me time, the tens of thousands of disciples of the Senluo Ghost Prison who were sitting cross-legged also let out ghostly wails.Above their heads, wisps of ghostly energy surged rapidly, instantly con...Mu Chenzi's words caused Mu Zhengjun's face to suddenly sink.

The art of silver needles, is the foundation upon which one establishes oneself within the Mu family, and even within the Four Territories Hidden.

Because he was worried that someone might try to steal this technique, he didn't even pass it down to his sons and grandsons for the time being.

I never expected that my own elder brother, on the pretext of celebrating his birthday, would be so direct in asking me for something!

No, it's not a request, Mo Chenzi is already blatantly robbing!

Mu Zhengjun's face was expressionless as he said, "Brother, are you joking"

"The art of the silver needle is something I created myself. It's not particularly miraculous, but I plan to pass it down as a family heirloom to my descendants."

Moreover, my elder brother is the pillar of our Mu family, possessing incredible supernatural powers and overwhelming strength. Why would he care about my mere silver needle techniques

Muchenzi smiled faintly: "What's yours, mine, Junior brother, saying it this way is too out of place!"

"We are all members of the Mu Clan. Without the support of the Mu Clan, could you have created the Silver Needle Technique"

"If you bestow your silver needle techniques upon me, it will be as if you are repaying the Mu family and strengthening our power!"

And now, the younger brother's mind is completely on Mu-mei, living in that remote herb garden. Even his title of clan elder is merely a formality.

If one day, my younger brother had an accident in the medicine garden and the silver needle technique was lost, wouldn't that be a pity

Mu Zhengjun's eyes narrowed slightly as he said, "Brother, are you threatening me"

"Alas!" Mu Chenzi sighed, "I'm doing this for your own good!"

Remember, when Mu Ming was young, he wasted a lot of our family's cultivation resources. Many of my uncles and cousins still hold a grudge about it.

You will bestow your silver needle skills upon me. Then, I can announce to the Mu clan that you have offset the wasted resources from Mu Ming's past training through your silver needle techniques, dispelling the resentment in their hearts and causing them to no longer hold a grudge against him!

This is a win-win situation. What else could my younger brother possibly be reluctant about!

Mu Zhengjun's eyes were already gleaming with cold light. He knew in his heart that the reason he was called here today was probably to force him to hand over his silver needle technique.

Thinking about this, Mu Zhengjun forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Brother, you're truly thoughtful. However, children have their own fortune."

"The matters concerning his life are for him to resolve himself, I needn't interfere."

"Thank you for your kindness,

I'll take my leave now if there's nothing else."

After finishing his words, Mu Zhengjun didn't even wait for Mu Chenzi to respond before turning around and walking out.

Just then, the door to the room suddenly flew open, and three people streamed in.

"The first elder chuckled and said, "Cousin, where are you going"

Upon seeing these three individuals, Mu Zhengjun's expression grew even more unsightly.

Because of these three, including himself and Muchenzi, there were five elders in the Mu family.

At this time, all the elders appeared and each stood in front of the door with their bodies, their meaning already self-evident!

Mù Zhèngjūn stared with dead eyes at the old man who was greeting him, and said, "Mù Zhènglóng, all of this is your doing, isn't it"

Mu Zhenglong, the father of Mu Linyuan, is also a person that Mu Zhengjun has always been at odds with.

Mu Zhenglong shrugged and said, "Brother, you're hurting me. What do you mean I'm up to something"

Everything I do is for the good of the Mu family, for their well-being. Unlike you, who is so selfish. You used to be for Mu Ming's sake, now it's all about yourself!

"I really wonder now, haven't you forgotten that you are a Mu family member!"

Mu Zhengjun ignored Mu Zhenglong and looked at the other two elders.

Although the two didn't speak, they walked side by side, avoiding Mu Zhengjun's gaze.

"Good, good, good!"

Mu Zhengjun's face was a sneer as he reached out and pointed at each of the four people's faces. "I finally see through your true colors."

"Let me tell you, no matter what schemes and tricks you use today, I won't give up the silver needle technique!"

"Is that so" Mok Jung-long smiled slightly and turned his head towards the outside. "Last time your precious grandson picked the wrong herbs, you begged for him, and he only received three lashes."

"If he makes a mistake again this time, say, if he breaks some of the tribe's treasures, and you can't appear in time, I wonder how many lashes he could endure."

"You dare!" Mu Zhengjun's eyes widened in shock, staring intently at Mu Zhenglong.

Mu Zhenglong shook his head and said, "What does this have to do with me It's your own grandson who is too stupid!"

If I had a grandson like that, I would have slapped him to death long ago and wouldn't let him embarrass the family any further!

Of course, if you can't bring yourself to do it, I, your cousin, am willing to take care of it.

Mu Zhengjun, who had been bearing it until now, finally couldn't hold back his anger upon hearing this sentence. He roared out, "I'll kill you!"

As his words fell, his figure had already arrived before Mu Zhenglong's face. In his hand, three silver needles appeared and darted towards Mu Zhenglong.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort echoed, and a gigantic hand materialized out of thin air, slamming heavily onto Mok Jeong-jun's body. The blow sent him sprawling to the ground, completely immobilized.

The one who made the move was naturally Mu Chenzi!

And Mu Zhenglong chuckled with delight, rushing towards Mu Chenzi and bowing deeply. "Elder brother, Mu Zhengjun dared to attack our own kin! We demand that his elder status be revoked and he be punished immediately."

Two other elders looked at each other and, in unison, clasped their fists together in silence.

Mu Chenzi pondered for a moment before saying, "Alright, from this moment onwards, strip Mu Zhengjun of his clan elder status."

However, considering his contributions to the family, he shall be temporarily detained for now. We shall see if he is willing to atone for his sins and make amends. Then we shall decide his fate.

"Take it down with you!"

Mu Zhenglong immediately nodded and said, "Yes!"

Thus, Mu Zhengjun was sealed with his cultivation and sent into the prison of the Mu family.

Sitting on the wet ground, Mu Zhengjun was like a lost soul, motionless.

He never imagined that one day, he, an elder of the Mu family, would be threatened, oppressed, and even face the danger of death by his own people.

Of course, he knew very well what it meant to atone for one's sins. It meant handing over the secrets of acupuncture.

However, he was also more clear that once he really handed over the Silver Needle Technique, he would be completely worthless. Not only would he die, but probably his whole family would die as well.

Now, his biggest worry is Mu's safety.

Even when imprisoned, his life was still at their mercy, subject to their whims and abuse.

Mu Zhengjun reached out and covered his face, muttering, "What's wrong with the Mu family"

"I've only been away from the Mu family for ten years, how could it have become like this!"

"Where is the chieftain The chieftain has remained absent throughout. He should not have colluded with Mu Zhengjun and the others."

"As long as I can see the chief, maybe I'll be saved."

"As for those elderly masters who are in seclusion, if they knew about this, they would definitely not allow Mu Zhenglong and the others to act so recklessly."

"But, how can I meet the chief and elders"

Mu Zhengjun originally thought that Mu Zhenglong and the others would come to find him soon, but unexpectedly, after three days, there was no movement at all.

Until the fourth day, an old man appeared before him. He was the same old man who had informed him when Mu Ming was sent to the family hall.

Seeing the old man, Mu Zhengjun's eyes lit up immediately and he said, "Old Nine, how did you get here!"

This old man is someone Mu Zhengjun can trust.

The elder's face was etched with grief and anger. He lowered his voice and said, "Brother, I only just managed to hear that you were here."

"Mok Cheung-lung and his men went too far. Don't worry, I'll find a way to get you out."

Mu Zhengjun shook his head and said, "I'm fine. How is Ming'er Is he alright"

The old man's face was filled with grief and anger, but he shook his head and said: "He's fine. I'll do everything I can to help him."

It is not difficult to see that Mu Ming's experiences these past few days must have been extremely miserable.

"Cousin, just endure a few more days. When the Chieftain returns, I will report your matter to him. Then everything will be fine for you."

"No!" Mu Zhengjun shook his head. "Old Nine, don't go find the chief first, go find someone else!"

Who are you looking for

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