Otherworldly Desert Dust

"Martial God Jiang has been the youngest and most distinguished Martial God in the past ten years," Ruan Muhuan said. "He harbors intense animosity towards alien races from foreign lands, and his will towards outsiders is quite severe; but for this reason, he receives respect from his own clan."

Rotating Martial God Jiang Qi.

When Wu Hen first set foot in Wudou, he immediately noticed the other’s scrutinizing gaze.

It could be said that most of Wu Hen’s actions in Wudou were under his Martial God supervision. He originally thought this Martial God was genuinely above all, harboring a degree of goodwill in allowing Wuting to receive him. Yet he had never imagined that from the start, this guy had an attitude of inspection and dissatisfaction towards him!

His severity towards foreign races meant that in his eyes, he absolutely could not tolerate the children of Nuwa God End growing strong under his watch.

"Knowing who the enemy is makes everything easier," Wu Hen nodded.

"I suggest you quickly notify your compatriots to evacuate. However, after two days, I will not have control over the Silver Gua Martial Warriors. With the temperament of Martial God Jiang, he’ll likely not show mercy towards your people," Ruan Muhuan advised.

Since it was about framing with Demon Bones of the Demon Clan, such a heavy accusation also revealed the Rotating Martial God’s determination to eradicate the East Bright Alliance.

"If we are treated like this and scatter in all directions, wouldn’t it just prove that we are a group with ill intents, like sewer rats?" Wu Hen, however, shook his head.

When Nuwa God End had first fallen into Otherworldly Dust, it was indeed seen as a group of Parasitic Clan, loathed by other forces of the Human Clan like a malignant tumor. But Wu Hen understood their homeland had never had any original sin. If there had to be one, it was their weakness, being bullied by others!

Superiority and inferiority were determined by strength and weakness.

Although Nuwa God End was still in a wandering phase, with humans in their homeland coming into contact with life from a different dimension of Otherworldly Dust, they could not always show weakness, nor could they perpetually see themselves as a lesser form of life.

"You may speak with me, and I will negotiate with the Rotating Martial God to delineate a region for your people to settle," Ruan Muhuan said.

"This is not merely about our compatriots. In the eyes of the Rotating Martial God, you are also just a pawn!" Wu Hen shook his head.

Ruan Muhuan laughed softly at these words.

"What’s funny?" Wu Hen asked, confused.

"I just find it somewhat absurd..." Ruan Muhuan laughed and shook his head, his thin lips slowly curving up as he said, "When we parted ways, we were controlled by Zeng Feng. To us, she was like a thick cloud above the vast sky. No matter how hard we exerted ourselves, we couldn’t disperse it. In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, and now it’s the Rotating Martial God enveloping us from above, oppressing the space in which we exist, much like before. Such a great leap, yet it seems nothing has changed."

Hearing this, Wu Hen couldn’t help but feel melancholic.

Indeed, whether it was Mrs. Zeng or the current Rotating Martial God, in reality, nothing had changed.

Wasn’t Mrs. Zeng a terrifying and powerful Martial God to them when they were still struggling at the bottom?

"You don’t resent me anymore?" Wu Hen saw that her mood had calmed down and couldn’t help asking.

"These days that I haven’t come to see you have been restless nights. No matter where you are from or what you represent, you are you, and I am me. What I care about and what you care about, we both know. So why must we absolutely get to the root of everything?" Ruan Muhuan said.

"Han Han, you really are wonderful, come give your big brother a hug," Wu Hen, too emotional to contain himself, immediately opened his arms.

When he was about to embrace that beautiful, tender body, Ruan Muhuan stepped backward.

This left Wu Hen even more puzzled and he said, "Didn’t you say it was a regret not to have hugged last time?"

"Having regrets isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I need to get to know you again. If you really are, as Gu Luoshui said, a scoundrel and a shameless rogue, then a single sword strike will settle the dust!" Ruan Muhuan’s tone carried a hint of warning.

She’s still angry, isn’t she?

Wu Hen couldn’t help but smile wryly.

Women are so fickle—just a moment ago, she said if she liked him, she would learn to dance for him. It turned out it was just a test for him.

"Okay, okay, let’s talk business... Our affection is firmer than gold; nothing in this world can surpass it. Even if the Rotating Martial God tries to drive a wedge between us, to make us oppose each other, it won’t work," Wu Hen said.

Listening to his words, Ruan Muhuan didn’t feel like he was talking business but more like making a vow to her.

"I need some time," Ruan Muhuan said.

"What do you need time for?" Wu Hen asked, puzzled.

"If he remains obstinate, then I’ll kill him," Ruan Muhuan stated matter-of-factly.

"Ah?" Wu Hen scratched his head.

Calm down, Han Han!

The man is a Martial God, even if he is the youngest of the nineteen Martial Gods. He is a star in the sky, not a street cat or dog, nor is he a local tyrant like Mrs. Zeng who relied on Martial Saint equipment to rule the frontier regions!

"Do you have confidence you can reach the Martial God Realm in a short time?" Wu Hen asked doubtfully.

"Yes, although I am a Ninth Level Martial Monarch, I have already touched the True Dark of the Martial God Realm. What I lack is the sedimentation of years," Ruan Muhuan no longer concealed but revealed her true strength to Wu Hen.

True Qi to Netherworld?

That is the most important sign of stepping into the threshold of Martial God Realm, something Wu Hen knew.

Originally, Du Mao was tempering his True Qi in the snow, refining it to needle-fine precision, which was actually transforming True Qi to Netherworld, forming a more powerful force of True Dark!

Ruan Muhuan had already achieved her True Dark!

This meant she was already a Quasi Martial God...

No wonder the entire Wudou revered her, believing she would inevitably become a Martial God. It turned out she had transcended the mortal realm of martial artists and made a leap towards true divinity!

Darn it!

You truly are the Valkyrie I had set my sights on!

"But the sediment of years is the biggest barrier for me. I could either root myself in deep mountain passes, fighting day in and day out with Demon Saints and Gods that have lived over ten thousand years, extracting their Demon Cores and Demon Spirit Jades for refinement. Perhaps I could ascend quickly that way, yet it would still take years, unless I had a Jade Pill from a ten thousand-year-old demon..." Ruan Muhuan also spoke of her current cultivation dilemma.

She had reached the realm of Self.

But it needed time to solidify.

The reason Ruan Muhuan was confident was because she knew that once the time came, she would become a Martial God. Thus, regarding the current situation, she didn’t particularly care whether it was targeted at her.

"But we have only two days left," Wu Hen said, stroking his chin.

Ruan Muhuan was clearly accustomed to the old ways.

The thinking part, Wu Hen would handle.

The action part, leave it to her.

This time their enemy was a Rotating Martial God, and Ruan Muhuan naturally discounted Wu Hen’s fighting ability, choosing to compare herself with the Rotating Martial God instead.

Ruan Muhuan personally preferred to have Wu Hen and his kin lay low for a while, waiting for her ascent before contending with the Rotating Martial God...

Of course, everything would still be done according to Wu Hen’s wishes. His decisions wouldn’t be wrong, as he also had his worries and considerations.

"Two days is too short. I’m no match for a Rotating Martial God, let alone that two days from now, the Silver Gua Wu Rui will obey his commands. That’s another huge mountain that’s not easy to cross," Ruan Muhuan clearly stated her situation.

"Han Han, if we join forces, we might not necessarily fear that Rotating Martial God. My worry is the entire Martial God system. If we want to provoke this Rotating Martial God, how will the other eighteen Martial Gods react? We mustn’t think only of the present; after all, we’re in it for the long run..." Wu Hen said.

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Opposing a Rotating Martial God meant being the enemy of the entire Martial God system. If other Martial Gods intervened, how could it matter if she ascended and defeated Martial God Jiang?

"Aren’t Rotating Martial Gods subject to the supervision of other Martial Gods?" Wu Hen inquired.

"They are indeed subject to other Martial Gods’ control. In fact, his actions today have already crossed the line. No matter how powerful and strong the local forces are, if they don’t collude with the Demon Clan or overthrow Wuting, a Martial God shouldn’t intervene in worldly strife," Ruan Muhuan said.

"So he needed to use your hand to eradicate the East Bright Alliance, and surely, to pin a Demon Clan charge on it," Wu Hen nodded.

"Right, unless it is absolutely necessary, he shouldn’t act... What if we have the East Bright Alliance stand down, I retrieve the Demon Bone and investigate thoroughly, and clear your names?" suggested Ruan Muhuan.

"A Rotating Martial God’s accusation cannot be overturned by you," Wu Hen shook his head.

To give up resistance was to truly seek death.

After all, being found to be a Demon Clan was not much different from being discovered as a group possessed by evil!

The East Bright Alliance couldn’t withstand scrutiny.

They were inherently regarded as "infiltrators" not accepted by the local people.

"So what should we do?" Ruan Muhuan was out of ideas, and her phoenix eyes looked at Wu Hen.

"Han Han, you just said that unless it is a demon spirit pill jade of a hundred thousand years, you cannot ascend quickly. But where could one find such a thing?" Wu Hen asked.

"The difficulty of obtaining a hundred thousand-year-old Demon Spirit Pill Jade is no less than killing a Martial God," Ruan Muhuan said.

"But isn’t it said that your Wuting’s palace walls are constructed from the skeleton of a hundred thousand-year-old Demon God?" Wu Hen raised an eyebrow.

"Hm?" Ruan Muhuan was somewhat lost following Wu Hen’s train of thought for a moment, her gaze settling on the massive, imposing skeleton that enveloped the entire Wuting, "This skeleton truly is that of a hundred thousand-year-old Great Demon God..."

"Is its Dan Jade stored together with the Ancestor Bone?" Wu Hen asked in a lowered voice.

"The Ancestor Bone is in the Four-direction Corner Tower, while its Dan Jade is in the Central Tower... Wait, you... you want to..." Ruan Muhuan gasped, her mouth agape with extreme surprise as she suddenly realized what Wu Hen was really planning!

"You are the Northern Guardian Lady, theoretically these items are under your watch, right?" Wu Hen asked.

"Yes," Ruan Muhuan’s gaze suddenly turned clear and naively foolish, devoid of the dignity and wisdom of the Martial Arts Queen.

"Then... then we steal it, and pin the blame on the Demon Clan, won’t that work? This way, you can become a Martial God in the shortest time!" Wu Hen suddenly grinned, his smile deviously wicked!

Cold rain drifted by, and Ruan Muhuan couldn’t help but shiver.

It still has to be you!

So daring it defies the heavens!

What Demon Clan is as terrifying as you???