Xu Ning stepped forward and patted Han Moyu on the shoulder. "Don't worry! Let your master investigate further!"
Han Moyu said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, Master!"
Xu Ning didn't speak but asked the canopy, "What's going on?"
The canopy said, "He has no cultivation technique and no spiritual root, so he can't stabilize his realm! And without a spiritual root, he can't cultivate any techniques!"
Xu Ning said, "Damn, isn't that a vicious cycle?"
The canopy said, "That's why he tries not to use his spiritual power, especially not at full strength."
Xu Ning asked, "After Foundation Establishnt, can it be stabilized?"
The canopy said, "Yes, but before Golden Core, his cultivation will still regress due to the consumption of spiritual power."
Xu Ning asked, "So, it's best for him to cultivate one major realm at a ti, right?"
The canopy said, "Yes!"
Xu Ning was speechless. This disciple was truly an oddball.
Afterwards, Xu Ning explained the situation to Han Moyu.
Han Moyu was stunned upon hearing this. "If you cultivate immortality but can't use spiritual power, what's the point?"
Xu Ning couldn't help but nod. "Disciple makes a good point. Go ho and stop cultivating!"
Han Moyu was taken aback, then quickly said, "Master, I was wrong. I won't go back. I want to stay with you!"
Xu Ning said, "Then stop making sarcastic remarks!"
At this mont, a commotion suddenly ca from the coffin shop outside.
Xu Ning looked at Han Moyu. "What should we do?"
Han Moyu quickly picked three leaves and threw them out, then said, "Master, my family is looking for . I'm not going back!"
Xu Ning rummaged through his storage bag and found a spirit-grade longsword, which he tossed to Han Moyu. "Here, take care of it yourself. I won't interfere!"
Han Moyu took it, holding it in his hand as if he had made up his mind, then resolutely turned and walked outside.
Xu Ning naturally followed to see the commotion.
Outside, a group of people dressed as servants stood inside the coffin shop, constantly shouting.
Seeing Han Moyu erge, the lead servant grinned maliciously and said, "Third Young Master, Madam wants us to take you back!"
Han Moyu shook his head. "Steward Liu, I'm not going back! I, Han Moyu, sever all ties with the Han family from this day forward."
He spoke lightly to his master, but only he knew how bitter his experiences had been over the years. Imagine, even a servant could yell at him. How could his status in the family be good?
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"That's not up to you!" Steward Liu's face remained ferocious.
Han Moyu remained silent, raising his longsword, looking at the crowd, and swallowing hard.
"Everyone knows, don't hurt him, just arrest him!" Steward Liu waved his hand and said.
A group of servants rushed towards Han Moyu.
Han Moyu quickly channeled his spiritual energy into his longsword and slashed out.
However, he stopped a short distance from his opponent.
The other servants rushed forward, surrounding Han Moyu.
"Womanly compassion! Do you think that just because you're kind to others, they'll be grateful to you?" Xu Ning's voice ca from behind.
"Master!" Han Moyu turned around abruptly, his face filled with difficulty.
Xu Ning spoke softly. "The master has absolute control over the servants. If a servant is disrespectful, the master can decide their life or death!"
Upon hearing this, Han Moyu gripped his sword tightly, then gritted his teeth and swung it.
Thud—
The longsword sliced through the air, blood splattering everywhere, and a head flew off, rolling right in front of Steward Liu.
The surrounding servants, witnessing this scene, were terrified and retreated in panic.
Steward Liu was even more frightened, his face pale and his eyes glazed over.
He had never imagined that the once cowardly Third Young Master would actually kill soone today.
"Whoever has bullied you, I will kill!" Xu Ning spoke again at this mont.
Han Moyu instantly looked up at Steward Liu. Scenes of the other man bullying him over the years flashed through his mind, and the other man's ugly face made his breath catch in his throat.
Without any hesitation, he circulated his spiritual energy throughout his body, raised his longsword, and quickly stepped forward, then swung it down at Steward Liu without hesitation.
Thud—
Steward Liu was instantly cleaved in two by the longsword, utterly dead.
He raised his head, his eyes flashing with ferocity as he looked at the surrounding servants, who imdiately fled in terror.
Looking at the two corpses on the ground, Han Moyu's legs went weak, his already pale face turning even paler.
Turning to Xu Ning, Han Moyu weakly said, "Master!"
Xu Ning tossed him a porcelain bottle. "Take care of it yourself!"
Han Moyu caught the bottle, then couldn't help but say, "Master, if the Han family makes trouble, our little coffin shop might…"
Xu Ning said without turning his head, "I can't take action first, but that doesn't an others can provoke !"
Han Moyu was stunned for a mont, then nodded vigorously. "Yes, Master!"
After Han Moyu finished dealing with the corpses and returned, Xu Ning began to teach him martial arts.
With the Snow Crystal Fruit transforming his body, Han Moyu's martial arts cultivation speed was extrely fast, reaching the third level in one go.
Han Moyu didn't slack off in his cultivation either, constantly using the Sky-Gazing Technique to absorb spiritual energy whenever he had ti.
In his spare ti, Xu Ning taught Han Moyu how to make coffins.
One day, the master and apprentice were painting in the shop.
Of course, this wasn't the kind of paint from Xu Ning's era, but the kind harvested from lacquer trees, which was very expensive.
Suddenly, a group of people arrived at the coffin shop. Leading the group was a dignified and elegant woman, none other than Yue Bixuan, the principal wife of the Han family.
Han Moyu looked up, and fear imdiately flashed in his eyes.
Xu Ning remained unmoved, speaking softly. "Fear stems from an unconquered enemy!"
Han Moyu nodded vigorously, his gaze hardening. "Master, I will make you proud!"
As he spoke, the woman led a group of people to them, then arrogantly declared, "Han Moyu, the master wants you to co back with . The dignified third young master of the Han family, selling coffins here—you've utterly disgraced the Han family!"
Han Moyu slowly shook his head. "Madam Han, I've already severed all ties with the Han family. I'm not going back!"
Yue Bixuan was furious. "This is outrageous! If you don't co back with today, I'll smash this coffin shop!"
Han Moyu abruptly stood up. "You want to smash my master's coffin shop? You're courting death!"
At this mont, all the pent-up frustration and fear exploded. He no longer wanted to tolerate it.
Yue Bixuan, seeing this, scoffed. "What? Scared? If you're scared, co back with !"
Han Moyu slowly picked up the longsword his master had given him and said, "Madam Han, since you're so aggressive, then today, let's settle our scores from all these years!"
Yue Bixuan retorted, "Oh ho! You're settling scores with now? The Han family raised you all these years, and you don't even rember our kindness! Instead, you want to settle scores with !"
Han Moyu suddenly raised his longsword, pointing it at Yue Bixuan, and asked coldly, "My mother's death was caused by you, wasn't it?"
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