They were considered among the more famous Demon Cultivators of Tianlin Continent. They were also at the Nascent Soul Level and had numerous underlings.

The Heavenly Spirit Spring, meanwhile, was ranked as one of the top treasures in Tianluo.

It is said that any Cultivator who soaks in this Heavenly Spirit Spring can cleanse their Spirit Root, enhancing its quality by half a step.

Although there was only one chance, countless Cultivators still flocked to it.

Wang Mu made his way to Tianluo Mountain.

Ascending the mountain to soak in the Spirit Spring was naturally no easy feat.

By this time, Mu Hongyuan had awakened. Her expression was languid, a hint of allure peeking through her indolence. Her dark hair veiled her features, and her voice alone betrayed her weariness. "Brother Mu," she said, "go on up without worry. There aren't any Demon Cultivators on Tianluo Mountain now..."

Upon hearing Mu Hongyuan's words, Wang Mu walked straight up Tianluo Mountain and, indeed, he found no Demon Cultivators; the path was exceptionally clear.

There were only a few Little Demon Cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm.

These few Demon Cultivators had green faces, sharp fangs, hunched backs, and bodies as tough as rock—clearly, they were Stone Essences.

Wang Mu merely glared a few times, and these Little Demon Cultivators prostrated themselves.

Two months of Cultivation had brought Wang Mu's Mountain and Sea Body Refining Technique to the eighth layer.

His aura was as substantial as mountains and seas; a single glance could evoke an oppressive sensation, as if mountains and seas were bearing down.

"The Great Saint had gone to Yuanhai Hall... It was said they were discussing matters of the Centennial Heavenly Pride Battle... They also mentioned that north of the Great Wilderness, Demons were stirring, ancient realms were appearing, and Immortal Treasures were descending..."

After a casual interrogation, these Little Demon Cultivators revealed the gist of it.

"The grand assembly of the Centennial Heavenly Pride Battle..."

Wang Mu was slightly taken aback.

On his journey, when passing through some human cities, he had indeed overheard discussions on the subject.

This was a paramount event in the Cultivation World.

The Centennial Heavenly Pride Battle gathered the most elite Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators of the current Cultivation World to determine the strongest Golden Core Cultivators and Nascent Soul Cultivators in the Nine Provinces Cultivation World.

The eighteen top Sects of the Nine Provinces would join forces to offer innumerable resources as rewards. They would also open up some extremely rare secret ancient lands for powerful Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators to venture into.

For the younger generation of Cultivators wishing to prove themselves and make a name, this Centennial Heavenly Pride Battle was the best choice.

Participation was limited to Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators whose bone age was less than one hundred years.

It was held every hundred years.

It was rumored to be held in the coming years, and this particular one marked a millennial epoch, promising to be the grandest iteration yet.

Whenever this event occurred, special hidden ancient lands would emerge in the Nine Provinces. These lands often contained Immortal Treasures dormant for countless years, some being artifacts from the Ancient Era before the great changes to heaven and earth, all of immense value.

Wang Mu himself wasn't particularly interested in this, though not entirely devoid of interest either.

Upon reaching the summit of Tianluo Mountain, he found a very powerful restriction. Unfortunately for the restriction, Mu Hongyuan resolved it with a simple point of her finger.

He had carried her for three months. She finally deigned to get off his back.

This had been incredibly hard for Wang Mu.

He had been punished by having a woman remain on his back for three full months.

No one knew the pain Wang Mu had faced in those three months. On the eve of breaking through in his Mountain and Sea Body Refining Technique, nearly every step was a test of both flesh and mind. He also had to endure Mu Hongyuan's ridicule from time to time.

Fortunately, he had persevered.

The moment Mu Hongyuan alighted from his back, Wang Mu felt as if his entire world had changed.

With the pressure, as if from ten great mountains, suddenly gone, every cell in his body seemed to rejoice, leaping as if reborn.

A profound sense of relief surged deep within Wang Mu's soul.

"Does Brother Mu dislike carrying me that much?" Mu Hongyuan asked in a faint voice. "Hmph, it's only been three months and you can't take it anymore. You promised a year; you won't last that long, will you?"

"..." Wang Mu.

"A man can't say he can't do it," Wang Mu declared. "How long do you intend to soak? And what do you plan to do afterward?"

Hearing this, Mu Hongyuan narrowed her captivating eyes. "I'll tell you after I've had a good, long soak."

Once the restriction on Tianluo Mountain was broken, a clear, tranquil spring came into view.

The dense Spiritual Energy was so thick it seemed tangible; a single breath felt like it could enable a Qi Refining Realm Disciple to break through to a higher Realm.

However, mixed within that Spiritual Energy was a unique energy that seemed capable of influencing one's mind.

This was undoubtedly a rare treasure land for Cultivation.

Of course, for a Cultivator of Mu Hongyuan's caliber, this was nothing particularly special.

"Why did you come here?"

Wang Mu couldn't quite understand.

"A few months ago, several disciples from my Fengyue Sect ran into trouble in Tianlin Continent and were abducted by those from Great Tianluo Mountain," Mu Hongyuan stated calmly. "Though they were merely a few insignificant disciples and were eventually returned unharmed, anyone who offends my Fengyue Sect cannot simply be let off so easily."

"That Great Tianluo Saint had some discernment, so I spared its life. As for this Spirit Spring, it naturally belongs to me now."

So domineering. Wang Mu thought.

Still, for an Ascension Realm expert, a Demon Cultivation Great Saint at the peak of Nascent Soul could be annihilated with a mere flick of a finger. Sparing its life was indeed an immense act of mercy.

A smile touched Mu Hongyuan's lips as she slowly unfastened her outer robe and casually set up a restriction.

It was as if the Celestial Stars themselves dimmed and receded.

Her crimson outer gown floated into the air, eventually drifting down to land on Wang Mu's head.

"..." Wang Mu.

"What are you doing?" Wang Mu exclaimed, gathering the gown. As he pulled it off his head, he caught a captivating, soul-stirring fragrance emanating from it.

"Undressing to soak in the spring, of course. What else?" Mu Hongyuan drawled. "You can't leave, Brother Mu. Didn't someone once say they would attend to me?"

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