Even after the number one master of arts in Yundong Province bowed to Chen Xuan, Mu Hui remained calm and confident. He never believed that Chen Xuan, a young man of only twenty-something, could be a master of the Dao. If Master Yun had to grovel before Chen Xuan, how high could Chen Xuan’s cultivation really be? Mu Hui simply concluded that he had misjudged Master Yun; the man was nothing more than a reputation-seeking fraud.
Though he had originally intended to use Master Yun to suppress Chen Xuan’s arts, the plan had failed unexpectedly. However, this failure of strategy did not worry him. The most important factor was his eldest son, Mu Cangtao, who had spent over twenty years cultivating ancient martial arts. Mu Hui believed that after years of dedicated training within an ancient martial arts sect, Mu Cangtao would undoubtedly be far superior to any so-called masters or adepts from these modern cultivation circles. Knowing that Mu Cangtao would arrive soon, he felt no anxiety. He merely cast a cold glance at Chen Xuan and led the Mu family members toward the largest and highest viewing platform to await his son’s arrival.
Chen Xuan led his own group to a lakeside pavilion to rest. With less than half an hour left until the start of the decisive battle, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. The spectators were becoming more and more excited. The fact that the renowned Master Yun had submitted to Chen Xuan suggested that Chen Xuan’s power was even greater than everyon…
Chapter 756