Chapter 78: Attributes That Affect Comprehension!

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Attributes That Affect Comprehension!

Seeing this scene, Fang Xu was dumbfounded!

The flashing arrows indicated that the corpses of Zhu Hao and the other five were nearby!

"They’re dead," he thought. "Could their corpses have run back on their own!?"

"Fang Xu?"

As he hesitated, a familiar voice called out from behind him.

"Crown Prince?" Fang Xu turned around, looking in astonishment at Li Xun, whose face was wrapped in bandages, and the Golden Scale Guards who were all bearing injuries. "What... happened to you?"

What surprised him wasn’t the injuries on Li Xun and his men, but the fact that they had returned.

Stared at by Fang Xu, Li Xun’s expression shifted. He immediately waved a hand, unwilling to mention what he had encountered.

Fang Xu didn’t dare to ask further. He glanced at the handcart being pulled by the Golden Scale Guards and saw over a dozen corpses piled on it, instantly feeling a surge of joy.

"Are my six ’good friends’ among these corpses?" he wondered.

"Let me give you a hand!" Fang Xu hurriedly stepped forward, taking the cart handles from an injured Golden Scale Guard to help transport the corpses to the Yizhuang.

"There’s no rush," Li Xun said. "These Golden Scale Guards were attacked by a shaman and poisoned by snake venom. It’s quite bizarre. I need to take them back for my father to examine."

"Poisoned?" Fang Xu thought.

He glanced at the corpses on the cart behind him. Their faces were a dark, purplish-black, clearly the result of lethal poison. Without hesitation, he pulled the cart and followed Li Xun toward the Government Office.

Upon arriving at the Fenglin Town Government Office, he eagerly helped the Golden Scale Guards carry the corpses down from the cart one by one.

[Touched Zhu Hao’s corpse. Gained 60 points of Strength Attribute!]

[Touched Zhao Kai’s corpse. Gained 65 points of Strength Attribute!]

[Touched Kong Xiang’s corpse. Gained 75 points of Strength Attribute!]

...

A series of notifications appeared before Fang Xu. Three hundred points of strength surged continuously into his body, making him so comfortable he almost groaned aloud.

[Strength Attribute has reached 500 points. Status panel unlocked.]

Suddenly, a brand-new page appeared on the virtual light screen before him.

Fang Xu scanned it.

[Name]: Fang Xu

[Realm]: Martial Disciple Third Realm

Bonus Strength Attribute: 505

Bonus Life Attribute: 278

Bonus Agility Attribute: 0

Bonus Spirit Attribute: 0

"Is this my status panel?" he wondered.

Fang Xu looked at the values in confusion. So far, it seemed he had only obtained the strength and life attributes; he truly hadn’t gained any agility or spirit attributes yet.

Just as he was about to study what each category on the panel represented, Li Xun’s voice rang out.

"There is nothing more for you to do here. You may leave."

Fang Xu snapped back to reality. He gave Li Xun a slight bow with cupped hands and left the Government Office.

On his way back to Zhiyuan Hall, he called up his attribute panel again, carefully reading the explanations next to each stat.

Much like the games he had played in his past life, the Strength Attribute primarily affected his physical toughness and attack power, while the Life Attribute governed his maximum vitality and lifespan.

Agility affected his flexibility and burst speed, and Spirit...

Seeing the Spirit category, Fang Xu froze!

According to its description, this stat directly influenced his comprehension ability!

Having witnessed Chu Muyun’s comprehension firsthand, Fang Xu knew that compared to those with extraordinary innate talent, his own comprehension was likely lacking. This would undoubtedly limit his future growth.

But now, since the attribute panel had a Spirit Attribute category, it meant that as long as he continued to make friends, he would eventually gain spirit points!

"Poor talent?" he scoffed inwardly. "Not a problem! I’ve got a cheat!"

After his secret rejoicing, a new thought sprang to mind.

The Tilan Mountain ruins were already open to the public. Recently, many Martial Artists from the surrounding areas had gradually been arriving in Fenglin Town...

"Fang Xu." Walking and thinking, Fang Xu had unknowingly arrived at Zhiyuan Hall.

At the main entrance, Lu Qingluo was supporting Chu Muyun as she practiced standing. Upon seeing Fang Xu, Chu Muyun called out happily, "Fang Xu, I’ve been standing for a quarter of an hour and I don’t feel tired yet!"

Putting aside his thoughts, Fang Xu walked up slowly and praised, "Not bad. Keep it up!"

"Qingluo, did you feed Mu Yun Blood Food?" Fang Xu asked, turning to look at Lu Qingluo.

Lu Qingluo nodded. "High-grade Blood Food. The blood vitality in first-tier Blood Food is too potent; she can’t handle it yet."

In truth, given Chu Muyun’s current physical condition, even high-grade Blood Food was a bit much for her. Every time she consumed it, the process of the blood vitality scouring her blocked meridians was incredibly agonizing.

However, Chu Muyun’s fortitude and endurance were enough to leave both Lu Qingluo and Fang Xu astounded. Even when the pain left her drenched in sweat and she bit her lips until they bled, she never uttered a single sound, forcibly enduring the unbearable torment.

Fang Xu and Lu Qingluo had tried to persuade her not to push herself so hard and to start with low-grade Blood Food instead. But Chu Muyun wanted to recover sooner. Unwilling to be a burden, she insisted on taking the high-grade Blood Food.

"I’ll guide Mu Yun through some more practice. There’s food left for you in the pot, as well as some stewed Blood Food. Go eat," Lu Qingluo said softly, then added, "Mu Yun cooked the food."

Fang Xu couldn’t help but laugh, prompting Lu Qingluo to raise a hand in mock anger.

Beating a hasty retreat, he went to the kitchen, had a simple meal, and then ate the stewed Blood Food. By the time he finished, Lu Qingluo and Chu Muyun had returned.

"Qingluo, Mu Yun, try not to go out these days unless absolutely necessary," Fang Xu said, his expression grave. "More and more foreign Martial Artists are flooding into Fenglin Town, and the Seventh Prince, Li Xingchao, doesn’t seem to have any intention of stepping forward to keep them in check. Who knows if some eccentric and unruly Martial Artists might cause trouble in town? Chu Muyun possesses the Pill Fragrance Sacred Body, and both of you are strikingly beautiful. It’s best to be careful."

Lu Qingluo seemed aware of the complex situation as well. She nodded solemnly and said, "Starting tomorrow, Mu Yun and I will stay home. You be careful out there."

Fang Xu nodded. He fetched a basin of hot water to wash Chu Muyun’s feet, gave her a massage, and then excused himself, claiming he was returning to his room to cultivate.

Only after Chu Muyun and Lu Qingluo were both asleep did he quietly leave Zhiyuan Hall and head to Mrs. Wang’s home.

When he reached out and touched Mrs. Wang’s arm, Fang Xu realized that she had actually broken through to the Blood Refining Realm.

Before becoming a Martial Artist, an ordinary person needed to pass through three minor realms: Refining Blood and Flesh, Bone Refining, and Refining Viscera. Perhaps because the people of this world possessed inherently strong genetics, as long as they had an ample supply of Blood Food, it wasn’t too difficult for an ordinary person to step into the Blood Refining Realm or Bone Refining Realm.

Ever since he stepped into the Martial Disciple realm, the nearly thousand catties of low-grade Blood Food left in Fang Xu’s home had mostly been eaten by Mrs. Wang and Chu Muyun. Coupled with some of the Blood Food scraps from the Blood Food Shop—which Lu Zhiyuan generously allowed the staff to divide among themselves—Mrs. Wang had consumed quite a lot recently.

"Well? Has my body gotten a bit stronger?" Dressed in sheer gauze that partially obscured her graceful curves, Mrs. Wang raised an elegant eyebrow and narrowed her eyes. She tilted her smooth chin upward, revealing a long, slender neck that looked incredibly alluring.

Looking at her delicate collarbones, Fang Xu smiled faintly. "I won’t know until I test it."

That night, Mrs. Wang, now in the Blood Refining Realm, tried her best to cater to him at first, wanting to keep up with Fang Xu’s rhythm. But gradually, she realized that he was far stronger than before. Eventually, after she begged for mercy in every way possible, Fang Xu ended the battle, still somewhat unsatisfied.

"Martial Artists are no good..." Mrs. Wang, completely limp and feeling as though her bones were about to fall apart, looked at Fang Xu beside her and complained coquettishly.

Fang Xu smiled faintly, saying nothing.

A long time later, as his hand teased Mrs. Wang, Fang Xu said gravely, "Try not to go out much these days, Mrs. Wang. Fenglin Town is about to descend into chaos."

Mrs. Wang paused slightly, then nodded obediently. "I understand."

The next day, before dawn had broken, Fang Xu hurried back to Zhiyuan Hall. He couldn’t let either Lu Qingluo or Chu Muyun know about his relationship with Mrs. Wang.

After cultivating for a while in the Martial Arts Arena, Fang Xu prepared breakfast. Taking advantage of the fact that the two women hadn’t woken up yet, he headed out once again.