Chapter 063: Why Use a Sword Against Him

“Brother, wait a moment!”

Just as Mu Tianhen was about to descend to the ground, a graceful figure suddenly darted out from the crowd of the Mu family—it was his younger sister, the princess of the Mu clan, Mu Tianxue.

When everyone saw Mu Tianxue rush forward to stop her brother, they could barely suppress their laughter.

Now you come to remind him? Isn’t it a bit too late? Where were you just now? Typical of children—they only think of digging a latrine when it’s already urgent. How could you possibly make it in time?

What no one expected was that Mu Tianxue wasn’t coming out to persuade her brother.

She felt that since she now possessed cultivation and had become a martial artist, she ought to do something for her family, and for her brother too. She couldn’t always rely on others for protection as before.

So the little girl looked up at Mu Tianhen and said, “Brother, I… I’ll fight them. You’re the head of the family—you shouldn’t lower your status.”

Hearing this, the crowd nearly burst out laughing like pigs. Did this girl have a screw loose, saying something so absurd?

You’re going to fight? With what?

Everyone knew her well—an ordinary girl who hadn’t even unlocked her martial veins, wanting to duel with the old patriarchs? Was she just here to make a fool of herself?

Even if, by some miracle, Mu Tianhen had given her a Vein Awakening Pill and she’d become a martial artist, at best she’d have reached the third stage of Vein Awakening.

With such meager cultivation, she’d be no match for the patriarchs of each family, or even for a typical martial artist.

Girl, who sent you?

Of course, everyone was certain Mu Tianhen would sternly order his sister back, forbidding her from causing trouble or embarrassing him.

But once again, they were wrong.

Mu Tianhen looked at his sister and spoke gently, “Xue’er, have you learned any techniques yet?”

Mu Tianxue grinned, “Brother, when the family was training, I practiced alongside them. I don’t know how good I am, but I remember what I could.”

“But…” She paused, then smiled, “Brother, I still prefer using a sword. Why not teach me a little right now?”

As she spoke, the little girl shook the longsword in her hand.

Hearing this, the crowd almost fell over in laughter.

Heavens, what kind of child is this? Practicing at the last minute isn’t going to help, let alone learning now—does she really think it’s possible?

Besides, the clans had all seen Mu Tianhen’s swordplay in the illusion realm and had already prepared countermeasures. Even if he taught Mu Tianxue now, it would be pointless.

The main issue was that absolute strength could simply crush any technique. Against overwhelming power, all moves are nothing but fancy displays.

Mu Tianhen shrugged and smiled, “Xue’er, you can learn swordsmanship, but there’s no need right now. To deal with these people, using a sword would be overkill.”

“Remember this, Xue’er—we draw our weapons only against those worthy of being called opponents. If they’re not even worthy of that, why should we unsheathe our swords?”

“Just use your fists and palms as you like. Have fun with it.”

“Okay!” Mu Tianxue nodded vigorously, grinning. “I’ll listen to you, brother. No weapons then.”

Saying this, Mu Tianxue tossed her sword over for her brother to hold. Then, she walked toward the thirty-five clan patriarchs.

As she walked, she called out, “Seniors, how do you want to fight?”

Seeing Mu Tianhen actually allow this little girl to face them alone, the patriarchs nearly choked with rage.

This was an insult—an extreme insult!

How could they endure it?

Gu Feng gnashed his teeth, cold light flashing in his eyes. He looked at Mu Tianhen, who had returned to the platform. “Clan Head Mu, what is the meaning of this?”

Mu Tianhen smiled, “Nothing at all. My sister wants to play, so I’m letting her. Is there a problem?”

Gu Feng’s killing intent surged. He barked, “Mu Tianhen! Since you insist on sending a little girl to her death, I’ll oblige you!”

“And let me tell you—no matter who you send, you won’t be able to buy yourself any time!”

He turned to Mu Tianxue, sneering, “You poor girl, being used by your own brother as a useless shield.”

“How about you come with me instead? I could let you—”

“You sure talk a lot,” Mu Tianxue interrupted, standing three yards away from them. Her voice was calm, “Hurry up. The sooner we’re done, the sooner we can eat.”

“You have no say in this! Today, I’ll take you and drain your essence for my own gain!” Gu Feng roared, lunging at Mu Tianxue.

His palms turned into claws as he reached for Mu Tianxue’s collar, his speed astonishing.

On the platform, Mu Tianhen felt a surge of nervousness. After all, it was his sister’s first real fight—she had no experience. Would she be able to handle it?

He was fully prepared to intervene at a moment’s notice.

But his worry was unnecessary—there was no need for him to step in at all.

Just as the patriarchs had thought before, in the face of overwhelming strength, all techniques are futile.

Mu Tianxue now stood at the ninth level of the Sky-Peering Realm, a sovereign among her peers. To her, Gu Feng’s moves were nothing but child’s play.

Of course, Mu Tianxue had no particular mastery of attack skills, especially with her fists and feet. So she simply acted as she saw fit.

She shouted, “You old pervert, get lost!”

With that, she unleashed all her vein power, and with three feet between them, she struck at the charging Gu Feng.

Buzz!

At the moment her palms thrust forward, a sudden resonance filled the air. Ripples, like waves of sound, swept toward Gu Feng.

What?

Everyone was stunned, faces pale with shock and disbelief.

No one imagined Mu Tianxue could be so formidable—a simple push, yet it unleashed such a terrifying wave of force.

The onlookers were shocked, and even more so those on the field, especially Gu Feng. To him, this was a nightmare.

He had never considered Mu Tianxue a threat—a mere pawn, doomed to die. He meant to seize her and use her as a tool.

Gu Feng had heard that taking a maiden’s first blood by the right method could rapidly boost one’s cultivation, with tremendous effect.

So he had to try—there was nothing to lose.

But reality was the opposite of his hopes.

This girl not only possessed cultivation, but was someone he couldn’t hope to match. That single, simple strike left him powerless.

Gu Feng desperately tried to dodge, changing direction midair, veering to the side.

But Mu Tianxue’s palm strike unleashed a vast and swift wave. He couldn’t escape in time and could only watch as the force surged over him, engulfing him completely.