novelTele 143-43 Completely out of control
143-43 Completely out of control
Where the rosy clouds lingered, a dense grayness enveloped everything. Mu Yun was led to that white patch of land, right in the center, surrounded by people who were all chanting and cheering, shouting the name of Mu Yun.
Rain fell, pattering on the blooming flowers and the clouds of Muyun, but the rain, upon touching Muyun, was absorbed by her weather. The fire was inextinguishable; people surrounded Muyun, celebrating despite the heavy rain. Levin sat on his throne, gazing intently, a smile playing on his lips: "Trying to fight me." He then looked to the side, where several people were disposing of He Yaowu's body.
The clouds drifted further, parting the mist to reveal a clear sky and a high, bright moon. Moonlight streamed into He Yaowu's room. Mu Yun, having just been taken back, lay on the bed, clutching a pillow, too afraid to sleep, wanting to wait for He Yaowu to return.
After an unknown amount of time, Mu Yun finally couldn't hold on any longer and slowly closed her eyes, sleeping until someone knocked on the door the next day.
Mu Yun rolled over, her toes digging into the floor, and with a light leap, landed on the floor. She immediately stood up, dusted off her little skirt, and reached for the cloud-shaped pillow on the bed. Just then, the sound of a lock being opened came from outside the door. A burly man opened the door and walked in: "It wasn't locked..." He then took Mu Yun, who had just reached for the cloud pillow, and led her away. Little Mu Yun stood there, stunned, letting others do as they pleased.
Xiao Muyun was taken to a circular building and placed inside. The building was surrounded by haunted houses, scattered weapons, and most notably, children training in various locations. Xiao Muyun hugged her cloud-shaped pillow tightly; she wanted to tell the person next to her that she was scared, but she didn't dare.
Levin's voice came from behind: "Someone, Mu Yun needs to run at least 10 laps. There will be other arrangements after that." Little Mu Yun had just turned around when she was lifted onto the track, her cloud-shaped pillow falling to the ground and gathering dust.
Xiao Muyun only spoke after seeing the cloud-shaped pillow fall to the ground: "Eh..." A 10-lap track is a full 10,000 meters, which is impossible for a child who is just over 5 years and 27 days old. Even for cultivators, it would be quite difficult without training.
Levin picked up the cloud-shaped cushion and sighed softly, "I'm doing this for the sake of Xia Ye Palace. We desperately need a decent victory. He Yaowu, don't you understand?" He looked up at Mu Yun again, his gaze returning to its icy coldness.
The burly man gestured for Mu Yun to run, and Mu Yun leisurely started running, chasing after the man in front. But she slowed down after less than a hundred meters and stopped to rest. Seeing this, the man behind her immediately struck Mu Yun with lightning from above. Mu Yun looked back, tears welling in her eyes. The sun overhead seemed to have dimmed a bit, and she whispered a single word: "It hurts..." Hearing this, the man struck her again, the lightning even more intense than before: "Are you calling for your mother? If you don't run, you won't get any more food." Little Mu Yun held back her tears and could only continue running. For the first time, rain began to fall from the little clouds above her head.
Upon seeing this, Levin swallowed back the pang of heartache that had just risen within him, and instead showed a hint of joy as he watched Mu Yun run to the 200-meter mark.
Xiao Muyun stopped again, feeling like her feet weren't even her own. Then the person shocked her again, but this time, a phantom appeared behind her, accompanied by flashing lightning. Levin's eyes were filled with this scene. He jumped up excitedly, clenching his fist and waving it forward slightly: "Great! That's it! The ancient atmosphere still has its style and uniqueness! It's worth calling it that, it's so impressive!" He landed and saw the person shock Muyun again, with lightning flashing around her body, followed by a wide-ranging lightning strike and a large-scale spatial displacement.
Seeing how effective this stimulation was on Mu Yun in this unfamiliar place, Levin increased the intensity of the stimulation amidst the worn-out track and the distorted sounds of the pillow, eventually evoking basic weather phenomena: rain, sunshine, and snow. There were also more advanced phenomena: thunderstorms, drought, and frost. And Mu Yun, in this kind of life, welcomed her 19th birthday.
Mu Yun huddled in the corner. Those people, unable to extract any new energy from her, placed her under house arrest, and the weather above her never changed from rainy to sunny. The cloud-shaped pillow she initially wore could now be hugged with one hand, and all she thought about each day was going home. However, whenever she missed home and reached for the pillow, it seemed to whisper, "Next time, I'll stay a little longer." All Mu Yun could do was believe in those countless "next times," until finally, in utter despair, all she remembered was home.
The Mu family has fallen into decline since Mu Yang's death and Mu Yun's abduction, when no one has held the power of the Heavenly Realm. Mu Tianqiong counted the dates, sat on a mottled wooden chair, and gave a bitter smile: "This year is Mu Yun's 19th birthday. I wonder how he spent it on Twilight Sphere."
Levin called out from outside the room where she was being held captive, "Mu Yun, the naming rights for the fourth-generation Twilight Sphere will be ours! Go for it!" Mu Yun realized something: the book she had read before had foreseen her ending. She felt that it was all because of that useless naming right, all because of her own selfish desires, all because...
As Mu Yun pondered this, the weather above began to change, with the sun and moon alternating, flashing with flares and lunar eclipses...
All the light and darkness converged on the small cell. Levin turned around and saw everything gathering above Mu Yun's head. He burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! I told you... Mu Yun! This time, the naming rights! Hahaha! Will be ours..." Before he could finish speaking, he saw a sight he would never forget: he was lifted into the air, the cell was twisted and exploded, the entire Xia Ye Palace was completely suspended in mid-air, countless rubble and ruins drifted by, the entire palace shattered and floating in the air. Mu Yun was flying out of the cell, while Levin was pierced through by the flying building, but he still pleaded with Mu Yun: "Name it... please..." before he died completely.
The moon, eclipsed and floating in the clouds, seemed to be fixed on Mo Bei and Luo Amaya. Just as Mo Bei was momentarily stunned, the surrounding spacetime rippled, and in an instant, the mirror shattered, revealing…
The current Mu Yun is possessed by memories of her out-of-control state 5640976114 years ago. She looks at the two of them, treating them only as survivors of the Xia Ye Palace, with the Xia Ye Palace of the New-New-New Twilight Sphere behind them.
The inhabitants of Twilight Sphere, witnessing the terrifying ancient atmospheric possessor recorded in history, were thrown into chaos, crying and screaming. Mu Yun, however, simply waved his hand, and their voices were amplified. Meanwhile, in some corner of the universe, from Paradise, a cacophony of screams erupted, startling the wealthy revelers. They were bewildered by the origin of the noise, and an old missing person poster lay on the wall nearby: Raymond Zetsu…
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