Chapter 9 - Mu Qing (1/2)

There was a type of energy in the blood of humans, cultivators, and animals. The energy in the blood of cultivators was the strongest.

Humans and animals had a type of blood that was known as a Blood Seed. Blood Seeds were the essence of blood, and they contained a huge source of energy.

The body of an ordinary person only contained one or two Blood Seeds. The stronger the cultivation of a cultivator, the higher the number of Blood Seeds in their body. Losing a large number of Blood Seeds would cause some health issues, or even death.

The sacred book of Asura was able to cultivate these Blood Seeds into Blood Qi, which can then be cultivated into Vitality to increase one’s strength.

Mu Feng stood up and dragged the mummified corpse to his backyard. He poured some oil onto the corpse and set it ablaze. A few moments later, the corpse turned into a pile of black ashes and was absorbed into the soil as fertilizers for the trees.

This was a dog-eat-dog world. Mu Feng didn’t think that his method was cruel, because in order to survive in this cruel world and to continue his cultivation journey, fighting and killing others was inevitable.

If there was a day where he himself was one of the corpses, he would bear no regrets because this was the path that he had chosen.

In a courtyard that was slightly inferior to Mu Feng’s, a boy dressed in blue robes with a golden belt around his waist was feeding his goldfish.

The boy was about 18 years old and had a handsome face with sharp features. However, his eyes gleamed with a trace of coldness.

He was Mu Qing, the son of Mu Ye and Mu Feng’s elder cousin.

The three servants who escaped from Mu Feng’s courtyard minutes ago were now kneeling beside Mu Qing and describing what had happened.

“No matter what, that servant was a Tong Mai Seventh Sky cultivator. But you’re telling me that he was killed by Mu Feng, who is now a cripple? He really is a piece of trash after all.”

“Come to think of it, that brat just lost his father and his cultivation went down the drain. How could he still behave as such? It seems that he’s still not aware of his current situation. Don’t tell me that he still thinks that he’s a Wudo genius like he was before?”

Mu Qing had a solemn look on his face.

“Exactly, Little Lord Qing. Little Lord Feng had never respected you! He killed that servant to belittle you!”

A servant said angrily.

“Hmph! Who does he think he is to belittle me? If it wasn’t for big uncle, I would have kicked him out of the Mu family myself. You three, come with me. I can’t wait to meet my cousin in person.”

Mu Qing poured all of the fish food into the pool and walked towards Mu Feng’s courtyard with his three servants.

Meanwhile, another young man stepped into Mu Feng’s courtyard. He was strong, muscular, and dressed in black robes. His hair was short and spiky like needles.

His name was Mu Kuang. He was bad-tempered, and his cultivation was quite powerful too. He had a level seven Yuan Gu and was the same age as Mu Feng. He respected Mu Feng the most as he knew that Mu Feng joined the Mu army at a young age. At his age, he had already reached Tong Mai Ninth Sky and was a well-known, talented boy among the younger generation of the Mu family.

“Brother Feng, are you feeling better now?”

Mu Kuang sat down across Mu Feng and asked, full of concern.

Mu Feng smiled lightly and said: “Don’t worry, I won’t die. It’s just my Meta-pulses, haih…”

“Don’t worry about that, Brother Feng. The Lord and the others are finding a cure, so I’m sure that your Meta-pulses will be healed one day.”

Mu Kuang tried to console him, even though he was not good at consoling people.

“Mu Feng!”

At this moment, they heard a shout from outside.

Mu Qing and his servants walked directly into the courtyard while Mu Feng and Mu Kuang stood up instantly.

“Mu Qing, why are you here?”

Mu Kuang stared at Mu Qing and sneered coldly.

“How dare you call me by my name! Who do you think you are? You’re nothing but a branch family member.”

Mu Qing said coldly. Mu Kuang did not belong to the main family, but only a collateral branch. Therefore, his seniority within the Mu family was lower than that of Mu Feng and Mu Qing who were main family members.

“You…”

Mu Kuang was furious.

However, Mu Feng grabbed him by the arm and gave him a light pat. He then looked at Mu Qing and said: “Cut the crap. What brings you here? Don’t tell me that you want this courtyard so desperately?”

“Hmph, the courtyard issue is only a small matter. Mu Feng, you killed one of my servants. What is your problem?!”

Mu Qing said coldly. He dropped the courtyard issue.