”What…”Feeling the Goldensilk Cocoon rattle in his pocket, Fred frowned slightly. He had obtained the Goldensilk Cocoon from the man who attacked the Warlord Academy. However, it had never shown any signs of activity ever since he got his hands on it. It had been silent all this while.Rita did not know much about the Goldensilk Cocoon either and did not know what to make of it. Much against their expectations, the Goldensilk Cocoon in Fred’s pocket began to stir when he approached Rita's father.Fred wondered if the mystic poison in Rita’s father’s system was related to the Goldensilk Cocoon in his pocket. He immediately fished it out."What's happening?" The people around them were unfamiliar with what a Goldensilk Cocoon was, but they knew of mystic poison. When they saw Fred take out the Goldensilk Cocoon, they were all astonished with how unusual it looked. “Master? What is it?" Rita approached Fred and asked.The Goldensilk Cocoon was something renowned in South Carlos.
About ten more minutes passed before Fred stood up and looked at Rita. "I used inner energy and created needles to clear several of your father’s blocked acupoints. This will stimulate his recovery. "So, he should be fine now. He’ll just feel a little weak and need some rest to recover.”"Really?"Rita's nerves had been on edge ever since Fred started treating her father. Even though she knew he possessed Ancient Medicine teachings and rare medical skills, she was still afraid something might happen to her father.When she heard Fred say this, she felt the weight lift off her. Then, Rita immediately implored the villagers present to help gather the medicinal herbs listed in Fred’s prescription. They quickly prepared them while she stayed by her father's side.Fred took his leave after having successfully treated Rita’s father. He requested Nasuo to look for a house that was next to Rita’s for him to rest so as not to disturb Rita. He was not fatigued considering the level of his
Mysticwielders…There was a trace of fear and panic on Rita’s face when she said they were coming. She had been hiding from them ever since she was a child, after all. Not only that, the Blackvine and Whitevine clans had previously controlled her, even implanting a mystic poison in her father. If Fred had not come today, he might have already passed away. Such long-standing fear was not easy to overcome so quickly."What’s wrong? Are you afraid?" Fred looked at Rita, smiling slightly.Rita was momentarily stunned at the question but then suddenly realized her situation. What was she afraid of anyway? Her teacher was a living legend, the revered Great One—the world's number one! Not only that, he possessed the true teachings of Ancient Medicine. The enemy would not even be able to one up him with mystic arts. With this in mind, she no longer needed to be that fearful. "That's the spirit.”There was no need for Rita to say anything as Fred could clearly see the change in her
The old man did not even bother finishing what he was trying to say and just sighed lightly. It was evident to the naked eye that two blurry figures had appeared outside the village. They were slowly getting closer. As they did, they spoke to one another, with the younger of the two saying, "Brother, are you sure it's a mystic cry? If it is, we’ll be achieving great things this time!"His name was Crysan Dion, and he was one of the King of Mystic Poison’s disciples. He happened to be passing by this place with his senior brother, Sagan, when they suddenly sensed a mystic cry. They immediately rushed over. When Sagan heard what Crysan said, he immediately licked his lips and sneered. "Didn’t you sense the Goldensilk Cocoons inside us vibrate? Hehe, they only sense the presence of mature Goldensilk Cocoons to elicit a mystic cry. Also, take a look at this village ahead. Do you know what that place is?""I know. Isn't this the village of that little bitch, Rita?"Crysan laughed a
"Chief!"The villagers present gasped in shock when Crysan slapped the old man to the ground. Everyone knew it was normal that trouble followed Sagan and Crysan whenever they came to the village. However, it was still infuriating and humiliating for them that one of them had lashed out violently over such a trivial reason. He did it just because the old man had not knelt before talking to him. No living person in the world would ever be willing to grovel before others. However, they also knew that facing the arrival of these two mysticwielders, they were powerless. These terrifying beings could easily take their lives with a mere flick of their fingers.Thus, fear took over the villagers' faces despite their initial anger. "Chief…”Standing behind the crowd, Rita clenched her teeth when she saw how the man had struck the chief. Hatred was filling her being at this moment, and it was directed toward Crysan and Sagan. However, a few of the villagers were holding her back tight
In a moment fraught with tension, Chief's mind was racing. Of all the people he wished would remain hidden, Rita and Fred topped the list. Their presence could turn the already dangerous situation into a catastrophe. The sheer aura of the Mysticwielders in the room was overwhelming, like storm clouds threatening a deluge. If they even got a hint of Fred's connection to the ancient healing arts, the future of South Carlos would become clouded with fearful uncertainty. "Fred, what are you doing here? Did I not tell you to stay away?" Chief's voice echoed with a mix of frustration and desperation. Like a protective elder, he turned to Sagan and Crysan Dion, "Gentlemen, the young man standing before you is my own flesh and blood—he’s my nephew. His intrusion was merely out of concern for my well-being. Please, let him be. Excuse his recklessness." Sagan Dion raised an eyebrow, a faint smirk appearing on his face. "Your nephew, you say?" His words oozed sarcasm, but it was his nex
Time seemed to stand still. As eyes fluttered open, the faces of the onlookers were ghostly white, their expressions etched with dread. The first sight that greeted them was the chilling crimson splatter, stark against the ground, and the horrifying spectacle of a severed arm. Some mournfully shook their heads, the weight of the scene pressing down on them. This, they believed, was the price for underestimating the powerful Mysticwielders. Rita rushed forward, a desperate cry escaping her lips. "Sir, are you...are you..." Her words caught in her throat as she looked at him. There stood Fred, untouched and unblemished, his arms casually resting behind him. His clothes? Not even a crease. "How..." Rita's mind raced, struggling to comprehend. If it was not Fred's arm sprawled on the earth, then whose? A haunting scream resonated throughout the village, casting puzzled looks in its wake. There, to everyone's astonishment, was Cyrsan Dion, who had just vowed to cut off Fred's arm. N
Even bullets, when shot at him, would simply bounce off. So, when confronted with Fred's aggressive move, Sagan chose not to dodge. He met the challenge head-on, his eyes gleaming with malice. His strategy was straightforward. He intended to take on Fred’s attack with his iron-like resilience, hoping to snap Fred's arm as retaliation in the brief moment when Fred was committed to his move. He was terribly wrong. The moment Sagan's body met Fred's palm, terror painted his face. In that split second, he felt the overwhelming force in that palm hitting him. The power was so great compared to his own that he could do nothing but surrender to the inevitable impact, his body yielding to the unrelenting strength. Without even a chance to cry out, Sagan was obliterated, leaving behind just the Goldensilk Cocoon inside him—a relic identical to one Fred had acquired earlier, which was now securely in Fred’s grip. A life taken! A prize claimed! All in a mere heartbeat. Sagan
Marciella walking away did not bode well with the giant snake. Marciella was its food! How could it accept that its food had escaped?Marciella had not moved far yet. She reluctantly looked back at Fred.She did not know how Fred would handle the River God. She could only hope Fred would be okay!When Fred saw that she had left, he geared up, rubbing his palms in glee. He had an eager look on his face, which confused the giant snake.It was the snake’s first time meeting a man like Fred!How strange indeed!At this time!Suddenly, Fred said with hostility etched on his face, "Hey, Big Snake, what are you going to do now?"The snake's attention was entirely focused on him, which seemed off to Fred."What I’m going to do?"The giant snake fixated its eyes on Fred. It felt that it could handle a human like Fred easily.“I’m going to kill you with one bite! How dare you look down on me like this!"The giant snake rushed toward Fred fiercely at a speed so fast that no one could
Fred was annoyed by the giant snake's arrogant tone. Fred squinted his eyes at the snake and asked in confusion, "Why are you making that face?"“Huh?"The giant snake was shocked. He thought that Fred would submit to him, but to his surprise, Fred was not shaken at all.The snake was about to lose his temper.“Dirty snake, haven't I made myself clear enough? I think you are probably sleep-talking if you want me to hand over my people to you..." Fred said impatiently.At this moment…Feeling that it was being ridiculed, the snake said suddenly, "You punk, this is the first time anyone spoke to me this way. What is your name?"“Me?"Fred was stunned subconsciously, not knowing what the snake wanted. Suddenly, he understood.“Did you want to know my name so you can remember me, bow down before me, and become my follower? Sure, I’ll give you that chance!"He was adding fuel to the fire. The giant snake almost spat out blood in anger!"What? You want me to follow an immature bei
Huh!?Putting aside Marciella, even Fred could not hide his shock as a giant snake appeared from under the water!A giant snake!How could it be!?Fred's eyes widened at the sheer size of the snake. "A Giant Snake… Is this the so-called River God?"Moreover, the size was humongous. The snake must be at least ten stories high!What a huge snake!Fred finally understood why he felt a powerful force under the water!There was a sharp glint in the giant snake’s eyes! That was the blinking light from time to time!"Who comes here? Are you from the village? Who do you plan to sacrifice to me this time?" As soon as the giant snake spoke, Fred realized that this was not the first time it had done this.The snake seemed familiar with the ritual process. Obviously, the villagers had witnessed this giant snake before. This was the meeting between the two sides! Fred felt uncomfortable at this. As for the giant snake, it felt bemused when it saw Fred. The snake had never seen Fred befo
Fred was going to risk it all to open this girl's eyes!The force from the punch was extraordinary! As soon as the tree was hit by the seismic fist, it fell immediately and the whole tree split neatly in two!Marciella was dumbfounded!Although she knew how powerful Fred was, to witness his power was a different thing entirely!"Master Fred, your power is insane!"Marciella could not help but applaud.Fred seemed indifferent, as though he had no feeling at all about this."Is it? Why do you think so?"He looked so indifferent.For Ancient Martial Arts, things did not get any simpler than this!"You’re so strong. Anyway, I don’t doubt you anymore..." Marciella sighed, suddenly feeling very sad. "This is the reward of being educated. If we were more knowledgeable, we wouldn’t be so clueless.”"Haha, if you can't solve your issues, your descendants can work harder," Fred said with a wink.Marciella said, "Mr. Fred, I needed to ask you something! What if our luck was changed ju
What Fred said aroused her curiosity."What does it look like when you offer a sacrifice?"Fred knew he could not speak of this matter. Sure enough, Marciella felt a little downcast after Fred said the words. She did not know why Fred would say such a thing. Suddenly, Fred felt bad about it.He coughed and said, "Don't think too much about it... I just want to find a clue. Maybe we could find a solution. Why does it never rain in your village?""Huh?"Marciella's eyes, which were still a little dejected, suddenly realized what was important and asked hurriedly, "Mr. Fred, are you saying that the reason why it never rains in our village is because someone is behind it?"Although Fred was unwilling to admit it, he could not help but nod. "Yes, this is exactly what you thought!""For real?!"Marciella felt hopeful again when she heard this. She said hastily, "The thing you asked about is pretty simple. You can just check out that place!""That place?"Fred turned around to see w
Marciella found herself nodding in agreement with Fred's harsh assessment. "You're spot on," she said. "That woman is nothing but vile!"Seeing Marciella's reaction, a rare smile crossed Fred's face as he nodded back. "Glad you see it my way," he said.What caught Fred off guard was the villagers' reaction. One by one, their faces turned ashen with despair.It seemed to them that nothing could be worse than the predicament they were facing. The absence of the witch spelled doom for the village—it was like their last shred of hope had vanished. They had all put their faith in her to charm the River God into blessing them with rain, which would have brought some peace to their troubled lives. However, now their chances seemed to have dried up just like their fields. Fred stood there, his face a mask of serenity amidst the chaos.In the moments that followed, the village chief was a picture of despair, his only option was to send everyone home while he racked his brain for a backup pl
"What?"Fred did not even have time to blink before the witch suddenly made a move.It was like a bomb went off.Kaboom!Then, she was dead!Fred dusted off his hands, even surprising himself with his lack of tolerance for the witch.Now, though, he had a real headache. He had planned to clear the air with the witch and lay out the past so everyone would know the full picture.He thought that might just turn things around.The situation changed when she vanished, and Fred's plans were completely derailed. Then again, changing the villagers' minds was not going to be a walk in the park anyway. They were pretty set in their ways, thanks to all the stuff they had been fed.As such, just talking it out might not cut it. Heck, it could even mess with history!With the witch out of the equation, Fred figured he might as well try a different tactic. Maybe if he took out the guy in the cloak and worked his own magic to bring some rain, it could save a lot of hassle. The more he thoug
"No way!"The witch bristled with defiance. She could not accept that she was no match for Fred.As she noticed Fred's focus was locked on her, a sly idea popped up in her mind.Before she could act on it, though, she found herself pinned against the wall by Fred in a flash...Her face contorted in disbelief. She was pinned so tightly that she could not even move!The witch was completely overpowered, her heart racing with panic.How could he be so much stronger than her?Fred, on the other hand, seemed unfazed."What's going through your head? You don't seriously think you can take me on, do you?" Fred asked, his voice laced with skepticism.The witch felt utterly trapped, as if at any second, Fred might just finish her off."Look, I messed up, okay? Can we not do this? I'm old, just a pile of brittle bones—I can't take this kind of rough treatment!" the witch pleaded with Fred, trying a new tactic to get through to him.Fred was not falling for it. He looked at her with a
"Heh, I caught on to you a while back, you know. You've been tailing me, and I'm pretty sure you're here for me. Plus, you don't have the look of someone from our village. That means you are an outsider, and I'm your target, right? Listen, man, we don't have any beef with each other, so why are you sticking your nose where it doesn't belong?"The witch had sensed the raw power rolling off Fred, and it was enough to send shivers down her spine!At that moment, she knew that challenging Fred was not going to be a walk in the park! If she had spotted him earlier in the forest, it would not have been good news for her. For starters, she had no clue how many tricks Fred had up his sleeve, and if he took her down, she and her buddy would be toast.However, the witch was not about to let Fred take her out without a fight! She racked her brain and finally settled on one strategy!She would try to sweet-talk him, hoping Fred would fall for her words just like everyone else, and fall into he