Villain: Let Go of the Girl of Luck, Let Me Take Over!!

25: If Yu Ruo recognizes his master, he will come to apologize.Nalan Yuruo timidly stepped forward and walked behind Mu Wuchen. Her head was slightly bowed to her chest, and she carefully spoke:

“Ma-master…”

If it were the old Nalan Yuruo, she would never have imagined such a title coming from her mouth. Her hands were intertwined, clearly a little nervous, and perhaps a little ashamed.

Mu Wuchen reached out and stroked her head, and Nalan Yuruo immediately felt much more relaxed.

Although this Nalan Yuruo was not a Son of Destiny, and her talent could only be considered passable, not top-tier, it now seemed quite good to completely conquer and take her in.

Not far away, Su Meier stood in place with a beaming smile, looking proudly at Mu Wuchen, as if asking for credit. Nalan Yuruo’s current behavior was inseparable from Su Meier’s instigation.

Watching every move of the foxy Su Meier, although her current appearance was that of a serene white-robed woman, she seemed to be subtly exuding a hint of charm towards him.

Mu Wuchen thought to himself that a fox spirit was indeed a fox spirit, but she handled this matter quite well, clearly taking on the role of an older sister.

The words Su Meier and Nalan Yuruo spoke earlier were very loud, and Mu Wuchen could hear them clearly. Everything she did clearly had the intention of pleasing Mu Wuchen and raising her status in his heart.

However, Mu Wuchen felt no need to stop this kind of positive flattery. He nodded towards Su Meier and gave her a look of affirmation and approval.

Upon receiving Mu Wuchen’s affirmation, Su Meier’s face showed surprise.

The matter here had come to an end. The Son of Destiny, Xiao Feng, seemed to have no good way to suppress him and plunder his Destiny Points for the time being. They had also stayed for quite some time, so Mu Wuchen and the others should return.

The group rode the Golden Winged Roc, and in just one day, the cloud-shrouded, immortal-like Tianxuan Sect appeared in their sight.

Soon, Mu Wuchen arrived outside his residence. At this moment, several figures were blocking the entrance. Seeing these figures blocking the door, Mu Wuchen’s brows furrowed slightly.

The leader of them was none other than Chu Lingxiao, who had previously provoked him, was later taught a lesson by him, and had several of his front teeth knocked out in public.

Why was this guy here?

Could it be that this guy still hadn’t learned his lesson and hadn’t been beaten enough?

Although this guy was a fellow disciple, Mu Wuchen wouldn’t go so far as to kill him. But if he kept provoking him without knowing what was good for him, he wouldn’t mind giving Chu Lingxiao a lifelong unforgettable lesson.

Before he even reached the mansion’s entrance, the Golden Winged Roc’s movement attracted the attention of many people. Feeling the aura from high in the sky, Chu Lingxiao also turned his head.

In Chu Lingxiao’s hand, he was carrying a person like a dead fish. That person was dressed quite luxuriously, but at this moment, he was bruised and swollen, his aura weak, looking half-dead.

Mu Wuchen looked closely. He had seen the person Chu Lingxiao was carrying; it was the young man he had met in the Great Zhou Imperial Palace a few days ago. At that time, this person had also provoked him and had his eyes blinded by him.

This person’s identity was a prince of the Tianlei Dynasty, seemingly named Fan Li.

Chu Lingxiao had once gone to the Tianlei Dynasty for training and met Fan Li, receiving many benefits from Fan Li, so they had some acquaintance. This time, Fan Li had his eyes crippled by Mu Wuchen and his Dao Protector disabled, which greatly aggrieved Fan Li.

As soon as he returned, he cried and wailed to Chu Lingxiao for help. In his opinion, Senior Brother Chu was a core disciple of the Tianxuan Sect and certainly not afraid of that White-Robed Man. Even if he couldn’t teach the other party a lesson, he could at least get some justice for him.

Otherwise, if he swallowed this humiliation, he would probably become the laughingstock of the other princes of the Tianlei Dynasty and might never become the future emperor.

Upon hearing Fan Li’s description of what happened in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Chu Lingxiao initially made solemn promises, as one is beholden to those from whom they take and eat. But as soon as he heard that the person Chu Lingxiao had offended was actually the ominous Mu Wuchen, his scalp tingled, and his attitude did a complete 180-degree turn.

It was a joke! He couldn’t even last a few moves against Lin Fan, who possessed the power of a True Dragon, and Lin Fan was even rubbed on the ground by Mu Wuchen in the life-and-death arena, without even a chance to fight back, eventually having his chest pierced and his immortal bone forcibly stripped. Such an ominous figure, he was too busy avoiding him, so how could he offend him?

So, after learning the situation, Chu Lingxiao directly launched a mixed attack, fiercely beating this troublesome Fan Li, beating him into an unrecognizable state, leaving him with only a single breath left.

“Damn it, you blind fool, it’s bad enough you provoked that ominous figure yourself, but you had to drag me into it?!”

Chu Lingxiao cursed loudly, then carried Fan Li to Mu Wuchen’s residence.

Upon seeing Mu Wuchen arrive, Chu Lingxiao quickly came forward with a smiling face.

Mu Wuchen glanced at him, then looked at the Ninth Prince of the Tianlei Dynasty, who was barely breathing beside him, and spoke indifferently with a poker face:

“What, Core Disciple Chu, you’ve come to my residence, are you trying to get justice for him?”

Hearing Mu Wuchen’s words, Chu Lingxiao shivered.

He quickly shook his head, his nervous appearance showing no trace of a core disciple’s demeanor.

“No, absolutely not!”

As if he hadn’t said enough, he continued to explain.

“He and I are not close. I heard him say he offended Senior Brother Mu, so I immediately gave him a good beating without a second thought. How can a mere prince of the Tianlei Dynasty be worthy of troubling a disciple of our Tianxuan Sect? Senior Brother Mu did well, upholding the prestige of our sect!”

Saying that, he threw the bruised and swollen Ninth Prince of the Tianlei Dynasty, who looked like a dead fish, at Mu Wuchen’s feet. The Ninth Prince seemed to have lost his teeth, wriggling on the ground, mumbling something incomprehensible.

Mu Wuchen directly kicked him away to avoid polluting his eyes and the entrance of his residence.

Seeing such a drastic change in Chu Lingxiao, completely devoid of his former arrogant demeanor, interpreting bullying the weak and fearing the strong to the fullest, Mu Wuchen teased:

“Chu Lingxiao, I didn’t expect you to change so much, to abandon your subordinate so ’righteously.’ It seems those few teeth weren’t knocked out for nothing.”

Chu Lingxiao, however, seemed not to understand Mu Wuchen’s sarcasm and replied loudly with righteous indignation:

“Senior Brother Mu did well! I’ve long found those few teeth an eyesore. Thanks to Senior Brother Mu for helping to get rid of them!”

Mu Wuchen gave Chu Lingxiao a strange look. He had never realized before that this Chu Lingxiao had such a shameless talent.

He waved his hand, then had Chu Lingxiao take the person and leave. His time was precious, and he had no time to deal with such messy affairs. As for Chu Lingxiao, his value in his eyes was less than nothing, so there was no need to pay attention to his flattery...