Cooperation

"Why are you neither attacking me nor leaving?" Mu Yunxin asked.

Song Wen said, "I just wanted to ask Fairy Mu what kind of treasure you were fighting over on the mountain just now, and why you didn't care about the White Tiger on the mountaintop at all?"

Mu Yunxin himself, "Fellow Daoist, what makes you think I would tell you the truth?"

"It seems that Fairy Mu is unaware of her current situation."

Song Wen's voice was icy, revealing a hint of murderous intent.

Mu Yunxin's expression turned sorrowful and helpless once again.

"Senior brother, how could you possibly want to harm this young lady? How could you be so heartless?"

"Court death!"

Song Wen felt that his patience was almost completely worn away.

Since the other party won't tell us, then we have no choice but to search their soul.

A surge of lightning erupted from Song Wen's body, and his figure suddenly transformed into a blur as he hurtled towards Mu Yunxin.

When Song Wen was still half a mile away from Mu Yunxin.

Suddenly.

A sharp sword light came from the distant horizon, heading straight for Song Wen.

The sword light was extremely powerful, representing the full force of Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivator.

Song Wen opened his mouth and spat out the Profound Yellow Pagoda, which appeared in mid-air and instantly grew to three zhang in size, meeting the sword light head-on.

"When!"

A piercing roar erupted.

This caused the snowdrifts on the cliff to collapse again, crashing down into the abyss.

After the Profound Yellow Pagoda blocked the flying sword, Song Wen stopped his escape and did not continue attacking Mu Yunxin.

He looked up and glanced towards the mountain peak.

The mountaintop was shrouded in clouds and mist, appearing extremely calm.

A burly figure flew down from the cliff on a sword and landed next to Mu Yunxin.

The newcomer was Xue Gu from the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, the burly man with a thick beard whom Song Wen had seen at the Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Liquid Hall.

Upon seeing Xue Gu appear, Song Wen understood. Just now, Mu Yunxin's feigned pitiful appearance wasn't for her own benefit, but for Xue Gu's.

Mu Yunxin clearly had a plan and secretly contacted Xue Gu.

Just now, all those words she spoke to me were merely a delaying tactic, a way to buy time for Xue Gu to arrive.

"Fairy Mu, are you alright?"

Xue Gu asked with a concerned expression.

Mu Yunxin struggled to her feet, but suddenly swayed and fell into Xue Gu's arms.

"Senior Brother Xue, I was injured by the White Tiger and caught in the avalanche, barely escaping with my life. This senior brother from the Beast Taming Sect is trying to take advantage of my vulnerability and kill me."

Mu Yunxin nestled in Xue Gu's arms, her eyes brimming with tears.

Xue Gu embraced the beauty with one arm and gently comforted her.

"Rest assured, Fairy Mu, with me, Xue, here, no one can harm you in the slightest."

As if she had suffered a great injustice and suddenly found someone to rely on, Mu Yunxin hugged Xue Gu's broad chest, her body trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.

Xue Gu looked up and glared angrily at Song Wen.

"You wicked man! Fairy Mu is delicate and frail, yet you dared to take advantage of her vulnerability and poison her. You are not even a man!"

Xue Gu exuded a strong aura of ferocity and was filled with murderous intent.

However, he showed no intention of making a move.

He held Mu Yunxin, his hands not entirely at ease, occasionally caressing her full breasts.

Mu Yunxin, who had been looking aggrieved, also showed a hint of shyness.

"Senior Brother Xue, aren't you going to avenge them?"

"This place is too close to the mountain peak, and the White Tiger has just been disturbed; it is not advisable to take action here."

While Xue Gu was groping Mu Yunxin, he refused her request.

Mu Yunxin rolled her eyes at Xue Gu, broke free from his grasp, and cursed inwardly.

"Men really only want to take advantage of others."

She sat cross-legged on the spot and began to meditate to heal her injuries.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of making a move, Song Wen turned to leave.

Previously, only the severely injured Mu Yunxin was present, and he was able to kill her with lightning speed.

Xue Gu has now arrived, and Mu Yunxin and Xue Gu, both Foundation Establishment Peak Stage cultivators, are joining forces.

If Song Wen wants to kill them, it will definitely cause a big commotion and will inevitably attract the attention of the White Tiger.

Since the other party wasn't making a move, Song Wen didn't want to continue the conflict.

Just then, the snow-covered ground not far away rose up again.

A bald monk crawled out from under the snow.

The monk looked extremely miserable, with several deep cuts on his face and his face covered in blood.

In reality, this person's injuries were extremely minor; the seemingly terrifying external wounds had almost no impact on his combat ability.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how could Master Jie Ku be so miserable?"

Xue Gu watched with schadenfreude.

The monk named Jie Ku looked at Xue Gu and put his hands together in prayer.

"Benefactor, you can see the two monks accompanying me."

Xue Gu, "Who knows where those two bald monks from your Primordial Unity Temple have gone? Perhaps they died in the attack of the White Tiger and the avalanche."

"Three of my fellow disciples from the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect and the Blissful Union Sect have also disappeared without a trace. All of this is your fault, you bald monk! It was you who forcibly seized the 'Illusion Spirit Grass' that Fairy Mu discovered, which triggered the avalanche and provoked the White Tiger."

Illusion Spirit Grass, a third-tier spirit medicine, has the effect of enhancing Divine Sense and the power of illusion magic when consumed.

As a disciple of the Blissful Union Sect, and since most disciples of the Blissful Union Sect are skilled in illusion techniques, it is not surprising that Mu Yunxin wanted to obtain the Illusion Spirit Grass.

It's quite intriguing that Jie Ku, a monk of Primordial Unity Temple, would risk disturbing the White Tiger and engaging in a fierce battle over a mere Illusion Spirit Grass.

Jie Ku said, "Benefactor Xue, it's common for cultivators like us to fight each other for fortuitous opportunity. Besides, the Illusion Spirit Grass has already fallen into Benefactor Mu's hands, so why are you still holding onto this matter?"

"Right now, the White Tiger is frightened, and it will be difficult for it to leave the secret realm An Ran. We should put aside our grudges and overcome this predicament together."

Xue Gu nodded in agreement, "You bald monk, what you say makes some sense. Given the current situation, neither of us dares to take action, so cooperation is feasible."

Then, he looked at Song Wen and asked.

"Fellow Daoist of the Beast Taming Sect, I see you are quite powerful. Would you be willing to cooperate with us?"

Song Wen frowned slightly; accustomed to working alone, he was unwilling to cooperate with others.

However, given the current situation, cooperating with others is indeed more advantageous.

If they really did encounter the White Tiger, at least he could use his speed advantage to leave everyone behind, letting them fill the White Tiger's belly, while he could take the opportunity to escape.

Just as Song Wen was pondering this, another figure flew out from below the cliff.

The visitor was Rong Jingyun.

"Oh! Elder Wu, you're actually here."

Rong Jingyun's face lit up with surprise when she saw Song Wen.

"Elder Rong, I didn't expect to meet you here. There's still some time before the secret realm closes, why not continue exploring it and looking for spiritual treasures?" Song Wen said.

"This journey into the secret realm was fraught with difficulties, so I wanted to withdraw after recovering from my injuries."

"Just now, I was at the foot of the mountain when I saw a sudden avalanche, so I came up to check it out. I never expected to run into Elder Wu."

Rong Jingyun didn't want to go into details about why she left the secret realm so early, and gave a vague answer.