"Why is it so slow?"
Mu She asked casually.
"Um...Reporting to the commander, we stayed there to deal with the bodies of the Blood War mercenaries, so we were delayed for a while."
"Dispose of the body?"
"Mu She asked in confusion."
"The commander doesn't know yet?"
"what happened?"
The mercenary was taken aback, then recounted the bloody scene he witnessed upon arrival.
"It seems that the young commander led his men to annihilate the Blood War mercenaries who came to trade. Such a feat can be described as a great victory."
Mu She ignored the mercenary's flattery and stood there stunned, as if he had heard unbelievable news.
Li'er led his men to kill more than a dozen Blood Battle mercenaries, including Li Mou, the Blood Battle deputy leader who was an eight-star fighter.
"Go and summon all the mercenaries who accompanied this transaction. I need to question them!"
Mu She frowned slightly and gave an order to the mercenary.
After a while, Hermon arrived in the front yard with a group of mercenaries.
"Hemon, tell me everything that happened."
Upon hearing Mushe's question, Hermon did not hesitate at all and vividly recounted Muli's audacious actions.
When Mu She first heard that Mu Li had killed Li Mu in one move, his expression was already off.
But when Hermon mentioned that Muli had taken the opportunity to go to the Bloodbath Camp and steal Frey's treasure, Mu looked at Hermon with an expression as if he were an idiot.
Are you kidding me?
Knowing that Mushe would find it hard to believe at first, Hermon immediately had the other mercenaries testify.
After confirming the truth of the matter, Mushe waved for everyone to leave.
At this moment, Mu She felt both gratified and bewildered.
He should be happy that his son is successful, but his son's success makes him feel that his authority has been offended.
So all that talk of wisdom and instruction he gave him before was just a joke to that kid.
Mu She was quite confused and couldn't figure it out, but he had no doubt that this was his biological son.
People always like to apply what they can understand to things they can't understand. Muli was so outstanding, and Mushe was mostly happy about it.
After all, this is his only offspring, who will inherit the Wolf Head Mercenary Group and become the tyrant of Green Mountain Town.
Just then, a report came from the doorway: a trusted confidant of Mu Li handed a letter and a storage ring to Mu She.
"Commander, this is a letter from the young commander to you."
"Where are the others?"
Mu She was about to send someone to summon him.
"The young commander said he has made some progress recently and has entered a secret chamber for seclusion."
"Seclusion?"
Mu She frowned and waved for the mercenary to leave.
After thinking for a while, Mushe gave up the idea of sending someone to summon Muli and instead opened the envelope.
"Father, the storage ring contains the wealth I plundered from Frey's house. It can be used to develop the Wolf Head Mercenary Group. Frey will probably try to deal with us soon, so we must be careful. However, I believe you already have a plan, so I don't need to worry too much. I'm currently engrossed in cultivation and have entered a secluded chamber for three or four days. You don't need to send anyone to call me. By the way, this time I'm truly in seclusion. —Mulli."
Upon seeing the last part of the envelope, Mu She's lips twitched.
That brat has gotten bolder lately, thinking he can tease me now that he's done something good?
Mu She stood up and paced back and forth, finally venting his frustration before picking up his storage ring and looking inside.
There are quite a few good things.
Old Frey is usually so stingy, but he's secretly hoarding so many treasures.
"At least this kid has some conscience."
Mu She was in a good mood and decided not to cause trouble for her rebellious son.
...
Mu Li sat down in the secret room, calmed his mind, and then circulated his internal energy to slowly restore his fighting spirit.
Yellow-rank cultivation techniques are still too weak.
Don't be fooled by the glory of killing Li Mu in one move; the consumption of battle qi was equally terrifying.
It drained a quarter of his fighting spirit in one go.
He'll have to kneel down after three more moves at most.
Unless you take a Qi-restoring pill, you'll be at the mercy of others on the battlefield.
This also illustrates the importance of elixirs from another perspective.
There's a reason why alchemists are all wealthy.
Pills are indeed an indispensable item for powerful cultivators, and no one would complain about having too many.
Unfortunately, I am of the wood element and cannot learn alchemy.
However, Mu Li wasn't particularly discouraged. He had the "treasure chest cheat" ability, and if he made good use of it, his future achievements would definitely be impressive.
Sure enough, after opening only two bronze treasure chests, he obtained two scrolls of Xuan-rank combat skills.
There was also a bottle of Grade 3 hypnotic powder, which directly raised his combat skills to the level of a Great Battle Master.
To put it bluntly, even if Mu She came looking for trouble right now, Mu Li could easily take him down with a single dose of medicine powder!
A true man, living between heaven and earth, how can he remain subservient to others for long?
The reason Mu Li entrusted his valuables to Mu She was twofold: firstly, because of his current status as the young leader, which indeed benefited him from Mu She; without this status, it would have been very difficult for Mu Li to obtain the first two treasure chests.
Secondly, he was the only offspring of Mushe, and the wolf head would ultimately belong to him.
Otherwise, Mu Li's halberd would have been ready to strike long ago.
Those who travel through time are the most detached in temperament.
Because this is not his hometown, he is just a tourist here.
Mu Li took out the Xuan-rank advanced movement technique, the Six Ren Movement Technique, and carefully read it after opening it.
An hour later, Muli closed the scroll, his face showing an expression of utter disbelief.
This fighting technique should be taught to fortune tellers.
I can't understand it at all.
Mu Li sighed, put the scroll aside, and began to cultivate his battle qi.
Two hours later, the door to the secret chamber slowly opened.
"Young Commander?"
The servants who were waiting there were dumbfounded to see their master come out so early.
"Go buy me several books on divination and fortune telling, buy a lot, and make sure there's a variety of them."
"yes."
Mu Li walked to the table and opened the important events in the Battle Through the Heavens calendar that he had written down earlier.
"Little Fairy Doctor hasn't left yet, and Xiao Yan hasn't arrived in Green Mountain Town. When will the story begin?"
Muli was somewhat melancholy.
His two major advantages in this world are his exclusive treasure chest and his ability to foresee the plot.
While living a quiet and uneventful life is safe, it doesn't meet Mu Li's standards, nor is it in his nature.
The ambition of Muli to vie for supremacy and claim a kingdom was a long-held aspiration.
In a society governed by the rule of law, Mu Li can only climb the ladder within reasonable limits. There are many constraints, and there are many things he wants to do but cannot do.
However, in the Dou Qi Continent, the strong are respected and the awareness of the law is extremely weak.
Because as long as you are the strong, you can trample on the rules and reshape them.
With enough power, you can have money, status, and anything else you want.
Conversely, if one focuses solely on the development of wealth and the improvement of status while neglecting the enhancement of strength, then everything is merely a castle in the air, a mirage, and will vanish in an instant.
Xiao Yan does indeed possess many valuable items, but Mu Li dares not focus his attention on him.
At least not now.
Putting everything else aside, with that old geezer Yao Chen around, no one below the Dou Huang level can even think about messing with Xiao Yan.
In the early stages, Xiao Yan was practically invincible. Most of the dangers he faced were superficial, a test that Yao Chen was giving him.
If Xiao Yan were truly in mortal danger, Yao Chen would not stand idly by.