How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Looking at the giant blue ox that had turned into a black dot in the sky, Li Muyun was still somewhat stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

He sighed softly.

“Fairy of the Other Shore, my heart already belongs to another, and I absolutely cannot do something that would betray her.”

This was the first time he had encountered something so direct.

People like the Nightingale might at most make a few teasing remarks to him, but this fairy from the other shore spoke with genuine affection and without any pretense.

But the image of Li Xianjiu's beautiful face flashed through his mind, as did the wine gourd hanging at his waist. He had never forgotten that the gourd was named "Forget-Me-Not".

How could he possibly betray Li Xianjiu and sell his physical body for the Heavenly Creation Divine Sword...?

Li Muyun shook his head. Thinking of Li Xianjiu, his heart surged with emotion, and he became more determined as he looked at the girl in the red dress in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Bi'an pouted, but still refused to give up.

"No, no, this has nothing to do with feelings. It's just because you're handsome. Anyway, she's not by your side. Just this once, and this Undying Limitless Sword will be yours!"

Bi'an's eyes shone brightly as she stared intently at Li Muyun, her words full of seductive intent.

The evil immortal beside her narrowed her eyes, and a chilling aura suddenly rose up as she glared at the seemingly ordinary girl in the red dress. Her inner power was about to be unleashed at any moment.

Such a reckless woman, trying to do something upon meeting someone, is utterly disgusting!

For some reason, she felt a surge of hostility, staring intently at the other side of the river, wishing she could kill her right now.

Li Muyun was speechless and shook his head repeatedly.

"This has nothing to do with whether she is there or not. My principle is this: how can I easily sacrifice myself? If I do that, how am I any different from a courtesan in a brothel?"

These words from the other side of the river truly angered him. They were testing him with the lure of benefits. Although the Heavenly Dao Creation Divine Sword was indeed important to him, it was not enough to make him pay such a price.

He placed this dignity on par with life itself; if he had been willing to bend his knees, he would never have ended up in this state.

As long as he submits to the Tang Emperor and willingly becomes Li Rentu's obedient son, serving as a good weapon for the Tang Dynasty, he will definitely be the most illustrious scion of the Tang Dynasty.

Why would anyone need to leave their homeland, venture into dangerous places, and walk on the edge of life and death?

Don't you think you're handsome?

Bi'an's eyes lit up, his amber eyes shining brightly. He chuckled softly and asked in a puzzled tone.

From her perspective, Li Muyun had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, flowing black hair, and wore a white robe. He also held two Heavenly Creation Divine Swords in his hands, exuding the aura of a sword cultivator. The murderous power in his eyes was extremely cold, and from a distance, he looked like a drawn sword, its sharpness fully revealed.

Yet his face also carried a warm smile, making people feel like a gentle spring breeze. This stark contrast between his sunny and cheerful demeanor and his cold and ruthless nature was very captivating and enchanting to young girls.

What attracted her most was the indescribable charm about Li Muyun. While ordinary people could only sense this strange aura, she could see it clearly.

That was a resonance with the Dao, the Dao of Yin and Yang contained within him. Men are Yang, women are Yin, but he balanced the Great Dao of Yin and Yang. With these two Daos in his body, his temperament changed drastically, becoming less pale and empty, and more mysterious and profound.

But Li Muyun was completely unaware of this; he never paid attention to such matters and only trusted the sword in his hand.

If a man relies on his looks to make a living, wouldn't he just become a gigolo?

Just as Li Muyun frowned, preparing to tell the girl in front of him to give up this thought, the sky suddenly darkened and a dark cloud swept across the sky.

A mocking and frivolous voice came from behind.

"You little bitch, that's Long Xian'er's son. By seniority, he should call you 'Auntie.' How could you do this to him? Don't you have any shame?!"

The voice was cold and gloomy, yet it carried a hint of mockery at the end, with a provocative tone, directed directly at the girl in the red dress below.

The warm smile and gentle, serene face of the girl in the red dress suddenly broke down upon hearing this blunt scolding!

"You old hag!!!"

Suddenly, flames ignited in the amber eyes of the other shore. He looked up at the sky, put his hands on his hips, pointed at the dark cloud, and shouted.

"You old hag, it's none of your business! I just like eating young grass, what's it to you! You're always meddling in other people's business, you don't do anything useful all day, and you're always trying to tell me what to do!"

The previously peaceful and serene atmosphere suddenly changed. The gentle woman on the other side turned into a shrew, cursing without any restraint.

"If you're feeling empty and lonely, do whatever you want, I don't care. But he's Long Xian'er's son!"

The voice from within the dark clouds grew increasingly somber and chilling, carrying a strong sense of warning.

"Huh? You old hag! You've gotten bolder! You dare threaten me now!"

With a slight stamp of her foot, an indescribable aura surged in, causing her originally slender and delicate body, which resembled an ordinary person, to suddenly swell and expand, and in a short while, she had already rushed into the clouds.

Below, Li Muyun and the others were stunned, staring blankly upwards.

"This? If I heard correctly, that's Hades?"

Li Muyun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stared incredulously at the sky.

In this forbidden land of the Nine Netherworlds, apart from a touch of pink glow in the vibrant sky that illuminates the land, the rest of the area is pitch black and gloomy.

"She's an old bitch, still trying to act young, wearing pink—she's defiling this Netherworld!"

As if confirming Li Muyun's guess, the drifting dark cloud continued to churn, eventually coalescing into a beautiful and aloof figure.

She wore a long black dress, with shimmering silver specks on it, like moonlight cascading down, highlighting her cold, noble, and aloof face, which was filled with sarcasm.

Upon hearing this mocking remark, the amber in the girl's eyes solidified, and the once pitch-black Nine Nether Forbidden Land burst into flames, with fire surging wildly in the boundless void.

In a fit of rage, the entire Nine Nether Forbidden Land was engulfed in flames. The towering flames swayed and danced, and countless vengeful spirits and ghosts wailed miserably before turning to ashes in an instant.

"You old devil, why did you have to ruin my plans! I'll tear your stinking mouth apart today!"

Under Li Muyun's astonished gaze, the girl who had just seemed to have the energy of an ordinary person and said that she was seriously ill and could only rely on this sword to sustain her life, suddenly became enraged. Her eyes flashed with flames that burned countless vengeful spirits and ghosts to death.

At this moment, Li Muyun was completely numb. He had never seen such a chaotic scene before, and he felt as if he had heard a lot of things he shouldn't have heard.

If even a tiny ember were to fall, I'd probably be reduced to ashes!

His mind was in turmoil, and he anxiously hid under the towering ancient tree, fearing that the aftershocks of the two great gods above would affect him.

It's like gods fighting, and mortals suffer!