Chapter 110: Summoned by the Clan Leader

  Three months passed in a flash, and with the help of three bottles of Dan medicine, Mu Feng's injuries not only healed, but his strength also made another breakthrough.

  Qingying and Zheng Jian fought a battle, although Mufeng was seriously injured, but the harvest was also considerable. In the path of cultivation, bitter practice is important, but enlightenment is equally indispensable.

  A side room on the edge of the Mufu Zhongyuan, a young figure dancing, the shadow of his fists making people's eyes dizzy, the fiery Xuanli, the powerful momentum blowing away the withered leaves and dust on the ground, the heavenly Xuanli also surging under this dance.

  That figure is Mu Feng!

  Because of Mu Feng's great contribution, Mu Feng and his family also moved from the side house in the West Wing to this side house in the Central House of the Mu Mansion.

  Although it is just a side house of Zhongyuan, the conditions are much better than those in Xiyuan.

  The central courtyard is the center of the entire Mu Mansion, and high-ranking family members all live in this courtyard, so it occupies the largest area and has the strictest guard.

  At this time, two beautiful figures appeared at the side gate, smiling and looking at Mu Feng.

  "Han Yu sister, Han Qing!" Mu Feng saw that they were two women and also stopped.

  "Mu Feng, how's your injury?" Mu Han Yu asked softly, the icy chill on her beautiful face disappearing, making her look even more captivating.

  "It's all right." Murong Feng said with a smile.

  "That's good, my grandfather wants to see you." Mu Hanshu said lightly.

  "I don't know how you got so lucky, the clan leader actually named you to see him." Mu Hanqing said with a pout, looking disgruntled.

  The clan leader and the three senior cabinet members are legendary figures of the Mu clan, and it is extremely difficult to see them on a normal day. Therefore, being summoned by the clan leader in person is an extremely honorable thing, so Mu Hansheng also has some small jealousy.

  "Tribe leader?" Mu Feng was taken aback, never expecting the tribe leader to summon him on his own initiative.

  "What's wrong, don't you want to go?" Mu Han Qing stared at Mu Feng with a cold gaze.

  "No, no, I just didn't think that someone as insignificant as me would be summoned by the clan leader." Murong Feng hastily waved his hand.

  Mu Han Yu saw the two of them and smiled slightly: "Then let's go."

  Mo Feng obediently followed the two girls. In the Mo Manor's inner courtyard, without permission, one was not allowed to move about freely, and the defense was much stricter than in other courtyards. Along the way, Mo Feng had already seen six or seven guards at the level of Shaping Realm.

  The central courtyard was very large, and the three of them walked at a moderate pace for quite some time before arriving at one of the courtyards in the central courtyard.

  This courtyard is particularly striking among the many buildings in the central courtyard, with a vermilion wooden gate that exudes a sense of grandeur and thickness, giving off an air of long history.

  A powerful aura emanated from within the house, an aura that was extremely similar to that of Mu Zixi in the Book Pavilion.

  "Grandpa, we've brought Mu Feng over." Mu Han Yu said facing the courtyard gate.

  "Let him in." A hoarse voice came out.

  Mo Feng entered the hall alone and found a strange old man sitting in the main hall.

  The old man's hair was white, his face was sallow, but his spirit was vigorous, and there were occasional flashes of brilliance in his eyes. His magnificent attire revealed his noble status.

  Although I have never seen this old man, who else could it be but Mu Qianlang, the patriarch of the Mu clan?

  "Junior Mu Feng pays respects to Senior Mu!" Mu Feng hastily gave a junior's ceremonial bow to Mu Qianlang.

  Mo Qianlang glanced at Mo Feng and smiled slightly, saying: "You're Mo Feng?"

  "It's just a junior." Murong Feng said respectfully, facing the number one person of the Murong clan and also a strong man in the state of epiphany, still feeling some tension in his heart.

  Mo Qianlang nodded and smiled: "Indeed, heroes emerge in their youth. Given time, they will surely become accomplished."

  "Thank you, elder, for your praise." Mu Feng faced this kind of person who could shake the entire city of Mu with just one stomp, and didn't dare to relax at all, his whole body appearing somewhat stiff.

  "Hey kiddo, don't be nervous, sit down." Mu Qianlang seemed to have noticed Mu Feng's tension and smiled kindly, pointing to a chair beside him.

  Mo Feng saw the situation and after thanking the clan leader, he sat down.

  "Child, you have done a great service for our clan!" Mu Qianlang gazed at the young man before him, smiling as he spoke.

  "Clan leader, as a junior member of the clan, this is what I should do," Mu Feng said hastily.

  "Ah, Mu Qianlang saw Mu Feng's humility and politeness, nodded slowly and said: 'Child, when your father was expelled from the sect back then, it was also unavoidable. I hope you won't take it to heart.'"

  Mo Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he was stunned for a moment: Is the clan leader apologizing to me?

  "Do you know why I asked you to come today?" Mu Qianlang suddenly asked.

  Mo Feng hadn't recovered from his shock yet and mechanically shook his head. As for Mo Qianlang's purpose today, he really didn't know.

  "Alas, don't be fooled by the current prosperity of our clan in Tianfeng County. Beneath this prosperous surface, our clan is actually fraught with crises!" Mu Qianlang sighed and said.

  Mo Feng may be foolish, but he can still hear the faint melancholy in Mo Qian's tone.

  "Tribe leader, is someone trying to harm our clan?" Mu Feng asked in doubt.

  "Sky Wind County, there are not a few people and forces that covet my Mu clan. Although no one dares to make a move for now, the clan is facing a situation where the old generation has not yet passed on the torch to the new generation."

  Under Mo Qianlang's explanation, Mo Feng only knew that among the four major forces of Tianfeng County, from the current situation, Fengyun Sect did the best in cultivating young generations, Lei Sect was second, and Mu Sect even fell behind Liu Sect.

  Although the Mu family also has talented children like Mu Han Yu, Mu Kun, Mu Han Qing and Mu Sheng, they are still a notch below compared to the other three major powers.

  Zheng Jiān's natural talent was exceptional, and his cultivation was extremely high. However, among the younger generation of Fēng Yún Sect, there were still two people who surpassed him, both of whom had already entered the Shaping Realm.

  The Lei and Liu families' younger generations also have their own boundary masters, but the Mu family has yet to produce one, which is also a concern for Mu Qianlang.

  "It's a good thing our clan has someone like you now!" Mu Qianlang's expression relaxed, and he smiled faintly.

  "Clan leader is being too kind!" Mu Feng scratched his head, his face turned red, and he dryly laughed.

  "These years Yuer has been too tired. Now finally someone is helping her share some pressure."

  As for Mu Han Yu, his most beloved granddaughter, the dignified old man showed a hint of sympathy. In these years, he was also aware of the pressure that Mu Han Yu had endured, but as the most outstanding young person in the Mu clan, this pressure was also something that had to be borne.

  Mufeng also has a deep understanding of this pressure. When "Mufeng" couldn't practice martial arts at first, this feeling and pressure were etched in his bones and unforgettable for life.

  "Clan leader, please be at ease, I will definitely do my best for the clan." Although Mu Feng had not had a good impression of the clan before, after living in the clan for more than a year, he gradually regarded himself as a member of the clan.

  "Alright. Go ahead, once you're ready, go to the Cangshu Pavilion to comprehend the Tianxuan Sword Manual." After talking for a long time, Mu Qianlang's face showed some signs of fatigue.

  "Tribe leader, I have a request?" Mu Feng said softly.

  "You go ahead and say it."

  "Can't we exchange the reward for a Nine Shadows Illusory Step?" asked Mu Feng hesitantly.

  "Alright!" Mu Qianlang looked at Mu Feng with a hint of surprise on his face, but still agreed to Mu Feng's request.

  "Thank you, elder! I bid farewell!"