Chapter Twenty-Five: Sun Hui

  Mo Feng carefully examined the iron plaque, which was no larger than a palm. The surface was covered in rust spots, and at first glance, it was clear that it was an ancient artifact.

  The front of the iron plaque was engraved with a strange symbol, which was extremely complex. If one looked at it for a little longer, they would feel dizzy and it was very eerie. And this symbol was surprisingly similar to the symbol in Mufeng's palm. The back of the iron plaque had a pattern, but due to its age, it had become blurry and unclear, making it impossible to discern its contents.

  What is this? Mu Feng felt a bit strange in his heart, this iron plaque looked extremely ordinary, but it could actually trigger the reaction of the talisman in his hand, apparently it was not something simple.

  Mufeng had made guesses about the pattern in his palm, but no matter how he fiddled with it, there was no reaction at all. So Mufeng's guess was also unverifiable, but he knew that this pattern must not be simple, otherwise why could only he see it.

  Mufeng took out some Xuan coins from the gray-clothed man's arms, Xuan coins are a common currency in the Holy Xuan Continent, but Mufeng was not moved. A book with a yellow cover caught his attention instead, on which were written four blood-red characters: "Blood Origin Secret Spectrum".

  The entire book exudes a sinister and poisonous aura, seemingly not some orthodox cultivation technique. Mu Feng had no interest in it because he already had two martial arts techniques in his mind, and he didn't believe that the martial arts technique given by Qingfeng Tiān Zūn would be inferior to this Blood Origin Secret Tome.

  Now it seems that in order to figure out what this iron plaque is all about, I can only wake up the gray-clothed man in front of me.

  Mo Feng skillfully treated the wound of the man in gray, applied some medicinal herbs to it, and then tied him up with a grass rope. He held a large knife in his hand and placed it on the man's neck. Only after everything was ready did he wake up the man in gray.

  The man in grey slowly caught his breath and only then discovered that he was tied up to the ground with a big knife placed on his neck.

  "What do you want, little brother?" The man in gray clothes looked at Mu Feng and asked. He saw that his wound had been treated and knew that Mu Feng didn't have the intention to kill him, so he wasn't particularly tense.

  "What's your name?" Mu Feng was somewhat nervous, the hand holding the knife slightly trembling, after all, his opponent was a master of the Nascent Soul stage.

  "Sun Hui!" The man in gray replied succinctly.

  "What is this?" Mu Feng took out the iron token and asked.

  The man in grey saw the young man throw away the Blood Yuan Secret Manual, but instead asked about this ordinary iron plaque, his face filled with confusion, seemingly dazed.

  Mo Feng looked at his expression and thought he was going to play some trick, so she patted the big knife on his neck.

  The man in grey finally came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

  "What, you won't tell the truth?" Mu Feng's face turned ferocious, he also knew that the man in front of him must have lived a life of licking blood off his knife, if he didn't use some tactics to get him to talk, he definitely wouldn't say the truth.

  The man in grey looked at Mu Feng and intentionally put on a frightening expression, but couldn't help but laugh bitterly and say: "This little brother, I really don't know. If you like it, just take it away. As long as you return this Blood Origin Secret Manual to me, that's fine."

  "Where did this 'Blood Origin Secret Tome' come from?" Mu Feng's eyes rolled, looking at Sun Hui who didn't seem to be deceiving him, and then asked again.

  "Little brother, if I say it, can you let me go?" Sun Hui asked Mu Feng back.

  Mo Feng hesitated for a moment, as if he really hadn't thought of what to do with Sun Hui yet. It seemed that the other party had no intention of harming him except for the initial slash, and he didn't seem to have any reason to kill him either, after all, there was no deep-seated hatred between them.

  Sun Hui glanced at Mu Feng and said, "Little brother, don't hide it from me. I'm from the Daxiang Dynasty, but now I'm being pursued by a vengeful family, so I've been fleeing all the way to this place."

  "Is what you're saying true?" Mu Feng asked back, his intuition telling him that things weren't as simple as the man in gray had said.

  "Little brother, if I tell you, it won't do you any good and might even harm you. You're better off not knowing. If you like that iron plaque, just take it." Sun Hui said with a kind intention, looking at the young man in front of him.

  With his strength, it was easy to break free from these bindings. It would also be very easy to kill the young man in front of him who was in the Refining Body realm. However, since he didn't take advantage of the situation earlier and instead treated his own wounds, he chose not to make a move.

  It was clear that Mu Feng also knew this, his keen senses could feel it, the gray-clothed man did not have malicious intentions towards him, from his tone and attitude, he didn't seem like a fugitive.

  Mo Feng sighed, having no experience in the jianghu world, he couldn't get anything out of the gray-clothed man. Even if he put down his knife from Sun Hui's neck and threw it to the ground.

  Sun Hui also slightly applied the mysterious power in his body, and the grass rope instantly broke into several segments.

  "Thank you for saving me, little brother. May I ask your name?" Sun Hui didn't take the previous matter to heart and instead thanked him with a bow.

  "Mo Feng." Mo Feng saw that Sun Hui had no ill intentions and was telling the truth.

  "Little brother, I still have something to attend to. Today's life-saving favor will be repaid another day, farewell." Sun Hui put away the Blood Yuan Secret Spectrum and Xuan Coin on one side, but threw the iron plate at Mu Feng.

  Just two steps away, Sun Hui turned back and said: "Young brother, today's matter must not be spoken of randomly, otherwise you will surely suffer a fatal disaster. In the next few days, it's best if you don't come here again."

  Looking at Sun Hui's back, Mu Feng also had a good impression of this man. However, after turning around and seeing the corpses of the three men in green clothes, Mu Feng quickly left this place of trouble.

  Mo Feng returned home and coincidentally saw Mo Cheng Zhi coming back from the martial arts hall.

  "Dad!" Mu Feng shouted.

  "Hmm!" Mu Chengzhi responded with a murmur, his eyes glancing at the bloodstains on Mu Feng's body, and asked: "You've been to Luoxia Mountain Range again?"

  Mo Feng smiled slightly and nodded. Since Mo Chengzhi had tacitly agreed, Mo Feng no longer needed to sneak around.

  "Dad, can you teach me that Golden Palm technique of yours?" Murong asked hesitantly.

  "Feng Er, martial arts are important, but for a martial artist, their own cultivation is the most crucial. How's your Willow Fist coming along?" Mu Chengzhi said with a heavy heart.

  In the martial arts hall, many young people also have the same idea, but in Mu Chengzhi's view, this idea is a huge mistake.

  High-level martial arts can indeed enhance a warrior's combat effectiveness, but that is on the premise that the gap in cultivation between warriors is not too large. For a cultivator of the Refining Body realm, the most important thing is still to improve their own cultivation. As for martial arts, having one set is enough; having more is useless.

  "Dad, I've already mastered the Willow Fist!" Mu Feng knew Mu Chengzhi's temperament and suspected that this matter was probably doomed, but he still had some lingering hopes.

  "Wind, when you break through to the Huaqi realm with that set of Golden Palm fragments, Dad will teach you again."

  Mu Chengzhi stood up and turned back to the room, leaving Mu Feng with a gloomy face, but he knew that Mu Chengzhi was also doing it all for his own good.

  These days, Mu Feng also listened to Sun Hui's advice and did not go to Luoxia Mountain Range. However, in Hongfeng Town, he also saw several batches of men in green clothes.

  He learned from others' gossip that these men in green robes came from the surrounding Dagan Empire, and it was said that they were not to be underestimated.

  However, those men in green seemed to be afraid of something as well. They didn't stay long in Red Maple Town and left hastily, which made Mufeng put his mind at ease.