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Chapter 1924 - 353: Strange People, Strange Visions

Chapter 1924: Chapter 353: Strange People, Strange Visions

The Dharma Aspect of Primary Qi is an embodiment of Primary Qi. Simply put, it is a communication window set up by Tang Luo in the back mountain.

For the computational ability of a king, it’s just a trivial trick, but it’s enough to meet the daily teaching needs of the disciples in the back mountain.

Usually, Tang Luo devotes at most one ten-thousandth, or even one hundred-thousandth of his attention to this, with most of his attention still immersed in other things.

Therefore, this is also why the Dharma Aspect in the pavilion appears so indifferent and calm, because less attention is given, so the emotional fluctuations are small, but this does not mean Tang Luo knows nothing and there is a delay in receiving messages.

Therefore, after Mu Man reported his life’s true intent, Tang Luo cast a small portion of his consciousness onto the Dharma Body, but when he saw Mu Man, he couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

According to the background of the disciples investigated by the Wind Media Department, this disciple is a bit of an unlucky soul.

Born outside Xinchang County in Mu Family Village, he exhibited divine strength in his youth, loved martial arts, and at the age of five or six, before Foundation Building, he could lift a 60 or 70-pound stone roller and swing it, astonishing those who heard it, proclaiming that Mu Family Village would produce a dragon or phoenix.

Sure enough, once he embarked on the path of cultivation, he progressed rapidly, soon surpassing his peers. After shedding the mortal coil at sixteen, even the mentors who had indulged in cultivation for half a lifetime were no match for him.

Moreover, because he was chivalrous and righteous, with a broad circle of friends, Mu Man’s reputation was resounding. People from far and wide said this person had the semblance of a Martial Ancestor.

At that time, Longzhou had not yet established Unparalleled Academy, and the gap between shedding the mortal coil and the Fierce Realm was a threshold that couldn’t be crossed. In ordinary counties and towns, as long as someone reached unity of spirit and intent, they could be considered a prominent figure.

The Fierce Realm was already the limit of realms in the eyes of country folk, so it’s imaginable how big Mu Man’s fame was.

Later, this news reached the ears of the noble Lao Family in Xinchang County, and they intended to recruit him through marriage, sending emissaries to propose. Originally thinking that mere villagers would prostrate and worship upon seeing the Lao Family, who would have thought that Mu Man was so high-spirited, directly rejecting them.

The Lao Family emissary saw that Mu Man was indeed handsome and mighty, and combined with the fierce nature of Mu Family Village’s people, retreated sullenly. Upon hearing this, Second Master Lao was furious, wanting to teach the young boy who didn’t know his limits a lesson.

But he was persuaded by Elder Master Lao, who said that a spirited horse still needs a good ride, and since Mu Man didn’t want to become a son-in-law, accepting him as a disciple would still be a noble tale.

Yet, on the surface, Second Master Lao agreed, but in his heart, he still held a grudge. Knowing that Mu Man loved to call friends to wrestle with bears in the mountains, Second Master Lao transformed into a ’fortune-teller who speaks with certitude’ and went to wait.

Indeed, when the hunter stumbles upon unexpected fortune, encountering a wandering fortune-teller, they always seek a good fortune, asking about the omens of the path ahead.

But Mu Man, not believing this, stood with arms crossed, showing no expression.

Yet, after the fortune-teller shook his head and made some calculations, he managed to persuade his companions, declaring that the mountains were extremely dangerous.

Mu Man, in high spirits, did not believe this and stepped forward to scold him.

Upon seeing Mu Man, the fortune-teller was even more shocked, saying his brow was dark and a great disaster was imminent, suggesting that to avoid the disaster, he had to leave his hometown and seek refuge with a virtuous family.

Mu Man was even more disbelieving, ordering his followers not to come along, insisting on going up the mountain to hunt bears to prove the fortune-teller wrong.

He went up the mountain with ease, but before reaching the bear’s den, he heard the clanking of iron boots along the mountain path, iron chains clanging ominously, as an iron-armored ghoul blocked the way.

This ghoul, nine feet tall and as mighty as a bear, wore iron armor, gripping a chain in its left hand and a bronze hammer in its right, with a face like black charcoal, mouth and nose reduced to holes, the sunken eyes containing faint yellow flames, and sparse teeth exposed like gaps in a doorway, beneath a throat like an abyss.

Ordinary hunters, seeing such a terrifying ghoul, would surely be scared out of their wits, but Mu Man was undoubtedly different. Upon seeing the iron armor, chains, and bronze hammer, he knew the ghoul was surely being kept by someone.

Plus, with his martial skills emerging, fearless of heaven and earth, he drew his long blade and charged to kill, battling with the ghoul.

The battle cry of a knife clashing with a bronze hammer, trees stumbled, branches snapped, and stones flew about. The ghoul, known for its great power, could crush stones and fell trees with a swing of its bronze hammer, but facing Mu Man with his single knife, it did not hold the advantage due to its unwieldy form against the agile youth. Its armor was being sliced to the chime of sparks flying everywhere.

Fortunately, the ghoul, with its bronze skin and iron bones, was difficult for ordinary swords to damage, and coupled with its heavy iron armor, even though it fell to a disadvantage, it was not really in danger.

Mu Man’s blade, though forged a hundred times, was not a spiritual weapon. After crossing blades with the hefty iron armor hundreds of times, it shattered into several pieces.

Weaponless and barehanded against the iron chains and bronze hammer, Mu Man fought with difficulty but refused to retreat out of bravery. Relying on his agility and immense strength, he engaged in guerilla warfare with the ghoul.

However, the ghoul being a dead thing, required nurturing with yin energy, although possessing great strength, it was not infinite. As the fight prolonged, its yin energy dispersed, and it grew slower and less powerful.

In the heat of battle, Mu Man seized an opportunity to snatch the bronze hammer, bringing it down with a reverse strike, shattering the ghoul’s soul into pieces with just one blow.

Perhaps it was destiny that guided him, the victorious Mu Man suddenly thought about the fortune-teller he encountered at the foot of the mountain, and without resting, turned back and ran.

Running barely a hundred or so feet, he saw the fortune-teller clutching his chest, vomiting blood continuously, furiously approaching.

Having lost the ghoul, Second Master Lao knew he was no match for Mu Man, and threw out a few puppets from his sleeve to hold him back.

These puppets, upon hitting the ground, transformed into wooden figures six to seven feet tall, lumbering toward Mu Man.

But such wooden figures were mere obstacles before a ghoul’s bronze hammer, smashed to pieces in a couple of swings. Second Master Lao, having run a hundred or so steps ahead, turned his head to find the calamity star closing in a few feet behind, terrified and trying to beg for mercy, but the bronze hammer fell with a whoosh, crushing him to pieces.

Poor Second Master Lao, not a word spoken, perished under the hammer.

Watching the demise of the evil Daoist, Mu Man dragged the ghoul back up the mountain, binding it along with the Daoist and the wooden figures with chains, and brought them back to the village.

He retold his encounter on the mountain to his companions, and all who heard were full of admiration until this event reached the boundaries of Xinchang County.

Upon hearing his second brother had died at Mu Man’s hands, Elder Master Lao was incensed, gathering the experts of the Lao Family the very night, driving the ghouls to massacre the village.

Poor Mu Family Village, with over two hundred people, was slaughtered by the ghouls overnight, leaving only Mu Man, who was away drinking and bragging in a neighboring village, to escape the carnage.

After that, the story became quite familiar. The bereaved Mu Man turned into a vengeance demon, specifically targeting members of the Lao Family who were alone.

For years, daily attacks quickly led to the downfall of the once-great clan of Xinchang County, and Mu Man grew stronger during this process.

Ultimately, he personally killed Elder Master Lao and his ghouls, earning renowned fame in the land of Xinchang County. The mere mention of Mu Man would send shivers down anyone’s spine.

Yet, revenge only comforts the departed spirits, unable to soothe the living.

Having lost his purpose, Mu Man became aimless and descended into a wandering warrior until by chance, he ascended the cloud steps and joined the king’s doorstep.

With such a background, having a disciple who could express such words as ’martial arts is not the only path for cultivation,’ how could Tang Luo not be filled with emotion?

’Is this my illusion?’

Mu Man, waiting a long time without a response, thought his words had brought displeasure, nervously looked up to observe the expression on the Dharma Aspect of Primary Qi.

But what should have been emotionless divine eyes, surprisingly contained... affection?