"Just where did Chu Mu go?"
This was not only the question of the Evil Dragon Hall's Great Elder, but also the question of the Evil Dragon Hall's First Hall Master, Gu Xingdao, and countless others.
The land of exile did not have an organization that sold information for a living. It was said that there had been one a long time ago, but because they had leaked information about a terrifying expert's identity without permission, the expert's family had been killed. Under the expert's fury, the organization had been completely destroyed. From then on, there had never been another organization related to it.
Of course, all the sects and forces, as long as their strength was not bad, basically had their own related halls, which were responsible for the investigation and analysis of information.
However, the land of exile was not large, but it was not small either. Moreover, there were many places where cultivators rarely set foot in. Thus, the use of information in the land of exile was not that obvious.
Chu Mu had changed flying shuttles again, purposefully hiding his tracks. It was even harder to find him deep in the land of exile.
He was hiding in a sinner's cave, and it was even abandoned. Wanting to find him was no different from finding a needle in a haystack.
For example, some hidden experts did not intend to hide from the world. Instead, they had offended some faction and were hunted to the point of having nowhere else to go. They had no choice but to hide. After hiding for a long time, they would naturally be thought of as hidden experts.
In the land of exile, as long as one had a certain amount of strength and purposefully hid, there was at least a forty to fifty percent chance of success. Right now, the Evil Dragon Hall's Great Elder and the others were worried that Chu Mu would wholeheartedly hide and not appear again. It would be very difficult for them to find him. With Chu Mu's talent, if he was given enough time, he would bring a calamity to the Evil Dragon Hall if he appeared again in a few decades or a hundred years.
Search, search, search. They had to find Chu Mu's location and kill him to prevent any future troubles.
… …
In the blink of an eye, almost five months had passed since Chu Mu had established his supreme reputation in the battle of Dragon Head Mountain and vanished without a trace.
Five months was nothing to those in seclusion, but it was a period of time for those who were constantly roaming the world. It was enough time for many things to happen.
"Recently, many hidden experts have appeared one after another."
"Sword Monarch Shocking Hibernation, Feng Wuyi, went around challenging experts. He killed all the experts he defeated and captured their primordial spirits."
"After the younger generation reached the Seven Great Stars, another person has reached the Dark Star level."
"This Feng Wuyi might become the eighth star."
"Compared to this, I'm more curious about where the Unparalleled Sword Star, Chu Mu, has been in the past five months. There's no trace of him at all. It's as if he just disappeared."
"I'm curious too."
"Could it be that they're afraid of the Evil Dragon Palace's pressure and have started to live in seclusion like those people in the past?"
"That's possible. With his talent, if he hides for a few decades or a hundred years, his cultivation will increase and he will become even more powerful. At that time, he will come out and seek revenge from the Evil Dragon Palace."
The more everyone talked about it, the more likely it became.
"What a pity. I was originally looking forward to the exciting battle between the Unparalleled Sword Star and the Evil Dragon Palace."
…
In the Ironwing Battalion, Zheng Tiejun heaved a sigh of relief.
Originally, after Chu Mu became famous, he was still worried about Chu Mu's revenge. After all, he had tried to kill Chu Mu back then.
Perhaps he, Zheng Tiejun, had become a peak Nine Star Saint, and his strength was stronger than an ordinary peak Nine Star Saint. However, an expert who could kill a Dark Star Sword Saint was not an existence he could fight against.
If Chu Mu wanted to take revenge, he could probably kill him with one strike.
After that, Chu Mu had not come to find him for revenge. Until now, it was even harder to find him. After disappearing for five months, Zheng Tiejun finally heaved a sigh of relief. The anxiety in his heart had disappeared.
Quickly returning to his own tent, Zheng Tiejun planned to have a good rest. In the past few years, he had almost never had a good rest. He had always been worried about Chu Mu's revenge. His heart was in a mess. Even with his extraordinary peak Nine Star Saint level strength, he still felt mentally exhausted.
However, as soon as he entered the tent, Zheng Tiejun's eyes narrowed. A cold light shot out, and a powerful aura slashed out like a sword. A low shout rang out, filled with fierceness and deterrence, "Who is it?"
One had to know that this was his personal tent. Without his permission, no one could enter as they pleased.
"Battalion Commander Zheng, I haven't seen you for ten years. Your strength has increased quite a bit." The figure with his back facing Zheng Tiejun spoke. His calm voice fell from the sky like thunder, directly striking Zheng Tiejun's head. His entire body trembled as he stared blankly ahead. An indescribable fear emerged from the depths of his heart, turning into a cold current that swept through his entire body. It was as if he had been frozen stiff, unable to move.
Although he hadn't heard this voice for more than ten years, he still recognized it. It was the person who had caused him to be unable to relax all these years. He had always been under a kind of tense pressure.
Chu Mu!
The person who was hunted down by the Evil Dragon Palace with a bounty on his head was still alive and well. Moreover, he had killed many experts of the Evil Dragon Palace, causing them serious injuries. After that, he had disappeared for five months, and was thought to be a hidden monster.
"Don't be afraid. I won't kill you," Chu Mu said.
Zheng Tiejun's fear was inevitable. He was an expert second only to Dark Star Sword Saints, and the battalion commander of the Iron Wing Camp. He controlled an entire camp and had tens of thousands of people under him. If he died, everything would turn to nothing.
Hearing Chu Mu's words, Zheng Tiejun seemed to let out a sigh of relief. If the other party said that he wouldn't kill him, there was no need to lie to him. After all, the other party was a powerful Dark Star Sword Saint.
In the Land of Exile, there were very few Sword Saints with three major battle powers. Normally, they were only found in the five major cities, and only a few powerful forces, including the City Lord's Mansion, had them.
There were also some Sword Saints with three major battle powers among the free sword cultivators, but they were even rarer. Moreover, there were almost no Bright Moon Sword Saints.
The person who founded the Iron Wing Camp was also a Dark Star Sword Saint. He was Zheng Tiejun's ancestor. Generation after generation, the Iron Wing Camp was worse than the previous generation. It was rare for a Dark Star Sword Saint to appear.
"If there's anything you need me, Zheng Tiejun, to do, just say it." Zheng Tiejun almost patted his chest and said. If the other party didn't kill him, then the other party definitely didn't come here to reminisce about the past. Moreover, there was nothing to reminisce about.
"You're smart." Chu Mu smiled. In the past, Zheng Tiejun could finish him with a single sword strike. Now, he could finish Zheng Tiejun with a single sword strike. The increase in his strength had also increased his horizons. There wasn't much hatred between him and Zheng Tiejun. Therefore, to Chu Mu, it didn't matter if he killed Zheng Tiejun or not.
Of course, he did come to find Zheng Tiejun for another purpose.
"I want to hold an auction in the Iron Wing Camp." Chu Mu said, "There will only be two treasures for auction. Two Evil Dragon Swords. Spread the news that the auction will be held in a month."
Hearing this, Zheng Tiejun's expression changed greatly.
Holding an auction was definitely a good thing for the Iron-Wing Camp as it could increase the fame and prestige of the camp. Of course, it was also a challenge. After all, they had to maintain order. If there was any problem, it would not only increase the fame and prestige of the camp, but also suffer a heavy blow.
However, when he heard about the treasures to be auctioned, Zheng Tiejun's face turned ashen.
The Evil Dragon Sword!
He was very clear that this was the sword of the Evil Dragon Hall Master. It was a spiritual sword, and its value was definitely very high. That was true, but the Evil Dragon Hall, that was the Evil Dragon Hall. The Evil Dragon Hall only needed to mobilize a little bit of their power to annihilate a camp like the Iron Wing Camp dozens of times.
If he auctioned the Evil Dragon Sword in the Iron Wing Camp, the Iron Wing Camp would be targeted by the Evil Dragon Hall. It would be a disaster.
"Are you going to do it or not?" Chu Mu's tone was indifferent, but it made Zheng Tiejun break out in cold sweat.
Should he do it or not?
Zheng Tiejun was struggling in his heart.
If he did it, he might end up offending the Evil Dragon Hall. He didn't dare to imagine how bad the consequences would be if he offended the Evil Dragon Hall. However, if he didn't do it, he might die here today.
He weighed the pros and cons.
In the end, Zheng Tiejun made his decision.
"I'll do it." Zheng Tiejun's face was ashen. He gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead bulged. These two words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
If he didn't do it, he would die now. If he did it, he might still have a chance to live.
"Wise. Remember, I don't want the hearts of sinners. I only want treasures that can raise Yuan Li or refine the Saint Body." Chu Mu smiled faintly. Soon after, his figure disappeared in front of Zheng Tiejun.
The difference between their levels was too great. Zheng Tiejun couldn't see how Chu Mu left.
The auction would be held in a month. Since he had decided to do it, Zheng Tiejun threw caution to the wind. No matter if he did it well or not, he would offend the Evil Dragon Hall. Since they were both offending the Evil Dragon Hall, why not do his best?
Perhaps if there was a chance, not only would the Iron Wing Camp be fine, but its reputation would also soar.
Under Zheng Tiejun's orders, although the others did not understand why he made such a decision, they still strictly carried out his orders and quickly spread the news.
When everyone heard the news, they were all stunned.
Auction?
Only two treasures?
And the Evil Dragon Swords, the swords of the two Evil Dragon Hall's Palace Masters?
What was going on?
Was the Iron Wing Camp seeking their own deaths? To think that they dared to do such a thing.
However, the next piece of news was that the one holding the auction was not the Iron Wing Camp but Chu Mu.
Chu Mu!
The moment this name appeared, it immediately triggered a storm.
Just as many people thought that Xiao Chen had hidden himself, he suddenly appeared again.
"Publicly auctioning the swords of the Evil Dragon Hall's Palace Masters, this is a provocation to the Evil Dragon Hall."
"Is he worried that he won't die quickly enough?"
"No, I think that Chu Mu definitely has enough confidence to make such a decision. His goal is to counterattack."
"He has been chased by the Evil Dragon Hall all this time. Now, he wants to counterattack. Auctioning the Evil Dragon Swords is the first step of his counterattack. Although it won't damage the Evil Dragon Hall's strength, it can greatly damage the Evil Dragon Hall's prestige and weaken their influence."
"No matter what, this method is extremely crazy."
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