Extreme Spirit Chaos Chapter 137 - 134: He Long

Chapter 137: Chapter 134: He Long

Lingyun had been waiting to see what Mu Chen was going to do next, but she accidentally saw his completely naked form. Her face instantly flushed red. "Hmph, shaless pervert."

Lingyun gave Mu Chen’s naked back an annoyed glance. Blushing, she flitted away and vanished deep into the forest, not forgetting to mutter as she left, "So that’s what it looks like down there for a man."

This wasn’t Lingyun’s fault. Although she was nearly thirty, her years of secluded cultivation and foundational research had left her rather naive in both temperant and emotion. As she rarely interacted with others, she was naturally completely clueless about matters between n and won.

"ACHOO!"

Mu Chen, who was soaking in the stream, suddenly sneezed. He frowned. ’Strange, am I catching a cold?’ But on second thought, how could his body possibly catch a cold? Shaking his head, Mu Chen went back to washing himself...

The days that followed were very peaceful. Ever since the Mu Family and the Wang Family had divided the newly acquired territories, the Mu Family’s resources had beco plentiful. Coupled with the many dicinal pills Mu Chen had brought back, the Mu Family’s overall developnt even surpassed the Wang Family’s. However, the Wang Family didn’t seem to mind this in the slightest; it was as if they were happier the stronger the Mu Family beca.

However, what Mu Chen found a little difficult to adjust to was that everyone in the family, from top to bottom, no longer treated him with their previous coldness and disdain. Instead, whenever anyone saw him, their expressions showed reverence, admiration, or concern.

They knew that the blue-haired young man before them was the legendary "good-for-nothing" of the Mu Family. But it was also this sa legendary "good-for-nothing" who, with the bearing of a monstrous prodigy, had successfully saved the Mu Family during its most dire crisis. It was no exaggeration to say that without Mu Chen, there would be no Mu Family.

Therefore, during this period, wherever Mu Chen went, a group of youngsters would stare at him with fervent gazes. One of the most common phrases parents used to teach their children was, "Look at Young Master Chen! At such a young age, he can fight a Martial Spirit expert all by himself. You must all work hard and take Young Master Chen as your role model."

Mu Chen could only shake his head helplessly at this. On a happier note, although the Mu Family’s position had stabilized, the family mbers had not let this series of honors go to their heads and beco arrogant or domineering.

It was just that after his relationship with Mu Bingling was confird, she seed to have beco even clingier. Whenever she had a spare mont, she would stick by Mu Chen’s side. Mu Chen couldn’t help but smile at this. No matter how rational Mu Bingling was, in the face of love, she was still just a woman at heart.

In the blink of an eye, the vacation at ho was over. Today was the tenth day since their return, and it was also the day Mu Chen and Mu Bingling had to go back to the academy. The academy’s carriage had already arrived at the Mu Mansion’s entrance. A fully dressed Mu Chen looked utterly exasperated as he listened to Bi Wan’s nagging, while Mu Bingling stood to the side, watching him with a smile.

"Chen’Er, you have to take good care of yourself at the academy. Even though your body has recovered, you still need to be careful. Don’t get into fights with your classmates; not everything can be solved with force. Now that you have Bing’Er, you must take extra care of her, even though she used to be your sister. Oh, right, are you missing anything? Are you..."

Finally, Mu Chen couldn’t take it anymore. He hurriedly grabbed Bi Wan’s hand and said, "Mom, I know, I know. Please don’t worry. The academy carriage has been waiting for a long ti. You take care of yourself at ho, too. I’m leaving for the academy now."

With that, Mu Chen scrambled onto the carriage as if he were escaping, leaving Bi Wan to roll her eyes and say chidingly, "That child. I wasn’t even finished talking."

"Hahaha..."

The exchange between mother and son made the surrounding Mu Family mbers burst out laughing. For a mont, the originally sad atmosphere of farewell was transford into one of thick, warm affection.

Eventually, the carriage began to move. *A mother always worries for her child traveling far from ho.* At that mont, Bi Wan finally couldn’t hold back her tears. Although Mufeng also looked reluctant to see him go, his face was filled with pride.

"Wan’Er, three years ago, we were still worried about Chen’Er’s health. Now, three years later, we’re considering his future. The boy has grown up..."

"Mm..."

On the carriage, the mont Mu Chen boarded, he felt the little guy in his arms start to squirm. Sure enough, after Mu Bingling got on, the Snow Qilin could no longer bear the boredom and wriggled out of his embrace. One could only imagine the consequences of such a fluffy, pure-white little beast appearing before a girl.

"Wow... What is this? It’s so cute!"

Even Mu Bingling, who was known for her calm and composed deanor, couldn’t help but let her eyes sparkle. She imdiately scooped up the Snow Qilin sitting on Mu Chen’s lap and hugged it. The little furball tilted its head up, looked at Mu Bingling with its golden pupils, and suddenly chirped twice. An ethereal voice instantly echoed in Mu Chen’s mind.

’Mom...’

Mu Chen froze. He suddenly noticed Mu Bingling staring at him blankly with wide, astonished eyes. Mu Chen rubbed his nose. "You heard it too?"

Mu Bingling nodded and turned her gaze to the Snow Qilin, asking tentatively, "Was that you just now?"

’Wuu... Mom, Xiaobai is hungry...’

This ti, Mu Bingling heard it clearly. Although the voice ca from within her own mind, the speaker was indeed the little furball in front of her. However, when Mu Bingling heard the Snow Qilin call her "Mom," her face flushed red and she huffed to herself.

"Your na is Xiaobai?" Mu Bingling was instantly intrigued and started asking one question after another.

It was a good thing the Snow Qilin was patient. It would answer any question, whether it knew the answer or not, and it would always think for a mont before replying. Although sotis even Mu Chen couldn’t understand what it was trying to say, the Snow Qilin was clearly taking Mu Bingling’s questions very seriously.

Watching the two of them in their back-and-forth, an image of a family portrait suddenly appeared in Mu Chen’s mind. Of course, he quickly shook the thought from his head.

’I’m hungry... Dad, you have sothing tasty in your hand.’

The ethereal voice suddenly sounded in Mu Chen’s mind, startling him out of his daydream. Mu Chen turned his head and saw an adorable, expectant look in the Snow Qilin’s golden eyes.

"In my hand?"

Mu Chen looked at his left hand in surprise. There was nothing on it except for two Space Rings. Curious, he opened his palm and asked, "Where’s the tasty food? There’s nothing in my hand."

The Snow Qilin stared fixedly at the rings on Mu Chen’s finger. It placed its short little paws by its mouth, a look of longing in its golden eyes. ’Dad... Can I eat it... It looks really tasty...’

Mu Chen was even more bewildered. ’Could there be so kind of Seal on my hand?’ Deciding to test it out, he said, "Alright."

Having gotten Mu Chen’s permission, the Snow Qilin chirped twice and happily leaped onto his hand. He didn’t know what it did, but he saw its body suddenly dissolve into a puff of mist and vanish from his palm in the blink of an eye. Mu Chen was stunned; he had never encountered a situation like this before. But just as he was about to call out to the Snow Qilin with his thoughts, a white figure suddenly reappeared in his hand. Mu Chen looked—who else could it be but the Snow Qilin that had just disappeared?

"Where did you just go?"

The mont he asked, Mu Chen noticed sothing seed different about the Snow Qilin. Wait! What was that thing in its mouth? It was a fist-sized Silver Crystal. Mu Chen found it extrely familiar at first glance, but by the ti he took a second look, the Silver Crystal had already been swallowed by the Snow Qilin.

Only then did Mu Chen rember what that Silver Crystal was. He cried out in alarm, "Crap!"

Mu Bingling had been watching from the side. Hearing Mu Chen’s cry, she quickly asked, "What’s wrong?"

"This little guy ate the Iron Armor Steel Fang’s Demon Core." Mu Chen looked at the Snow Qilin with a wry smile, his voice filled with helplessness.

Mu Bingling had heard a little about the Iron Armor Steel Fang when Mu Chen recounted his experiences over the past three years, so now she finally understood why he had such an expression. The Iron Armor Steel Fang was a Royal Beast, so its Demon Core was naturally a Sixth-level Demon Core. It wasn’t that a Sixth-level Demon Core was all that precious, but rather that this particular Demon Core held a much more important aning for Mu Chen. But now, it had been swallowed by the Snow Qilin in one gulp. Even Mu Bingling felt a little helpless.

Suddenly, Mu Bingling thought of a very important detail. "Huh? Don’t you normally keep the Iron Armor Steel Fang’s Demon Core in a Storage Ring?"

Mu Chen had been lost in the disappointnt of losing the Iron Armor Steel Fang’s Demon Core. Mu Bingling’s question naturally snapped him out of it. He looked at the Snow Qilin in his arms, which was now looking left and right, completely oblivious to what had just happened. His expression suddenly turned to one of astonishnt.

"That’s right! I always keep the Iron Armor Steel Fang’s Demon Core in this separate Storage Ring and rarely take it out. How did it get it out?"

Mu Bingling blinked her beautiful, big eyes, her expression very calm. "Are you saying it went directly into the Storage Ring and took out the Iron Armor Steel Fang’s Demon Core?"

The more Mu Chen thought about it, the stranger it seed. He decided to focus his Spirit and asked telepathically, "Xiaobai, how did you get into my Storage Ring just now?"

The Snow Qilin, which was looking all around, was startled by Mu Chen’s voice. It turned its head, tilted its body, and said in a naive voice, ’What’s a Storage Ring... Is it tasty?’

Mu Chen rolled his eyes and held his left hand in front of the Snow Qilin. "The Storage Rings are these two black iron rings on my hand."

The Snow Qilin glanced at them, nodded, and chirped twice. ’Oh, oh... I just went right in...’

As it spoke, the Snow Qilin leaped towards the ring on Mu Chen’s hand and, as if vaporizing, entered the Storage Ring. This ti, Mu Chen saw it clearly. The Snow Qilin really did enter the Storage Ring so casually. But another question occurred to him. ’Is it because it has my bloodline, so it can enter any item that has acknowledged

as its master? If so, that would explain it. If not... then it seems I’ve really hit the jackpot.’

As it turned out, this ti the Snow Qilin entered Mu Chen’s ring and decisively erged with a rusty dagger in its mouth. Mu Chen, of course, recognized this dagger—it was the one he had gotten from the armory and had just been looking at a few days ago.

After pulling it out, the Snow Qilin swallowed it in one gulp. But the mont it did, it grimaced, and with a "PTOOEY, PTOOEY," spat it right back out.

Mu Chen looked at the Snow Qilin, not knowing whether to be angry or amused. He scolded, "You little rascal, you’ll stuff anything in your mouth, won’t you? Is that sothing you can eat?"