Master's Chief Disciple

Chapter 443: How Much Do You Know About Other Worlds?

The swallowtail butterfly summoned hundreds of butterflies to attack him. The wings of the butterflies were as sharp as blades, and he could clearly hear the sound of his skin being cut.

After the butterflies dispersed, his body was covered with wounds, and blood kept dripping down, instantly dyeing the ground red. When he was dizzy, the swallowtail butterflies had already punched him in the face several times.

But he seemed to feel no pain and kept laughing. Fengdie rushed forward and kicked him several feet away. He staggered to his feet and saw Fengdie's figure.

Suddenly, a space opened up behind him. He smiled and jumped into the space. The few streams of light she had sent out fell into the air.

After the restriction was lifted, Mu Huayan, as the deputy sect leader, expelled the female disciple who had been with Chu Mingchuan from the sect, stripping her of her abilities.

Many disciples who had had dealings with Chu Mingchuan were also cleared out, as well as Chu Mingchuan's spies left in the Yunyin Sect.

From then on, she became famous in the sect and her popularity was even higher than Yun Jiuyue.

After a few days, Mu Huayan was already familiar with the sect's operating rules, but she had never met the remaining two elders and the ancestor.

They were all in seclusion for cultivation and could not come out for the time being. She also learned from Yun Jiuyue that Chu Mingchuan was an ancient great power in the Yuan Realm, and she was threatened because she did not have the strength to fight him.

He wanted to gather forces to fight against Mu Huayan, and even become the supreme king of the metaverse, but she only knew this much. As for whether he had other ambitions, it was not clear yet.

"It seems that he still hasn't given up on winning over the strong. He was defeated in the last battle on Beiyao Continent, and this time he has set his sights on the Yunyin Sect."

"But I always feel that things are not that simple..."

She didn't hear Mu Huayan's murmurs clearly, and then she suggested that Yun Jiuyue must renovate the sect protection formation. Song Yunmo became an elder of the sect and lived in the Fuyao Pavilion of the Qingyin Hall.

On weekdays, they teach inner disciples in Yunyin Sect. Lu Beimin and Chu Lianzhou live together in Shuiying Pavilion as the sect's guardians. Jiang Zilin lives in Fuyun Pavilion, and Qingyin Hall is where Mu Huayan lives.

"Yun Jiuyue...what on earth is she doing in the Metaverse?"

"Swallowtail butterfly, come out."

She hunched over with a listless look on her face, yawned, sat down and said, "Master, I'm sleeping soundly."

"How much do you know about other worlds? And how do you get rid of the red spider lily on Jiang Zilin's body?"

"Why can't Jiang Zilin tell me about the ghost realm?"

"I remember he also said that after his death, Gao Moqiu would inherit all his memories..."

But after waiting for a few seconds, I didn't hear her voice. When I turned around, I found that Fengdie had fallen asleep on the table.

She held her forehead helplessly, and the fatigue on her face became even worse. She took out a few spiritual herbs and placed them on the table. When she smelled the fragrance of the medicine, her nose moved and she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"Master, what did you just say?"

After telling her again, she nodded like an old man and circled around Mu Huayan several times.

"Master, although I have been to other worlds..."

"But if you want to remove the red spider lily from Jiang Zilin's body, you must first find out who planted the red spider lily. You also need to understand what happened in the ghost realm and why he triggered the hidden evil seal."

"I'm curious about what Jiang Zilin said to the master that day?"

She had a suspicious look on her face, and she felt that Jiang Zilin could not possibly tell the truth, because even if Jiang Zilin told her, she could not hear him.

"Master, you can't hear what Jiang Zilin said, and I can't give you an answer. I can only guess."

"It should be related to the Heavenly Dao. Think about it, even Gao Moqiu cannot know the full situation of the ghost realm. Only after Jiang Zilin's death can he inherit everything."

But Mu Huayan's eyes slowly closed as she listened, and she fell to the ground with a thud. Fengdie was still stunned for a while before she called for help.

"No, it's bad, the master has fainted, someone come quickly, Song, Song Yunmo, help me."

She was so anxious that she kept holding her temples. She was half a beat late before she squatted down to help her master. She found that she had been overworked in the past few days, dealing with the affairs of the sect and consuming her spiritual energy to carve the formation.

"Ahhh! Is there anyone here for a minute?"

"Because... wuwuwu, I, I can't hold on any longer..."

She fell to the ground and vaguely saw a familiar figure, which then turned into a spot of light and disappeared into her brow.

The next morning, a scent of flowers blew in through the propped-up window next to her couch, and a few birds chirped happily.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand and waved it but accidentally touched something. When she felt it carefully, Song Yunmo's eyebrows moved slightly, "Is it a swallowtail butterfly?"

She simply withdrew her hand and turned over, but the man on the other side didn't say anything, so she subconsciously thought it must be Papilio and pulled his arm.

"How long have I slept?"

Song Yunmo suddenly woke up and found that the distance between them was very close. When he tried to pull his hand back, she opened her eyes and asked, "Why are you..."

When their eyes met, they were both stunned. However, Mu Huayan spoke calmly and let go of him and sat up. "Why is it you? Where is Fengdie?"

Song Yunmo leaned forward slightly and pulled up her wrist so that she could look directly at him. "How do you feel?"

She smiled and shook her head to show that it was okay. His eyes were full of tender love. After noticing that she was avoiding his gaze intentionally or unintentionally, he had no choice but to let her go.

"Master, I'll leave the medicine here. Goodbye."

Fengdie quietly put down a bowl of medicine and fled the scene like a flash. When he turned around to pick up the glass bowl, he heard her scream.

Her feet went weak and she fell into his arms. Even so, the numbness in her legs still made her feel uncomfortable.

She supported herself with Song Yunmo's arms and tried to stand up, but her legs were powerless. Song Yunmo did not move but just looked at her.

"No, y-what are you laughing at?"

She looked up and saw the smile on his face. She finally stood up and her calf went numb again. There was no support nearby and she instinctively reached out to grab something.

The whole person fell back and fell into his arms, "Song Yunmo, help me up..."

He put his arms around her waist and leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You slept for three days and three nights..."

As he spoke, he deliberately lifted her chin to let her look at the bed. Originally, nothing happened, but when a man's unique scent lingered in her nose,

She seemed to realize something and tried to struggle, but he held her up. The moment her legs left the ground, her heart tightened and she grabbed the corner of his clothes, "What are you doing?"

He smiled and didn't answer. He carried her to the bed, but deliberately didn't put her down. "Of course... What do you think I want to do?"

Mu Huayan realized that she had been misled by his words and was a little annoyed and wanted to struggle to get down. He sneered and gently put her on the couch.