Chapter 68: The Mu Family (First Update)

  The sleeves were violently shaken by the strong air, making a rustling sound. Within a short distance, several fire blades shot out from the fingertips, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

  Within a distance of fifty meters, Ye Chen arrived in the blink of an eye. A sharp explosive sound rang out from his chest, and a look of shock flashed across the face of the black-robed youth. This seemingly weak young man in black robes was actually still able to muster such a powerful aura; he truly was a beginning-stage martial artist at the Refining Stage.

  His face suddenly changed, his feet kicked the ground, a loud shout came from his mouth, and his left palm slapped forward fiercely, trying to block Ye Chen.

  The wind attribute true energy suddenly shot out from the soles of his feet, and his figure accelerated again. Ignoring the black shadow's left palm, his left finger, with a flame blade attached to it, continuously poked at the black shadow's chest several times. Several clear finger marks spread across the black shadow's chest, and then the flame blade shot out from the black shadow's chest like a fine needle.

  Blood was compressed, shooting out from the pores, forcibly suppressing the wound on his chest. The black figure's left palm emitted a true energy that enveloped him, striking Ye Chen's chest like lightning, and a massive force transmitted, causing blood to churn, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed wildly from Ye Chen's mouth. The slightly small figure retreated backwards, soft and weak.

  "Looking for death!" The wound on his chest made the black shadow person secretly frown, with a gloomy face and a cold smile slowly appearing at the corner of his mouth.

  "Is that so?" Ye Chen said calmly, the retreating figure suddenly stopped, a thread of strong and fierce true energy leaking from his footprints. The figure burst out again, sweeping past the black shadow person's body, turning back to grasp the sword, the long sword flying out of his hand, transforming into a flowing light, accurately piercing the black shadow person's back at a speed of 100 meters per second.

  The long sword pierced through the black shadow person's entire chest, directly crushing his heart, and the black shadow person's body fell to the ground powerlessly.

  He slowly turned around, wiping away the bloodstains from his mouth, Ye Chen gazed at the corpse that was quickly losing its vitality, a hint of bitterness spreading across his lips.

  Suddenly, several cold shouts came from afar, Ye Chen didn't hesitate at all, his feet jumped up and he crazily rushed towards the pavilion, the remaining true energy in his body frantically circulating like a whirlwind, constantly sprinting until he was thousands of meters away from the battlefield before he dared to slow down and catch his breath. However, at this moment, another wave of dizziness swept over him, the place where the black shadow person had slapped him was burning with pain, and he immediately fell to the ground unconscious.

  The morning sunlight slowly shines into the house, leaving spots of light on the yellowish floor!

  "Where is this? Where am I?"

  In the darkness, Ye Chen woke up from his coma, and the soft sunlight fell on Ye Chen's face, making it hard for him to open his eyes.

  Instinctively covering his eyes with his hand to block the intense light, he slowly opened them again, and a wave of weakness washed over him. His entire body felt like it had been dislocated, and the pain made Ye Chen furrow his brow. The surrounding air was filled with shouts and the sound of swords clashing.

  The entrance was a tent top, eyes swept, long sword placed on one side, emitting a faint cold light.

  His gaze also swept over himself, and he found that the original black martial robe on his body had been replaced. It was clear that during the battle with the dark figure earlier, it had been torn into strips of cloth. At this moment, he was wearing a rather coarse hemp black shirt, and the several wounds on his body had also been treated.

  Looking at the attire on his body, Ye Chen suddenly touched his right hand and only when he found that the Qilin ring was still there did he heavily let out a breath of relief. His right hand weakly grasped the hilt of the sword, lightly moving the blade to produce a clear and melodious sword hum, but at this moment it sounded extremely jarring to Ye Chen's ears.

  He put down the sword and looked at his internal situation. Due to being severely damaged by that black shadow person, Ye Chen's current body had very serious injuries, and even standing up was not possible. It would take about ten days or half a month for the injury to recover.

  At the thought of that dead black figure, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. A cold glint flashed in his dark eyes - this Blood Sword Army would not be spared.

  Helplessly rubbing his forehead, Ye Chen smiled wryly, and his current state was indeed too damn weak.

  The tent flap was suddenly lifted open by a pair of large hands, and soft sunlight poured in through the gap. Immediately, a robust middle-aged man appeared in Ye Chen's line of sight. The middle-aged man saw Ye Chen wake up, and his face involuntarily showed a hint of surprise, then he smiled, scratched the back of his head, and said with a silly tone: "Little brother, you're finally awake!"

  His gaze swept across the middle-aged man's body, and based on the true energy fluctuations emanating from his body, he recognized the man's strength at a glance - Initial Stage of Martial Arts, 8th layer!

  Feeling the sincerity in the middle-aged man's words, Ye Chen smiled and replied: "I just woke up, and you came in!"

  The middle-aged man stared at Ye Chen with a strange gaze and muttered, "It's really strange that he can wake up so quickly after suffering such a severe injury!"

  At the words, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile wryly. The middle-aged man's face turned red as he walked to Ye Chen's side and patted his shoulder with a thick hand, smiling and saying:

  Little brother, you're in good shape to wake up so quickly. My name is Mu Chen. Originally, I was supposed to escort my sister out for training, but unexpectedly, we met here instead. Speaking of which, it's actually your good luck that the demon beast didn't devour you!

  The middle-aged man's strength was not great, but this slap made Ye Chen's mouth twitch.

  "Thank you, Mu Ge, for saving me!" Ye Chen said with great gratitude. He couldn't help but imagine the scene at that time. If it weren't for this person's rescue, he would probably have been eaten by the magical beast as a snack by now. The middle-aged man also noticed his earlier awkwardness and blushed, saying apologetically: "Sorry, I forgot you were injured!"

  After finishing, the middle-aged man couldn't help but look at Ye Chen apologetically. Ye Chen smiled and was gradually moved by the good intentions of the big man in front of him. In this world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, there were few people with kind hearts like his. He smiled casually and said, "It's nothing!"

  "Is this place still a wasteland, Brother Mu?" The slightly chilly atmosphere around him made Ye Chen feel refreshed, and he couldn't help but ask the question that was on his mind.

  "Oh, we're now on the outskirts of the Wasteland!" Mu Chen smiled and immediately looked flustered as he patted Ye Chen's shoulder, saying "Brother has something to attend to, Ye Chen, you rest well first, I'll come find you again tonight!"

  Ye Chen smiled slightly and nodded understandingly: "Mu Ge, you go ahead and take care of things first!"

  With a silly smile, he turned around and lifted the curtain. As he lifted the car curtain, through the gap in between, Ye Chen could see some people wearing warrior robes constantly waving their swords around him, apparently they were the guards of a family, presumably the Mu family that Mu Da Ge had mentioned.

  As Mu Chen left, the tent returned to its former quietness. Ye Chen slowly sat up, leaning against the bed wall, his mind racing with thoughts, an unusual emptiness in his body. The Blood Sword Army must be frantically searching for him within the abandoned domain. Fortunately, no one in the Mu family knew that he was the person being pursued by the Blood Sword Army, or else it would have been disastrous.

  She opened the package beside her bed, took out several red pills and stuffed them into her mouth. The most important thing now was to heal her injuries first, otherwise she would not feel safe in this abandoned place. A strong sense of crisis was approaching, Ye Chen's face tensed up, she let out a long sigh, rubbed her forehead, feeling the emptiness and weakness inside her body.

  Enduring the pain that came from all over his body, he gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged on the bed, with his hands clasped together and his eyes tightly closed. His breathing was steady and powerful, his chest rising and falling slightly, giving off a rhythmic feeling. As time passed during his meditation, the spiritual energy inside the tent slowly rose and finally followed Ye Chen's breathing into his body, transforming into streams of true energy flowing through his meridians.

  It was probably as Mo Chen had expected that no one disturbed Ye Chen for the entire afternoon, and the sounds of swords clashing and shouting around him gradually disappeared...