"Stop!"
Seeing Shao Ming trying to grab her young mistress's hand, Huan'er finally couldn't hold back.
She reached out, and without much effort, clamped Shao Ming's arm down her side. In a flash, a chopstick pierced Shao Ming's arm.
A scream rang out, and blood gushed down the table…
"Shao Ming, is it?" Xiao Yun'er's embarrassment vanished, replaced by a sly smile. "I'm Mu Yun's woman. You dare touch me? This little maid will kill you."
"She dares!" Shao Ming scoffed. "My grandfather is Shao Mingyu, an inner elder of the Holy Pill Sect. She dares to touch me?"
*Crack…*
Just as Shao Ming finished speaking, a cracking sound rang out, and the scream shook the entire restaurant.
Huan'er showed no mercy; with a flick of her wrist, Shao Ming's arm was instantly broken.
"I don't care who you are. Disrespecting my young lady deserves to die."
"Huan'er, let it go. This guy is just ignorant and can be spared. Spare his life." Xiao Yun'er waved her hand casually.
As the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, normally, if someone stared at her chest like that, her eyes would have been gouged out long ago.
But a mischievous thought suddenly welled up in her mind.
"Shao Ming, I don't care if you're an outer disciple or an inner disciple of the Holy Pill Sect. I'm Mu Yun's future woman. If you dare touch me, you'll die. But since you didn't know, I'll spare your life."
She turned around leisurely, a faint fragrance spreading, and Xiao Yun'er left the restaurant.
"Shao Ming, are you alright?"
Only now did Ba Yude, Tie Shanhu, and the others dare to step forward.
That maid was really too powerful, at least at the Spirit Cave Realm. How could they dare to interfere?
"Mu Yun, it's Mu Yun again!" Shao Ming's eyes were bloodshot as he couldn't help but shout, "I can't vent my hatred without killing him!" His
sinister words trailed off, his face turning ashen as he stormed off.
Inside the Diao family's secret chamber,
Shao Ming sat cross-legged, his face alternating between pale and flushed.
He had always considered himself a prodigy; his grandfather was an inner elder of the Holy Pill Sect, a renowned master of top-grade Xuan weapons, and he himself, not yet twenty, was considered one of the best within the inner sect.
But all of this changed completely after meeting Mu Yun.
Therefore, he was determined to kill Mu Yun.
"Hidden Spirit Pill, a third-grade pill, used to stimulate a martial artist's potential, allowing them to break through their limits."
Looking at the pale blue pill in his hand, Shao Ming's breathing grew heavy.
Previously, he was at the ninth level of the Spirit Connection Realm, but after the battle in the Northern Cloud Mountains, he had broken through to the tenth level of the Gathering Aperture Realm by chance.
Now, he was preparing to swallow the Hidden Spirit Pill to cross the tenth level and enter the tenth level of the Spirit Aperture Realm.
In this way, by squeezing out his own potential, it would be nearly impossible to advance further in the future.
But Shao Ming couldn't hold back any longer.
He wanted Mu Yun dead immediately.
With a gulp, he swallowed the Hidden Spirit Pill, and Shao Ming's face suddenly turned red. He vomited a mouthful of blood, and his whole body began to tremble.
His eyes widened, and blood even began to well up in his eyes.
"Hold on, you must hold on..."
His voice was a little hoarse, but Shao Ming remained sitting there, motionless. He was sustained by his hatred for Mu Yun.
Even if it meant exhausting all his physical potential, he would make Mu Yun suffer eternal damnation.
At the same time, in the Mu family, a realm advancement was also underway.
Mu Yun had already reached the eighth level of the Physical Body Gathering Realm, and the next step was the ninth level of the Spirit Connection Realm.
In fact, there was not much difference between the Gathering Spirit Realm and the Spirit Connection Realm in terms of power and true essence reserves.
The ninth level of the Spirit Connection Realm meant that the martial artist could have a clear mind, understand all things, and improve their thinking and reaction to things by more than ten times. Most importantly, it meant quick thinking and rapid reaction.
It's easy to imagine that in a battle between martial artists, reacting instantly to an opponent's attack would undoubtedly grant them greater combat power.
The Tenth Level of the Gathering Acupoints Realm represents another hurdle in a martial artist's physical cultivation.
The Gathering Acupoints Realm is the final level of the Ten Levels of Physical Cultivation.
Above the Ten Levels of Physical Cultivation lies the Ten Levels of Spiritual Acupoints. The Gathering Acupoints Realm involves nourishing the body's meridians with true essence, making final preparations for the Ten Levels of Spiritual Acupoints and opening the ten major acupoints within the body .
Mu Yun's physical body is now completely different from what it was six months ago.
Beneath his slightly fair skin, his powerful muscles are clearly defined, as if sculpted by nature's artistry.
Among martial artists, there are many with prominent muscle lines.
However, those martial artists, while their muscles appear bulging, do not possess the physique expected of a true martial artist. A martial
artist who truly combines strength and physical prowess possesses muscles that appear supple and approachable, not explosively muscular, but rather subtly restrained.
"Eighth level: Gathering Core Realm, true essence condenses into a core, gathered in the dantian; Ninth level: Spiritual Connection Realm, mind is clear and thoughts are lucid; Tenth level: Gathering Aperture Realm, using core essence to open apertures, thereby opening spiritual acupoints, stepping into the tenth level of spiritual acupoints."
Silently reciting this, Mu Yun sat down, mobilizing the flow of true essence within his body.
At the same time, the Immortal Slaughtering Diagram in his mind involuntarily opened a corner.
Within the Immortal Slaughtering Diagram,
a
wisp of energy quietly descended, rushing into Mu Yun's body. It was a vast and seemingly endless power, entering Mu Yun's body, making him feel an incomparably surging and vigorous aura.
Life force?
Spiritual power?
Perception?
...
For a moment, feeling those powers swirling and flowing within his body, Mu Yun couldn't help but stretch out his body.
He didn't know where the Immortal Slaughtering Diagram came from, but Mu Yun knew that without it, he would probably have died several times over.
Moreover, although the Immortal Execution Diagram didn't display overwhelming power with every breakthrough, each time it did, he benefited immensely.
Gradually, as that power flowed into Mu Yun's body, his body underwent a dramatic transformation. Finally, when all the power completely dissipated, Mu Yun could clearly feel an unprecedented change in his essence, energy, and spirit. However, just as Mu Yun was about to suppress his inner energy, an
unexpected change occurred.
A buzzing sound arose, and in a moment, the Immortal Slaughtering Diagram in Mu Yun's mind reopened.
This time, however, no martial arts techniques, pill formulas, or weapon recipes appeared; only a drop of water.
In Mu Yun's eyes, it was just a drop of water.
But that drop of water looked exceptionally different.
It seemed not to be real water, but rather a gas that had been extremely concentrated.
*Ding-dong…
* A ding-dong sound rang out, and the drop of "water" accurately dripped into Mu Yun's mind.
*Boom…*
A loud explosion resounded, and then Mu Yun felt the world before him undergo a cataclysmic change.
The drop of water flowed into his body, instantly transforming into countless streams, flowing in all directions through Mu Yun's limbs and meridians, impacting every single one of his meridians.
"This is… divine power!"
Stunned, Mu Yun's entire body suddenly trembled.
Gods!
They are the most mysterious beings in all the worlds.
The Great Thousand Worlds are divided into countless forms, from a continent of tens of thousands of miles in area to a single world, then to three thousand small worlds, and finally, countless great worlds.
The path of a martial artist is long and boundless, yet both the tenth level of physical cultivation and the tenth level of spiritual acupoints correspond to powerful regions.
Gods, on the other hand, are beings even Mu Yun in his past life revered.
Even as one of the strongest Immortal Kings in countless worlds, Mu Yun only felt respect and longing for gods.
However, gods are far too
ethereal and legendary; even in the vast worlds, where countless martial artists and various races gather, few know of them.
The reason Mu Yun could sense the divine power within that drop of water was entirely due to an adventure he had once experienced.
He had never believed in the existence of gods, but after witnessing the immense power of that force, Mu Yun finally understood that even an Immortal King was not the pinnacle of the world.
Divine power, then, is the power generated by gods.
This power completely transcends all the constraints of rules and exists outside of the natural world.
And now, sensing the fluctuations of that divine power, Mu Yun was naturally incredibly excited.
This drop of divine power, though a thousand times weaker, was still divine power, and for Mu Yun at his current state, it was like a mountain of gold.
"Such concentrated divine power is impossible for me to dissipate, but this also means I have many ways to utilize it."
He quickly absorbed the dissipating divine power within his body, and gradually, Mu Yun's body underwent another transformation.
Ninth Level Spirit Realm!
This time, Mu Yun could clearly feel the changes in his surroundings.
From the ants on the ground to the veins of leaves on the leaves in the courtyard, Mu Yun could perceive them all if he wanted.
"Is this divine power?"
Mu Yun was speechless.
Such diluted divine power could still produce such powerful and profound effects; truly worthy of being called divine power.
Upon reflection, Mu Yun chuckled to himself.
He had indeed been a bit foolish.
Back then, he was a Celestial King in his previous life, but now he was merely a member of the Mu family at the tenth level of the physical body realm.
The difference between them was immense.
In his previous life, this drop of divine power would at most have allowed him to consolidate his strength. But now, the power within this drop of divine power was like a vast ocean of treasure to him.
"Such power cannot be wasted!"
After careful consideration, Mu Yun hurriedly mobilized his true essence, gradually dissolving the divine power within his body and quietly gathering it in his palm.
Gradually, drops of liquid began to overflow from his palm.
He quickly took out a ceramic bottle and collected the liquid.
After working for most of the day and collecting more than a dozen bottles of liquid, Mu Yun finally felt at ease.
More than a dozen bottles of divine power diluted many times over—this kind of power was a miraculous medicine for improving cultivation levels, changing aptitude, and healing physical injuries.
"Perhaps I should give it a try!"
With this thought in mind, Mu Yun couldn't sit still any longer and left the small courtyard for the courtyard where Mu Linchen was.