hearing Li Mu's words, the face of Huang Long, who was usually a calm person, changed drastically, and a shocked look appeared on his dark face. "The Gate of the Ancestors? No, it's impossible… That's too bad."