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Xumi Fruit? This is a top-grade spiritual fruit that is unique to Lingxiao Mountain Range. It grows in space cracks that appear from time to time. It is the best spiritual material for marrow cleansing and improving aptitude.

It blooms once every thousand years, bears fruit once every thousand years, and matures once every thousand years. When picking it, a special space magic tool is needed. Even he, the resident elder, had only tasted it once thousands of years ago.

So how did this boy, whose bone age was no more than fifteen years old, get the Xumi Fruit? Could it be a rare space-type spiritual root?

"You want to eat it too? Since you're good-looking, I'll give you one." Lu Chu noticed the "longing" look in the man's eyes and generously threw a purple fruit to him.

The man in black, Mu Xilin, subconsciously used his spiritual energy to take the Sumeru Fruit that was thrown to him, and held it carefully in his palm. He looked at Lu Chu as if he was looking at a prodigal son.

This is a treasure that cannot be bought even with spirit stones outside. Every Sumeru fruit released by the Mu clan is the finale of the auction.

"Do you know what this is, sir?"

Lu Chu really didn't know what this fruit was called. As long as it tasted good, the name wasn't important. "I don't know! Why don't you eat it? Don't you like it?"

What a waste! This is not meant to be eaten directly!

Mu Xilin was unknowingly led astray by Lu Chu. His aloof image was gone forever. He honestly put away the fruit in his hand, as the price for the child in front of him to trespass into Lingxiao Mountains.

"This is called Sumeru Fruit. I don't want to eat it yet."

He looked Lu Chu up and down, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. He always felt that the young man in front of him was particularly familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen him.

"You look..." He just started to speak but was interrupted by Lu Chu.

"Are you trying to say that I look like someone you know? That's impossible. There's no one in the world who looks as good as me!"

Mu Xilin's face changed. He had never seen such a narcissistic person before. He couldn't say what he just said. He lowered his voice and said, "This is the forbidden land of my Mu clan. I won't kill you. You leave quickly."

Lu Chu answered the question irrelevantly, "I'm lost, can you take me here to play?"

"No." Mu Xilin refused bluntly. If it weren't for the fact that the young man looked so friendly, he would have killed the strange young man in front of him with his sword long ago.

Lu Chu walked up to him and said righteously, "Since you just said that this place is under your family's management, you have to be responsible. What's more, you accepted my gift!"

Mu Xilin was indebted to the person who had taken the favor, so he couldn't put on a cold face anymore. He sighed helplessly, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I will leave when I've had enough fun here. You can be my guide during this time." Lu Chu looked at him expectantly.

Mu Xilin hesitated for a moment, thought about the Sumeru Fruit in his space, and looked at the boy's familiar eyes. Finally, he decided to follow him for the time being. The Lingxiao Mountains were full of dangers and he was a little worried.

"Okay, but you can't walk around randomly. There are some places that even this elder can't go to."

Anyway, he is the only elder stationed in Lingxiao Mountains for the time being, and the other elders have gone to attend my aunt's fusion ceremony. As long as he doesn't tell anyone, no one will know that outsiders have entered here.

Lu Chu nodded indifferently. If he agreed now, he would not have the final say when the time came.

He followed behind Mu Xilin, touching here and looking there. The scenery here was quite nice.

"My name is Feng Ming, what's your name?" Lu Chu just remembered that he didn't know the name of the kind-hearted person in front of him.

"Mu Xilin!" The kind-hearted man spat out three words coldly.

The eldest nephew of this body, Feng Ming, is the cousin of the more than 6,000-year-old Nascent Soul cultivator in front of him. This shows how high Mu Xue's seniority is in the Mu clan.

"Xiao Xi, is there any treasure in here?" Lu Chu's eyes were sparkling, and the word "want" was almost written on his face.

Who's your name, Xiaoxi?

Mu Xilin looked back at him, his face full of black lines, "Yes, there is, but you may not be able to get Feng Ming?"

"You never know. What if I'm particularly lucky? Just like this purple fruit that was handed to me." Lu Chu said meaningfully.

Just as Mu Xilin was about to retort, he was stunned to see a Sumeru fruit flying out from the space crack and landing in front of Lu Chu.

Are the young generation now so amazing? Shouldn't they go out more often? Otherwise, they won't be able to keep up with the changes in the world.

"Do you... have some magical power that can make your words come true?" Mu Xilin felt like he was a clown. Feng Ming, this little brat, didn't need his protection at all.

To put it another way, can you teach him?

Lu Chu shook his head. It was too troublesome to say it and do it. He always made his wishes come true. He just needed to think about it. "I told you that I'm lucky. Can't you do it?"

Mu Xilin felt that he had suffered a blow both physically and mentally. He stopped talking and followed Lu Chu silently.

Along the way, he watched Feng Ming pick up many precious spiritual plants and magical weapons falling from the sky. He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is this really just good luck?

Suddenly, Lu Chu saw a strange light in the sky landing not far away. When he got closer, he found that it was a guqin exuding a mysterious aura.

He casually plucked the strings of the zither, and a phoenix shadow rushed out from the body of the zither, circling around him intimately.

"This is... the Fenglaiqin, an ancient magical artifact of my Mu clan that has been missing for many years!" Mu Xilin said in surprise, looking at Lu Chu with a dazed look on his face.

The Fenglaiqin was the magical instrument personally refined by the ancestor of the Mu family. After the ancestor passed away, it became the magical instrument of the Mu family. It disappeared ten thousand years ago and can only be used by the bloodline of the Mu family.

"Are you surprised?" Lu Chu looked at the dazed Mu Xilin with a smile.

He just replaced Feng Qingyun's bloodline. Qin Wan's bloodline is still left in this body. Cultivators use soul and blood to give birth to offspring. Mu Xue and Qin Wan are the same person in a sense, so Feng Ming is also Mu Xue's child.

"I didn't expect to find it here." Mu Xilin came back to his senses, feeling a little excited, "You... who are you?"

Lu Chu's mouth curled up into a smile: "Didn't you say that I look like someone?"

After being reminded by Lu Chu, the not-so-bright Mu Xilin finally remembered that the young man in front of him looked at least 70% similar to his aunt Mu Xue.

So this is Mu Xue's grandma's hidden gem? His cousin?

A teenage cousin suddenly appeared in the sky for Mu Xilin, who is over 6,000 years old!

At this moment, a powerful aura came from not far away, and then a figure slowly emerged.

"Who dares to touch the magic weapon of the Wumu clan!" the visitor shouted angrily, staring at Lu Chu with sharp eyes.

Seeing the old man in the air, Mu Xilin felt guilty for a moment and quickly saluted, "Xilin greets the Ninth Ancestor!"

"Xilin, why is Fenglaiqin here?" The Ninth Patriarch Mu Daotian swept over with a majestic gaze and glanced at Lu Chu on the side.

Mu Xilin recounted what had happened, and added uncertainly, "It is very likely that Feng Ming is the son of Aunt Mu Xue."

After listening to this, Jiu Zu looked at Lu Chu with a very complicated look. He indeed sensed the strong bloodline of the direct branch of the Mu clan in Lu Chu, and Feng Laiqin's active revival was the best proof of this.

He thought of Mu Xue's soul-splitting experience more than 20 years ago, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Xilin, you continue to guard here, Feng Ming, come with me."

Lu Chu said that he didn't want to listen to the old man and decisively refused, "I haven't had enough fun yet! I don't want to leave with you."

After becoming the ancestor of the Mu clan, it was the first time that a younger generation dared to disobey him. Mu Daotian frowned slightly, but after all, he was his own child, so he couldn't do it directly. He patiently persuaded him: "Don't you want to know who your mother is?"

"I know! Her name is Qin Wan, also called Mu Xue, right?" Lu Chu smiled cunningly. He thought that she was fooling a child with this, which was really disrespectful of him.

"You knew?" Mu Xilin couldn't believe it. After a while, he suddenly realized, "So you came to Lingxiao Mountains on purpose?"

"That's right! But there's no reward!"

Mu Xilin was very angry that he was deceived by a little kid.

"I will go to the Mu clan with you, but not now. Xiaoxi, let's go." Lu Chu turned around and prepared to leave, and Feng Laiqin cooperated and released a pressure that far exceeded the Mahayana period.

"Don't bully him! Otherwise I will be angry!" A childish voice came from the Fenglaiqin. The cute spirit of the instrument with short arms and legs sat on the body of the qin and glared at them fiercely.

"Feng Lai, don't mess around, the boss will be unhappy."

The great ancestor of the Mu clan, Feng Laiqin's elder brother, and a person with the cultivation level of Mahayana.

"Brother will not be angry with me. If you don't leave, I will not be polite!" Qi Ling Feng Lai said that he would not listen to the turtle's chanting. He sensed a huge opportunity that belonged to him from the person in front of him, which he must not miss.

Mu Daotian, who was in the early stage of the tribulation, was locked by Feng Laiqin's aura. He sighed helplessly. His own immortal weapon couldn't beat him, and he was not as senior as him. He told Mu Xilin, "Keep an eye on them."

After saying that, he disappeared. He went back to talk to the eldest brother and asked him to go and take his naughty child away by himself.

Mu Xilin nodded mechanically, still not recovering from the blow of having his generation status demoted.

Lu Chu patted his petrified nephew’s shoulder and put away the body of Feng Lai Qin. The instrument spirit flew around him happily, “Let’s go, let’s continue.”

The "elders" had spoken, what else could Mu Xilin say? He could only follow his cheap little cousin.

An hour later, Lu Chu came out of Lingxiao Mountains with a lot of harvest, followed by Mu Xilin with a flattering look on his face.

There is no way. My little cousin has given me so much. With these things, as long as he works hard, achieving Mahayana will not be a dream. He is tired of saying the words "envy". My little cousin must be the biological son of heaven.

"I'll come back to see you when I have time." Lu Chu felt that his nephew was not smart enough, but it was rare that there was no one in the plot who had any ill will towards Feng Ming.

Mu Xilin was a little reluctant, "Uncle, are you going back to the Mu clan? Do you need me to lead the way?"

Lu Chu refused. He went to the Mu clan to cause trouble, and it would be bad if he hurt innocent people. "Xiao Lai knows Lu."

Hearing this, Feng Lai raised his little head proudly, "Don't worry, I'm here."

"Bon voyage, little cousin!"

He wanted to remind his old father not to offend his younger cousin.

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Mu Daotian returned to the Mu clan's ancestral land at an unprecedented speed and pulled the boss out of the coffin.

Dazu opened his eyes impatiently, feeling extremely irritated. Who was so blind as to wake him up so suddenly? Wasn't it still less than a hundred years?

"Old Nine, you better be okay!"

Mu Daotian felt the resentment and shrank his neck guiltily. Thinking of Feng Lai and Feng Ming, he quickly became confident again, "Boss, I saw Feng Lai!"

Nothing can disturb his sleep! Mu Junyue was about to lie down, but suddenly he turned over and stood in front of Mu Daotian, "Who did you see? Feng Lai?"

The Fenglaiqin is an immortal artifact left by the ancestor of his lineage. It was lost in a battle to destroy demons eight thousand years ago. He searched every corner of the continent but could not find any trace of it.

Mu Daotian located Mu Xilin and projected the current situation of Lingxiao Mountains without saying a word.

In the picture, a person is chasing the Sky-Slaying Tiger, a little boy the size of a fist is jumping and cheering on the side, and another is lazily leaning on a swing chair.

It’s indeed Feng Lai!

Mu Junyue pointed at the young man on the swing chair and asked in confusion: "Who is this? Why does Feng Lai listen to him so much?"

He felt a little sad, as Feng Lai, his rebellious brother, had never been so soft to him.

"His name is Feng Ming, and he is most likely Mu Xue's child."

Mu Junyue was still very optimistic about this talented junior, "Isn't Xue'er practicing the ruthless way?"

How can there be children?

"Twenty-one years ago, Mu Xue took the risk of splitting her soul and reincarnating in order to break through the fusion stage. During that time, she had an emotional entanglement with Feng Qingyun of the Qingyun Sect, and this child is the child of that person.

She went back once and saw Feng Qingyun taking the child back, so she didn't care about the child anymore. "These were told to him by the Twelveth Old Man.

Mu Junyue frowned and observed Lu Chu carefully, then came to a conclusion, "There is no reason for the bloodline of our Mu clan to be lost outside. I will go and catch Feng Lai, and you, Lao Jiu, go to Qingyun Sect to ask about Feng Ming's situation."

So Changmei Zhenzun, who was far away in Qingyun Sect, received a letter from the Mu family. The letter focused on asking about Feng Ming and also asked about Feng Qingyun's recent situation.

The leader got into trouble outside? With his strength, can't he handle it?

Not knowing what to reply, Changmei Zhenzun wanted to contact Lu Chu to ask, but then he realized he didn't have the sect master's contact information, so he could only pretend that he didn't receive the letter.

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It took Lu Chu some time to follow the unreliable Feng Lai to reach the Mu clan's sphere of influence, but he was stopped before he entered.