Urban Super Medical Sage
Chapter 1075 - 1073: You’re Too Wasteful (3rd Update)

Chapter 1075: Chapter 1073: You’re Too Wasteful (3rd Update)

"Hmph, kid, although I know you want to rope me into staying by your side to protect you, you’ve convinced me." Old Mu grumbled, somewhat displeased, but he had to admit, Su Chen’s offer was very tempting.

Old Mu, who desired nothing, just happened to be interested in other planes and the Sword Spirit.

Both of which Su Chen could offer.

"Haha... Old Mu, rest assured, I have some strength too. Usually, with small fry, you won’t need to interfere; I can handle them myself." Su Chen laughed heartily, in a great mood, not only acquiring the Sword Spirit but also convincing a super strong ally!

Big win.

Really a big win.

Soon.

Su Chen and Old Mu walked out of the Forbidden Grounds Cave.

He Shoudao had been waiting outside the entire time.

Seeing Su Chen and Old Mu coming out together, He Shoudao was a bit curious, "So fast?"

"Young Master Su, how did it go?"

"The Sword Spirit has chosen Su Chen. I’ve also chosen Su Chen." Before Su Chen could speak, Old Mu continued, "From now on, the Sword Spirit will stay by Su Chen’s side, and I will also stay with Su Chen."

"Ah?" He Shoudao was almost faint with shock; this news was too astounding!!!

The Sword Spirit was the most mysterious and terrifying Supreme Treasure of the Cloud Sword Sect.

The Forbidden Area Old Man was the Cloud Sword Sect’s most terrifying powerhouse, the most enigmatic existence.

Then both have suddenly left, following Su Chen instead?

For hundreds of thousands of years since the Cloud Sword Sect was founded, the Forbidden Area Old Man and the Sword Spirit were always there!

"Alright, this is good news. From now on, this kid could be considered half the sect leader of the Cloud Sword Sect." Old Mu said with indifference, "There’s nothing to lose. The Cloud Sword Sect might even profit from this."

He Shoudao was silent, left with only a bitter smile.

The die had been cast.

Could he even disagree?

Could he refute what Old Mu and the Sword Spirit have decided?

He could only comfort himself, considering Su Chen half of the Cloud Sword Sect’s chief.

But deep down, he thought more about quickly setting up Ji Yu with Su Chen, only then could he feel at ease.

"Alright, you may leave." Old Mu waved his hand at He Shoudao, completely dismissively, and He Shoudao dared not show any dissatisfaction, as Old Mu’s status was too high – an Old Monster among Old Monsters, with the greatest strength.

He Shoudao could only leave.

Not long after.

The Tianyun Pavilion.

Su Chen and Old Mu were sitting opposite each other.

Playing chess.

"Old Mu, why play chess?" Su Chen was puzzled.

"To guide you." Old Mu stroked his beard, snorting lightly.

"Guide me?" Su Chen was initially delighted, then became a bit curious, "Do I have any shortcomings?"

"Too many shortcomings." Old Mu sneered.

Su Chen not only wasn’t angry, but his expression became serious, "Please feel free to tell me, Old Mu."

"Let’s play chess first." Old Mu kept some suspense.

Su Chen could only restrain his curiosity.

Next, they played chess.

Su Chen’s chess style was open and aggressive, reckless and brutal, with no defense, only attack, charging ahead as if blinded by red.

While Old Mu was like a gentle breeze, calm and composed, attacking and defending.

In the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Su Chen had lost.

"Where did you lose?" Old Mu asked.

"Only attack, no defense." Su Chen stated honestly.

"No." However, Old Mu directly shook his head, "Only attacking, without defending, is your characteristic, your strength."

"Huh?" Su Chen was puzzled, "Then why did I lose?"

"Lost because your chess skills can’t match mine."

Su Chen was speechless, wasn’t that obvious?!!!

At the same moment, Old Mu disappeared.

Leaving Su Chen alone at the chessboard.

Su Chen was thinking.

"My chess skills couldn’t match Old Mu? Lost because of this?" Su Chen carefully contemplated Old Mu’s meaning. Someone like Old Mu, the Old Monster, surely wouldn’t speak nonsense; it must have a special meaning.

"Chess skills? Chess skills? Chess skills? Are my shortcomings in the art of combat? What if someone else possesses the same Divine Demon Bloodline, Physical Strength, or Divine Mansion as me? Would I still be their opponent?" After a long time, suddenly, Su Chen’s eyes lit up, coming to a sudden realization.

Where were Su Chen’s shortcomings?

Not in his defensive power; he has an Undying Body.

Not in destructive power; he has Three Powers Transformation, Divine Power Compression, Mysterious Beast Bone, etc., with horrifying destructive power.

Precisely in combat technique, the artistry of fighting.

"It seems I’ve always been relying on my overwhelmingly strong nature to crush my battles." Su Chen squinted, talking to himself.

What is overwhelmingly strong nature? Isn’t it just Strength, Bloodline, Divine Mansion, etc.?

Whereas the true battle technique was ignored.

If speaking of combat techniques, Su Chen’s only thing worth mentioning was the Sword Rhyme.

Other than that, almost zero.

"Jiuyou. I’ve realized." Su Chen took a deep breath and stood up, "I should enhance my combat techniques."

A simple truth.

Su Chen was like a person with a monthly income of hundreds of thousands, so he wanted to eat delicious food and solved it with a meal costing three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand.

This was Su Chen’s domineering, bullying; it’s the terribleness, and superiority of Divine Mansion, Divine Demon Bloodline, etc.

But if Su Chen’s monthly income was only three thousand? Can he still eat those delicious foods? Very difficult.

But, for Old Mu, even with a monthly income of three thousand, he might succeed, because Old Mu learned how to bargain, save money, and use the least amount of money to taste the best food?

In fact, Su Chen could also intuitively feel that Old Mu’s talent for martial cultivation wasn’t particularly good; at least, he probably didn’t have an Undying Body, Sword Rhyme, etc., yet Old Mu gave him a lethal danger.

"I’ve been wasting it." Su Chen said with a wry smile, "Not precise enough."

"Kid, have you realized?" Just then, Old Mu appeared again.

"Yes, I’ve realized." Su Chen nodded.

"Indeed, you were too wasteful. Not precise, not artistic, not skillful enough. Let’s take Sword Rhyme. Such a terrifying, defying thing, and you just simply used it to enhance the sword, what a waste!" Old Mu said with some heartache.

Sword Rhyme!

This stuff, one in billions.

It has many significant uses.

In the end, Su Chen was acting like a spoiled child with good things, wasting it by just enhancing the sword, as if someone got a thousand-year-old ginseng and bit it like a carrot, what’s the difference?

"Please guide me, Old Mu!" Su Chen stood up, bowed respectfully, and said sincerely.

"Follow me." Old Mu said, then disappeared.

Su Chen followed suit and disappeared.

Soon after.

The old and the young appeared deep in the back mountains of the Cloud Sword Sect.

In front of them was a stream.

A clear and transparent stream.

The water flowed gently, pristinely beautiful.

"Do you see it?" Old Mu pointed to the stream, "Fish."

"I see it." Su Chen nodded. Indeed, he saw it, but the fish were so small, much smaller than the silver fish in Suzhou’s Tai Lake on Earth Huaxia, only about two centimeters long and two millimeters wide, almost completely transparent. If you didn’t look closely, you couldn’t really see them.