The butterfly was jade-like all over, emitting a faint glow. Perched on Lin Chuan's shoulder like a piece of jade jewelry, it only gave its wings a slight flutter after a long while, shaking off a spray of jade-colored starlight to let people know it was alive.
With the Jade Butterfly resting on Lin Chuan's shoulder, it looked rather incongruous no matter how one looked at it. Mu Bai had noticed the butterfly before, but he could not sense any cultivation from it and assumed it was merely an ordinary butterfly Lin Chuan had casually caught because he found it pretty. Yet in Mu Yunshu's eyes, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed—and the more wrong it felt.
Standing between the two, Mu Bai's face was anxious as countless thoughts flashed through his mind. He kept considering how he could turn their hostility into peace.
Lin Chuan was his friend, and he truly did not want to become enemies with him. Having fought alongside Lin Chuan before, he knew full well how terrifying the man was. So many powerful cultivators on the Central River Continent had been unable to do anything to him. Even if Tribulation Transcendence cultivators acted on the West Creek Continent, they might not be able to restrain Lin Chuan. And if relations with Lin Chuan broke down while the Akatsuki organization could not be dealt with, the consequences would be exceedingly difficult to predict.
From Mu Yunshu's perspective, now that he knew his elder brother was not dead, he would surely want to use every possible means to rescue him. The realm-breaking talisman had already been lost in the Chaotic Soul Abyss, and the only method he could think of now was the Moonlit sword in Lin Chuan's hands. That sword's power