However, this did not signify that there was no one among the clan's younger generation who could match her prowess.
Perhaps there was always someone superior waiting in the wings. Moreover, a portion of the clan's youth concealed their potential, making it conceivable for them to be defeated by her.
She had indeed been overly arrogant in the past.
Cough. Cough, cough. Mu Rouxuan cast a frigid glare at Jin Chaoyang.
In this moment, her state of mind underwent a subtle transformation.
With the support of Mu Xingchen and Mu Xingchen's encouragement, Mu Rouxuan straightened her posture and wiped the bloodstained saliva from her lips with her sleeve. "I concede."
She added with a hint of mockery, "But who's to say I won't surpass you when I reach fifty?"
Everyone was taken aback and couldn't contain their snickers.
/Isn't that the truth?/
Miss Mu, just seventeen years old, had already displayed the ability to contend with Jin Chaoyang. In another three decades, given Miss Mu's talismanic talents, there was an eighty percent likelihood she would outshine Jin Chaoyang and surpass him.
Jin Chaoyang's expression darkened once more, and he forced a smile, tugging at the corner of his lips. "I've heard that the Mu Clan once produced a Heaven-rank Grand Talisman practitioner within the past 300 years—an esteemed figure."
A faint spark of anger flickered in Mu Xingchen's eyes.
Jin Chaoyang chuckled. "I've heard his name is Mu Chaoyang. He's your Patriarch, Chaoyang."
"Hahaha, my name is Jin Chaoyang, and his is Mu Chaoyang. Do you think I might follow in your Patriarch Chaoyang's footsteps and have an illustrious future that can't be underestimated? Hahaha."
Mu Rouxuan's entire body trembled with rage. "How dare you!"
/This person had the audacity to compare himself to our esteemed Patriarch Chaoyang with his wretched appearance. How dare he!/
/Absolutely absurd!/
Jin Chaoyang dismissively waved his hand and spoke with a smirk, "Oh? I've heard that your Mu Clan welcomed two new students this year! Where's the other one? Could it be that he's too afraid to show his face?"
The young gentlemen from the Qin Estate, the Dou Clan, and the disciples of the Divine Province's royal capital patrician family couldn't help but simultaneously roll their eyes.
/It's happening again…/
/It hasn't even been two minutes since the last incident, and she's courting trouble again!/
The memory of the young lady releasing the sand scorpion just yesterday was still fresh in their minds, and now, she was once again inviting trouble.
The group of students discreetly moved away, creating a large empty space in the center, allowing Jin Chaoyang to provoke her at will.
/They don't want to get caught up in the drama./
Qiao Mu furrowed her brows and walked up to Mu Xingchen and Mu Xingchen, fixing a cold stare on Jin Chaoyang. "Why are you so long-winded?"
Qiao Mu's patience had worn thin watching this person's incessant chatter from the beginning.
Jin Chaoyang's face grew cold as he looked at the young lady who appeared as serene as a jade statue. He tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing that irritating smile once more. "You must be the other Mu Clan disciple who recently joined the academy?"
Qiao Mu neither confirmed nor denied it. She simply gave him a cold stare and asked directly, "Are you looking for trouble?"
Everyone: …
Jin Chaoyang seemed oblivious to his current predicament. He furrowed his brow and expressed his displeasure, saying, "Young lady, a little more courtesy and restraint would be fitting."
"No need for restraint when dealing with a lapdog from the Lunisolar Shrine."
The entire arena erupted into chaos upon hearing this.
All eyes turned to the Holy Son, who stood silently on the sidelines.
Holy Son Miyan appeared visibly surprised and responded with a cold tone, "You have misunderstood."
"There's no misunderstanding here." Qiao Mu cut off any attempt by the Holy Son to explain.
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