Second Brother, You've Struck It Rich

Even the best medicinal baths, combined with demon meat rich in blood energy, couldn't possibly produce a Ninth Rank Martial Artist in just a few days.

To condense the first strand of blood energy and step into the Ninth Rank realm in such a short time, there are only two possibilities. One is an extremely rare heaven and earth spiritual fruit, which upon consumption can forcibly improve aptitude and even elevate one's realm.

But such spiritual fruits are worth a fortune. Not to mention how difficult it would be for Chen Mu to obtain one, even if he did, it's unlikely he would consume it just to break through to the Ninth Rank; that would be far too wasteful.

Therefore.

There is only one truth.

"What do you mean 'that thing'?"

Chen Mu chuckled, nodding slightly. "That's right, I am a Sorcerer."

His simple admission caused Chen Yao's large eyes to widen instantly, so much so that you could even see the light shimmering within them.

A Sorcerer!

Chen Yao knew the significance of a Sorcerer's identity all too well!

"What rank?"

Chen Yao blinked.

Chen Mu thought for a moment before answering, "Sixth Rank."

Chen Yao slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath to calm herself, then opened them again, her large eyes filled with a brilliant light:

"Second Brother, you've struck it rich!"

The Da Yuan court is a complex web of forces, including the noble lineage, the imperial family and royal lineage, the Eunuch Party led by Zhao Gao, and finally the civil official lineage led by the Chancellor.

Those who can stand apart from these, uncontrolled by any faction, are only the Sorcerers of the Directorate of Celestial Observation and the seven Second Grade Martial Dao experts who are regarded as the 'Pillars of the Nation'!

If it were an Eighth or Ninth Rank Sorcerer, that would be one thing; the major powers could still exert some influence. But Chen Mu is a Sixth Rank, above the Seventh Rank!

Currently, there are no Second Grade Sorcerers in Da Yuan. The highest rank in the Directorate of Celestial Observation is only Third Rank, and there are only two of them. Similarly, there are not many Fourth, Fifth, or Sixth Rank Sorcerers. Sixth Rank is already considered a high position!

"Stop being so jumpy."

Chen Mu shook his head, casually waving his sleeve.

The door behind Chen Yao closed instantly.

"Second Brother, you're too much. You're already a Sorcerer, yet you kept it hidden, making me worry for so many days for nothing. But if Chen Xing wants to cause you trouble this time, he's going to hit a brick wall."

Chen Yao's eyes sparkled as she spoke with a grin. Aside from a hint of envy, there was no jealousy at all, only happiness and joy.

When they were young, both Chen Wu and Chen Mu took great care of her. After Chen Wu's accident, she was in pain for a long time, and Chen Mu became dejected because of it. She didn't know what she could do to help Chen Mu.

Now seeing that Chen Mu has not only recovered but also become a one-in-a-million Sorcerer, her joy is naturally heartfelt.

"Let him be."

Chen Mu shook his head indifferently.

He didn't care about Chen Xing at all. To him now, Chen Xing was just a weed by the roadside. If he wasn't an eyesore, he had no interest in bothering with him. If he insisted on being an eyesore, he would simply pull him out.

Chen Yao moved closer, almost pressing against Chen Mu's arm, blinking her eyes, full of curiosity as she said:

"What does it feel like to be a Sorcerer? What exactly is Spirit Sight? I heard Spirit Sight can see through walls directly, so can it see through clothes too? In Second Brother's eyes, do I look like I'm not wearing any clothes?"

Chen Mu listened as Chen Yao's words became more and more outrageous. He reached out and tapped her on the head, saying with a mix of exasperation and amusement, "How can you say such things? Are you some rough and tumble person from the outside world, or a proper young lady from the Xuanguo Estate?"

Chen Yao stuck out her tongue and said, "I was just curious."

Chen Mu shook his head and said, "Under Spirit Sight, the entire world is like a Netherworld ghost realm. Everything external is just a skeleton covered in flesh and powder."

Hearing Chen Mu's words, Chen Yao also shook her head, saying disappointedly, "That's too bad."

"?"

Chen Mu felt question marks popping up above his head.

In his memory, ever since Chen Wu died, Chen Mu had become very dejected, rarely interacting with the outside world, and hadn't spent much time with Chen Yao. Chen Yao's changes in these past few years were simply earth-shattering; she was almost trending towards becoming a lawless female demon.

"If only you could see clearly, Second Brother could find a wife who is the type to bring prosperity to her husband, and you'd know about any situations..."

Chen Yao continued speaking disappointedly, and then she couldn't make any sound anymore.

After her mouth closed, it was sealed by a force. She tried to pry it open with her small hands but couldn't.

After struggling for a long time without being able to open her mouth, Chen Yao finally looked at Chen Mu pitifully, showing a look of admitting fault and begging for mercy.

Chen Mu had already sat down at the nearby table to drink tea. Seeing Chen Yao's appearance, he moved his thoughts and released his control over her.

Although Chen Yao was an Eighth Rank Martial Artist, she had no power to resist in front of a Sixth Rank Sorcerer, like an infant facing an adult, who could be manipulated at will with a single thought.

"...Hoo, hoo!"

As soon as Chen Yao opened her mouth, she took several deep breaths, showing a look of relief. She mumbled, "Second Brother, you can't bully people like this. If you have the guts, let's spar in the Martial Dao."

Chen Mu took a sip of tea and said, "Okay, sure. I'll spar with you in the Martial Dao in a month."

Chen Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Even low-grade Sorcerers of the Eighth or Ninth Rank, as long as they were willing to practice martial arts, their speed would be incredibly fast, let alone Chen Mu who was Sixth Rank. He would probably easily reach the Seventh Rank level in a month.

Just then.

Chen Mu turned his head to look at Chen Yao, his gaze sweeping over her.

Chen Yao blinked, not hiding anything, and even puffed out her chest, saying, "What are you looking at, Second Brother? I'm not inferior to any other woman. It's just a shame that my heart belongs to the Martial Dao now, and I won't be getting married."

Chen Mu ignored Chen Yao's words. After a moment of thought, he said:

"Come here, strike a pose."

"What are you going to do, Second Brother?"

Chen Yao immediately brought her arms up to cover herself, looking at Chen Mu warily.

But Chen Mu just looked at her and didn't say anything.

Chen Yao and Chen Mu stared at each other for a moment, big eyes meeting small eyes, and finally, she gave in, saying, "Alright, alright... Thank you, Second Brother!"

Of course, she knew what Chen Mu meant by asking her to strike a pose.

There was no one in this world who could correct standing postures better than a Sorcerer. Even a Third Rank Grandmaster wouldn't be able to see as clearly as a Sorcerer's Spirit Sight.

The transcendent status of Sorcerers stems from various factors, including their ability to correct Martial Artists' stance postures and adjust them to the most suitable position for the individual.

Which force doesn't need to cultivate talent?

In the major princely and marquis estates, when direct descendants practice martial arts, they often invite Sorcerers from the Directorate of Celestial Observation to tailor the best stance plan for the individual. They might even specially arrange a training room, adjusting it to the most suitable layout.

However, even princely and marquis estates find it difficult to invite Sorcerers above the Seventh Rank. They usually only manage to invite Eighth or Ninth Rank Sorcerers, who only possess the most basic Spirit Sight and can make minor adjustments.

Without much hesitation.

Chen Yao directly assumed a stance in front of Chen Mu.

The young girl stood on her left leg, bending her right leg back until it was close to her spine. Her hands were crossed behind her neck, intertwined with her right ankle. Then, her left knee bent slightly, stopping after reaching a certain arc.