"Ah—!" A tyrannical aura exploded around Mu Tianyin as he leaped up, kicking up dust with his feet.
In the air, he crossed a step and appeared before Mu Qingge, fiercely thrusting the long sword in his hand towards her. Just when he thought he was about to pierce Mu Qingge, the Linglong Spear suddenly appeared, blocking his long sword.
Mu Qingge grasped the Linglong Spear with force, flipping the long sword in Mu Tianyin’s hand upward, shocking his tiger’s mouth until it went numb, almost causing him to lose grip on the sword handle.
As they crossed each other, their gazes met in mid-air.
Mu Qingge’s eyes were full of mockery. In contrast, Mu Tianyin’s eyes were filled with shock. It seemed he hadn’t expected Mu Qingge to have such strength, to be able to knock away his sword with just one move.
They landed again, exchanging positions.
Mu Tianyin abruptly turned around, glaring viciously at Mu Qingge.
Meanwhile, Mu Qingge, one hand holding the Linglong Spear, the other resting behind her back, stood straight and proud, her momentum like a rainbow.
The impact from their previous exchange stirred the dust on the floating stone, making the view hazy. A gust of wind swept through, dispersing the dust and causing their battle robes to flutter.
On the massive floating stone, a red and a golden figure stood against each other, and sparks of fierce battle flew between their exchanged glances.
Tianlu watched their duel through the mirror in his hand, together with the High Priest.
After the initial clash, Mu Qingge and Mu Tianyin’s reactions were clearly displayed in the mirror.
The High Priest glanced at Tianlu but found his expression unchanged. Unable to help himself, he asked, "Mu Tianyin is someone you personally trained. I believe you chose him out of so many Mu Clan bloodlines as a form of recognition. Why has he been so humiliated, repeatedly thwarted in front of our Young Master, yet you remain so calm and unconcerned?"
He paused, then tentatively asked, "Aren’t you afraid he might die at the hands of our Young Master?"
Tianlu slowly turned his gaze towards the High Priest. His tone was still unsettlingly calm. "Originally, the Mu Clan set this Young Master selection precisely to choose the best under harsh conditions, to lead us in rebuilding the Nine Heavens. Tianyin’s victory or defeat is his fate, his destiny. Why be tense, why care? What I need to be concerned about is whether the chosen Mu Clan Young Master between the two of them has the capability to fulfill the Mu Clan’s mission from back then."
After hearing his words, the High Priest couldn’t help but gasp, saying in a deep voice, "Saying this, you are too cold-blooded."
"Cold-blooded?" Tianlu stepped forward, looking at the ruins of the Nine Heavens, spoken blandly, "The former Mu Clan was too passionate and straightforward, which led to this, harmed by villains."
His words caused the High Priest to catch his breath, unable to refute.
Finally, he sighed, saying no more. After all, Mu Tianyin had nothing to do with him, and was even an archenemy of his Young Master, so even if he died, it wouldn’t be worth regretting.
It’s just that his senior’s temperament...
The High Priest slightly frowned, worried about future interactions between Tianlu and Mu Qingge. Both have strong personalities, and working together might lead to disputes.
But shortly after, the High Priest shook his head with a smile. How could he forget what kind of person his Young Master is?
His Young Master is naturally born to handle any form of defiance!
Without worry, the High Priest relaxed and continued watching Mu Qingge and Mu Tianyin’s duel through the mirror together with Tianlu.
At this moment, Mu Qingge and Mu Tianyin were engaged in battle once again.

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