Mr. Zimu
"Teacher Mu!"
"Teacher Mu!"
Geng Xinyu and Xuanyuan Zhi both fell to their knees.
Three years!
It had been three years. They had thought that Mu Yun had been dead for three whole years. During these three years, they had only been accompanied by endless longing, frustration, and deep regret!
For the past three years, no one had forced them to cultivate, but every single one of them had pushed themselves to their limits in order to avenge their mentor.
Tears began to well up in their eyes. These three tower-like men had not cried during the most difficult times of establishing the Ethereal Pavilion. They had not cried when their opponents had bombarded them with attacks. But now, they were crying.
"Stinking brats, what are you crying for? Teacher Mu is back and you're still crying!"
Mu Yun scolded them jokingly and patted their shoulders.
"Who's crying? Women are the ones crying!"
Geng Xinyu's face was swollen and his voice was hoarse. "I didn't cry. Instructor Mu, where have you been for the past three years? That day, we clearly saw you jump into … and now you … "
"We'll talk about the matters that have happened during this period of time later. Right now, I'm really curious to know who the pavilion master of the Ethereal Pavilion is."
"What are you three doing?"
Just as Mu Yun finished speaking, a voice sounded and a person pushed open the door and entered.
However, when the figure looked at the four people in the room, his gaze immediately locked onto Mu Yun.
"Brother!"
This call almost caused Mu Fengxing to tear up. Looking at the figure that was clearly much thinner, Mu Fengxing felt as if he was dreaming.
"Brother! It's really you, brother! "
Mu Feng Xing cried tears of joy. He hugged Mu Yun and laughed loudly, "I knew it, how could you die, how could you die!"
Seeing the two brothers hugging each other, Qi Ming and the other two laughed heartily with tears in their eyes.
"Alright, alright. I still don't know who the Pavilion Master of the Ethereal Pavilion is!"
Mu Yun chuckled. "This time, I'm here to apply for a position as a guardian of the Ethereal Pavilion. Why aren't you bringing me to meet the Pavilion Master? Why are you crying here?"
"Hahaha! Instructor Mu, the Ethereal Pavilion was built for you! You are the pavilion master!"
"That's right, Instructor Mu. Now that you're back, you're the Pavilion Master of the Ethereal Pavilion. Let's see who dares to make a move on you this time!"
"That's right. This time, even if I die, I won't let anything happen to you."
Looking at the three of them, Mu Yun smiled wickedly and said, "No, this time, don't expose the news of my return. I have my own arrangements!"
"Alright, I'm here to apply for a position as a guardian of the Ethereal Pavilion. I've opened my Yongquan acupoint at the tenth level of the Spirit Severing Realm. May I know if I'm qualified to become a guardian of the Ethereal Pavilion?"
"Very well. From now on, you are the protector of our Ethereal Pavilion."
Mu Fengxing chuckled, "As the Vice Pavilion Master of the Transcendence Gods Pavilion, I welcome you to join us!"
Deputy Pavilion Master?
He originally thought that Mu Fengxing would be the Pavilion Master, but he didn't expect that he would only be the Vice Pavilion Master.
"Then who is the Pavilion Master?"
"Instructor Mu, you'll never guess!" Mu Fengxing smiled mysteriously. That smile made Mu Yun feel that there was a conspiracy behind it.
The Ethereal Pavilion was divided into three levels. The first level was the trading hall and some cubicles. The second level was the auction house, and the third level was the office of the Ethereal Pavilion's manager.
At this moment, in an office hall on the third level, a beautiful figure was sitting calmly. She was looking at the report on the table with her brows slightly furrowed.
"Lin Xianyu, this month's profit is obviously much lower than last month. What's going on?" Behind the long table, a cold voice sounded.
"Reporting to the Pavilion Master, these days, many martial artists have been running to the Sacred Elixir Pavilion to purchase elixirs and profound artifacts. Moreover, our Ethereal Pavilion only occupies less than thirty percent of the Southern Cloud Empire's market share. Recently, the Sacred Elixir Pavilion seems to have a group of alchemists and blacksmiths, so …"
"Sacred Elixir Pavilion, it's the Sacred Elixir Pavilion again!"
The face of the lady sitting behind the table sank.
"The Sacred Elixir Pavilion is getting more and more overboard recently. They keep squeezing our Ethereal Pavilion. Hmph, do they think that our Ethereal Pavilion is easy to bully?"
Dong dong …
At this moment, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!"
"Deputy Pavilion Master? What's the matter? "
"Recently, the pavilion is lacking a protector. We have found a newly recruited protector."
"Oh? So fast? Where is he? Bring him up for a look. Is he reliable? "
Mu Fengxing smiled and said, "Absolutely!"
"Bring him up for a look!"
"Mister Zi Mu, please!" Mu Fengxing cupped his hands and said respectfully.
Zi Mu?
The lady behind the long table frowned. She seemed to have never heard of this person's name in the Southern Cloud Empire.
Her?
Pavilion Master!
The person who was called Zi Mu was naturally Mu Yun. However, when her gaze fell on the beautiful figure behind the long table, Mu Yun was slightly stunned.
She never thought that the Pavilion Master of the Ethereal Pavilion would be Wang Xinya!
That woman who used to cry so much had now become the Pavilion Master.
However, it had to be said that the Wang Xinya from three years ago was more immature and less mature than Wang Xinyu.
The current Wang Xinya looked even more mature. Her entire person emitted a pure aura. However, within that purity, there was a trace of dignity.
Casually glancing at Mu Fengxing, Mu Yun's face under the brim of her hat revealed a trace of a bitter smile.
"Mister Zi Mu, can you reveal your true appearance?" Wang Xinya frowned when she saw that Mu Yun was wearing a purple cloak with a hood and a black cloth covering his face.
The Ethereal Pavilion was currently in a critical period. If spies from other forces were to infiltrate the pavilion, it would be very bad.
"Pavilion Master, Mister Zi Mu's true appearance is not suitable for you to see due to his cultivation. However, I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with this person."
"Oh? If the Deputy Pavilion Master can guarantee this, then he should be reliable. I can rest assured with you in charge! "
"Since that's the case, Mister Zi Mu will stay by the Pavilion Master's side and be responsible for her safety!"
Holy shit!
Hearing Mu Fengxing's words, Mu Yun cursed inwardly. Wasn't this brat deliberately looking for trouble for her?
"Since that's the case, bring Mister Zi Mu down first. I still have matters to attend to!"
"Yes!"
Mu Fengxing lowered his head and smiled. Then, he brought Mu Yun out of the hall.
However, just as they walked out of the hall, a shout came from the door.
"Mister Zi Mu, please wait a moment. I'm Lin Xianyu, the Guardian of the Ethereal Pavilion. I would like to speak with Mister Zi Mu!"
Seeing Mu Yun nod, Mu Fengxing and the others retreated to the side.
"You're not dead!"
However, just as Mu Fengxing and the others left, Lin Xianyu whispered into Mu Yun's ear.
"Haha … I knew that I couldn't hide it from you!"
"Of course!"
"Four years have passed. Why haven't you left yet?" Mu Yun smiled as she looked at Lin Xianyu.
"Four years? But I've only followed you for a year. There are still two years left. Now that you're back, those two years will start counting from now. "
"Alright!"
Talking to Lin Xianyu made Mu Yun feel very happy.
They did not beat around the bush. Everyone knew what they were thinking. It was a wise decision to choose him as the first guardian.
"Deputy Pavilion Master!"
At this moment, an anxious voice sounded.
A figure ran up from the entrance of the third floor.
"What's the matter?"
"Someone is causing trouble at the door. He said that there's a problem with the low-grade profound artifact that we refined. He's arguing with Huang Wuji now."
"Let's go!"
"Look, there's a problem as soon as you came back!"
Lin Xianyu smiled. He was not in a hurry.
For the past three years, he hadn't had a good night's sleep either. However, the moment Mu Yun returned, he felt relaxed. It was as if he had finally taken off the burden on his shoulders and relieved himself of the responsibility he had been shouldering.
"Isn't it good that there's a problem? It just shows my role as a guardian! "Mu Yun smiled, turned around, and went downstairs.
At this moment, downstairs, the first floor was already in a state of panic. Things were smashed into a mess.
Huang Wuji stood beside Mu Fengxing and the others. He was holding his chest, and his face was pale.
The few people standing at the entrance were all dressed in martial attire. Among them, a middle-aged man was dressed in a blacksmith's uniform. He looked proud.
"Everyone, we welcome friends from afar. But what's the meaning of this?" Looking at the mess on the ground, Mu Fengxing's voice was dull.
"What's the meaning of this?"
In front of the few martial artists, a burly man shouted, "This is the best Profound Artifact Master in our Sacred Pill Sect. Some time ago, our Sacred Pill Pavilion did not have enough supplies, so we asked your Divine Pavilion to help us refine a batch of profound artifacts. But what's the result?"
Clanking sounds were heard, and there were dozens of low-grade profound artifacts on the ground.
Each low-grade profound artifact was worth about a million mid-grade spirit stones. These dozens of low-grade profound artifacts were equivalent to more than a hundred million spirit stones.
"Is there a problem?"
"Can't you see for yourself?" The burly man shouted.
"Hey, Tie Li, let's talk nicely." The blacksmith, who was always smiling, smiled and said, "My friend, these dozens of profound artifacts have incomplete contracts. Some of their functions can't be used at all. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"
"Impossible!"
Qi Ming stood up and said, "These profound artifacts have all been through my hands. When they were handed over, they were all compared. There's no problem at all!"
"It doesn't count if you say there's no problem. This is the best Profound Artifact Master in our Sacred Pill Sect, Master Liu Qing. How could there be a mistake?"
Tie Li sneered, and his eyes were full of contempt.
"You're just a mid-grade Profound Artifact Master. How dare you question the words of a best Profound Artifact Master? You're overestimating yourself!"
"Bullsh * t!"
Geng Xinyu was furious. "There's no problem with the handover. Now you're looking for problems. Who knows if you did something?"
"You're saying we did something?"
Liu Qing said unhappily, "Hmph, I'm a best Profound Artifact Master. How can I allow you to frame me? Fine, you said something. Find out for me."
"Qi Ming!"
Geng Xinyu gestured for Qi Ming to go forward and check.
Qi Ming walked forward, picked up a profound artifact sword, and observed it carefully.
After a while, Qi Ming's brows gradually furrowed.
The contract that he had engraved on it did not change. When he waved his hand, the buzzing sound of the sword was indeed very abnormal!
How could this be?
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