Chapter 1245: Goodbye Chu Muyun

By: Sannine RangeWord Count: 1276

Familiar words, familiar attire, a familiar figure.

After more than half a year apart, this reunion felt as if Chen Ling was back in the Aurora Realm, recalling the first time he met Chu Muyun... A wave of emotion washed over him.

“I did think it would be great if you were in the South Sea Realm.”

Chen Ling paused. “But after thinking about it, with so many realms, the probability of you being in the South Sea Realm wasn't high... so I didn't hold out much hope.”

“It is quite a coincidence,” Chu Muyun nodded slightly. “I received a mission from above to monitor the whereabouts of the Kite Aid Society in the South Sea Realm, which is why I'm here... If you had come a few days later, I might not have been.”

The Kite Aid Society is an organization spontaneously established by the Healing Gods of the South Sea Realm. Like the Pu Family, it's one of the two most important organizations in the South Sea Realm. However, unlike the Pu Family, their ties to politics are not as deep, and most members are active in the organization with a mindset similar to public service.

When Chen Ling participated in the Heavenly Pivot Star Position event in the Tianshu Realm, the contemporary leader of the Healing Gods and president of the Kite Aid Society was involved. That vast domain capable of locking onto a near-death state was their ability.

“We can catch up later,” Chu Muyun glanced inside the room. “You're not the one needing detoxification, are you? Where's the patient?”

“Follow me.”

Chen Ling gestured for Chu Muyun to enter, locked the door behind him, and then walked straight to the bed.

Chu Muyun saw the unconscious girl lying on the bed, a flicker of surprise in his eyes:

“A Fusionist?”

“Yes.”

“No wonder you could only ask the Twilight Society for help... But doesn't Teacher Ye from the Fusionists also treat fusion subjects? Why did you have to bring her all the way to the South Sea Realm yourself?”

“The Fusionists had a bit of an accident recently; it's a long story.”

“Alright, we'll talk about it later then.”

“Can she be cured?”

“In the past, it would indeed have been very difficult to treat...” Chu Muyun casually removed his scarf, opened a black briefcase, and calmly held a small, ferocious-looking hammer.

“But you're not the only one who's improved in the Twilight Society.”

A blood-red divine path phantom emerged behind Chu Muyun. A powerful aura swept forth, yet it seemed enveloped in a blurry veil, fluctuating between strong and weak, making it impossible for even Chen Ling to discern his rank.

Is it a special ability of the Blood Butcher path?

Though Chen Ling's perception was indistinct, there was no doubt that the current Chu Muyun was vastly different from when they first met. Having such a powerful “doctor” in the Twilight Society would undoubtedly give other members a strong sense of security, and Chen Ling felt it too.

“Then I'll leave it to you.” Chen Ling's heart finally relaxed.

“Alright, you can go out for a stroll. My treatment process... might not be very pretty.”

Chen Ling glanced at the ferocious-looking hammer, his expression turning a bit strange. He walked to the door without hesitation, then, as if remembering something, waved at Xiaobai in the corner:

“Xiaobai, let's go out.”

In the corner of the room, a completely black-skinned boy immediately stood up obediently,

“Yes, King!”

Chu Muyun watched the boy, who was perfectly blended into the darkness, in shock. Before Chen Ling spoke, he hadn't even noticed someone else was there!

Is he also a Fusionist...?

Given Chu Muyun's current rank, he hadn't immediately detected Xiaobai's presence. These children of the Fusionists were indeed as strange as the rumors claimed.

As Chen Ling and Xiaobai left the room, Chu Muyun's gaze returned to the unconscious Xiao Tao. The dim twilight had completely given way to night. In the deep darkness, he held the ferocious hammer and slowly approached Xiao Tao...

“King, was that person your friend?”

At the hotel entrance, Chen Ling casually sat on the steps. The bright streetlights cast his shadow onto the steps, a small dark silhouette overlapping with Chen Ling.

“Yes.”

“He seems very powerful... But... why does he use a hammer to save people?”

“Don't ask. That's his unique skill.”

“Oh...”

Xiaobai obediently fell silent.

Minutes passed, and about ten minutes later, a familiar figure emerged from the hotel.

“It's done,” Chu Muyun said calmly.

“That fast?”

“Detoxification was simple; mainly, cleaning up the scene took some effort...”

Chen Ling and the others went back upstairs. Xiao Tao's breathing was now stable, with no trace of toxins on her body. Her skin was smooth and flushed with color, and she lay sprawled in a “big character” shape on the bed, even snoring.

The sheets beneath her were still clean and white, but Chen Ling suddenly noticed that in a few corners of the room, there were still remnants of splashed blood...

For some reason, at that moment, Chen Ling suddenly pictured the figure in a wool coat, hastily cleaning up the “bloody scene” with water and a towel – a bizarre image with an odd sense of humor.

Chen Ling: ...

Never mind, no matter the process, as long as Xiao Tao is out of danger.

“King!! Xiao Tao is really better!!” Xiaobai walked to the bedside, touched Xiao Tao's forehead, and exclaimed in surprise when he found she no longer had a fever.

“Yes,” Chen Ling nodded slightly. “Xiaobai, you stay here and look after her. We're going out for a bit.”

“Yes!”

Xiao Tao was out of danger, and Chen Ling finally relaxed, able to properly inquire about the recent situation with Chu Muyun.

The two casually walked downstairs and sat down in a nearly empty cafe across the street. Before Chu Muyun could pay, Chen Ling pulled out a large denomination banknote and booked the entire cafe.

Chen Ling had plenty of money, but having spent the past half-year with the Fusionists, he had nowhere to spend it.

Chu Muyun took a sip of coffee and asked unhurriedly:

“How has your time been with the Fusionists?”

“It's been quite good,” Chen Ling answered truthfully. “It's hard to imagine such a pure place still exists in this era.”

“Are you not planning to return to the Twilight Society?”

Chen Ling's hand, holding the coffee, paused slightly.

“...I don't know,” Chen Ling was silent for a moment. “Honestly, I'm still not sure what the Twilight Society's attitude towards me is.”

“Did you publicly announce your withdrawal from the Twilight Society?”

“No.”

“Did the Red King say he would expel you from the Twilight Society?”

“...No.”

“Then there you have it.”

Chu Muyun said calmly, “Whatever happened between you and the Red King, that's a matter between master and disciple. As long as you haven't been officially expelled from the Twilight Society, you're still our Heart 6... While you've been away from the Twilight Society, some people have really missed you.”