68: Chapter 68: The Return of the Great Elder 68: Chapter 68: The Return of the Great Elder Mu Can narrated the recent story about the Dragon Clan to Purple Cloud, which left him in silence.
After a long while, Purple Cloud regained his composure and murmured,
“What kind of enemy could force the mighty Dragon Clan to flee their homeland?
It seems there must be a plane higher than the Immortal World that we are unaware of.”
Hearing about the Dragon Clan’s ordeal, Purple Cloud was a bit dazed; however, thinking of the miraculous Reincarnation Pearl, he concluded that planes surpassing the Immortal World must exist.
Mu Can nodded, agreeing with Purple Cloud’s speculation that the invaders of the Dragon Realm must be from another plane.
“You little kid, you’re really lucky, with the Reincarnation Pearl and Divine Level Cultivation Techniques.
If you don’t cultivate diligently, don’t blame your sister for spanking you,” Purple Cloud said with a smile as she looked at Mu Can.
Mu Can felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly said, “Don’t worry, Yun Sister, I will definitely work hard in my cultivation.”
“The better the conditions you have, the harder you must work.
I will be keeping an eye on you,” Purple Cloud said with a cheerful expression.
She feared that Mu Can, with so many aids, might lose himself and his ambition.
Yet, she didn’t know about the grand goal in Mu Can’s heart, which kept him driven and unable to waste any time.
Mu Can ran down Zimu Cliff and headed towards the Mu Family main hall.
“Brother Can,” Mu Family disciples greeted him along the way, and Mu Can responded to each of them.
“Brother Can, the Elder has returned,” a junior member of the Mu Family reported upon his arrival at the hall.
The Elder, an ally of Mu Can within the Mu Family, found an excuse to leave before Mu Zi had acted against Mu Can, which made it easier for Mu Zi to attack Mu Can.
Tell me quickly.” There were only a few in the Mu Family who genuinely cared for Mu Can, and the Elder was certainly the most important among them.
“He’s at the Law Enforcement Hall,” the junior member replied respectfully, knowing well that Mu Can was now unarguably the foremost member of the Mu Family.
The Law Enforcement Hall had been damaged in a previous battle but had since been fully repaired.
Mu Can rushed to the Law Enforcement Hall.
“Great Grandpa,” Mu Can entered and immediately saw the Elder seated in the principal seat, and quickly called out to him.
“Can’er, you have come at the right time, I am currently questioning these people,” It was then that Mu Can noticed people from the Mu Family kneeling underneath, those who had turned against him that day, including the Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.
“Your cultivation?” The Elder, a kind-eyed old man with sympathetic features and white hair, which rather than aging him, added to his immortal aura.
“I’m fine, great grandpa.
Let these people go,” Mu Can wasn’t interested in settling scores with them.
He might have sought punishment before, but now his mind was fully occupied with cultivation.
“Thanks to Can’er pleading for you, go and receive your punishments,” the Elder said coldly as he waved his sleeve.
The people quickly knelt to thank him for the mercy.
The Elder was notoriously strict and impartial; if it weren’t for Mu Can today, their punishment would have been much harsher.
The Elder quickly turned to Mu Can, carefully looked him over, and upon seeing he was unharmed, said,
“Thank goodness you’re alright.
I never expected Mu Zi to be so ruthless.”
Speaking of it, the Elder still seemed quite shaken.
“Right, Great Grandpa, there’s something I need to tell you.” Mu Can gently tugged at the Elder’s arm.
Seeing Mu Can’s serious expression, the Elder knew it must be something urgent.
He followed Mu Can out of the Law Enforcement Hall to a secluded area.
Mu Can then shared all the recent happenings in the Mu Family with the Elder, including the disappearance of the Mu Family’s patriarch.
However, he didn’t mention the affair concerning the Elder of the Martial Pavilion, as it was too shocking.
“Ah, when troubles rain, they pour,” the Elder stroked his beard and remarked with a sigh.
“You intend to leave the Mu Family, don’t you?” The Elder asked with confusion, giving Mu Can a glance.
Mu Can nodded; he did indeed wish to find his father, but with no experts presiding over the Mu Family at the moment, he felt somewhat uneasy.
“Yes, I need to make a trip to Jue Ming Valley.” Mu Can said firmly, nodding his head.
“Go without worries, the Mu Family has me, there will be no chaos,” the Elder said, his tone brimming with confidence.
“Have you reached the Martial King Realm?” Mu Can asked excitedly, knowing if the Elder had reached the Martial King Realm, he wouldn’t have to worry too much.
“Yes, this outing was quite the fortuitous event,” the Elder said with a smiling face.
Little did he know, if he were to know that although Mu Can seemed to have no cultivation, he was capable of contending with a strong warrior of the Martial King Realm, what would he think?
“By the way, why did you lose all your cultivation?” the Elder asked, puzzled again.
Mu Can chuckled dryly, “I destroyed my own cultivation to start over.”
“How foolish, how foolish, how could you be so reckless?” the Elder said with a pained expression.
Seeing this, Mu Can displayed a helpless expression and lightly swung a fist towards a large tree thick enough for three people to embrace together.
With a booming sound, the thick tree fell, stunning the Elder as he watched Mu Can.
“Great-grandfather, actually my strength hasn’t declined, it just appears to be lower,” Mu Can explained with a smile.
The Elder was then relieved.
After chatting with the Elder for a while, Mu Can left contentedly.
In the evening, a figure cloaked in a cape appeared in the largest herbal shop in Pingyun City.
“Heavenly Treasures, what a grand name,” Mu Can had heard that there was such a pharmacy in Pingyun City, reputed to have the most precious medicinal materials within a thousand miles.
However, at that time, Mu Can knew nothing about alchemy, so he never paid any attention.
He pushed the door open and entered; the shop was rather quiet at the moment, with only a few customers selecting various medicinal materials.
“Is your boss here?” a rough voice came from under the cloak.
It was Mu Can who had changed his voice.
“You can talk to me for whatever you need,” the shop assistant said impatiently.
He had seen too many customers who asked for the boss right after entering, but eventually never needed the boss to intervene in their purchases.
Are you in charge?” Mu Can noted the assistant’s impatience and said coldly.
“What do you want to buy then?” the assistant retorted, not one to hold back.
“Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, Ten-Thousand Year Phoenix Perch Parasol Heart,” Mu Can stated the names of two medicinal ingredients lightly.
“Sir, are you sure you can afford these?” Before the assistant could respond, a customer selecting medicinal materials chimed in, his tone thick with sarcasm.
“Ah, there’s always someone who can’t see clearly,” Mu Can thought inwardly.
“Do you also understand medicinal materials, brother?” Mu Can asked, pretending to be eager for advice.
If those who knew Mu Can heard this, they would definitely say that Mu Can was about to trick someone again.
PS: Chapter three, seeking recommendations, follows.
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