Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 425 Mu Yuelan Hears The News

The Mu Clan didnʼt participate in Beast Tide.

Unlike martial clans that thrived on bloodshed and battlefield glory, the Mu Clanʼs value lay in pill refinement.

Because of that, the Mu Clan had never been required to participate directly in the war against the Demonic Beasts.

As long as they contributed a fixed quota of pills-healing pills, recovery pills, detoxification pills, and emergency life-saving elixirs-the Empire was more than satisfied.

After all, sending alchemists onto the battlefield was foolish.

An alchemistʼs life was worth far more than a single cultivatorʼs.

With one high-grade alchemist working safely behind the lines, thousands of cultivators could be kept alive.

Lose that alchemist, and even an army would crumble sooner or later.

Thus, while countless clans were dragged into brutal Beast Tides and bloody fronts, the Mu Clan continued their regular routine:

Pill refinement.

Herb cultivation.

Formula research.

Life within the Mu Clan proceeded with calm precision, almost detached from the chaos consuming the rest of the Empire.

Until a letter arrived.

It was delivered personally, bypassing the usual channels.

Sealed with the Bai Clanʼs insignia.

It was for Mu Yuelan.

But before that, it landed in Mu Clan Leader Mu Yuelanʼs brother, Mu Qingyuanʼs, hands.

Mu Yuelan was in seclusion and couldnʼt read it herself.

But seeing that it was from the Bai Clan and marked urgent, Mu Qingyuan read it to determine whether he should disturb his sister.

As he read, his eyes widened in shock and worry.

He moved swiftly through the quiet halls of the Mu Clan, his footsteps filled with urgency.

He barely paused before reaching the heavy doors of his sisterʼs seclusion chamber.

He knocked once, sharply. ”What is it?” Mu Yuelanʼs voice called out, tinged with annoyance.

Normally, interruptions irritated her, but she knew one thing: Mu Qingyuan would never disturb her without a very good reason. ”I... I apologize, sister,” Mu Qingyuan said, his tone unusually tense. ”But an emergency situation has arisen. You should read this letter-it was sent personally by your brother-in-law.”

Mu Qingyuan carefully handed over the letter, bowing slightly in respect.

The seal of the Bai Clan gleamed faintly under the soft light, the urgency in its design unmistakable.

Mu Yuelan took the jade slip into her hands, her gaze sharpening.

She could feel the subtle weight of the message-its power, its importance. She opened it slowly, scanning the contents.

Her expression darkened in an instant. ”The Bai Clan... Zihan?” she muttered under her breath, her calm composure cracking just slightly. ”Impossible... how could this happen?”

Mu Qingyuan swallowed nervously. ”Sister... I thought you should know immediately. It seems... itʼs about Zihanʼerʼs condition.”

She read it again. Then again. And then, without a word, she crushed the jade slip in her hand. ”Prepare my ship.”

Her voice was calm-but anyone who knew Mu Yuelan understood how terrifying that calm was. ”Iʼm leaving immediately.”

Within hours, Mu Yuelan was already on her way.

And now-

She stood before Bai Tianheng, her eyes sharp, cold, and blazing with suppressed fury. ”Tianheng,” she said again, her voice low and dangerous, ”how could you let something like this happen to my son?”

Bai Tianheng, who had come to receive his wife, was stunned by her the moment she descended. ”Yuelan, calm down, I can explain!”

Bai Tianheng stepped forward hastily, holding his hands up in a placating gesture. ”Calm down, my foot!”

Mu Yuelanʼs voice cut through his words like a blade. ”Tianheng, you let Zihanʼer become crippled? How can you explain this to me?”

Bai Tianheng swallowed hard, opening his mouth to speak. ”Yuelan, itʼs not-” ”Explain clearly! How did this even happen?” Mu Yuelan said angrily. ”I-he... Bai Zihan went off to face the Demonic Cultivator Leader,” Bai Tianheng finally blurted, trying to explain, his voice strained.

Mu Yuelanʼs eyes snapped to him, fiery and sharp. ”And? You didnʼt stop him?” ”It isnʼt that I didnʼt, but I couldnʼt!” he said, his voice rising slightly under her gaze. ”What do you mean? You? A Peak Great Ascension Realm couldnʼt stop a Spirit Severing Realm child? Tianheng, Iʼve heard better excuses than that!”

Her voice cracked like thunder, every word laced with disbelief and fury.

Bai Tianhengʼs throat went dry. He wanted to explain, wanted her to understand, but the truth was difficult to admit.

Indeed, he should have been able to stop him... but Bai Zihan... he was stronger than a typical Spirit Severing Realm.

He couldnʼt bring himself to say it outright-not to his wife.

His pride, his dignity as a Peak Great Ascension Realm, weighed on him. How could he admit that his son was stronger than him in certain ways and that he couldnʼt stop him?

If it were anyone else who had witnessed Bai Zihanʼs feats during the Beast

Tide, they would have understood.

And yet, Mu Yuelan didnʼt know.

She hadnʼt heard the rumors, hadnʼt followed the news of Bai Zihan killing Great Ascension Realm Demonic Elders.

Before receiving the letter, she had been in seclusion, and the Mu Clan in general didnʼt keep up with such rumors.

Only after being informed by her brother did she understand the situation.

Bai Tianheng opened his mouth again, trying to explain more, but every word seemed like an excuse in her eyes.

He knew Mu Yuelan wasnʼt in the mood to listen, so before he could continue, he tried to calm her down. ”Yuelan, please cal-”

But Mu Yuelanʼs patience had run out at what she deemed only excuses from

Bai Tianheng.

Her Qi surged outward as her aura rose.

Bai Tianhengʼs eyes widened. ”Yuelan... you... you broke through?!” he muttered excitedly, almost forgetting the crisis at hand.

The reason Mu Yuelan had been in seclusion was because she had broken through to the Great Ascension Realm and was stabilizing her cultivation.

Her sharp glare snapped him back to reality. She wasnʼt in the mood for congratulations. ”Donʼt change the topic, Tianheng!” she snapped silently in her mind, her focus entirely on her son.

After a few tense moments, her breathing steadied.

Slowly, she reined in her Great Ascension Realm aura, letting it settle back around her like a controlled storm. ”Enough,” she said finally, her tone firm but calmer. ”Letʼs go! I want to see my son.”