Walker Of The Worlds

Lin Mu didn't know what to think. While he was surprised by their identities more specifically Duan Ke's he still had some questions.

"Go ahead, you can ask us what you want. You deserve that." Jing Wei said reading the expression On Lin Mu's face.

Lin Mu took a few seconds before he got all his thoughts in order.

"Who are the people you want to take revenge on and why exactly?" Lin Mu questioned.

~Sigh~

"There are far too many people that betrayed us. Some did it intentionally, while some were simply bystanders who decided to not interfere when they could. Though the ones that are the most guilty are none other than the cultivation sects.

In the past, my clan was very influential and we were the sole suppliers of peak grade spirit weapons and tools along with some pseudo immortal tools. We had contributed to defending against the invaders and the northern tribes for countless years.

and our skills in the refinement of spirit tools. The presence

tribes, we would never provide the kingdoms or the sects with

when I became the sixth patriarch of my clan about fifteen hundred years ago. The kingdoms and the Sects respected our rules. But then came the time of peace. The northern tribes became silent and there were no more attacks. It was also during

emperor had a few thorns left in his path. These were none other than the

under the prolonged oppression. This left the Duan Kingdom and my Jing clan, who were existing peacefully. While the Duan Kingdom also quite strong, they had long since submitted to the

blessed in the investigational and appraisal arts. Back during the times of the great war, they had been able to win battle by simply having excellent intel, which

opposed nor had any conflict with the emperor, he could not do much, and thus he had to bear with it. But my Jing clan was still something he was afraid of. We had enough power that we could

but failed at most attempts. eventually, a new emperor replaced him but he had the same paranoia as his father. It was not until about a hundred years ago that it happened. My daughter… my sweet precious Miao'er fell in

that I could not do much, other than to suppress this news, I contacted a few of my friends. With their help, I was able to fabricate a story that my

the prince by changing her identity. Eventually, time came and the prince ascended the throne, becoming the king Duan

the span of a few years due to them finding the inheritance of a fallen expert. With the help of that,