During the day, Mu Hanyan's words awakened the old drunkard, and the problem that had plagued him for years was solved. By adding the Broken Bone Flower to the herbal wine known as Immortal Drunk, the wine's properties changed completely. Besides strengthening the body and improving cultivation, it also had the miraculous ability to heal injuries.
Although he had been injured for a long time and had not yet been fully healed, he had improved a lot. The bottleneck in his cultivation that had hindered him for many years was broken through in one fell swoop, and his strength reached a new level.
It was no wonder that he looked so happy. Due to the injury, his strength had not improved at all for nearly a hundred years. Now, after drinking only half a gourd of fairy wine, he was able to break through the bottleneck in one fell swoop.
As long as he continues to take this wine and heals his injuries without haste, his strength will definitely improve, and his lifespan, which is already nearing the end of his life, will be extended by more than several decades.
As the saying goes, an old man in the family is like a treasure. The existence of the ancestor is of great significance to the entire family. So when they saw him break through the bottleneck and increase his lifespan, the young and old in the family were also very excited.
"Being able to be loyal to the family is our mission and our honor!" A white-haired old man cried with joy and said to the old drunkard.
"You think this way, and I've paid you back." The old drunkard nodded with satisfaction, and continued, "I've been traveling abroad for these years, and there aren't many decent masters in the clan. It's not easy for you to support this family business. I'm afraid you've suffered a lot of oppression and injustice. Now that I'm back, I will redeem you. Tell me what injustices you've suffered over the years, and I'll redeem you one by one."
"Well, actually, we have lived quite well these years." The white-haired old man said hesitantly.
To be honest, since the ancestor has been gone for so many years, their family has indeed lost its former glory. However, when it comes to oppression, after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, so no one dares to bully them openly.
Even if they were slightly wronged, it wasn't worth bothering the ancestors to intervene. After all, the capital was filled with numerous aristocratic families, and the relationships between them were complex and intertwined. If there weren't any major disputes, it was better to maintain peace and avoid violence.
"Oh, it seems that my reputation is still there, so no one dares to mess with you." Hearing him say this, the old drunkard began to become narcissistic again.
However, he had been depressed for nearly a hundred years. He had finally recovered from his injuries and his strength had improved. He was about to show off and revive his reputation, but he couldn't find anyone to attack. He was still a little disappointed.
"Actually, it's not completely impossible." A little fat man in the crowd said cautiously with a frown on his face.
"Oh, tell me about it." The old drunkard was worried about not being able to find someone to establish his authority over him, but he immediately became interested after hearing what he said.
"Grandfather, I've been bullied so badly. Please help me..." The little fat boy saw the old man's high spirits and knew that this was a good thing. He pretended to be pitiful and cried loudly as he told the story. He exaggerated the story of how he was bullied.
"How dare you, relying on your family background, insult my descendants like this. Don't worry, our ancestors will take care of this matter for you. We will seek justice at dawn." After hearing the little fat boy's crying, the old drunkard flew into a rage, his hair and beard stood on end, and even his red nose became unusually bright red.
Alas! The gray-haired old man sighed secretly. The old man had always been impatient and extremely protective of his shortcomings. After a few sips of wine, he became even more irritable. He had thought that after traveling around the world and cultivating his character for nearly a hundred years, his temper would have improved a bit, but he still had such a hot temper.
Originally, he thought that peace was the most important thing, and even if there were any minor grievances, he would try his best to keep things peaceful and not let the ancestors know. However, he didn't expect that a young man would provoke him into anger.
If this matter gets out of hand, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resolve!
Two days later.
At dawn, Mu Hanyan walked out of the room wearing a brand new white dress.
Although it was still early, the entire Mu Mansion was obviously much more lively than before. Not only were the children of the Mu family in high spirits, but even the servants had happy expressions on their faces.
Today is the day when the clan distributes allowances. The clan members can get good-quality cultivation resources based on how well they complete family tasks. Even servants can get some cultivation resources or cultivation techniques. Although they are far inferior to the clan members, they are still much better than ordinary families.
Huayue, Zirong, and the others also rose, dressed in new clothes, looking somewhat solemn. Today was a big day for the clan, and as Mu Hanyan's personal guards, even if they were not very interested in the clan's share, they could not act too casually.
"You all advanced?" Mu Hanyan noticed the clear light in their eyes and asked in surprise.
"Thanks to the elixirs that the young master gave us, we have all been promoted to tenth-rank great swordsmen." Jiang Yuzhe said happily, with obvious pride in his eyes.
Huayue and Zirong didn't say anything, but they looked proud and their eyes were full of gratitude when they looked at Mu Hanyan.
All three of them were less than twenty years old, but they had already been promoted to tenth-rank great swordsmen. Even compared with the direct descendants of the eight great families whose talents were not too extraordinary, they were not much inferior, or even better than them, not to mention the ordinary family children. They really had reason to be proud.
Of course, they also knew that they were able to achieve what they have today thanks to Mu Hanyan's help. If they were not lucky enough to follow such a master, those priceless pills alone would be enough to make them sigh in despair.
"Congratulations on being promoted to a great swordsman so quickly." Mu Hanyan said sincerely.
I remember that in their previous lives, Zirong and Huayue were promoted to great swordsmen after the age of twenty. In this life, they had obviously avoided many detours, and their path of cultivation was smooth sailing. Seeing them growing stronger, Mu Hanyan was happy for them.
"Young Master, your strength should have improved a bit, right?" Jiang Yuzhe looked at Mu Hanyan carefully and said speculatively.
Although Mu Hanyan did not deliberately release the aura and pressure of a third-level swordsman at this moment, she had a more indifferent and detached air than before. Against the backdrop of her white clothes, she even had a sense of holiness and inviolability.
"Yes, third-level swordsman." Mu Hanyan said calmly.
"What, a third-level swordsman!" Jiang Yuzhe was so surprised that he almost spit in Mu Hanyan's face.
They had a general idea of Mu Hanyan's realm. They remembered that he was still at the first level of Sword Master just two days ago. How did he accidentally reach the third level of Sword Master?
Although they are still at the level of swordsmen, they also know that the higher the level of cultivation, the harder it is to improve. After reaching the level of swordsman, it is even more difficult to advance at every step.
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