107: Goodbye Wudaoren

At this moment, Haotian was dressed in a black Daoist robe, his sleeves fluttering as if he had merged with the night.

The collar and cuffs of the robe were embroidered with exquisite Yin-Yang fish patterns.

He wore a black Daoist coronet on his head, with his long hair neatly tied behind it.

A faint smile graced his face, revealing an extraordinary and ethereal demeanor.

Lin Mu could see his arrogance in his eyes.

It was as if, in his eyes, everyone else was merely an ant.

Haotian lightly flicked the whisk in his hand and spoke again.

“Young Master Lin, we finally meet.”

Lin Mu asked, somewhat puzzled, “You know me?”

Haotian chuckled in response, “Though we haven't met, I know quite a lot about you.”

Lin Mu's brows furrowed upon hearing this.

Regarding the Taixu Sect, he had only learned about it from others.

He only knew that it was a mysterious and vast sect.

Its power was spread across various parts of the continent, and it was rumored that even the foreign races had Daoist temples of the Taixu Sect.

They never participated in any conflicts, focusing solely on seeking the Dao.

Therefore, all ethnic forces held a rather friendly attitude towards the Taixu Sect.

Lin Mu had not expected this reclusive sect to side with the foreign races today.

Perhaps, the foreign races were merely his pawns.

Lin Mu couldn't help but speculate about Haotian's true intentions.

Hearing Haotian speak like this, Lin Mu said with certainty, “Presumably, your understanding of me comes from Wu Daoren, right?”

Haotian paused, then laughed, “Haha, the Heavenly Dao Body is indeed intelligent, but it is also just making wedding clothes for others.”

“Since nothing can be hidden from you, there's no need to conceal it any longer.”

Haotian cupped his hands towards the void and said, “Fellow Daoist, please show yourself.”

Lin Mu looked in the direction Haotian was cupping his hands.

He saw two figures suddenly appear in the void.

One of them, Lin Mu recognized, was Wu Daoren, the dean of the Heavenly Dao Academy.

The other person was completely enveloped in a pale yellow light screen, making his appearance indistinct and incredibly mysterious.

As soon as these two appeared, the Ice Emperor in the formation suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

“The dean of the Heaven Sect Academy? How could he be here?”

Everyone was startled by this, and their gazes collectively turned towards Wu Daoren.

The name of the dean of the Heaven Sect Academy was already well-known to them.

It should be said that everyone on the Nine Nether Continent had heard his great name.

But those who had actually seen him were few and far between.

It was rumored that he was the acknowledged strongest person on the Nine Nether Continent.

Many exceptionally talented individuals had once cultivated under him.

For the human martial artists who came here today, it was truly a series of twists and turns.

The appearance of one figure after another continuously impacted their nerves.

Wu Daoren ignored everyone's gazes.

He looked at Lin Mu with greedy eyes.

It was as if he was looking at a young girl who had just emerged from a bath.

He asked, his tone seemingly anxious, “Lin Mu, we meet again. Why didn't the person with you come?”

Wu Daoren's words left the others utterly confused.

However, Lin Mu knew who Wu Daoren was asking about.

The only person Wu Daoren would mention was Lao Mo.

Lin Mu couldn't help but think, “It seems my guess was correct.”

Thinking this, Lin Mu said without changing his expression, “Whether he comes or not, what does it have to do with you?”

Wu Daoren seemed to realize his lapse in composure; he composed himself and spoke again.

“I told you before that I bear you no ill will.”

“You and I are fated. We have come here today to bestow a great fortune upon you.”

Lin Mu asked, puzzled, “Oh? What fortune? Tell me about it.”

Lin Mu's tone was slightly flippant, as if he didn't take Wu Daoren's words seriously.

Wu Daoren's brows furrowed tightly, forming a deep ' river' character upon hearing this.

He was already somewhat angry in his heart, but then he suppressed his temper and continued to speak.

“First, let that person come here, and I will tell both of you together.”

After Wu Daoren finished speaking, he revealed a characteristic smile.

Lin Mu looked at Wu Daoren's forced smile and couldn't help but laugh inwardly.

However, he didn't show it on his face, and he said in a calm tone, “No need, he is still in seclusion. Whatever fortune it is, I will accept it on his behalf.”

Wu Daoren was inherently ill-tempered.

His composure and humility were merely a facade he put on for outsiders.

Now, seeing Lin Mu repeatedly prevaricate and push him off, he no longer concealed his true nature.

He revealed a sinister expression on his face and said in a cold tone.

“You truly refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll take you down first.”

Lin Mu scoffed, “That's what I was thinking. Let's see who takes down whom first.”

As he spoke, he summoned the primordial god sword from the void, gripped it in his hand, and held it horizontally in front of him.

Wu Daoren suddenly burst into laughter upon seeing this.

As he laughed, he mocked, “How ridiculous! You're actually using the weapon I gave you to fight me.”

“Don't you know that sword is my Natal Flying Sword?”

With that, he stopped laughing.

Then, he made a grabbing motion towards the primordial god sword in the void and chanted, “Come here.”

However, as his words fell, the primordial god sword remained firmly in Lin Mu's hand.

The once confident Wu Daoren couldn't help but frown.

He once again condensed divine power and made a grabbing motion towards the primordial god sword.

The result was still futile.

He looked at Lin Mu with sinister eyes and said in a chilling tone, “What did you do to my Natal Divine Sword?”

This primordial god sword was originally Wu Daoren's Natal Divine Sword, but its origin was damaged during his struggle with Heavenly Dao.

When he gave it to Lin Mu, his purpose was to have Lin Mu use his Heavenly Dao Body to nourish the divine sword.

He hadn't expected the heavenly dao sword to now lose its connection with him.

Lin Mu chuckled and said, “It's already my Natal Divine Sword now. Speaking of which, I should thank you for your generous gift of the sword.”

Wu Daoren was instantly furious upon hearing this.

It was truly a case of losing both the wife and the army.

Now, not only was Lao Mo completely out of contact, but even his Natal Divine Sword had been refined by Lin Mu.

The more Wu Daoren thought about it, the angrier he became.

An invisible pressure immediately spread throughout the entire space.

Everyone covered by the pressure uncontrollably fell to the ground.

Even the Ice Emperor, full of unwillingness, slumped to the ground, unable to move.

On Lin Mu's side, only he and Longyuan were unaffected in the slightest.

The pressure emanating from Wu Daoren was true divine power.

Seeing that Lin Mu and Longyuan were unaffected, he narrowed his eyes, and a sharp divine power attack surged towards Lin Mu.

Lin Mu was about to raise his sword to counterattack when a figure suddenly appeared.

He stood in front of Lin Mu and casually waved his hand, dispelling the divine power.

Wu Daoren looked at the person's actions and asked, puzzled, “What is the meaning of this?”

The one who blocked the attack for Lin Mu was precisely the mysterious person who had come with Wu Daoren.

The mysterious person chuckled, “I can't let you damage my true body.”

Wu Daoren snorted lightly, “In that case, I'll leave him to you.”

With that, Wu Daoren crossed his arms over his chest, assuming the posture of an observer.

The mysterious person chuckled, no longer paying attention to Wu Daoren.

He mechanically turned and faced Lin Mu.

He said emotionlessly, “Lin Mu, long time no see. You truly haven't disappointed me.”