LABMY CH103.3

Shi Sheng and the others standing at the back turned pale. No matter how they looked at it, Mu Jingzhuo was the last person on the dragon who should be afraid.

The ones who should be afraid were them.

Shi Sheng exchanged glances with the silent Golden Core elder beside him, both feeling uneasy. When they came to humiliate Mu Jingzhuo and his father, they felt nothing. But now that the situation had reversed, they found it difficult to accept.

In the end, they had never cared about the humiliation and suffering they inflicted on Mu Jingzhuo and his father.

A mere Mu family, unable to dominate even a small Taishi Mountain City, how could the mighty Wenxian Sect ever take them seriously?

But likewise, Jian Yuanbai didn’t take the Wenxian Sect seriously either.

Holding Mu Jingzhuo’s hand, Jian Yuanbai’s presence gave him an unprecedented sense of security and warmth. Mu Jingzhuo nodded and said softly, “Master, I am not afraid.”

Jian Yuanbai pinched his tense yet serious little face and found it adorable. “Mu Jingzhuo, ‘Zhuo’… From now on, I’ll call you ‘Little Spoon.'”

Amidst the seemingly harmonious master-disciple moment, no one could have guessed that in Jian Yuanbai’s mind, another “teacher” was scolding him.

The system was on the verge of breaking down: “You just needed to follow the plot! Why are you doing all these unnecessary things?”

“This time, you’re already playing two roles. If you keep messing around, what if something goes wrong?”

Jian Yuanbai replied confidently, “Your plot only has a few lines. How do you know this isn’t the natural progression?”

“You don’t know the full story either.”

The system wished it could light a cigarette in frustration. It didn’t know the exact plot progression, but it was very familiar with the “Long Aotian” trope.

No matter how the plot unfolded, it was impossible for someone who had just been dumped by his fiancée to immediately storm her sect and forcefully deliver the divorce letter!

This is an over-the-top, domineering protagonist script, not some hidden boss storyline!

Suddenly, the system felt something was wrong. “I feel like your identity appeared too early. Think about it. You’re supposed to be the Sect Master of the most powerful sect in the Asriga Continent, with immense strength and a powerful background.”

“If you show up now, Mu Jingzhuo will have unlimited resources. Where’s the character growth?”

Jian Yuanbai thought for a moment and replied, “But if I don’t show up, how will Mu Jingzhuo begin his cultivation journey?”

The system was speechless. It didn’t know that before the breakup, Mu Jingzhuo had encountered a demon beast egg. But overwhelmed by everything that happened, he had long forgotten about it.

However, the system remembered one more thing. “The plot mentioned that your other identity would become Mu Jingzhuo’s closest friend during his training. But now you’re directly taking him to Wangyun Sect. How will he experience hardships and bond with you?”

Jian Yuanbai was momentarily stunned, but then quickly said, “Don’t worry about it. I’ve got a plan.”

“Your simplistic plot doesn’t capture the full development. Trust me, the storyline I designed fits perfectly. No one understands the ‘Long Aotian’ protagonist better than me.”

System: ……

Recalling all of Jian Yuanbai’s legendary flexes, the system bizarrely felt that he was right.

No one understood the “Long Aotian” script better than him—because he was the ultimate “Long Aotian.”

The system anxiously stomped on its own tail, feeling that the appearance order of the two identities might have been reversed.

For Jian Yuanbai to suddenly play two roles meant that the mission was becoming increasingly difficult. However, it also signified that the forces behind the scenes were becoming more and more impatient.

Sensing the energy stored within itself, the system’s eyes flickered with determination. They would make it out, no matter what.

The giant dragon soared through the clouds at lightning speed, and the distant Wenxian Sect soon appeared beneath them.

Without hesitation, Jian Yuanbai commanded the dragon to let out a mighty roar, shaking the heavens and earth with its overwhelming pressure.

The dragon obeyed his will, concealing its massive body in the clouds while slowly lowering its colossal head for Jian Yuanbai to step off.

Mu Jingzhuo, who was only at the early stage of Qi Refining, couldn’t safely descend from the dragon’s head due to the sheer height.

Out of respect, the others dared not step off from the dragon’s head and could only jump off from the side. Just as Mu Chuan was about to help Mu Jingzhuo down, the tall and elegant Wenxian Sect Master, Shi Miao, dressed in a pale crescent-white robe, opened his arms toward Mu Jingzhuo.

“Little Spoon, jump down.”

Jian Yuanbai’s face was hidden behind a mask, but his gaze was gentle. “I’ll catch you. Don’t be afraid.”

Without hesitation, Mu Jingzhuo leaped down and landed securely in Jian Yuanbai’s embrace.

Seeing this, Mu Chuan felt a wave of relief. Though he didn’t understand why the powerful Sect Master of Wangyun Sect would suddenly accept Mu Jingzhuo as his disciple, this was undoubtedly a tremendous opportunity for his son.

Moreover, from the looks of it, the Sect Master of Wangyun Sect truly cherished Mu Jingzhuo.

The scene was also witnessed by Shi Sheng and the others, causing shock to ripple through their hearts.

In the cultivation world, accepting disciples was common. However, for a grand Nascent Soul powerhouse, the master of an entire sect, to hold his disciple so intimately was unheard of.

Even in sects far inferior to Wangyun Sect, masters would guide and provide resources for their disciples but would never show such closeness.

Shi Sheng let out a bitter smile. Wasn’t this the very definition of favoritism? For the sake of Mu Jingzhuo, Jian Yuanbai had ridden a dragon directly to Wenxian Sect to demand justice.

Shen Zilan lowered her eyes, her thoughts racing. Her own master cherished her, teaching her with great care and nurturing her as the future successor of the sect. However, her master would never hold her so tenderly.

She glanced at her silent father beside her, feeling a pang of bitterness. Her father was timid and cowardly, while Mu Jingzhuo’s father dared to defend his son in front of the elders of the Wenxian Sect.

Her master couldn’t compare, and her father couldn’t either. Shen Zilan couldn’t quite tell how she felt, but she knew there was no room for regret now.

Because of the dragon’s intimidating roar, the Wenxian Sect’s grand gates swung open. Leading the way was none other than Wenxian Sect’s Master, Shi Miao.

The enormous dragon was well-known across the entire Asriga Continent. Its presence meant the Sect Master of Wangyun Sect had arrived.

Thus, Shi Miao led the sect’s elders with high status to greet them personally.

Shi Miao respectfully bowed to Jian Yuanbai in the manner of cultivators. “I was unaware that the Sect Master of Wangyun Sect had arrived. Please forgive us for failing to give you a proper welcome.”

She had met the Sect Master of Wangyun Sect before and was not surprised to see him wearing a mask. It was said that the Sect Master enjoyed wandering the world under his true face, but when acting as the sect master, he preferred to conceal himself behind a mask.

For cultivators with profound abilities, a mere mask was meaningless. They could easily “see” the true face beneath it if they wished. However, no one dared to act so presumptuously before the master of Wangyun Sect.

Shi Miao glanced at Shi Sheng and her disciple Shen Zilan, who stood behind Jian Yuanbai with pale faces. A bad premonition arose in her heart.

Something had gone wrong with this arranged marriage.

Jian Yuanbai said, “It was indeed abrupt for me to come unannounced. However, this matter does concern you.”

“The arrival of the Sect Master of Wangyun Sect is by no means an intrusion,” Shi Miao replied, gesturing toward the sect. “Whatever the matter, let us discuss it inside the sect. This will allow us to properly host you.”

The low-ranking disciples guarding the sect gates had never witnessed such a scene before. Knowing this was far beyond their status, they quickly stepped aside.

Upon entering the grand hall of Wenxian Sect, all the high-ranking elders of the sect had already assembled due to Jian Yuanbai’s arrival. Only then did Jian Yuanbai speak.

“For the sake of fairness, I would like Sect Master Shi to summon the outstanding young talents of your sect to the hall and have them witness this matter as well.”

Shi Miao, unaware of the reason for Jian Yuanbai’s visit, felt a hint of confusion. Shen Zilan leaned closer to whisper in her ear, explaining the situation.

Shi Miao’s expression darkened immediately. She looked at Jian Yuanbai and said in a deep voice, “I now understand the purpose of Sect Master Jian’s visit. However, for the matter of breaking off the engagement, my presence as her master and the elders of Wenxian Sect should be sufficient. There is no need to involve the younger generation.”

Jian Yuanbai lifted his gaze to her. “I said that whatever was done in the Mu family will be done here as well.”

Shi Miao slammed her hand on the table. “Sect Master Jian, do not push us too far!”

Jian Yuanbai sneered, “It was your disciples who came to the Mu family to humiliate my disciple. And now, I am the one pushing too far?”

Shen Zilan’s face turned deathly pale.

Shi Miao stared at Jian Yuanbai, with the faint image of a massive blue whale emerging behind her. “Sect Master Jian, I know you are in the Mahayana stage, but as the Sect Master of the Wenxian Sect, I am also in the Mahayana stage.”

“This matter was indeed our negligence. If Mu Jingzhuo insists on writing a divorce letter, we will accept it. However, if you make all the disciples of the Wenxian Sect witness Shen Zhilan being publicly repudiated, how will she ever establish herself in the Wenxian Sect again?”

Jian Yuanbai’s expression remained unchanged, his gaze filled with cold indifference as he sneered, “So, what you’re saying is that the dignity of your disciple, Shi Miao, cannot be lost, but my disciple can be trampled on at will?”

“So what if you are in the Mahayana stage?”

“I am in the Mahayana stage because I choose not to ascend. You are in the Mahayana stage because that is your limit.”

In the tense atmosphere of the grand hall, Jian Yuanbai casually took a step forward. “Do you understand now, Sect Master Shi?”

As his words fell, countless pairs of dragon eyes suddenly opened within the grand hall, coldly staring at everyone present.

At that moment, several elders of the Wenxian Sect sternly shouted, “Shi Miao! Withdraw your giant whale now!”

“Don’t forget, besides being Shen Zhilan’s master, you are also the Sect Master of the Wenxian Sect!”

The reprimand struck Shi Miao like thunder, causing her face to pale as she reluctantly sat back in her chair. She turned to the young man who had accompanied them to the Mu family and said, “Go, bring in the disciples.”

The efficiency of the Wenxian Sect, as one of the top three sects, was astonishing. Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, all the inner disciples of the sect had gathered in the grand hall.

Though they had no idea what had happened, seeing the grim expressions of the sect master and elders, they could only stand quietly at the side, like quails, waiting to see what would unfold.

The man in a pale crescent-white robe and wearing a mask handed a brush and paper to a young boy, saying, “Little Spoon, come, write the divorce letter.”

Jian Yuanbai retrieved an ink brush, inkstone, and paper from his storage ring and placed them before Mu Jingzhuo.

Mu Jingzhuo took the brush and quickly penned the divorce letter with fluid strokes, the ink flowing smoothly onto the paper.

Just as Mu Jingzhuo was about to hand the letter to Shen Zhilan, Jian Yuanbai stopped him and whispered a few words in his ear. He activated a sound-blocking barrier, preventing anyone from hearing except Mu Jingzhuo.

Under the gaze of all present, the young boy’s eyes widened in shock, his lips trembling as he slowly shook his head. “Master…”

He seemed to plead, hoping the towering man would take back his words. But Jian Yuanbai, with a heart as cold as iron, simply said, “Do it.”

Step by step, Mu Jingzhuo approached Shen Zhilan, his expression as heavy as hers.

Seeing this scene, Shen Zhilan’s mind was filled with countless speculations, the deepest one being that Mu Jingzhuo couldn’t bear to lose her as his fiancée.

Even though Shen Zhilan was not arrogant, she was well aware of her own worth. She was exceptionally beautiful, highly talented, and the sole disciple of the Wenxian Sect’s master. Such qualities were rare in the entire Asliga Continent.

She thought that if Mu Jingzhuo dared to publicly defy Jian Yuanbai, she might consider giving him a chance.

Of course, this would only be possible if Jian Yuanbai, the Sect Master of Wangyun Sect, was still willing to accept Mu Jingzhuo as his disciple. Only when Jian Yuanbai came to the Wenxian Sect and forced her master to yield with overwhelming power did Shen Zhilan finally understand what kind of strength the Wangyun Sect master represented.

She also realized that under the guidance of such a great figure, Mu Jingzhuo could never remain the useless trash he once was.

Mu Jingzhuo stood before Shen Zhilan, but his hands trembled as he hesitated to hand over the divorce letter. His reaction further solidified Shen Zhilan’s assumptions.

The grand hall fell silent as dozens of eyes fixed on Mu Jingzhuo’s movements. His hesitation made Mu Chuan anxious, fearing that the powerful Jian Yuanbai would be angered. “Jingzhuo, what are you hesitating for?”

Mu Jingzhuo recalled those words and couldn’t help but hesitate. If it had been just half a day earlier, he could have uttered those words without a second thought. But now, everyone could see who held the upper hand in this situation.

Everyone understood who was truly humiliated in this divorce.

Mu Jingzhuo was only fifteen years old, and his thin skin made him blush with embarrassment. Turning his head, he looked at Jian Yuanbai with pleading, tearful eyes.

Jian Yuanbai said coldly, “Do it.”

Mu Jingzhuo slapped the divorce letter onto Shen Zhilan’s face. “This is the divorce letter that severs all ties between you, Shen Zhilan, and the Mu family.”

He glanced at Shen Zhilan, then at Shi Sheng and the other three who had gone to the Mu family. “Right now, I’m only at the early Qi Refinement stage, but I’m still young. At twelve, I had already reached the Half-Step Foundation Establishment stage. Has anyone before me ever achieved such talent?”

“Right now, I am indeed trash. But since I was able to set an unbreakable record of reaching Half-Step Foundation Establishment in just one year, what makes you think I won’t rise again in the future? What makes you think I will remain a piece of trash?”

The most critical words came next. Mu Jingzhuo glanced at Jian Yuanbai, whose gaze was unwavering and as cold as steel.

“Today, you use the power of the Wenxian Sect to humiliate and trample on me. But don’t forget—” Mu Jingzhuo closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

His young face tightened as his ears turned red. “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Don’t… don’t look down on the poor youth.”

Everyone in the Wenxian Sect, from the Sect Master to the disciples, felt humiliated as their young sect heir was slapped in the face with a divorce letter while listening to Mu Jingzhuo’s speech about not bullying the poor.

Shi Miao and the other elders, along with Shen Zhilan, were filled with rage. Even Shi Miao, who was known for her composure, couldn’t resist the urge to curse.

Fifteen years old, taken as the only disciple of the most powerful sect master in the Asliga Continent, with limitless potential—you’re talking about not bullying the poor?

Are you poor?!

Do you even understand the weight of being the disciple of the Wangyun Sect Master?

With his power, he could easily find heavenly treasures that would reshape a useless body into a genius. Are you poor?!

Poor?!

Clearly, Mu Jingzhuo knew that saying this was utterly shameless. It was like swallowing a pill that could instantly make him a Nascent Soul cultivator and then turning to a Foundation Establishment cultivator and saying, “Don’t bully me.”

So, after he finished, he turned around and covered his face in shame.

The stunned expressions, the twisted faces filled with jealousy and disbelief, only made his embarrassment worse. Every look seemed to say:

“Do you even hear the nonsense coming out of your mouth?”