If it weren't for the game's protagonist having the Cultivation System, plus Travel triggering various events, and the player's god-like perspective, he simply wouldn't have been her match. This woman was an early to mid-stage antagonist, a major BOSS.

"Also..." Mu Lanxue squinted. "When you went to the Dan King Sect, did you also speak to that old ancestor of the Dan King Sect in such a manner? Dongfang Mu... that name is quite useful, isn't it? Why did you use his name?"

"..." Wang Mu.

When it comes to playing mind games, I really can't beat her. Nanrong Biyou might be easy to fool, and I could probably feign ignorance with Yan Qingwu... But this one... Wang Mu's scalp tingled.

Among the seven main heroines, she was the second most difficult to win over. Honestly, if it weren't for the game allowing continuous restarts to learn from experience... even with ten chances, it would still be incredibly hard.

"Stop playing dumb with me," Mu Lanxue's voice changed. "If you had told me you'd lost your memory and remembered nothing, I might have somewhat understood that excuse."

"Anything else, I don't believe in the slightest."

"That silly girl, Bi You, saw you through the Divine Fish and initially wanted to take you away from Yan Qingwu and me. Later, that silly girl got clever and thought of a way to trick you into revealing yourself."

Mu Lanxue sneered, "That day at the Linglong Love Abyss, I deliberately delayed Bitch Yan, so that girl could tell you about the Heavenly Heart Protecting God Pill..."

I knew it was deliberate, Wang Mu thought.

"I didn't expect it," Mu Lanxue sneered. "Someone truly has a soft spot for women, don't they? Hearing that news, you became incredibly anxious, didn't you? Were you frantically refining pills in the Sect for several months?"

"Just thinking about saving your little lover, huh?"

"And you went through so much trouble, who knows where you even found the Divine Flame... Absorbing the Divine Flame into your body, was it very painful?"

"..." Wang Mu.

"Not painful at all, quite comfortable actually," Wang Mu said. "It's all thanks to the Divine Skill of the Fengyue Sect."

"..." Mu Lanxue.

"Still pretending..." Mu Lanxue snorted coldly. "You really did go to the Dan King Sect later and retrieve the Heavenly Heart Protecting God Pill. With that old woman's jealous nature, it's a wonder she'd give it to you. You were quite confident, weren't you, to go just because you said you would? You must have planned to use Dongfang Mu's name all along, right?"

"..." Wang Mu.

"Dealing with that Sword Cultivator wasn't easy, was it?" Mu Lanxue eyed Wang Mu. "Look at your pale face. Even a blind person could sense how weak and depleted your qi is. You must have used a considerable amount of Essence Blood, right?"

"..." Wang Mu.

"So, you repaired the Green Frost Sword. If you used Dongfang Mu's Essence Blood, then why is *your* own lifeblood so weak?" Mu Lanxue said mockingly. "You truly are fearless. Only a fool like you would dare to expend so much Essence Blood for such a Divine Sword."

"Then you came scurrying back, to deliver the sword, was it? Tsk, tsk. You really can't let go of your precious Yan Qingwu, can you?"

"It was merely for survival," Wang Mu said.

Mu Lanxue paused, a hint of surprise and astonishment in her eyes. "Not bad, not bad. You finally said something truthful."

"When you returned just now, she was the one who brought you back from Magpie Bridge Immortal Mountain, correct? Tell me, who did you see in the Rebirth Mirror? And how many?"

Asking so directly, right off the bat?

"Two..." Wang Mu said.

"Only two?" Mu Lanxue scoffed. "Isn't that too few? I recall there being many more before..."

"..." Wang Mu.

"Which two?"

Wang Mu glanced at her and said, "In any case, you weren't one of them."

It was the truth; she really wasn't. She had vanished from it.

"..." Mu Lanxue.

In an instant, he clearly felt her aura shift slightly.

"You want to take me away?" Wang Mu asked.

Mu Lanxue squinted and smiled.

"There's no need," Wang Mu shook his head. "If you take me away, she will undoubtedly come after you. When would it ever end?"

At this point, Wang Mu said, "I'm not the Dongfang Mu you imagine me to be."

Mu Lanxue said, "Did I say you were Dongfang Mu? Who you are is of no concern to me."

"..."

"Looking at you, have you made up your mind to stay here?"

"No," Wang Mu said, "I just don't want to get you involved."

Mu Lanxue fell silent. She looked at Wang Mu, her palm raised slightly. Two cups of fine wine appeared before them.

"Here are two cups of wine," Mu Lanxue said calmly. "One of them contains a fatal poison. Drink it, and you will surely die. Choose one. If you drink the unpoisoned cup, it means fate favors you, and you might live a while longer. If you drink the poisoned one, it means your fate is poor, and you shouldn't remain here."

"Choose."

"..." Wang Mu.

He froze, staring ahead as if transported to another world. Even with the most profound expertise, how could one possibly tell which of these two cups was poisoned?

"You can't drink both," Mu Lanxue squinted.

"..."

Wang Mu walked over and, without hesitation, casually picked up a cup and drank its contents. After a long moment, nothing happened.

"It's not poisoned," Wang Mu said.

I have a BUFF active right now!

Mu Lanxue looked thoughtful. She glanced at Wang Mu and said coldly, "In that case, you'd best look after yourself..."

The Puppet turned and added, "No matter who you are... cultivate diligently, and don't neglect the Great Yin Yang Joyful Map."

"After all, in my Fengyue Sect, no man has ever managed to cultivate this skill to such a level..."

"..." Wang Mu.

The Puppet vanished.

Wang Mu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

This confrontation with Mu Lanxue was far too stressful.

Actually, despite all she said... she was never able to truly confirm my identity from start to finish... She was just waiting for me to admit it myself, Wang Mu mused.

From her very first sentence upon arrival, she must have been probing, trying to confirm my identity. She probably already had an answer in her heart.

But Wang Mu truly couldn't fathom the thoughts of this Thousand-faced Witch. Especially since a thousand years had passed...

For the others, he could still make some educated guesses based on his knowledge from the game. But with this one, he had absolutely no idea what she was thinking...

Perhaps I should focus more on cultivating the Great Joy Yin Yang Diagram then... Wang Mu thought.

He was filled with an intense desire for Cultivation. He had to become stronger!

Just as he was thinking this, the space suddenly rippled. Ahead, a snow-white figure slowly materialized.

Wang Mu tensed. The azure Divine Sword, still so familiar, was now held in the figure's hand.

It seemed Yan Qingwu had sensed something.

She approached slowly. With each step, her features seemed to grow clearer, though Wang Mu couldn't tell if it was an illusion. An inexplicable pressure caused Wang Mu's body to stiffen slightly.

Stay calm, stay calm! She surely wouldn't strike me down now! Definitely not!

Yan Qingwu gently raised the Green Frost Sword, her voice like dripping spring water, cold and clear, "Did you repair this sword?"

Wang Mu was startled. The Little Sword Spirit must have come through, he thought.

"The Sword Spirit told me... that you instructed him to say... that the crucial step involved Essence Blood provided by someone named Dongfang Mu."

"..."

What? He just sold me out like that? That Little Sword Spirit is so useless... Wang Mu thought.

At that moment, Yan Qingwu raised the Green Frost Sword, pointing it at Wang Mu. Her voice was low and cold, like a murmur, "Why did you... provoke so many people..."

Wang Mu subconsciously retreated several steps. He was starting to panic. She wasn't really going to strike him down, was she?

She took a few more steps forward, her voice growing even colder, as if she weren't speaking to Wang Mu at all, "Why did you... stay away for so long..."

Wang Mu wanted to keep up the act, but he felt he couldn't maintain the facade any longer. The Green Frost Sword trembled, its hum resonating, radiating an incomparably sharp, cold glint.

"If you want to kill me, then kill! If you want to strike me down, then do it!" Wang Mu closed his eyes and said, giving up completely, "Why ask so many questions?"

His mind flashed back to that time on the Seeking Dao Rope, when Yan Qingwu had brought her sword down on him. Since it has come to this, I'll just throw in the towel!

"Fine!"

Yan Qingwu shouted fiercely, "Then I will strike you down!"

The moment her words fell, in an instant, she thrust her sword at Wang Mu. The strike seemed to cross a thousand years, impossibly fast, like a flash of light, aimed straight for him!

The piercing, cold glint was so intense that Wang Mu didn't dare open his eyes. He could only hear the Sword Spirit's cry of astonishment...

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