Chapter 549 - 539: Mu Junwu

Chapter 549: Chapter 539: Mu Junwu

"Save the awe for later. Hurry up, both of you. We’ve already wasted enough time." Seeing that the two were still in a daze, Dilaka had to speak up again.

Startled awake, Mu Chen and Chu Aoqing exchanged a look before quickly heading up. Without the obstacle of gravity, their physical strength allowed them to clear each flight of stairs in the blink of an eye.

A minute later, led by Dilaka, the two finally set foot on the summit of the Eternal Saint Peak. Looking up, they saw a space that could only be described as dreamlike.

"So this is... the Eternal Holy Domain?"

His mouth fell open, a sharp light flaring in his ice-blue eyes. Before him lay a scene that bordered on the void. A massive Nine-Colored Platform spread out in a radial pattern, and rings of arcing, colorful ripples spiraled outward. This was the colorful nebula Mu Chen had seen from the outside, at the very summit of the Eternal Saint Peak.

In the center of this huge platform was a gigantic, lotus-shaped Ten-Color Lotus Seat. It was about a thousand meters in diameter and had ten petals, each a different color, corresponding to Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Ice, Thunder, Wind, Light, and Darkness.

Crystalline motes of multicolored light gathered on each petal. From them, Mu Chen felt a dense Essence of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. ’That’s right! It’s the Essence of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi!’

"Nine-Colored Essence?" Mu Chen turned to Dilaka, asking in confused surprise, "I thought there were only the Five Elements Attributes. Why are all the other attributes here?"

The corner of Dilaka’s mouth curled up slightly. He shifted his gaze to another spot shrouded in a nine-colored mist and smiled. "Why? Because..."

"Because the source of this Primordial Power comes from the ancestors who died in battle."

Just as Dilaka was halfway through his explanation, a woman’s voice cut in. The nine-colored mist abruptly dispersed, and a small house appeared before them.

CLICK. The door opened, and a woman in a green dress with short, ear-length hair walked out. Rings of powerful Wood Attribute Elemental Power spread out from around her body.

The woman walked toward Mu Chen and the others step by step. With every step she took, a look of surprise grew on Mu Chen’s face. As she drew closer, he finally got a clear look at her face.

She was a woman of about twenty-three, with very peculiar green hair. It was somewhat similar to Shan Ziyan’s, but this green was deeper, and her Life Aura was incredibly vigorous. Her crystalline earlobes were bare, and a pair of blue earrings swayed gently as she walked.

Her face was extremely beautiful. In terms of looks alone, she surpassed even Chu Aoqing and Shan Ziyan; not even Mu Bingling could compare. In Mu Chen’s memory, perhaps only the woman named Bingli could stand on par with her. The short hair, however, detracted from her potential charm and nobility, replacing it with an air of competence and valor. If not for that, Mu Chen would have unhesitatingly declared her the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

She was very tall, seemingly even taller than Mu Chen. But that wasn’t her most prominent feature. Her most prominent feature was her pair of voluptuous, full peaks. Of all the women he had seen, only hers could be described as truly magnificent.

However, her lively, jade-green eyes were fixed on Mu Chen, which made him a little awkward. But when Mu Chen met her eyes, a strange sense of familiarity flowed out from his very bloodline.

"She is? Ugh..."

Mu Chen’s pupils lost focus. A wave of pain spread from the depths of his mind, as if something was about to burst forth. But just as it was about to emerge, a repellent force brutally shoved it back down. It was a power that felt utterly foreign! The impact felt like his mind had been slammed by a massive object. He let out a muffled groan, pain and fear contorting his features as scenes from memories he’d never seen before flashed violently through his mind...

"Mu Chen!"

"Little Muchen!"

The two cries came from Dilaka and Chu Aoqing at the same time. The flashing memories vanished in an instant. Mu Chen snapped back to his senses, staring at Dilaka and Chu Aoqing in astonishment.

"Did... something just happen?"

The worry on Chu Aoqing’s face had yet to fade. She said to Mu Chen, "You looked like you were in a lot of pain just now. What’s wrong?"

"’In a lot of pain?’"

Mu Chen tried his hardest to recall what had just happened, but to his shock, the memory from moments ago was a complete blank. Even the sensation of pain was gradually fading away until it was completely forgotten.

"I feel like something happened, but I can’t remember it at all."

Shaking his head, that was the only explanation Mu Chen could offer. He then turned to look blankly at the green-haired woman before him. She, too, was looking at him blankly, but then she smiled faintly and said nonchalantly, "It seems I really can’t see things clearly without my glasses."

As she spoke, the green-haired woman flicked her wrist, and a pair of nearly transparent frames appeared in her hand. She tilted her head slightly, hooking the glasses over her ears, and her entire aura changed once again.

"Hello. My name is Mu Junwu. I am the manager of the Eternal Saint Peak, and also the recorder for Holy Tomb Mountain. Hmm... how should I put it? If this were a Dynasty, my official title would be Historian. I record everything that happens on Holy Tomb Mountain, including your names, Mu Chen and Chu Aoqing."

A sense of intellectual beauty filled everyone present, including Dilaka. It had to be said that this kind of beauty was rare on the Extreme Martial Continent. It wasn’t cold, noble, graceful, or gentle. It embodied wisdom. She was a woman of infinite intelligence. Her Martial Arts Realm might not be formidable, but the impenetrable mystery surrounding her exerted an immense pressure.

’So this is one of the hidden geniuses of Holy Tomb Mountain!!’

"Mu Junwu?!"

The moment Mu Junwu finished speaking, Chu Aoqing cried out in surprise. It was for no other reason than that she had heard this name countless times before.

"Sister Qing’Er, did you know? If my brother has the strongest Martial Arts Talent of Holy Tomb Mountain’s younger generation, then the smartest is Sister Jun Wu."

"Sister Qing’Er, let me tell you, there’s a great beauty on Holy Tomb Mountain. If she showed up in the Inner Mountain, the two of us would be completely overshadowed."

"Sister Qing’Er, I wonder what Sister Jun Wu’s family is thinking. She’s over twenty, but they won’t let her fall for anyone."

"Sister Qing’Er..."

The words echoed in Chu Aoqing’s mind. She stared in astonishment at the smiling, calm woman before her, and understanding dawned. Mu Junwu, the person whose name she had heard over and over, was finally standing right in front of her. Just one look, and it was clear she lived up to her reputation.

She couldn’t see through her.

"Sister Aoqing, thank you for taking care of Yan’Er in the Inner Mountain. I’ve heard many things about you from her. Now that I see you in person, your beauty truly lives up to your fame."

"Uh..." Addressed so suddenly, Chu Aoqing froze for a rare moment. Then, realizing she was being praised, her face flushed a rare shade of red. "Not at all. Compared to you, Sister, I pale in comparison."

Mu Junwu smiled faintly but didn’t deny it. This wasn’t arrogance, but habit. She looked at Mu Chen and said, "This isn’t the first time we’ve met."

"Not the first time?" Mu Chen was taken aback, then said, "But I have no memory of you."

’He’s no simple man,’ Mu Junwu thought, extremely surprised by his response. ’In my memory, no man who has ever faced me could remain completely calm. Not even Dilaka is entirely immune. Yet this Mu Chen is speaking to me without the slightest hint of panic or ulterior desire. His thoughts are perfectly clear.’

"It’s normal that you don’t remember me. During the Empire’s tournament, I never appeared within your line of sight."

After saying this, Mu Junwu glanced at a sour-faced Dilaka and raised an eyebrow. "Lord Dilaka, what’s with that expression?"

"Tch..." Dilaka pursed his lips and grumbled, "I’m getting old, so old. This decrepit old man can’t get a word in when you young people are talking."

"If you can’t get a word in, then don’t speak."

Unexpectedly, it seemed Mu Junwu wasn’t falling for Dilaka’s act at all. She left him standing there with an innocent look on his face and turned directly towards the thousand-meter-wide lotus platform. Gazing at the ten lustrous petals, she spoke as she walked, "A moment ago, Mu Chen asked why the Eternal Holy Domain possesses ten types of Primordial Power. You should have heard my answer."

Her well-proportioned fingers touched a dark green petal, and a faint ripple spread out from it. Then, motes of refined, dark green light formed a spiraling band of pure energy that gently wrapped around Mu Junwu’s arm.

Mu Chen watched this strange scene, letting out a subconscious sound of acknowledgment, but his attention remained fixed on her slender arm. As if she knew exactly where he was looking, Mu Junwu’s fair hands slowly but fluidly formed a series of profound Seal Decisions, a captivating smile playing on her lips.

"You are also aware that on the Extreme Martial Continent, Martial Artists of the Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth attributes are called attribute martial artists. However, those of Ice, Wind, Thunder, Light, and Darkness are called Rare Attribute Martial Artists. As the name implies, Rare Attribute Martial Artists are countless times fewer than attribute martial artists, and attribute martial artists are, in turn, countless times fewer than ordinary martial artists. Thirty thousand years ago, when the Holy War ended, the vast majority of the ancestral sages buried on Holy Tomb Mountain were attribute martial artists. Rare Attribute Martial Artists accounted for less than one-thousandth of their number."

"The Five Elements Sacred Domain was formed because the Primordial Power of these Five Elements Martial Artists was so immense that it reached the point of Condensing Essence into matter. In addition, their Spiritual Power was too resolute. Unwilling to simply vanish from the continent, they gathered all their power into a physical form, creating the Five Elements Mountains and the Eternal Saint Peak."

"Legends in the Outer Realm claim that the Eternal Saint Peak was born from the Five Elements Mountains, but that is merely a deceptive illusion. The truth is that the Eternal Saint Peak separated its excess Five Elements Elemental Power, which then formed the Five Elements Mountains. The remaining Eternal Saint Peak, through the balance of the ten types of Attribute Elemental Power, created the Eternal Holy Domain."