Chapter 460 - 460 When Am I Going to Fight With Wen Mosheng?

460 When Am I Going to Fight With Wen Mosheng?

After giving up all her power under the Sword Pavilion and turning into a white fox, Bai Qingyu completed her first transformation.

However, this still couldn’t cut off the prying eyes of the Heavenly Mystic World.

That was why she came to the secret realm.

Just like the Sword Pavilion, the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm was independent of the Heavenly Mystic World.

Here, the changes in her body could not be sensed by the Heavenly Mystic World.

The might of the lightning struck fear into Bai Qingyu’s heart.

She had transformed into Bai Wuhen in this secret realm. Wasn’t it also because she wanted nothing from the past to be left behind so that she could have a chance to step out of the Heavenly Mystic World?

For this, she did not hesitate to give up her Heavenly Fox bloodline.

As long as she could live.

Han Muye sighed softly.

Who would have thought that Bai Wuhen, who had the Heavenly Fox Bloodline, would be so helpless?

Even Wen Mosheng, an Absolute Sage of Confucianism, had flaws and was in danger of the Five Decrepit Signs of Heaven and Man. He had to use the mortal world to temper his mind.

In fact, how many seemingly carefree cultivators could really be carefree?

Since Bai Qingyu had become Bai Wuhen, she would change everything!

Golden light surrounded Han Muye, and the soul sword flashed.

A sword shadow appeared on the altar.

The white fox phantom was shattered by the sword.

The next moment, the flames on the altar revealed the sharpness of the long sword!

Sword intent!

The sword intent was engraved in the inherited memories of the fox clan.

“Buzz!”

A series of sword cries rang out in the surroundings. It was the sword cries of the Green Foxes who had accepted the inheritance change and integrated themselves into the Sword Dao inheritance.

Just like the Lynx Clan, the Green Fox Clan had become a clan that inherited the Sword Dao.

On the altar, the flames trembled.

The fox tail on Bai Wuhen’s back turned into three illusory sword shadows!

Sword of the soul!

The Heavenly Fox Clan’s best technique was soul control.

Han Muye did not change the inheritance attribute of his soul, but he had no way of fusing his soul into a sword.

Originally, the Heavenly Fox bloodline that used charm to control the soul fused with the soul as a killing ability.

At the altar, Bai Wuhen’s figure slowly walked out.

As the sword light fused, Han Muye smiled lightly. His qi sea was filled with the People’s Will, and poems and words surged out.

Such a method was similar to enlightenment in Confucianism.

However, enlightenment was inspired by scholars. At this moment, Han Muye was imprinting the Confucian knowledge he had learned into his bloodline and soul.

The flames in the divine treasures turned purple and flew out, landing on Bai Wuhen’s body.

Bai Wuhen’s dress turned into a light purple color, and her originally noble and graceful face now had a hint of innocence and immaturity, like the pretty daughter of a humble family.

“I’m a fox that has cultivated for a thousand years. A thousand years of cultivation and a thousand years of loneliness.

“Senior Brother Han, did you write these lyrics just for me?

“Then in the future, I’ll go to the pleasure boat outside the Imperial City of the Central Continent and sing to garner popularity for you. How about that?”

Bai Wuhen retracted the sword shadow behind him and chuckled like a girl-next-door.

A great demon whose spirit had condensed into three long swords, who could fight against a Heaven Realm expert, actually had such a beautiful appearance. In the end, it was still because of the Heavenly Fox bloodline. It was too confusing.

Han Muye shook his head and said, “Up to you. I have a name in the Central Continent.

“Han Mu.

“The head of the White Deer Mountain Academy.”

Bai Wuhen’s expression turned to shock as she stared at Han Muye. “That Confucian Grandmaster who wants to compete with the Central Continent Imperial City Academy and is the most talented after Wen Mosheng?”

Han Muye frowned and said softly, “When am I going to compete with Wen Mosheng?”

Bai Wuhen chuckled and was about to speak when she heard Han Muye’s voice. “In terms of talent, there’s nothing I like in the Heavenly Mystic World.”