Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

"Elder Zili, you!"

Qi Ziyu was horrified, as he had long seen that Ziyun Palace summoned the top leaders of Yunhe Sect to have a showdown.

He also knew that the current Yunhe Sect could not provide resources or protection to its disciples, and even the name of the sect could be abolished at any time.

But... For nearly a thousand years, Yunhe Sect, he has been treating Ziyu well! He has treated Ziyun Palace well! It would be fine if she wanted to leave by herself, but she also wanted to take others with her? How could she bear it...

He turned his gaze to Yu Mu's face, but saw no other fluctuations on Yu Mu's handsome face, nor could he tell what was in his mind. Even his eyes were as calm as ever.

"Where you go has nothing to do with me. If you want to go, just go. Don't pretend."

His gaze finally fell on Zi Li's beautiful face. There was no boredom, nothing else, just a kind of indifference, a strange indifference.

And this indifference pierced deeply into Zi Li's heart like a thorn.

Liu He and Xiao Yu seemed to want to say something, but Zi Li raised her hand to stop them. She glanced at Yu Mu with a complicated expression, stood up, bowed to Qi Ziyu, and left the hall with her three disciples.

During this time... Ye Tian turned back and gave Yu Mu a provocative smile. After the four of them left...

On the table, there were only four identity tokens symbolizing the members of the Yunhe Sect, lying coldly, as if silently telling of its past glory.

"Master, goodbye."

"Master, Elder Yun, Young Master, goodbye."

Hall Master Qi and Hall Master Chu also bowed respectfully, then handed over their identity tokens and left the main hall of Yunhe Gate with complicated expressions.

Qi Ziyu slumped weakly on the main seat. He looked at the empty main hall. This place... was exactly the same as the Yunhe River in the northwest.

Zi Li left and the Ziyun Hall was disbanded.

The remaining two hall masters left, and the only two remaining halls in the sect also disbanded.

There have always been few disciples in Xingyun Hall, and there are few disciples under his tutelage, which means that Yunhe Sect has no one left and has completely disbanded.

"Don't give up. Take the spiritual veins underground here and find a way to survive. It is me... who has failed you in your support since childhood. In the end... I am useless."

At this moment, Qi Ziyu seemed to have aged so much, and two lines of tears rolled down the grooves on his cheeks. The glory of Yunhe that he had maintained for half his life was finally shattered today.

It was only because Yun Buqi was there to keep the peace, and with Yu Mu's return, he still had some face left for him.

"I plan to travel around the continent with Xiaomu and not get involved with other sects. Ziyu, are you willing to come with us?" A trace of reluctance flashed across Yun Buqi's eyes.

"How can I have the face to drag you and your disciple down?" Qi Ziyu laughed at himself, he looked at Yu Mu and said: "Young Master, it is probably my fault. I am easily influenced and have no opinion of my own, so you have suffered a lot of injustice."

"I don't ask for forgiveness, but I ask you to take good care of him and not abandon him. He...really treats you like his own child."

"I know, Master, there is no need to say more."

Yu Mu nodded, Yu Mo next to him had a mocking smile on his face, and Yun Buqi also smiled helplessly. He stood up, and Yu Mu and Yu Mo followed suit and stood behind Yun Buqi.

But Yun Buqi straightened his plain robe, looking solemn and dignified, and walked here. This was the last time he saluted the leader of the Yunhe Sect as a member of the Yunhe Sect.

The weight of the fist seemed to be a thousand pounds.

"Master, take care." Yun Buqi bowed, his old eyes sparkling with tears. He... was powerless to change the situation, and he had also promised Xiaomu.

"Elder Yun, take care." Qi Ziyu also bowed, with tears falling in front of him. He kept bending like that until Yun Buqi took Yu Mu and Yu Mo away.

He raised his head and looked at the empty main hall. Through the door of the hall, the aura of people in Yunhe Gate dissipated.

The last bit of luck of the sect also disappeared without a trace at this moment.

In such a huge sect, there is only one person left, and the main seat under him has also lost all warmth.

Yun Buqi did not take the spiritual vein away after all, leaving something for Qi Ziyu to live on. He only took away the seeds of spiritual medicines and fruits in Xingyun Palace that he had carefully cultivated for several generations.

With Zi Yu's level of cultivation, he would not have a bad life even in an environment like Zhongzhou with that spiritual vein.

During those days, compared to the desolation of Yunhe Sect, the seven sects that had once assessed Yunhe Sect were in full swing.

They divided up the remaining elite disciples of Yunhe Sect who had passed three levels, five hurdles, and fought seven gates.

Yunhe Grand Master Zi Li, along with her three greatest geniuses, moved into Bi Yu Pavilion. For a time, Bi Yu Pavilion became extremely popular, and even the fortune of the sect inexplicably rose a lot.

Yu Mu's place seemed quite peaceful, however. He directly booked a floor in an inn in a secular city for rest.

Besides him and Yu Mo, there are also Xiao Jiji and Xiao Jiba following Yun Buqi. The two brothers had already figured it out that there will be meat to eat if they follow the young master!

Especially Xiao Jiba, who had inherited the legacy from King Beiying, was almost reaching the Golden Core Great Perfection! Xiao Jiji's cultivation was also in the middle Golden Core stage, and both of them were less than fifty years old.

With his age and cultivation level, he would be considered a young genius in Zhongzhou, so the two brothers recognized his great potential and kept holding on to him.

Besides, they were also quite free. Elder Yun was not as busy as Zi Li. On weekdays, they just served tea and water and looked after the spiritual medicines for Yun Buqi...

What a great job!

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At night, in Yu Mu's room, Yu Mo looked resentful: "Tian Wen is obviously more suitable for me, why are you so stingy?"

Yu Mu: “???”

"That's my fucking natal weapon! If you want to find a gun that suits you, go grab it yourself, refine it yourself, don't think of using Tianwen!"

"Come on, come on. You are such a stingy person. I don't want you anymore, okay? Also, my last name will no longer be Yu from now on."

"What's your last name?" Yu Mu asked curiously.

"I have no surname, only my name is Mo!" Mo sneered at Yu Mu and said, "I'll be the strongest in the future so that you won't come to take advantage of me."

Yu Mu: “…”

"Those two young cultivators have a pretty good foundation. It's fine for them to stay and serve the master, but where do you plan to go in the future? You can't really travel around the world like a casual cultivator, right? What's so good about traveling in this broken world?"

As he spoke, Mo snatched the half-drunk spirit wine from Yu Mu's hand, poured the rest of the wine directly into his own mouth, and threw an empty pot to Yu Mu.

"Of course not. I have six Transformation Spiritual Dao Pills and more than ten pills to assist in cultivation. We need to find a secluded place for Master to break through the Spiritual Severing Realm. This way, his life span can be sustained, and it won't be difficult to break through to the next level."

Yu Mu took out two more pots of spirit wine and handed one to Mo.

"Originally, the Demon Realm is a good place to go, but I'm afraid that my master will be wary. Besides, I made a cheap move and provoked the Demon Lord, and I'm also afraid that she will retaliate."

"You will suffer the consequences if you do evil." Mo came up and taunted her, "You know she is narrow-minded, why did you provoke her?"