Chapter Eighty-Seven: Getting to the Bottom of It

  You just casually patted the dust off your body, twisted your butt and sat down on the chair. This little bit of damage was really nothing to write home about for him. After running the Heaven Creation Art for a week, everything would be fine. After all, Gu Qinghan wouldn't truly take drastic measures!

  Suddenly felt something was off on the opposite side, only to raise his head and discover that his third uncle, this great general who had traversed the battlefields, was staring at him with an extremely shocked gaze! No, it should be said that he was staring at him with an extremely frightened gaze; in the depths of his eyes, there was a thick scrutiny, even containing a thread of fear, a thread of astonishment, and a thread of reverence!

  "How on earth... did you manage to do that?" Jun Wu Xie's face sank, her eyes hawk-like as she stared at him: "Who taught you? Who has such skills, is it the legendary Supreme God Xuan's high-handedness?!"

  You suddenly stopped and came to your senses, then burst out laughing. After a while, you raised your wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

  "To cultivate a heroic spirit, one must have the heart to kill!" Jun Wu Xie chuckled: "What Third Uncle truly wants to ask is probably how many people I've killed to reach my current state?"

  From your unintentional expression, Jun Wuji knew that his clever Third Uncle had already seen through something. His instincts could still be suppressed in time, but the signs were still there. Perhaps it was because Gu Qinghan was too limited in his abilities and couldn't detect it, but how could Jun Wuji not see it? As a master of the Earthly Mystic Rank and a seasoned general on the battlefield, he also had the advantage of being an observer, so how could he not understand the underlying reason?

  "You unintentionally let out a cold hum, and sternly said: 'Mo Xie, on the battlefield, killing enemies and taking their lives is an unavoidable matter; but you have never been in the military, yet you've managed to cultivate such a skill for killing people. How did you actually practice it? Such a state of mind cannot be achieved without a large amount of bloody experience, could it be that you...'"

  Your voice trembled with rage: "You've been in the Imperial City for years... did you hone your skills at the cost of ordinary people's lives?"

  "Even a seasoned veteran like Third Uncle would say something so amateurish! The skill of killing doesn't necessarily have to be honed through actual killing." Jun Mo Xie said lightly, "Actually, as long as you can truly familiarize yourself with and understand every bone and joint on the human body, it will come naturally."

  He narrowed his eyes and said, "The human body, regardless of gender, has 206 bones, which means there are also 206 joints! From the thigh up, no matter front or back, left or right, top or bottom, there are vital spots that can kill with one hit! And no matter what kind of move is made, as long as it's executed, there will definitely be a fatal spot exposed that cannot be defended!"

  "When you take action, you must mobilize your bones and use your joints. The parts that bear the most force are the ones being utilized, and at this time, the unutilized parts become weaknesses, fatal weaknesses! Once you find these weaknesses, the parts he is using also become weaknesses! After understanding all of this, finding a position that is most advantageous to yourself and most disadvantageous to your enemy becomes easy! I previously told Grandfather that I wouldn't fight, it was true from the bottom of my heart. If I were to counterattack with full force today, Sister would have died at least a hundred times! I wonder if Third Uncle has counted them all?"

  "Don't look at me with those narrowed eyes, your pearly whites gleaming: 'Can't deny it, I've gotten used to this instinct, the spot where my hand falls is almost always that fatal position! This doesn't seem so strange, does it? In this world, who understands human anatomy better than doctors? But Uncle San, have you ever seen a doctor learn to save lives only after killing too many people?!'"

  "You're being unreasonable!" he exclaimed in anger.

  "You can't be serious, Uncle," he said with a sigh. "Actually, you're very clear about this. From childhood to adulthood, you've basically watched me grow up. Although we haven't met often in the past two years, your family's intelligence organization has detailed records of where I went every day and what I did at every hour. Even when I was...ahem...indulging in carnal pleasures, they recorded the duration, who the woman was, and even investigated her birthdate, family background, and ancestral history up to eighteen generations. Uncle, do you really think I have the skill to kill someone silently? This speculation is truly absurd, isn't it?"

  Your unintentional smile and laughter are all fake, with a stunned expression!

  "Could it be that there really is a born king of killers?" Jun Wu's eyes widened unintentionally, and he suddenly felt a wave of confusion in his mind. This completely overturned his common sense, causing this iron-blooded general to become bewildered as well...

  Jun Mo wiped away a cold sweat, quietly letting out a deep breath. Oh no, I'm going to suffocate! Fooling this Third Uncle of the modern era is really difficult!

  "But you, how can you be so interested in this murderous thing? And your achievements are still so high! This is too... " Jun Wu Yi continued to ask without giving up.

  "Third Uncle, I've never killed anyone since I came to this world." A hint of loneliness and longing flashed in Jun Moxie's eyes; he spread his hands out, with a sincere and genuine expression. This kind of expression was really too authentic, anyone who saw it would immediately know that what he said was absolutely true, from the bottom of his heart!

  This is indeed the truth! However, what Jun Mo Xie said "I, Jun Mo Xie, came to this world" means that he truly accepted this family and started counting from the day he changed his name to Jun Mo Xie. It's only been a few days at most.

  As for the killer who was killed a few days ago, that was the King of Killers, Jun Xie. Not me, Jun Mo Xie. That's two different things, hehe...

  Just then, Ke'er quietly walked over, bowed and said: "Third Master, Young Master; there is someone outside the door who wants to see Third Master, saying that he has an urgent matter to report." As she spoke, she blinked her eyes looking at the mud on Jun Mo Xie's body. Little Luo Li felt a pang of heartache: poor Young Master, being bullied again! Recently, Young Master had become more gentle, and shouldn't have suffered this kind of bullying!

  "Quickly, let him in!"

  Finally came a lifesaver, just in time.

  Before long, a man in a green robe walked in with a steady gait, his footsteps powerful, his eyes sharp and his face calm. Jun Mo Xie sized him up and thought to himself that this person was quite talented, not bad at all.

  "General, we've found out who bought the Nine Leaf Grass."

  "Who is it?" Both Jun Wu Yi and Jun Mo Xie asked in unison.

  "It's... Young Master Tang of the Tang family, Tang Yuan." The man looked up at Jun Moxie with a hint of caution before speaking.

  "Tan Yuan?!" Jun Mo Xie suddenly let out an incredulous cry: "What's the point of this fatty buying Nine Leaf Grass? Is there someone in the Tang Manor who needs this medicinal herb?"

  "This... I don't know for now."

  You didn't say anything, and neither did your uncle or cousin.

  "Could it be... a leak?" Jun murmured unintentionally.

  "Absolutely not!" Jun Mo Xie replied with certainty, then furrowed his brow again: "But why did that fatty want to buy the Nine Leaf Grass? The use of this medicine is quite specialized, it's really puzzling. After thinking for a moment, he looked up and said: "Third Uncle, I remember you saying that there were three stalks of Nine Leaf Grass discovered this time?"

  "Not bad!"

  "It's better to have it in Tang Baozi's hands than anyone else's, I'll think of a way to get him to spit out two stalks! This matter is left to me!" Jun Mo Xie said with confidence. The jade pendant and sword that Tang Baozi had lost at gambling were still being held by himself, if he opened his mouth to exchange for two stalks of medicinal herbs, this fatty would definitely run faster than a rabbit! Consider it as letting this dead fatty pick up a bargain!

  "It's fine." The lord smiled faintly, glanced at his own legs, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. Just one more dose of medicine was needed, the Burning Scripture of the Lotus!

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