428 Heaven’s Movement is Ever Vigorous, Entering the Half-Saint Realm!
Behind Lu Chen stood an old man with disheveled hair. He wore a gray hemp garment and had a kind smile on his face.
His figure was not tall, and his waist was a little bent. However, his aura was compatible with this star, making people feel a little out of sorts.
If not for the fact that he was dozens of feet away and had revealed himself, even Han Muye would not have been able to see this being.
Lu Yuzhou, Deputy Head of the Imperial City Academy in the Heavenly Mystic World.
He was a peak Confucian Dao Grandmaster.
Lu Chen finally came back to his senses and slowly turned around.
Han Muye could see his fists clench and his back straighten.
A complicated expression appeared on Lu Yuzhou’s face as he sighed softly. “Silly child, why did you have to come…”
Bang!
Lu Chen punched Lu Yuzhou’s face, causing him to fall to the ground.
“Unfilial son, unfilial son—” Lu Yuzhou shouted in pain while covering his nosebleed.
Han Muye’s eyes widened as he watched Lu Yuzhou being punched and kicked by Lu Chen.
“Who told you to leave without saying goodbye!
“Who told you to leave the mess in the Imperial City for me!
“Who told you not to pay your debts!”
…
Lu Chen gritted his teeth and waved his fists. He did not look like a Confucian Grandmaster at all.
Lu Yuzhou held his head as he lay on the ground. At first, he was still shouting, “Unfilial son, I shouldn’t have given birth to you. If you hit me again, I’ll turn hostile and crush you with a finger. Unfilial son, I should have shot you into the wall back then.”
After that, Lu Yuzhou stopped shouting. He looked like he was about to die as he convulsed on the ground.
In the distance, Su He and the Mystic Sun Guards turned their heads away.
Han Muye felt that he should have gone forward to stop him.
After all, the Confucian Dao emphasized seniority. It was really rare for a son to hit his father so ruthlessly.
No, if he really killed him, wouldn’t his favor just now be for nothing?
“Cough cough, Censor Lu, Senior Lu Yuzhou’s cultivation is compatible with the star. He’s already in his twilight years. I’m afraid he won’t be able to withstand a beating.
“Why don’t you be gentler, or beat him slowly?” Han Muye took a step forward and said loudly.
Lu Chen’s raised fist froze and slowly retracted.
Turning around, he looked at Han Muye and sighed softly. “Brother Han, it’s really unfortunate…”
On the ground, Lu Yuzhou, who was holding his head, turned around and looked away.
Han Muye looked around and said softly, “Censor Lu, why don’t we talk somewhere else?”
“Let’s go. I’ll take you to a place.” Before Lu Chen could answer, Lu Yuzhou had already gotten up. He patted the dust off his robe and strode forward.
This figure was agile and did not look like he was pretending to be dead on the ground.
Of course, a great cultivator of Confucianism who had a chance of reaching the Half-Saint Realm would need a body cultivator in the Divine Transformation Realm to use all his strength to kill him.
It was unknown if there were any Semi-God Realm body cultivators in this world.
Lu Yuzhou led the way while Lu Chen and Han Muye walked side by side.
Behind him, Su He and the other sword-wielding guards quickly followed.
“Brother Han, are you really the guard of the Western Frontier?” Lu Chen turned to look at Han Muye with curiosity.
How could a guard from the Western Frontier have the combat strength of a Confucian Grandmaster?
Han Muye nodded and said, “Speaking of which, it was all a coincidence.”
Really.
Whether it was this small black sword, the Spell of the Mortal World that could cultivate the Great Spirit qi, or the People’s Will that had gathered from the Central Continent, it was all a coincidence.
Han Muye did not intentionally seek them.
Lu Chen opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Cultivating Confucianism took one step at a time, leaving a mark with every whip. That was the accumulation of endless hard work. When had there ever been a coincidence?
“Look, studying is not enough. I have to go out more to broaden my horizons.”
Lu Yuzhou, who was leading the way, said earnestly.
“In that case, is not returning to the Imperial City and spending your time in brothels outside all year round broadening your horizons?
“I’ll go and broaden my horizons one day,” Lu Chen said with a cold snort.
Lu Yuzhou’s shoulders trembled as he said in a low voice, “That, that won’t do. You’re the eldest son of the Lu family. How can you go to those places?”
Hearing his words, a hint of warmth flashed across Lu Chen’s eyes.
Then he heard Lu Yuzhou muttering, “Speaking of which, I haven’t been there for more than a hundred years. The boat lady over there should have changed many times, right? Then it’s fine. It doesn’t matter if I go…”
Lu Chen’s eyes flashed with anger.
Han Muye turned his head and looked around.
The wilderness stretched continuously without any signs of life.
These stars were dead silent.
Not right!
Han Muye’s eyes lit up.
“You’ve noticed? Your senses are really sharp.” Lu Yuzhou, who was leading the way, chuckled. His figure flashed as he sped forward.
In front of him was a lush forest!
Amidst this deathly stillness of the stars, there was a place with life!
Lu Chen was taken aback as well. He quickly followed behind.
Han Muye was faster. With just a move, he had already landed in front of the forest.
Although it was called a forest, it was actually just a few dozen pine trees that were more than 10 feet tall. There was also a half-dead grassland below.
In total, it was only 30 to 40 feet in radius.
However, no matter how small it was, it still represented the final life force of the planet.
As long as one’s vitality was not severed, there was a possibility of regeneration!
Han Muye leaned in front of the withered grass with a solemn expression.
He placed his head on the blade of grass, and a gentle light flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to see the last bit of stubbornness in this world.
He saw the destruction of the world, the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, and the ablation of living beings.
An old man wearing a robe and holding a jade ruler came here to protect this last bit of life.
The old man protected these plants with his cultivation and watered them every day with his cultivation.
Day after day, the power in the old man’s body dried up.
The withered grass was also dying.
