"Does everyone from the Mu Family rush into danger without fear of death?" Wu Qiuyun shook his head again, helplessly following behind them.
Following the steep and rugged mountain path to the bottom of the valley, the way was filled with strangely shaped rocks. Mu Hanyan was walking swiftly, as if not worried at all about the dangers ahead. Mu Cheng followed behind him, still looking around without a care in the world.
Wu Qiuyun, listening to the howling wind between the valleys and the deep roars of beasts carried by the wind, was extremely nervous.
Before coming here, the elders of his family had repeatedly warned him about the dangers of the Exotic Beast Valley, and Duan Tianya had also reminded them just a moment ago. He was naturally cautious. Every time he saw a bizarre rock ahead, he felt danger lurking behind it, and his hand would unconsciously tighten around the hilt of his sword, inadvertently breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Young Master Mu, I know you’re powerful, but better safe than sorry. It’s better to be cautious. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, we won’t even have the chance to regret it." Seeing that Mu Hanyan appeared totally carefree, which made Mu Cheng also negligent, Wu Qiuyun couldn’t help but advise them again.
"Don’t worry about me, Young Master Wu. I know what I’m doing," Mu Hanyan said with a faint smile.
With her current level of cultivation, her sensory awareness was many times sharper than Wu Qiuyun’s, and she had long sensed that the closer they were to the valley, the more hidden dangers there were. However, none were yet threatening enough to worry her. Read complete version only at novel•fire.net
That being said, they hadn’t even reached the valley yet. If they were constantly worried and apprehensive, they’d probably scare themselves to death before the Exotic Beasts even made a move.
Moreover, the path beneath their feet wasn’t really a path but merely some gaps between rugged rocks, which appeared like crisscrossing narrow trails.
Mu Hanyan seemed careless, but in reality, she was already on high alert and listening carefully, having already avoided potential dangers. Even if there were a few weak Exotic Beasts hidden in the shadows, upon seeing the trio’s longswords, they smartly kept away. Exotic Beasts were intelligent—they knew whom they could mess with and whom they couldn’t.
"Don’t worry, my Brother Han Yan is always lucky; nothing bad will happen," Mu Cheng carelessly said.
What a joke. Mu Hanyan had a legendary expert backing her; she was probably at the Sword Saint Level. Could the dangers of the Exotic Beast Valley even pose a threat to a Sword Saint? If that were the case, what was the point of their trial? They might as well just end things neatly.
Anyway, Mu Cheng now viewed Ye Lanfeng with almost divine reverence and wasn’t worried about following Mu Hanyan into any danger.
"Ah, forget it," Wu Qiuyun sighed and didn’t say anything further.
One was a blindly arrogant scion from the City Lord’s Mansion, and the other was a blindly admiring lackey. What was the use in talking to them? Especially Mu Hanyan, pretending to be easygoing was a realm in its own.
Wu Qiuyun somewhat doubted his choice to join them—were his life and fortune really in the hands of these two?
Continuing towards the valley, Mu Hanyan and Mu Cheng remained relaxed as if strolling leisurely in a courtyard, while Wu Qiuyun was entirely on guard as if facing a great enemy. Less than two miles out, his whole body was drenched in sweat.
"If you want to die, go ahead, but don’t expect me to save you," Wu Qiuyun grumbled, dragging his legs as if they were weighed down by lead, following behind the two.