254: Chapter 254 Several uncles are on their way.

His beard and hair were already completely gray, but the composure and majesty emanating from his bones made anyone dare not treat him as an ordinary old man.

There was no leakage of Qi from his entire body, as if he were just an ordinary wealthy man, but if one probed carefully with Divine Sense, they would find that the space within three feet of him was slightly distorting at an extremely slow and exquisite rhythm.

That was a strange phenomenon where the Laws of Heaven and Earth automatically surrounded him after his cultivation reached the absolute extreme.

Mu Mingfeng sensed the movement behind him and abruptly turned around.

When his gaze fell upon that familiar face, he was stunned for a moment, and then an expression of unbelievable joy burst forth in his eyes.

He almost instinctively straightened his robes and bowed deeply. The gloominess in his voice was swept away, replaced by heartfelt respect and excitement: "Old Ancestor! Why have you come?"

Mu Jiu, one of the Grand Elders of the Mu Family, at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, was the true pillar of the lineage of the Fifth Elder of the Mu Clan.

He had not left the ancestral land of the Mu Family for thousands of years, yet this time he appeared in Huaiyang City, which truly exceeded Mu Mingfeng's expectations.

Mu Jiu did not immediately respond to Mu Mingfeng's greeting, but slowly walked to the window, his gaze crossing the window lattice and falling upon the three figures standing with their hands behind their backs on the street.

He watched for a moment, and no ripples arose in those eyes as deep as an ancient well, only the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, as if he were appraising a piece of porcelain that was barely passable.

"I was merely passing through Huaiyang City, and did not expect to happen upon this scene." His voice was hoarse and bland, revealing no joy or anger, "Those three Kunlun Elders have quite impressive cultivation."

Mu Mingfeng raised his head, his face full of unwillingness and anger, his tone hurried and sharp: "Old Ancestor, since you have come, you have seen it! That Kunlun Elder clearly knew that Valley Master Qin Cangyan was acting on behalf of our Mu Family, yet he severely injured him in front of the entire city, and even uttered wild words saying things like 'even if the Patriarch himself arrives, he would not dare to act presumptuously in front of Kunlun'."

"Old Ancestor, they are slapping the face of our Mu Family!" The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his voice even trembling slightly.

"Although Valley Master Qin Cangyan is merely a valley master of an affiliated force, how many things has he done for the Mu Family over the years? Even without credit, there was hard toil. Now that he has been crippled in broad daylight, if our Mu Family does nothing, which force will dare to risk their lives for the Mu Family in the future?"

Mu Jiu turned around, his deep eyes falling upon Mu Mingfeng, his gaze calm yet carrying a trace of an elusive scrutiny.

He did not pick up Mu Mingfeng's thread, but instead shifted the topic and asked: "Mingfeng, why did Valley Master Qin Cangyan strike against the Sun Family? Old man remembers, the Sun Family is merely a medium-sized aristocratic family doing the Medicinal Pill business, having no dealings with Cangyan Valley, so there is no need for Valley Master Qin Cangyan to personally lead a team to kill people."

Mu Mingfeng's expression stalled slightly, but returned to normal in just a fleeting moment.

He did not conceal it, because concealing it in front of his own Old Ancestor had no meaning.

He reported truthfully, detail by detail, the grievances between the Zheng Family and the Sun Family, the Ancient God Bloodline within the Zheng Family's Bloodline, and how he used this matter to win over Zheng Lingfeng and consolidate relations with the Zheng Family.

At the end, he added: "Although the Zheng Family's strength is mediocre, the Ancient God Bloodline within Zheng Xiyue's body is crucially important to the Fifth Brother's cultivation."

"That brat Zheng Lingfeng was bullied by Sun Mingcheng. If I did not stand up for him, the Zheng Family would inevitably harbor two hearts toward the Mu Family. I just never expected that the few young people by Sun Mingcheng's side would actually be Kunlun Disciples, nor did I expect that Kunlun's Elder would personally make a move."

After listening, Mu Jiu neither blamed nor praised, but nodded slightly, his tone still as calm as water: "The Ancient God Bloodline is indeed important, and your handling cannot be considered wrong. As for Kunlun—"

He cast his gaze back outside the window, a trace of an elusive coldness floating at the corners of his mouth.

"Although Kunlun possesses existences capable of slaying half-immortals, there are gaps even among half-immortals."

"Ancestor of Liuli Sect was trapped at the Half-Step Immortal realm for seventy thousand years without making an inch of progress, long ago becoming a spent force. Kunlun being able to slay him does not mean Kunlun can walk sideways across Zhongzhou."

He paused, standing with his hands behind his back, a cold gleam faintly flowing within those deep eyes: "My Mu Family has been able to stand tall in Zhongzhou for hundreds of thousands of years without falling; what it has relied on has never been luck."

"Be it the Five Great Sacred Lands, or the Xiao Family and the Lin Family, no one dares to underestimate the Foundation of my Mu Family. Although Kunlun is strong, how many years has it been since it reared its head? In terms of Foundation, in terms of background, in terms of connections, which of these can it compare to my Mu Family?"

The more Mu Mingfeng listened, the brighter his eyes became, and the courage in his heart expanded inch by inch under Mu Jiu's words. He took a deep breath, and with irrepressible expectation asked: "Old Ancestor, then your meaning is—"

"There is no rush." Mu Jiu raised a hand to interrupt him, his tone returning to its previous calmness, "Several of your grand-uncles are also on their way here, and will arrive within the time it takes to burn an incense stick at the latest."

When Mu Mingfeng heard the four words "several grand-uncles", his pupils dilated slightly, and then an expression of hard-to-conceal ecstasy surfaced on his face.

He knew who the "several grand-uncles" in the Old Ancestor's mouth were. The lineage of the Fifth Elder of the Mu Clan had a total of four Grand Elders, all with cultivation at or above the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

Mu Jiu was ranked third, guarding the ancestral land year-round; the remaining three were either roaming the four directions or in secluded cultivation, rarely appearing simultaneously.

If these four struck together, plus Mu Jiu, that would be five Cultivators Undergoing Tribulation against three Cultivators Undergoing Tribulation. Even if Elder Jianchi were among them, he might not necessarily come out on top.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, respectfully retreating half a step behind Mu Jiu, his gaze falling back out the window. But this time, there was no longer the anger and unwillingness from just now in his eyes, replaced instead by the calmness and certainty of a hunter fixing his gaze upon prey.

Kunlun, Elder Cangwu, no matter how arrogant you are, you are merely three at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence. Once the five Old Ancestors of my Mu Family gather, I want to see if you can still be so arrogant and disdainful of everyone.

Mu Jiu no longer paid attention to Mu Mingfeng; his gaze constantly remained upon those three figures on the street, scrutinizing them one by one.

His line of sight first swept past Cang Song and Elder Cangwu, lingering on the two for a moment, and he roughly formed a judgment in his heart.

Although these two were at the Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, their Qi was more than enough in composure but lacking in sharpness; they should be the kind of Cultivators who progress steadily and excel in deep Foundation.

Such opponents were not easy to deal with, but not to the extent of making him feel apprehensive.

Afterwards, his gaze fell upon the third person, the gray-robed, white-bearded and haired old man holding a sword.

Mu Jiu's brows knitted imperceptibly. He recognized this face—Elder Jianchi, Grand Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the number one person in the sword Dao of the Southern Wasteland.

This person remained in closed-door cultivation year-round and rarely participated in the disputes of the Southern Wasteland. Mu Jiu never expected to encounter him here.