Tycoon War God-Chapter 711: Return to the World!

By the East Sea, in a small fishing village, it was the harvest season, and many fishermen took to the sea to fish.

Today, their catch was extraordinarily bountiful.

Dozens of miles off the shoreline, countless fish and shrimp floated on the sea’s surface. Some were already cooked, while others were still alive.

The fishermen were overjoyed, hauling them all onto their boats. They ate the cooked ones on the spot and prepared the live ones to sell for money. The haul from this single trip could support them for years, and the seaside fish market was particularly bustling.

In the lively night market, a man and a woman leaned against each other, looking around curiously.

The woman was elegant, with a charming and sweet smile. The man was dapper, with a commanding presence. Although both were dressed in ordinary clothes, their innate refinement couldn’t be concealed. They seemed somewhat out of place among the noisy crowd of the night market.

"Lin Mu, did you cause all this?"

The woman was none other than Qin Luoli. She observed the busy fishermen with great curiosity. Coming from a distinguished background, she had rarely visited places like this. Witnessing the joys and sorrows of these common people felt very novel to her.

Lin Mu, with his arm around Qin Luoli’s waist, chuckled. "It has nothing to do with me. The Western European Thunder God and Thunder Mountain are the ones who stirred this up."

"Thunder Mountain, is that the deity you summoned? I heard you can have gods possess you." Qin Luoli blinked playfully.

"That’s an Emperor’s Decree, not some divine possession. Do you take me for some shamaness?" Lin Mu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Qin Luoli giggled. "You’re a shaman, not a shamaness."

What else could Lin Mu say? He could only give a wry smile. Against the Martial Alliance Leader Ye Kuangren or the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion’s Ao Guang, he could unleash a massacre. But in front of his wife, whatever she said was right.

"Wow, look, that shell is green! How strange."

"Lin Mu, come quick! This fish actually has four eyes."

"Lin Mu, squeeze this octopus. It’s so soft."

"Lin Mu..."

Like a child on a spring outing, Qin Luoli was incredibly curious about everything. Lin Mu watched his wife, his eyes filled with doting affection.

Qin Luoli had first been imprisoned by the Qin Family and then kidnapped by Han Xiu, enduring one hardship after another. Today, Lin Mu had brought her to the night market precisely to help her relax.

"Lin Mu, are you leaving soon?" Qin Luoli asked suddenly as they reached the end of the night market.

"Why do you say that?" Lin Mu asked, surprised.

Qin Luoli scrunched up her nose and said softly, "I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I feel like the mortal aura around you is fading, while the Immortal Qi is growing stronger."

Lin Mu was stunned. He hadn’t even realized it until Qin Luoli had pointed it out.

Lately, when he wasn’t cultivating, he was constantly engaged in battle, his realm advancing at a dizzying pace. Opportunities like today, to simply wander the mortal world, were becoming few and far between.

The mortal aura was fading, and the Immortal Qi was increasing. If this continued, wouldn’t he just be retracing the path of his past life?

"Luoli, you are truly a wonderfully supportive wife!" Lin Mu planted a deep kiss on Qin Luoli’s lips.

"Of course!" Qin Luoli declared with justified pride, then blinked again. "What did I help you with?"

Lin Mu burst into hearty laughter.

"I’ve heard the ice lanterns in Harbin City are beautiful. I’ll take you to see them."

"Fly there?"

"Yes, fly there! I recently acquired a Divine Artifact and reforged it into a Flying Sword. We can ride it. I’ll fly you there."

"Okay!"

When he was with Qin Luoli, Lin Mu was just a doting husband, the gentleman Lin Mu, not the undefeatable Lin Wudi.

In the night market of the fishing village, new legends of a Sword Immortal began to circulate. Some said they saw a white-robed Sword Immortal riding his sword to the heavens to embrace the moon. Others spoke of a brightly dressed fairy whose dance could topple cities and whose beauty put the moon and flowers to shame. Still others believed it was the celestial Cowherd and Weaver Girl, descending to the mortal realm for a secret rendezvous before their designated festival.

Lin Mu, accompanied by his wife Qin Luoli, traveled and enjoyed the life of ordinary people.

「Meanwhile, the Martial Arts World was in an uproar over the battle at Changbai Mountain.」

Huaxia’s War God, Lin Wudi, had slain Heavenly Saber Song Kai and exterminated the Martial Alliance Elders at Changbai Mountain’s Heavenly Lake.

He had defeated the Martial Alliance Leader, Ye Kuangren.

He had killed Ao Guang, a Foundation Establishment Immortal of the North Dipper Celestial Pavilion.

And over the East Sea, he had beheaded the Thunder God.

His name echoed throughout the world; he achieved godhood in a single battle. Lin Mu’s act of slaying an immortal sent shockwaves across the globe. From then on, the title of the world’s number one was his, by all rights.

The North American Hongmen, the Western Deity Race, the Island Country Ninja Crowd, and the Dark Continent Gold Alliance all went into hiding, daring not to cross swords with Lin Wudi.

The upper echelons of Huaxia were even more shaken.

Kong Lin resigned from his post that very night. He stated that it was his error that nearly cost Huaxia a War God, a mistake for which he could not be forgiven even in a hundred deaths.

Xiao Xuan immediately submitted a formal proposal, advocating for Lin Mu’s commission into the Dragon Protection Hall to guard Huaxia. Given Xiao Xuan’s status and Lin Mu’s unparalleled combat achievements, he thought it was only natural for Lin Mu to be accepted.

Unexpectedly, his first application was rejected.

Furious, Xiao Xuan tore up the rejection notice on the spot and submitted the application again. Considering his standing in the military, a second submission was a grave protest. But to his surprise, his second application was also rejected.

Enraged, Xiao Xuan went to visit Huo Diange, an Elder of the Dragon Protection Hall, in the dead of night.

"Huo Diange, what the hell is your Dragon Protection Hall trying to pull?" Xiao Xuan slammed the table in front of him.

Huo Diange remained unhurried, leisurely sipping his tea.

"Huo, if you take one more sip of that tea, believe me when I say I’ll rip your beard off," Xiao Xuan glared, his whiskers bristling.

Huo Diange sighed, setting down his teacup. "Xiao Xuan, yelling at me is pointless. I’m not the one stopping Lin Mu from joining the Dragon Protection Hall."

"Then who is it!" Xiao Xuan’s gaze turned dangerous.

Huo Diange replied, "It doesn’t matter who. Their reasoning is sound."

Xiao Xuan scoffed. "What a joke! A living legend cannot be admitted into the Dragon Protection Hall? What kind of sound reasoning is that?"

"In the battle at Changbai Mountain, Lin Mu annihilated the Martial Alliance, defeated Ye Kuangren, and executed Ao Guang of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion," Xiao Xuan’s tone was impassioned. "Furthermore, over the East Sea, he slew the Western European Thunder God, glorifying our nation and achieving godhood in a single battle! If he can’t enter the Dragon Protection Hall, who can?"

If it were any other matter, he would have let it slide. But now someone within the Dragon Protection Hall was deliberately obstructing Lin Mu’s entry, and he could not tolerate it. Hadn’t he seen what happened to Kong Lin? Just for failing to take a stand when Lin Mu resigned last time, Kong Lin had to take the blame and resign himself. Anyone who dared to obstruct Lin Mu was an enemy to Xiao Xuan and an enemy to Huaxia.

Huo Diange sighed. "The problem is that Lin Mu is too dominant. He killed a member of the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion. If we let him join the Dragon Protection Hall, we’ll have a hard time explaining it to the Pavilion."

Xiao Xuan was taken aback, not having expected such a reason.

"Lin Mu is the chief instructor of our Divine Machine Camp. It was the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion that broke the rules first when Ao Guang attacked him. Are you suggesting that when someone from the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion tries to kill Lin Mu, he should just stand by and let himself be killed?"

Xiao Xuan’s eyes were bloodshot. If that old coot Huo Diange dared to agree, Xiao Xuan would have smashed him to death on the spot.

"I already told you it has nothing to do with me! I voted in favor of him on the spot."

Xiao Xuan’s voice was icy. "Then who was it? Who voted against?"