I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 326 - 260: The Wen Family’s Treasury Foundations! Wo Jiu Appears! (Part 2)

In the distant sky, a tiny speck, resembling a sesame seed, unexpectedly appeared amidst the azure expanse.

In the blink of an eye, the black speck expanded visibly to the naked eye.

It seemed to be charging towards Mu Yun at a speed beyond imagination.

As the distance closed, the shadowy silhouette of a human form was steadily reflected in Mu Yun’s eyes.

When the rapidly flying figure gradually became clear, the features emerged into view.

Mu Yun was suddenly taken aback, a hint of astonishment crossing his face.

His lips parted slightly, murmuring softly, "Could it really be this old fellow?"

"Witches’ family, Wo Jiu!"

Mu Yun pronounced the name deliberately, one word at a time.

Wo Jiu holds a pivotal position in the Witches’ family and is a renowned figure across the entire sky.

"This old fellow is a core figure of the Witches’ family, living in ease and comfort in Tian all the time."

"He rarely leaves the Witches’ family territory, yet now he suddenly appears in the Eastern territory. What on earth is his purpose?"

Mu Yun furrowed his brow tightly, his eyes full of confusion and vigilance, his mind racing rapidly.

Mu Yun’s gaze locked intensely on Wo Jiu, who was approaching at high speed, his brows furrowed, yet his heart remained fearless.

In his eyes, Wo Jiu was merely a Martial Artist with Great Success in External Gang Grandmaster, a far cry from his own strength.

After all, Mu Yun himself was already at the half-step Divine Mansion Realm, a cultivation level that ranks among the top powerhouses in the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

Only a true person of the Divine Mansion Realm could reliably suppress him with the immeasurable power of heaven and earth.

Besides that, very few could make Mu Yun truly regard them earnestly.

Thus, the real reason Mu Yun felt so solemn was not Wo Jiu’s prowess, but the identity he represents—the Witches’ family, one of the eight great families!

Wo Jiu, as the Supreme Elder of the Witches’ family, is now present here, far away from the Witches’ family territory, in this critical moment, visiting the Wen family’s ruins.

The reason behind this is certainly thought-provoking.

Mu Yun felt a vague sense of unease rising in his mind, pondering silently.

"Why did Wo Jiu choose to appear now? Is the Witches’ family aware of something and sent him to interfere in the Wen family affair?"

"If that’s really the case, then things will become troublesome..."

Thinking of this, Mu Yun’s brows instantly knit into a "川" character, and a trace of worry inadvertently revealed in his eyes.

Wo Jiu, this old schemer, dared to appear here alone, which definitely wasn’t done rashly; he must have come prepared.

With the Witches’ family’s background and means, it’s possible he’s carrying the power secretly imbued by those old monsters.

At the thought of this, Mu Yun felt his scalp tingling; Wo Jiu was like a walking powder keg.

Any slip, any gentle touch, could potentially trigger immense trouble.

By then, things could spiral out of control completely.

Mu Yun’s hands under his sleeves moved slightly, tensed up, internally cursing.

Damn, these major force people are a complete nuisance!

First the young ones, now the old ones come!

Soon, a shadow streaked across the sky, it was Wo Jiu.

He completely ignored the intense gazes cast by the Profound Bird Guard below, his form descending as lightly as a leaf, yet steadily landed before Mu Yun.

Wo Jiu still maintained his elder-like appearance, but the cane in his hand was no longer the same one.

This new cane was shrouded entirely in deep black, like ink dripping down, its surface occasionally flashing faint black lights,

The light was faint yet captivating, possessing an indescribable eeriness.

Compared to before, the cane exuded a more enigmatic aura.

Wo Jiu’s figure was hunched, a thin skeletal hand firmly holding the cane, pressing it steadily against the ground.

His gnarled knuckles were so tightly clenched that they appeared bluish-white, resembling withered tree branches clinging to the cane.

Next, Wo Jiu’s seemingly turbid yet bright eyes swept over everything around him like searchlights.

Upon just a brief scan, Wo Jiu’s brows suddenly furrowed tightly, as if gripped together fiercely.

Just a quick glance from the sky, yet as he stands on the ground now,

He was startled by the terrifying sight before him.

The central area of Mingxin Prefecture had astonishingly turned into an unbearable ruin.

Ruins scattered haphazardly, charred land wafting with pungent smoke.

Wo Jiu silently estimated, the range of this ruin might stretch nearly ten miles.

On seeing this, Wo Jiu raised his gaze, letting it skip past the desolate ruins to slowly settle on Mu Yun.

Then, Wo Jiu let out a dry laugh, "Hehehe!"

These few laughs sounded like gritty sandpaper being rubbed, rough and harsh.

After laughing, Wo Jiu’s body didn’t straighten, forget about courtesy; his demeanor lacked basic politeness, he only smirked sarcastically.

"Isn’t this Mu Yun, our Deputy Director?"

"I, Wo Jiu of the Witches’ family, greet Mr. Mu!"

The tone seemed flattering, but in actual fact, it carried a mocking air, clearly not putting Mu Yun in his sights.

Even fully aware of Mu Yun’s superior cultivation, Wo Jiu’s gaze yet remained disdainful, never taking Mu Yun seriously.

In his eyes, despite Mu Yun being a half-step Divine Mansion Realm powerhouse,

When it really came down to it, Mu Yun’s intimidation didn’t even surpass Li Chengxing, that old geezer.

The reason being, Wo Jiu stood behind one of the eight great families, a colossal entity that casts a mighty shadow!

With the overwhelming power of the eight great families, they virtually ruled the vast Great Xia Dynasty.

So, how could Mu Yun pay any attention to Mu Yun without a powerful backing?

A single thought: what use is being able to fight? In this world, it’s all about backing.

Moreover, at this moment, Wo Jiu bore the Primordial Spirit power of the Witches’ family’s old ancestor.

Even if Lu Xuan, that brat, confronted Wo Jiu, Wo Jiu would dare challenge him directly.

Mu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, a chill flashing in his narrow eyes, staring coldly at Wo Jiu.

Ignoring Wo Jiu’s greeting, Mu Yun exuded an aura of keeping others at a thousand miles distance, showing no intention of responding to Wo Jiu.

At Mu Yun’s disregard, Wo Jiu’s face instantly turned livid, veins faintly popping on his forehead, clearly enraged by Mu Yun’s indifference, anger swelling in his eyes.

Yet after a brief consideration, he suppressed his fury, his expression quickly returning to his norm.

He’d come this time to Mingxin Prefecture in the Eastern territory for Lu Xuan.

To him, clashing with Mu Yun would merely add trouble and disrupt the ancestor’s plans, hence no need for unnecessary complications.

"Humph!"

Wo Jiu discharged a cold snort from his nostrils, casting a displeased look at Mu Yun.

"Where is Lu Xuan? I must see him!"

Then, Wo Jiu abruptly raised his voice, emphasizing further.

"This is the ancestor’s directive!"

In past numerous times being snubbed, Wo Jiu finally wised up.

He’s very clear; if he doesn’t evoke the ancestor’s name,

It’s already predictable that he would inevitably suffer Mu Yun’s contempt again.

Back in Tian, he’d been utterly humiliated by that guy Li Chengxing.

Mu Yun was ready to reject Wo Jiu, but upon hearing Wo Jiu’s final words, the reproach at the tip of his tongue was swallowed back.

In the next moment, Mu Yun spoke calmly, "Director Lu has already left Mingxin Prefecture, and as for when he’ll return, I don’t know."

Pausing slightly, Mu Yun narrowed his gaze, staring at Wo Jiu, and said coldly, "If you wish to see him, then wait slowly."

Soon after, Mu Yun’s tone turned increasingly icy, carrying a warning, "Besides, Wo Jiu, you’d better have some sense and leave immediately."

"Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"