As Mu Yunjin finished speaking, Qin Muyue’s eyes filled with complex emotions, and a heavy sense of oppression washed over her.

For Qin Muyue, a person could be killed, but not humiliated. Now that Mu Yunjin was degrading her in this way, honestly, she would rather Mu Yunjin simply end her life.

“Have you decided?” Mu Yunjin was pressed for time and had little patience to waste on Qin Muyue.

Qin Muyue let out a light snort and turned away her eyes. “Mu Yunjin, don’t waste your effort. At worst, I’ll just die. Don’t expect me to let you rescue those three people.”

Mu Yunjin raised an eyebrow, crouched down, and looked directly at Qin Muyue with a smile. “Do you have the courage to say that again?”

Qin Muyue’s body inexplicably shrank back. Now virtually naked, she had little confidence to begin with. Add to that Mu Yunjin’s eyes filled with a smiling expression while her entire being emanated coldness, which further choked the words in her throat.

Seeing her silence, Mu Yunjin didn’t rush to question her further but stood up. “Luan’er, do you think we should strip off her pants, then tie one leg to the tree trunk on the left and the other to the tree trunk on the right…”

“Wow, how embarrassing…” As Mu Yunjin spoke, she imagined the scene and pretended to be shy, covering her cheeks.

Hearing these words, Qin Muyue felt both humiliated and furious, never imagining Mu Yunjin could be so shameless.

“Mu Yunjin, just kill me! Just kill me!” Qin Muyue stared fiercely at Mu Yunjin, struggling in place.

Her mystical arts couldn’t be used at all at this moment.

Mu Yunjin didn’t respond to Qin Muyue’s words and slowly walked toward her.

Qin Muyue thought Mu Yunjin was coming to strip off her pants, so she bent her legs and her whole body began to tremble slightly.

Mu Yunjin sighed inwardly—so you have moments of fear too?

With that thought, she raised an eyebrow and, before Qin Muyue could react, lifted her foot and kicked Qin Muyue directly toward the pile of black mist.

Qin Muyue’s body flew up, and upon touching the black mist, she began to sink downward.

At that moment, Mu Yunjin grabbed Qin Muyue’s shoulder and followed her into the miasma-filled black mist.

If you don’t enter the tiger’s den, how can you catch the tiger cubs?

During the descent, a rolling, hot, and moldy smell hit their faces.

Mu Yunjin withdrew the golden threads binding Qin Muyue.

For self-preservation, Qin Muyue chanted several incantations, and instantly a black aura surrounded her body.

Since Mu Yunjin was grabbing Qin Muyue’s shoulder, she was also fortunately covered by the aura.

In an instant, the aura isolated the miasma.

As they were about to land, Mu Yunjin could see from a distance three figures huddled together, linking arms, seemingly trying to use their energy to block the miasma.

But apparently because too much time had passed and they couldn’t find a way out, all three had blackened complexions, especially National Master An, whose eyes had a purplish-black tinge.

Upon seeing Mu Yunjin, all three brightened up.

But after seeing the person beside Mu Yunjin, their expressions fell…

Who was this woman with an exposed upper body, wearing only underwear?

It was truly an eyesore!

After Mu Yunjin and Qin Muyue landed on the ground, Mu Yunjin beckoned to the three men.

Understanding her signal, they immediately held their breath, quickly got up, and ran toward Mu Yunjin.

Witnessing this scene, Qin Muyue frowned tightly, trying to break free from Mu Yunjin, only to find herself firmly restrained.

Now, she too had been pulled into this miasma-filled mountain.

There were only two choices.

First, either perish together with Mu Yunjin here.

Second, lead them out, otherwise she too would certainly lose her life here.

Regarding the first option, Qin Muyue was tempted.

She had been at odds with Mu Yunjin for so long, living a life that was neither human nor ghost, while Mu Yunjin still enjoyed her glory and was deeply loved by Chu Li.

Pulling her to die here would undoubtedly be a good thing, a kind of release for herself.

However, she couldn’t guarantee that a woman as lucky as Mu Yunjin wouldn’t have some means to turn certain death into life.

If so, then she would be the only one to die.

It was too risky…

By now, National Master An and the others had grabbed Mu Yunjin’s arm and entered the protective aura.

Once inside the aura, the three men took several deep breaths.

“Girl, you’re still the most capable,” National Master An praised while catching his breath.

This ordeal had nearly cost him his life in this godforsaken place.

Yun Lianqing was almost in tears—he would willingly kneel and call Mu Yunjin “mother” if asked; he should never have come to this Tiansheng Continent.

He had been of no help at all and had only caused more trouble.

It was truly embarrassing.

He didn’t know how to explain this to the old man when he returned.

“Everyone’s here now, Miss Qin. We can leave,” Mu Yunjin curled her lips and patted Qin Muyue’s shoulder.

Qin Muyue bit her lip, her face full of reluctance.

“Oh, right, which of you gentlemen is generous enough to donate a piece of clothing? Look at poor Miss Qin with her bare body—this isn’t appropriate!” Mu Yunjin glanced at the three men beside her.

National Master An pursed his lips; only an extraordinary girl like Mu Yunjin could strip someone’s clothes to threaten them.

“Here, take it.” Although dissatisfied with Qin Muyue, for the sake of his own eyes, National Master An still took off his outer robe and handed it to Mu Yunjin.

Mu Yunjin took the robe and, with a wave, draped it over Qin Muyue.

“Miss Qin, can we go now?” Mu Yunjin asked.

Qin Muyue bit her lip, narrowed her eyes, and looked sideways at Mu Yunjin. “Don’t be too pleased with yourself. Defeating me doesn’t mean much.”

After speaking, Qin Muyue slowly walked to a nearby wall and wrote an incantation on it.

With a “boom,” a stone door descended from the wall.

The brilliant sunlight from outside streamed in.

Qin Muyue walked toward the stone door, with Mu Yunjin and the others following closely.

As soon as they exited the stone door, several footsteps could be heard in front. Mu Yunjin looked up to see Daoist Feng Xuan, Qiqi, and the others.

Seeing this, she looked upward and realized she was standing at the foot of the mountain.

This meant they had been trapped inside the mountain rock earlier.

“Qin, Qin Muyue?” Qiqi exclaimed in surprise upon seeing the person restrained by Mu Yunjin.

“Well, well, so it’s you with the surname Qin causing trouble again. Let me cut you into pieces today!” Daoist Feng Xuan was about to gather palm energy as he spoke.

Mu Yunjin raised her hand, signaling Daoist Feng Xuan to stay calm for a moment.

“Qin Muyue, do you know how to dispel the curse in the swamp mud?” Mu Yunjin asked.

“I don’t know,” Qin Muyue sneered.

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin casually uttered an “oh,” slightly raising her eyebrow. Then, a cold gleam flashed in her palm, and in the next moment, blood splattered…

“Ah…”

Qin Muyue screamed in agony, her legs weakened, and she fell to the ground, clutching the wild grass tightly in pain. Her entire body trembled continuously as waves of coldness spread through her body.

Everyone nearby was shocked.

They had thought Mu Yunjin would negotiate with Qin Muyue for a while, never expecting her to act so decisively this time.

She had stabbed a dagger into Qin Muyue’s chest without blinking an eye, deliberately channeling true qi into her hand to increase the force of the dagger’s impact.

“Mu, Mu Yunjin… you…” Qin Muyue had fought with Mu Yunjin for so long—when had she ever seen Mu Yunjin truly attempt to take her life…

This time, however, it was real.

Mu Yunjin was serious this time…

“Anyone who opposes me, Mu Yunjin, in the Tiansheng Continent, none of you will survive this time.” Mu Yunjin’s gaze was icy, her previous smile gone, replaced by a merciless look in her eyes.

She had given Qin Muyue many chances, and she never repented. Since that was the case, she needn’t live anymore.

“Haha… hahaha…” Qin Muyue suddenly burst into laughter, her pupils already somewhat dilated, her consciousness gradually slipping away.

Was she going to die?

Was she going to die this time?

She clearly remembered that a year ago, she was Qin Muyue, the glorious female general of Xiyuan Country, deeply respected by the people. But what had she become a year later?

In a year, her life had undergone earth-shattering changes.

In her hazy state, she seemed to see Qin Munan’s face, gently saying in her ear, “Yue’er, turn back quickly, brother will take you home.”

Brother…

Sister could ultimately not turn back.

“Why, why have I become like this today… why…”

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Muyue stopped breathing. At the same time, a tear rolled down the corner of her eye, falling onto the grass by her ear.

Nearby, Daoist Feng Xuan sighed and shook his head helplessly. “I wonder if she had any remorse before dying.”

“She’s faced death several times before. Has she ever shown remorse? Not only did she not repent, but she came back with a vengeance each time,” Qiqi spoke disdainfully, almost wanting to kick the body a few times.

Mu Yunjin glanced at the person on the ground, expressing no opinion.

To be merciful to your enemies is to be cruel to yourself.

This journey to the Tiansheng Continent was meant to bring closure, so let it be thorough!

“I have bone-dissolving water here. Would you like to dissolve her corpse?” Hua Ying came over, holding a pure white porcelain bottle.

Mu Yunjin looked at the person on the ground and nodded slightly.

With Mu Yunjin’s consent, Hua Ying opened the bottle and poured the bone-dissolving water onto Qin Muyue’s body.

Qin Muyue’s body gradually disappeared…

……

On a mountaintop to the south.

“Qin Muyue has failed,” Chu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, watching the scenes unfolding at the foot of the mountain, his tone indifferent, showing neither joy nor anger.

“Hmph, she was a fool. It’s no pity she died,” Autumn Leaf’s face showed contempt.

Chu Qing chuckled. “She could have chosen to perish together with Mu Yunjin, but she didn’t. Can you guess what she was thinking at that moment?”

“Fear of death,” Autumn Leaf said.

“No, she was afraid of losing,” Chu Qing denied Autumn Leaf’s words. “She had lost to Mu Yunjin too many times. She was afraid of gambling and losing again.”

Hearing this, Autumn Leaf narrowed his eyes and scrutinized Chu Qing.

Recalling Leng Yuan’s warning, Autumn Leaf’s eyes held deeper meaning. He snorted coldly, “What good does winning the gamble do? Now she’s the only one dead, without even taking anyone down with her!”

“She’s been released,” Chu Qing smiled again.

Autumn Leaf couldn’t be bothered with Chu Qing. After all, once their plan succeeded, they wouldn’t keep this surnamed Chu fellow around.

This Chu fellow had too deep thoughts and wasn’t easy to deal with.

“They’re coming in our direction,” Autumn Leaf watched the approaching figures below, his eyes revealing malice.

Chu Qing followed his gaze and indeed saw Mu Yunjin and her group heading toward the southern direction.

Interesting.

Was the moment of victory or defeat about to arrive?