Uncle, why are you so impulsive?

It was only then that the maids and wet nurses snapped out of their daze.

In their shock, the maids rushed forward to help Wang Shi up, while the maid named Xiao Yue gritted her teeth, glared at Chen Mu, and walked forward.

She had Wang Shi's permission to practice martial arts. Although she was only a Ninth Rank Martial Artist now, Chen Mu's steps were unsteady, and he hadn't practiced martial arts. Even if he was a man, she could take him down in one go.

But.

Before she could get close, Chen Mu gave her a cold look.

This look instantly made Xiao Yue feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. It was as if the cotton-padded jacket she was wearing had been completely stripped off, leaving her standing naked in the winter snowmelt. A chilling coldness spread from her head to her feet.

What a terrifying look!

She had only seen such a look on the highest-ranking masters in the Xuanguo Estate!

As for the other maids and wet nurses, they were also frightened by Chen Mu's gaze at this moment. They each took a sharp breath and froze in place for a moment, not daring to step forward.

"What are you afraid of? He's just a mere..."

Wang Shi was also intimidated by Chen Mu's gaze, and a chill ran down her spine, but she still gritted her teeth and spoke.

But before she could finish speaking.

Slap!

Another crisp and loud slap. This time, it not only shut her up but also made her vision go black for a moment before she directly fainted.

If it weren't for the two maids supporting her, she would have fallen into the snowmelt again.

All the maids and wet nurses were stiff, not daring to breathe.

"Get out."

Chen Mu said coldly.

Hearing this, the maids and wet nurses felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They scrambled to help up the unconscious Wang Shi and fled the courtyard as if escaping.

Only the two maids and wet nurses who were originally in Ning Shi's courtyard remained, standing there with blank expressions.

Ning Shi had been stunned since Chen Mu made his move. Seeing Chen Mu turn around at this moment, she couldn't help but cover her mouth with one hand, and tears instantly flowed from her eyes. She said:

"Uncle, why are you so impulsive..."

The pillar in her heart had collapsed a long, long time ago, but at that moment, a light silently appeared in her heart again, as if a new pillar had propped it up.

But after she completely came back to her senses, an endless regret surged in her heart. How did she let things turn out like this? If she had reacted faster, she would have had a chance to stop Chen Mu.

"Alright."

Chen Mu walked to Ning Shi's side and comforted her, "Sister-in-law doesn't need to worry about anything. I will handle everything. Sister-in-law was quite frightened today, so go back and rest first."

As he spoke.

Chen Mu reached out and touched Ning Shi's head. It was only when his hand touched the tips of Ning Shi's hair that he suddenly reacted and quickly withdrew his hand after a light touch.

The memories of the past Chen Mu had been affecting him less and less recently, and some of his own modern habits were gradually returning, to the point where he casually gave his little sister-in-law a head pat.

Hmm.

Actually, she wasn't that young.

After all, this era was one where people married at fifteen or sixteen.

Her usual gentleness, dignity, and intellect had masked the fact that Ning Shi was only eighteen. Now that that aura was gone, her young age was suddenly revealed.

But even so, he hadn't met many people like her in his previous life. Ning Shi's nature, where she would rather suffer herself than implicate him, also earned Chen Mu's admiration. Even without the original body's dying obsession, he wouldn't have stood by and done nothing about Ning Shi's situation.

"..."

The maids and wet nurses nearby all saw Chen Mu's unintentional transgression, but they quickly lowered their heads, focusing on their noses and hearts, pretending they saw nothing.

Ning Shi also stiffened slightly, but quickly acted as if nothing had happened, biting her lip and saying, "Does Uncle know that Chen Xing is now a Battalion Commander in the Kyoto Military Camp? I'm afraid he won't let today's matter go easily with Uncle."

Chen Mu chuckled lightly and said, "I've already said it's fine. Is Sister-in-law not believing me?"

"How could I not believe you, it's just..."

Ning Shi looked at Chen Mu with teary eyes. If something were to happen to Chen Mu because of this matter, she wouldn't know how to make up for her mistake.

But when she met Chen Mu's calm and reassuring eyes, the worry in her heart was somehow soothed a lot.

"Alright, it's cold and freezing, and Sister-in-law's vital energy is weak. It's better to go back to your room and rest early."

"I'll head back now too."

Chen Mu simply comforted Ning Shi's spirit, then smiled and nodded, turning to walk outside.

However, when these words reached Ning Shi's ears, they made her slightly stunned. A blush spread from her cheeks all the way to her earlobes, making her feel a little unsteady for a moment.

Vital energy? Weak?

She had indeed been... these past few days... but how could Chen Mu know? And how could he say such a thing?!

"Forget everything Uncle said."

Watching Chen Mu's back disappear outside the courtyard, Ning Shi bit her lip, forcefully calming her emotions. She looked at the maids and wet nurses who had lowered their heads and slowly spoke.

The maids and wet nurses all nodded repeatedly.

On the other side.

Chen Mu didn't know that his words had made Ning Shi misunderstand. His Spirit Sight could indeed see that Ning Shi's vital energy was insufficient, and this had nothing to do with time; it was mostly congenital weakness.

Ordinary nourishing soups and medicines wouldn't be of much use, otherwise, she would have recovered long ago. He would have to find some rare medicinal soups or some special heavenly and earthly Spirit Fruits in the future.

So Chen Mu didn't think too much about it.

Returning to his own courtyard, he came to the small room in the outer courtyard, closed the door, picked up the piece of charcoal again, and looked at the Black Obsidian Iron Ore placed next to it.

People like Chen Xing were not worth his time and effort at all. What he cared about most now was the Flying Sword he was about to refine. Only with a Flying Sword could he truly have a bit of the immortal's charm.

He lit the charcoal.

Chen Mu activated his Spirit Sight, then flicked his finger.

"Gather!"

As Chen Mu's spiritual power erupted, the surrounding spiritual energy immediately surged, rushing towards the tiny flame burning on the charcoal.

The tiny yellow flame suddenly surged in the next moment, instantly turning a deep blue color. Both its temperature and form received a significant boost.

Spirit Flame!

This was something only Sorcerers could control.

Chen Mu didn't hesitate much either. He immediately raised his left hand, and the piece of Black Obsidian Iron Ore silently floated up, landing above the deep blue flame, where it began to be scorched.

Black Obsidian Iron Ore was extremely hard and highly resistant to fire. It often required an excellent furnace and special charcoal to melt it down little by little.

But at this moment.

Under the scorching of that wisp of deep blue Spirit Flame, the entire ore slowly began to glow red at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally becoming completely covered in crimson.

While burning, Chen Mu moved his right hand, controlling it with his mind to expel the impurities one by one, leaving behind only the purest Black Obsidian Iron.

This Black Obsidian Iron was further scorched, becoming increasingly soft, and finally transforming into a mass of crimson iron liquid, floating in the void and constantly changing shape.

Seeing that it was almost ready, Chen Mu gently swiped his finger.

"Separate."

With a swipe of Chen Mu's finger, the mass of crimson iron liquid immediately separated silently, dividing into three equal portions.

These three portions of iron liquid left the Spirit Flame and then, under Chen Mu's control, slowly condensed into shape.

During this process, Chen Mu continuously tempered it with his mind, engraving his own mark into the slowly forming Flying Swords. At the same time, he continuously manipulated spiritual energy to further refine the Black Obsidian Iron, making it sharper and tougher.

Finally.

Three miniature sword blades, only the size of sleeve daggers, appeared in mid-air.

They looked slender and harmless, but that was only from a Martial Artist's perspective. In the hands of a Sorcerer, these were Flying Swords that could easily pierce gold and cut jade, their cold gleam startling ghosts and gods!

Watching the Flying Swords gradually cool, their crimson color slowly fading, Chen Mu thought for a moment, then gently moved his right finger in the air. Immediately, different characters appeared on the hilts of the three Flying Swords.

Heavenly Question!

These were the characters engraved on the first Flying Sword.

On the second Flying Sword, Chen Mu wrote Abyssal Rainbow, and the third was named Tai'a.

In an instant.

As the last stroke fell, the dark red on the three Flying Swords also quickly receded, leaving only faint glows, suspended in the void before Chen Mu, radiating a chilling killing intent.

"Done."

Chen Mu nodded slightly, showing a hint of satisfaction.

As his thought moved, the three Flying Swords immediately drew arcs in the void, like flashes of lightning, easily cutting an iron shovel into scraps.

Moreover, not a sound was made throughout the entire process, as if what was being cut was not metal at all, but a section of rotten and decaying wood.

"Go!"

Chen Mu's thought moved.

Abyssal Rainbow and Tai'a remained still beside him, while Heavenly Question flew out through the window, crossing a hundred steps in an instant and silently piercing the corner of a distant courtyard's eaves!

Although Chen Mu had long been aware of the power of Sorcerers and knew that within the same rank, Sorcerers were invincible, it was only now, truly holding his own Flying Sword and feeling the thunderous might of that single strike, that he genuinely experienced the power of a Sorcerer.

As long as he willed it.

The sword light of the Heavenly Question sword could extend and, with a single thought, cleave a hundred-step-long ravine in the earth!

This was a power far beyond the reach of Martial Artists of the same rank!

Chen Mu spread his hand.

Swish!

A beam of light streaked across.

Heavenly Question returned, aligning with Abyssal Rainbow and Tai'a, hovering above Chen Mu's palm. With a shift of his will, they all vanished into his sleeve.

Chen Mu rose,

and came outside the courtyard.

The vast white snow had begun to fall from the sky again at some unknown time, seemingly no different from the first snow months ago. But the one standing here watching the snow was no longer a mortal.