Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
No way! Chen Qingyan would never let Mu Ling know where the Grade-7 spirit herbs were.
Mu Ling closed his eyes in grievous pain. His hands were quivering with rage.
‘No!’
“Father, Mother said that she has done this for Grandfather…” Mu Huan could no longer hold back. So, she stood up for Chen Qingyan.
“Mu Huan, you shut up!” Hearing this, Mu Ling opened his eyes and snarled.
Mu Huan held her breath. This was not the first time Mu Ling had exploded with anger.
‘They are just a few pieces of spirit herbs, why is he so mad?’
“Qingyan, do you know how important the Grade-7 spirit herbs are to the Mu family? Ten pieces of Grade-7 spirit herbs means there will be ten Holy Warriors in ten generations of the Mu family.
“One can start consuming Grade-7 spirit herb once he has attained Intermediate Immortal Warrior tier. After eating the Grade-7 spirit herb, he could make a breakthrough to Advance Immortal Warrior tier and the chances of attaining Holy Warrior tier increase. Do you get me?”
After attaining Holy Warrior tier, one could live up to two to three hundred years.
What happened next? Only a rare talent like Nan Xian could continue making a breakthrough. Even a highly talented cultivator could hardly make it.
In other words, after two to three hundred years—the fall of the Holy Warrior in this generation, the chances of having another Holy Warrior were truly scarce.
As time went by, the Mu family would go downhill.
“Qingyan!”
Chen Qingyan did not utter a word. Her face was ghastly pale. Seeing this, a furious rage swept over Mu Ling.
Ever since Chen Qingyan had stepped into the Mu family, Mu Ling had always been defending and taking care of her. He had never been so indignant toward her like now.
The Grade-7 spirit herbs were so important to the Mu family after all. They were so precious that even Mu Ling’s heart was quivering now…
The people of the Mu family were no longer defending Chen Qingyan like they were doing before. On the contrary, all of them were glaring at Chen Qingyan.
Regardless of her intention, Chen Qingyan had exhausted all the Grade-7 spirit herbs in a mere ten years. She was such an unforgivable sinner to the Mu family.
“Father!”
“Didn’t you hear what I said? Shut up! You have no idea of what is going on, you know nothing about this! You have been cultivating with Grandmaster Hai Rong for years, but you are still a good for nothing.” Mu Ling’s bloodshot eyes glared at Mu Huan.
‘Huh! My father calls me a good for nothing?’ Stunned, a look of disbelief and shock crept into Mu Huan’s eyes. Her body was icy cold. She could feel the blood in her entire body flowing backward.
Mu Huan closed her eyes and opened them after a while. Her cold gaze locked upon Feng Ruqing and Nan Xian. Her eyes were filled with resentment.
‘It is all because of these people! Ever since their return, the Mu family has sunken into a mess. They have even made my parents quarrel. It’s all their fault!”
“Chen Qingyan!” Mu Ling clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with agony.
“I trusted you and have entrusted the spirit herb chamber to you. I thought you would only take one piece of Grade-7 spirit herb that I could afford to give it to you. However, you have actually taken all of them. Did you hear me? All the Grade-7 spirit herbs are gone!”
At this time, panic started to engulf Chen Qingyan. Mu Ling was the one she could count on more than anyone else. She was nothing without Mu Ling.
“Brother Ling…” Chen Qingyan held onto Mu Ling’s shaking fists as she said in a choking voice. Tears broke free from her eyes.
“I did this with good intention. I have never thought that it would turn out like this. Can you forgive me? I will do anything you want me to. I don’t want to lose you. I can’t live without you.” Chen Qingyan’s voice was cracking, tears of anguish sprang from her eyes.
Mu Ling closed his eyes gently. He had once said that he would forgive Chen Qingyan no matter what she did or said.
