Mu Chen examined the old man, then his gaze shifted to a certain direction, his expression growing serious.
"Grandpa, are you a practitioner of the sword path?" Mu Chen glanced at the sword hanging at the old man's waist.
"Yes, but my talent is too poor; I'm still just a four-star fighter," the old man said, self-deprecatingly glancing at the sword at his waist. The sword was not ornate; on the contrary, it was quite ordinary. At the age of sixty or seventy, still only a four-star fighter, his talent was indeed remarkably lacking.
"What about combat techniques?" Mu Chen asked.
"I know a little, just enough to defend myself," the old man replied modestly, then looked at Mu Chen and added, "Little brother, are you interested in learning combat techniques?"
"Learning combat techniques?" Mu Chen was taken aback.
"Yes, I have mastered two combat techniques: one is a low-level yellow-grade technique, and the other has reached the intermediate yellow-grade level. Would you consider taking me as your master?" The old man showed interest in Mu Chen, asking him in a way that seemed both genuine and insincere.
"Grandpa, you misunderstood. I also have a sword technique here, but I know nothing about sword techniques and hope you can guide me," Mu Chen said, then flicked his fingers to take out a yellowed ancient book.
"Ninth Swords of Dugu?" the old man read the title on the book.
"Yes, Grandpa, please take a look. Is this sword technique at the intermediate yellow-grade level?" Mu Chen asked deliberately.
"Are you really letting me see it?" The old man looked at Mu Chen in surprise.
"Yes." Mu Chen nodded firmly.
"Alright." The old man sighed slightly, thinking that Mu Chen lacked experience. How could one casually show such treasures of combat techniques and sword techniques to someone they just met?
As the old man flipped through the ancient book, he was captivated, continuously exclaiming, "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
Suddenly, the ground around them began to tremble slightly.
"What's happening?"
The old man looked in the direction everyone else was staring at, where the trees were shaking violently. The movement of the leaves and trees resembled a wave crashing toward them.
"This is bad; it's a beast tide."
The old man's expression changed drastically, as if facing a great enemy. The mercenaries recruited temporarily around them looked pale and terrified.
"Quick, climb up the trees!"
Someone shouted urgently. In the face of a beast tide, climbing a tree was undoubtedly the best way to ensure survival.
"Little brother, take this combat technique back. Your chance has come; take advantage of the chaos to leave the group and never come back."
The old man handed the Ninth Swords of Dugu back to Mu Chen, but Mu Chen blocked the old man's hand. The old man looked at Mu Chen in confusion, and Mu Chen smiled, saying, "Grandpa, I can see you really like this combat technique. I only give things to those who appreciate them; this sword technique is a gift for you."
"Give... give it to me?"
The old man was dumbfounded, staring at Mu Chen in disbelief. The Ninth Swords of Dugu did not have a clear level classification, but the profundity contained within was definitely above the yellow-grade, possibly at the mysterious or even earth-grade level.
Yet, such a profound sword technique, Mu Chen was willing to give away without a second thought.
To put it into perspective, even a low-level yellow-grade combat technique would require thousands of Gold Soul Coins. This was truly shocking for the old man.
"Yes. It belongs to you now," Mu Chen said.
Boom!
"He's coming!"
The old man frowned, his gaze shifting to the second leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. The second leader abandoned the Wolf Head Mercenary Group and charged toward them. His eyes, filled with rage, clearly indicated his intent to kill Mu Chen.
Boom!
A goat, as tall as a person, burst out from the bushes, followed by a fox, a leopard, a lion, and other magical beasts. Not just one, but many, many of them. They ran in a direction that seemed endless. Originally natural enemies, they were now spurred by something and all rushed toward the same direction.
The second leader of the Wolf Head Mercenary Group had just sprinted ten meters when he was knocked down by a wild goat. As he steadied himself and tried to approach Mu Chen to attack, he was struck again by a fox, forcing him to release his Dou Qi (Martial Energy) for defense.
"Be careful!"
Mu Chen grabbed the old man's hand, pulling him as a lion brushed past them. With a light push of his toes, Mu Chen landed steadily on a tree trunk that could fit five people hugging it.
The old man looked down at the beast tide rushing below, now thirty meters off the ground. With a gentle leap, he soared thirty meters high, such terrifying jumping ability far surpassing that of the old man.
The old man stared at Mu Chen in shock, unable to express his thoughts.
"A four-star fighter, this cultivation really is..."
Mu Chen sighed inwardly. The old man was a warm-hearted person, but his level of cultivation made Mu Chen hesitant to praise him.
"Well, let me lend you a hand!"
With a thought, Mu Chen sent a stream of Dou Qi (Martial Energy) through the hand he was holding onto the old man.
"You..."
The old man looked at Mu Chen in astonishment, still trying to process what had just happened. By the time he regained his senses, he found himself refreshed, his cultivation having soared from a four-star fighter to a one-star master.
If it weren't for the concern that the old man's frail body couldn't handle Mu Chen's energy, Mu Chen would have pushed him to break through to the Dou Ling level.
Although the old man only gained four small levels of improvement with Mu Chen's help, Mu Chen had opened up the old man's meridians. In the future, the old man's cultivation would advance rapidly in a short time. In his lifetime, reaching the Battle Venerate level would not be a problem.
"Little brother..."
The old man called out to Mu Chen in delight. Just as he was about to speak, Mu Chen had already left the area, floating through the air toward the medicinal gathering team of the Ten Thousand Medicines Shop, which was under attack by magical beasts.
The old man watched Mu Chen's retreating figure, feeling a mix of emotions. He sighed, "I didn't expect this little brother to be a hidden expert! I really misjudged him this time!"
The old man's aged hands tightly gripped the Ninth Swords of Dugu. Having lived for most of his life, he naturally understood that Mu Chen's generous gift of powerful sword techniques and the boost in strength were all due to the words he had spoken to Mu Chen earlier.
"It seems that good deeds are rewarded."
Standing on the tree trunk, the old man couldn't help but reflect. He had already decided to continue being warm-hearted in the future, so as not to let down Mu Chen's kindness.
Meanwhile, Mu Chen floated through the air and arrived in front of the Little Fairy Doctor. Just as a magical beast was about to charge at her, he reached out and grabbed her hand, flying away from the area.
The Little
Fairy Doctor looked at Mu Chen in shock, exclaiming, "It's you?"
Mu Chen flashed his signature smile and replied, "That's right, it's me!"
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