**Chapter 528: Who Dares to Blow Hot Air, I’ll Punch Them Back**
On the way back, Lin Moyu analyzed the whole incident in his mind.
Lin Moyu had guessed from the beginning how the Kunlun Snow God knew about his possession of the divine positions.
The problem came from the Kunlun Snow Grass.
In the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon, if one could solo clear it within the time limit and achieve an excellent rating, they would obtain a special additional reward.
Since the dungeon’s inception, it’s estimated that no one had ever completed this.
Yet the Kunlun Snow Grass had always existed.
Day after day, year after year.
That Kunlun Snow Grass grew stronger and stronger, eventually mastering the power of wind and snow, becoming a deity of the water elemental system. The snow grass phantom that appeared above its head during its self-destruction confirmed Lin Moyu’s guess.
"Since it was born from the Kunlun Snow Grass that became a deity, one could say that all the newly sprouted Kunlun Snow Grass are its descendants."
"When I obtained the Kunlun Snow Grass, the aura of the divine positions within my body was sensed by it."
"So it came looking for me, but since it couldn’t act within the dungeon, and my time outside the dungeon was too short..."
"It waited until I was about to leave, then pulled me into the elemental world."
Lin Moyu muttered to himself with a slight smile on his face.
Although he didn’t gain any benefits, this battle allowed him to feel extremely gratified.
He had personally slaughtered a living deity, not a dying one, but a truly living deity.
That feeling could not be described with words.
"It’s a pity that fool wasn’t smarter. If it were a bit smarter, it probably wouldn’t have come looking for trouble with me."
"Does it think someone who possesses divine positions is easy to bully?"
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In the White God Courtyard, Bai Yiyuan was drinking tea while Meng Anwen was not present.
Recently, Meng Anwen had become a very busy person as he needed to set up the Soul Fusion Grand Formation, traveling all over the country.
This formation was extremely complex, requiring preparations in many places.
At the same time, Meng Anwen mobilized the military’s forces, coupled with the full support from Dongfang Yi’s side, making the preparations relatively smooth. According to Meng Anwen’s calculations, it would take about a month to complete the setup.
Meng Anwen was quite excited when he could study the Soul Fusion Grand Formation, as it was a supreme formation he had never encountered before.
Not only did the formation’s level reach the divine level, but its scale was also unprecedented.
The formations he had set up before at most covered a city.
But this formation needed to cover an entire country, over a thousand cities.
For him, it was an unprecedented challenge.
Before leaving, Meng Anwen had said that if he succeeded, he would definitely advance to level 96 and become a high-level divine formation master.
In the recorded history of the human race, there had only been one high-level divine formation master.
He was the one who sealed the Corpse Realm, but he also perished after sealing it.
The formation used to seal the Corpse Realm was achieved at the cost of his life.
After that, the human race never produced another high-level divine formation master, and even divine formation masters were rare.
Meng Anwen had the hope of breaking through, and Lin Moyu was happy for him.
Sensing a spatial fluctuation, Bai Yiyuan smiled slightly and said lazily, "Xiao Yu, come pour tea for your master."
Lin Moyu went over and poured tea for Bai Yiyuan, handing it to him with both hands.
"Master, here you go."
Bai Yiyuan looked at Lin Moyu and frowned slightly, "You encountered a deity?"
"Yes, I encountered a level 90 deity."
He poured himself a cup as well. The tea’s fragrance was refreshing, perfect for dispelling the aura from the intense battle.
Bai Yiyuan asked, "And then?"
Lin Moyu casually said, "It wanted to kill me, so I killed it."
Bai Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, "How did you kill it? Deities are not easy to kill!"
Lin Moyu recounted the entire process.
When he mentioned the Kunlun Snow God’s self-destruction, even Bai Yiyuan’s brows couldn’t help but twitch a few times. A deity’s self-destruction could potentially injure even him.
Yet Lin Moyu emerged unscathed, making Bai Yiyuan wonder if he had underestimated this good disciple of his.
Lin Moyu said, "I originally planned to ask you to help clear the poison gas, but now there’s no need."
"It’s just that during my battle with the Kunlun Snow God, some people got caught up in it and died."
"A few of them were from our Shenxia Empire, and a few were from other countries."
Bai Yiyuan waved his hand indifferently, "Those who didn’t listen to the God General’s order and died are not worth pitying."
"As for those from other countries, dying within the Shenxia Empire’s territory is their own fault."
"If any country dares to blow hot air, I’ll punch them back."
This was very much like Bai Yiyuan.
Lin Moyu took out the Kunlun Snow Grass he had just obtained, "Master, take a look at this."
Bai Yiyuan scanned it, and his detection technique revealed his astonished expression, "Good stuff, how did you get this?"
"I solo cleared the Kunlun Divine Palace dungeon and achieved an excellent rating, then it gave me this additional reward."
Hearing Lin Moyu’s answer, Bai Yiyuan felt deep admiration.
He knew Lin Moyu’s nearly monstrous combat power, capable of crushing same-level dungeons with ease.
Especially at higher levels, even the most difficult dungeons would feel like child’s play to Lin Moyu.
It was no surprise that Lin Moyu obtained the additional reward.
Bai Yiyuan said, "Keep this thing safe. When Old Meng returns, ask him about it. He might understand some things better."
"But this time, Old Meng will probably be busy for a long time. I don’t know if he’ll attend the matchmaking event."
"Those old lovers of Old Meng’s will probably be disappointed again."
Lin Moyu was stunned. They were having a good conversation, but suddenly the topic shifted.
How did they go from a serious discussion to Meng Anwen’s old lovers?
Bai Yiyuan said mysteriously, "You don’t know, but Old Meng has a ton of lovers. If that guy ever gets depressed one day, you’ll end up with at least eight, no, eighteen teacher-mothers."
The corner of Lin Moyu’s mouth twitched, "Master Bai, isn’t it inappropriate to badmouth Teacher Meng behind his back?"
Bai Yiyuan scoffed, "What’s wrong with that? I’d say it to his face too."
Lin Moyu asked softly, "Then does Master Bai have someone he likes?"
Bai Yiyuan’s eyes initially flashed brilliantly, but then dimmed, and he let out a light sigh, closing his eyes without saying another word.
In that brief moment of his eyes changing, Lin Moyu saw a hint of sadness.
Lin Moyu also knew better than to pry further, realizing he had asked an inappropriate question.
The Deity Stone Dungeon trial, or the matchmaking event as Bai Yiyuan and Meng Anwen called it, would begin in three days.
However, ten days ago, people from various major families, forces, and even top academies had already arrived.
Fortress No. 4 had become extremely lively.
The young people interacted and conversed with each other.
The military had even set up a few arenas within the fortress for sparring and exchanges.
Young people would often get into arguments, or even quarrels.
The arenas were perfect for resolving such issues.
As long as professionals didn’t kill each other, any injuries could be healed.
These were the talents and elites from various families, handsome men and beautiful women.
Some had taken a liking to each other, while others were brought together through arrangements by their elders.
The older generation who brought them acted like matchmakers, all wearing smiles.
Bai Yiyuan pointed at the young people coming and going, "Didn’t I tell you? It’s only been a few days, and so many have already paired up."
Lin Moyu smiled slightly, scanning the surroundings while also sending a message to Ning Yiyi, but received no reply. "Yiyi hasn’t arrived yet."
Bai Yiyuan scoffed, "You brat, your eyes are only on Ning Yiyi. There are so many beauties in the world, why don’t you take a look around?"
Lin Moyu was stunned, unsure why Bai Yiyuan said that.
Bai Yiyuan continued, "Although the empire has the rule of one husband and one wife, God Generals and divine-level experts have special privileges and can take multiple wives without issue."
"Just like your Teacher Meng, if he wanted to marry, at least seventeen or eighteen beauties would line up at his door."
Bai Yiyuan continued to speak shamelessly, and Lin Moyu could only smile without responding.
Bai Yiyuan went on, "Ning Yiyi should arrive tomorrow or the day after. You can wander around the fortress first. Most of the people here are young, so you can interact with them."
Just as Lin Moyu was about to speak, a seductive voice suddenly rang in his ear.
"Yi Yuan!"
The voice was gentle yet carried a hint of heroism, very pleasant to the ear.
Upon hearing this voice, Bai Yiyuan reacted like a cat with its fur standing on end, "Xiao Yu, your master has something to attend to, I’ll see you in three days."
With a whoosh, he shot straight up into the sky and left.
Then, Lin Moyu saw a woman in a light yellow dress quickly approaching.
When the woman saw Bai Yiyuan hastily leaving, she let out a tender shout and also shot up into the sky, her speed not much slower than Bai Yiyuan’s.
This woman was also a divine-level expert, not much weaker than Bai Yiyuan.
Moreover, Bai Yiyuan was clearly avoiding her.
"Master Bai... is he afraid of her?"
Lin Moyu’s eyes carried a hint of amusement, as if he had discovered a new continent, finding it quite interesting.
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