"By the way, since it's not light out yet and breakfast will take some time on my end, Ye Chen, why don't you try out your new power on my vines? It'll make for good morning training."
The old man made this suggestion to the boy.
"Oh? Is that all right?"
Ye Chen's eyes immediately lit up. He truly did need some practice right now.
With a kindly smile, Mu waved the rosewood cane in his hand. Several thick vines promptly emerged at his summons, standing in the sand behind Ye Chen like towering trees.
Curious, Ye Chen rose and walked over to the vines, reaching out to tap their emerald-green bark. He soon discovered that every one of these plants contained a certain degree of Auling Power. In terms of hardness, they far surpassed natural things like rock.
"I've given these vines a certain degree of defensive strength, so don't hold back. Attack with all you've got."
As Mu added this explanation, he took out a variety of colorful tree fruits and placed some of them into a hot pot to cook.
Ye Chen raised his palm and focused his mind. A bright-red sphere of blood emerged from his palm, which he then carefully spread along the edge of his longsword.
Clink!
The moment Ye Chen's blood touched the longsword, it began to flatten itself out and conform to the blade's shape. In the blink of an eye, it had transformed into a thick band of blood that tightly wrapped around the sword's edge.
At that moment, the slender straight sword became a Blood Blade. Crimson light gleamed from it, its edge exposed in all its sharpness, while it exuded an intense chill—as though it wished to tear apart every scrap of flesh that stood in its way. It