The Abandoned Young Master of a Wealthy Cultivation Family

Chapter 1469: Grave Sweeper

After Mu Xuanyin handed the token to Mu Luo, she completely died. Her figure turned into light spots and slowly dissipated. Mu Luo looked at those dissipated light spots, and two lines of tears could not stop flowing down. She tightly grasped the clan leader's token in her hand, and her trembling voice was filled with some determination.

"Teacher...don't worry, I will definitely avenge you and kill those two beasts with my own hands!"

"Condolences."

Behind him, Su Bai looked at Mu Luo who was kneeling on the ground, his expression was surprisingly calm. He had experienced too many separations and deaths, and now seemed to have become indifferent to them.

The news of the patriarch's death quickly spread throughout the entire Muling City, and the entire Muling tribe was shocked. With the death of the patriarch, is the Muling tribe about to become extinct?

They still remembered that before the Wind Spirit Clan and the Fire Spirit Clan were destroyed, the clan leaders died first, and then those clan members were slaughtered without any room to fight back.

Now, is it the turn of the Mu Ling tribe?

Just as everyone was terrified, the spiritual power of the barrier became stronger again, surrounding the entire forest and Muling City.

A voice came from far away.

"The death of our patriarch has left the entire clan in mourning. However, our Wood Spirit Clan is now at a critical juncture of life and death. We must devote all our energy to training and fighting, and swear to resist the Bone Spirit Clan and the Blood Spirit Clan to the death. I, Mu Luo, am the Saint of the Wood Spirit Clan and have been entrusted by the patriarch to take over the position of patriarch temporarily and lead the clan members to resist the Blood and Bone Clan together. If a powerful enemy attacks, the Wood Spirit Clan will fight with all our might and fight to the death!"

As Mu Luo's voice fell, the Mu Ling people who were originally immersed in grief raised their heads. They looked at the more solid barrier in the void and secretly made up their minds.

Now is not the time to be sad.

The patriarch was the teacher of Saint Mu Luo. Mu Luo should be the one who was most saddened by the patriarch's death. However, at this moment she chose to stand up and continue the Wood Spirit Clan and fight against the Blood Spirit Clan and the Bone Spirit Clan. So what reason do they have to give up?

If we fight, we will fight to the death!

"We respectfully invite the Saint to take over the position of patriarch!"

Several elders of the Mu Ling tribe also knelt down to the void. Now, no one is more suitable than Mu Luo to inherit the position of tribe leader.

"I will temporarily take over the position of clan leader. We will discuss the matter after the catastrophe of the Wood Spirit Clan is over."

After saying this, the voice disappeared completely.

In a secret room, Mu Luo looked at Su Bai. Her eyes were still red, but her voice was very firm: "Can you help our Mu Ling tribe?"

"Of course." Su Bai nodded. Compared to the Blood Spirit Clan and the Bone Spirit Clan, he was more willing to contact the Wood Spirit Clan.

"However, I have several friends who have also come to the Tianqiong Star Region. If we can get their help, it shouldn't be difficult to deal with the Blood Spirit Tribe and the Bone Spirit Tribe."

"I'm not very familiar with the distribution of the Tianqiong Star Region. If possible, I hope you can help me."

What Su Bai was talking about was naturally Xing Wuya and the others. Xing Wuya's strength was comparable to his. If he came to the Mu Ling tribe, he would have nothing to worry about.

"Okay, I will announce the news immediately."

Mu Luo agreed immediately.

This is not only helping Su Bai, but also helping herself and the entire Mu Ling clan.

Immediately, Mu Luo began to practice in seclusion. With the Wood Spirit Pearl in her hand, her cultivation would improve rapidly.

Su Bai was wandering around the Mu Ling tribe, looking for some opportunities.

Because of his relationship with Mu Luo, Su Bai is extremely free in the Mu Ling tribe. He can go wherever he wants, even to some forbidden areas.

One day, Su Bai came to a mausoleum. Inside were ancient tombstones engraved with the names of successive Mu Ling tribe leaders. In addition, there were also some heroes who had made great contributions to the Mu Ling tribe.

"Although these powerful ones have fallen for many years, they still protect our Mu Ling tribe and have helped us overcome countless disasters. I believe this time will be the same."

Just then, a white-haired old man walked out of the woods, holding a broom and slowly sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.

Su Bai's gaze suddenly focused. He felt an extremely vast aura from the white-haired old man, as deep as a river or sea.

"May I ask, Senior, who is..."

Su Bai clasped his fists towards the white-haired old man. The old man looked up at Su Bai. Only then did Su Bai realize that the old man had kept his eyes closed and was very likely blind.

"I'm a grave sweeper at the cemetery. I've been sweeping graves here for who knows how many years. I've even forgotten my name."

The old man spoke casually, as if it was nothing big.

Su Bai found it increasingly difficult to understand the old man, but what he could be sure of was that the cultivation level of this white-haired old man was no weaker than that of the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Why would such a top-notch expert come here to visit the graves?

To put it bluntly, it is difficult to find three strong people like him in the entire Mu Ling clan.

With such a powerful person around, it would be a shame to visit his grave.

"Senior, the Mu Ling tribe is in need of strong people right now. Instead of visiting graves here, it would be better for you to work together with the tribesmen to fight against foreign invasions." Su Bai said to the white-haired old man.

However, the old man shook his head and said: "I am old, I just want to sweep the graves here, I don't have any thoughts about other things."

"Okay, I have to go to the grave. It's getting late, so you should leave quickly."

After saying that, the old man lowered his head and started sweeping the grave again.

Su Bai wanted to say something but stopped himself. Finally, he gave up asking, bowed to the old man, and then turned and left.

The old man looked up at his back and said nothing.

Su Bai left the cemetery, and just as he was about to go somewhere else, chaos suddenly broke out in Muling City.

"The powerful Sword King Clan is here!"

"The Sword King has personally led the powerful here. What should we do? Where is the clan leader? Where is the clan leader?"

"The clan leader is still in seclusion practicing, he may not be able to come for a while!"

"Alas, our Muling tribe has truly reached the end of its rope!"

Everyone was extremely frightened, as the strong men of the Sword King clan were not to be trifled with.

"what happened?"

Su Bai arrived in the city and met an elder of the Mu Ling tribe. The elder said hurriedly, "It's the Sword King tribe's strongman who has arrived, and it's the Sword King himself who has taken action!"

"Several strong men from our Muling tribe have been killed by him!"

"The Sword King said that if you don't hand over the Wood Spirit Pearl, he will force his way through the barrier and destroy our Wood Spirit City!"

"King of Swords?" Su Bai looked puzzled. "Is he very strong?"

"Although the Sword King Clan is only a medium-sized spirit clan, we would not be afraid of them under normal circumstances. However, now the Wood Spirit Clan has reached a critical moment of life and death, and we are no longer able to fight them!"