Da Xuan Martial Saint-Chapter 363 - 250 Gathering

He carefully stored away the Kunlun Stone and the Kunlun Jade.

Chen Mu, carrying the Golden Tail Fox, made his way back to Jin Ling’er’s village.

He entered the village silently, passing by the modest bamboo houses, where some villagers were busy with their work, yet none of them noticed his presence.

For Chen Mu now, having mastered the Imperial Qi Concealment Technique, as long as he deliberately concealed his Qi, even those in the Five Viscera Realm would find it extremely difficult to detect him, unless they practiced a Perception Technique and he was within a certain range.

After a few steps,

Chen Mu arrived outside a simple courtyard.

"Ling’er, go with peace of mind. Encountering a master from the Seven Profound Sect is a great fortune. You must go, and leave your mother to the care of your Uncle Si. Don’t worry too much."

"My dear, with your uncle Si’s help, your mother will be fine. If you can learn martial arts at the Seven Profound Sect, practice well. Outdo your Third Uncle, and don’t disappoint those instructors. When you’re in an unfamiliar place outside, be careful in everything you do. Don’t offend anyone and retreat when you can. Avoid taking risks..."

Standing quietly outside the humble house, Chen Mu heard the conversation inside and a constant chattering voice.

"Mhm, mhm, Mother, you must take good care of yourself."

Jin Ling’er responded in a soft voice.

The woman lying in the bed touched Jin Ling’ers head and said, "Although my legs are not very agile, my overall health is still good. When you return with your martial arts skills honed, you’ll be a grown young lady by then, and then you can show them to me."

Chen Mu listened for a while to the chatter coming from the house.

He sensed the Qi for a moment before quietly turning away and heading back to the entrance of the village.

Before long,

he saw Jin Ling’er carrying a bundle, walking out from the village, followed by a send-off from some villagers. The moment she saw Chen Mu standing at the entrance, she immediately called out "Benefactor," prompting the other villagers to kneel before Chen Mu in unison.

Although the mountains were secluded, Chen Mu’s deeds had already spread through the village, and everyone knew he was an important figure from the Seven Profound Sect. No one dared to be negligent, especially upon seeing the Golden Tail Fox that had caused chaos in the village now listlessly carried in his hand. Many people showed a look of reverent awe.

"Are you all packed?"

Chen Mu asked Jin Ling’er with a calm tone.

"Yes."

Jin Ling’er also responded respectfully.

Chen Mu scrutinized her for a moment, as if thinking about something, then suddenly said, "I just went to your house for a round. Your mother’s condition isn’t very good. If you go with me to the Seven Profound Sect, you might not have the chance to see each other again."

Earlier, when he was outside, he had briefly sensed that Jin Ling’er’s mother was in poor health, her Qi-Blood decaying, and she was likely enduring considerable pain. Those seemingly carefree words were mostly forced out with her struggling body. With his judgment, she probably had at most about a year left to live.

The old woman clearly wanted Jin Ling’er to go to the Seven Profound Sect and had purposefully pretended to be alright.

This might fool Jin Ling’er, but not him.

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Perhaps both the old woman and Jin Ling’er’s Uncle Si had good intentions, knowing that learning martial arts at the Seven Profound Sect was a rare opportunity. However, if in the future Jin Ling’er reached the Five Viscera Realm or higher and felt guilty and remorseful, her Martial Arts spirit might never achieve Major Achievement.

Better to resolve any possible future dilemmas now, rather than later. Even if Jin Ling’er eventually chose not to go to the Seven Profound Sect, that would be all right. Practicing martial arts didn’t necessarily make one’s life happier than a lifetime spent in the mountains.

"Ah?"

Jin Ling’er looked at Chen Mu in astonishment.

Chen Mu looked at her quietly and said, "So go back and have another look. The decision is yours to make."

After hearing Chen Mu’s words,

Jin Ling’er almost immediately turned and ran back into the village.

"Don’t go, don’t go! You girl!"

A middle-aged man behind tried to stop her, but he didn’t dare to physically intervene, only shouting twice with a bitter smile on his face. Going to the Seven Profound Sect to learn martial arts was an incredible opportunity. In the big villages at the foot of the mountain, people who had a family member under the Sect’s wing enjoyed great wealth and status.

Some people looked at Chen Mu and said with an awkward smile, "This...Jin Ling’er is still a bit childish. Please, sir, don’t take offense. Let me talk to her again." Continue reading stories on novelbuddy

Chen Mu said indifferently, "None of you should interfere, let her make her own choice."

His words carried an undeniable firmness, along with a subtle pressure, making all present feel a tightness in their breath. They held Chen Mu in even greater reverence, and none of them dared to move.

Chen Mu didn’t pay attention to the crowd, standing still as he looked toward the village behind him.

Shortly,

he sighed softly.

He saw the old woman, leaning on a bamboo stick, staggering to support herself while looking sternly at Jin Ling’er, pushing her outside: "Go, go, go! Hurry on, move!"

"Mother, Mother..."

Jin Ling’er, with her enormous strength, could have easily stopped herself with a little effort, but at this moment, she dared not resist and was pushed out of the house by the old woman, her tears swirling in her eyes.

Looking at this scene from a distance, Chen Mu couldn’t help but remember many years ago how Wang Ni’s grandfather, not wanting to be a burden to her, had hung himself in the house so that he would take Wang Ni in. Although the world could be cold and harsh, there was still familial warmth and affection.

He thought that if he had been just a little kinder back then, Wang Ni’s grandfather wouldn’t have died.

But if he could do it all over again,