SSS-level catastrophe? That's my wife!

The moment the words were spoken.

His figure instantly transformed into a blur, heading straight for the deepest palace within the imperial palace.

After a while.

Inside the deepest part of the palace.

The Empress had just finished uttering her last word.

The old man standing in the hall froze on the spot, almost dropping his pipe, staring wide-eyed and exclaiming in shock:

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"How could that kid possibly be a ninth-tier Awakened!"

"Xiaoman, are you sure you're not joking with me?"

Yu Man responded calmly:

"We had a sparring match, and even with me going all out, I was still at a disadvantage."

"What!?"

Yu Heng's voice rose several decibels again: "You mean, you used...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Man shook her head and interrupted him:

"No, but even if I played all my cards, I still wouldn't be his match."

After hearing this...

The old man's expression shifted between light and dark for a long while.

He brought the pipe to his lips and took a deep drag, his aged voice trembling slightly:

"Thank goodness... thank goodness..."

Yu Man looked at her father, who was in such a distraught state, raised an eyebrow slightly, and asked:

"What's so fortunate?"

The old man forced a bitter smile, tinged with lingering fear.

"When this kid first woke up, I actually wanted to use force to force him to reveal his secrets."

"But then I thought again, there are always people more talented than you, and I've seen some truly extraordinary geniuses before, so I gave up the idea of ​​taking action against him."

"That's really fortunate. If you had actually attacked him, you would probably be in a deep sleep by now."

Yu Man replied in a light and casual tone.

Upon hearing this, Yu Heng froze on the spot again, the pipe he had raised to his mouth hanging in mid-air, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

……

Night was falling.

Inside an old courtyard house in a small border town.

After returning, Lü Ping and Zhang Huai stood in the corner of the room with their heads bowed, barely daring to breathe.

Gu Cang leaned against the headboard, the cigarette between his fingers burning with flickering light.

He took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, his hoarse voice mingling with the swirling smoke:

"You two are really something. If it weren't for the shovels beside you, you definitely wouldn't be seeing the sun tomorrow."

Qinghe's eyes, however, were as cold as ice, his gaze fixed on the two people standing in the corner, and he said in a deep voice:

"Zhang Huai, Lü Ping."

"arrive!"

The two of them tensed up and responded in unison as if by reflex.

"From this day forward, you two are to completely give up any thought of washing my feet."

Qinghe had just finished speaking.

Lu Ping and Zhang Huai exchanged a glance, a hint of conflict flashing in their eyes simultaneously.

"Did you hear that!"

Qinghe's shout suddenly rose in pitch.

The two of them shuddered instantly and quickly shouted in unison:

"Yes, Chief Qinghe!"

Gu Cang couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, then pointed at the two of them:

"Don't look so reluctant, this is for your own good."

"If you really have desires, then go and have a proper relationship to satisfy your needs."

"If you hang out in places like this all the time, you'll all fall into a trap sooner or later."

Just then.

The wooden door to the room creaked open gently.

After Lin Mu walked in, his gaze first fell on Qing He and Gu Cang, and he asked with a smile:

"How is your recovery from your injuries?"

Qinghe immediately sat up straight, his tone full of respect:

"Chief, it no longer affects normal operations, it's just a matter of strength..."

"No rush, it's only a matter of time before we regain our strength."

Lin Mu smiled and waved his hand to interrupt him, then turned his gaze to Gu Cang beside him.

Gu Cang flicked the ash from his cigarette, took another drag, and replied in a hoarse voice:

"My problem isn't serious."

As they were talking.

He then raised his hand, and a bench formed from soil slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

He then added with a smile, "I can use my abilities today."

"it is good."

Lin Mu nodded, his gaze naturally falling on the two people still standing in the corner as punishment:

"The fact that you still have the energy to go to the central capital to get your feet washed shows that your injuries are still too minor."

These words were spoken.

Lu Ping and Zhang Huai's faces paled instantly, their heads were lowered even further, and their backs tensed even more.

"Cough cough..."

Gu Cang coughed twice to smooth things over, then spoke in a serious tone:

"The problem we face now is how to leave this underwater kingdom."

Lin Mu smiled, turned and sat down on the edge of the bed, his tone calm and composed:

"I'll leave tomorrow night."

A flicker of surprise flashed across Gu Cang's eyes, and he instinctively leaned forward, pressing for an answer:

"The shovel wasn't referring to... the deep-sea barrier at the northernmost point..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mu waved his hand to interrupt him:

"The queen of this country has agreed to prepare warships for us that can traverse the deep sea, and we can leave tomorrow night."

"An empress?!"

The moment the words fell.

The pupils of all four people in the room shrank simultaneously, their faces filled with disbelief, almost as if they were hallucinating.

The air became so still that you could hear each other breathing.

Qinghe broke the silence first, his voice still tinged with undisguised shock:

"Chief...you...you do know the Queen of this underwater kingdom?"

As he finished speaking...

Gu Cang, Lü Ping, and Zhang Huai all turned their attention to Lin Mu.

Lin Mu shook his head slightly: "We only met today..."

Before he could finish speaking, a deep voice suddenly boomed from outside the courtyard gate:

"Brothers, I'm back!"

Followed by.

A dark-skinned figure wielding a shovel strode directly into the room.

After sweeping across the entire area, the shovel directly and precisely focused its gaze on Lin Mu.

Then a smirk appeared on his lips, revealing a mischievous grin he couldn't hide:

"Brother, I don't know what's happening inside my body. It feels like I have inexhaustible power!"

He paused for a second.

His smile grew wider and wider, and the light in his eyes was frighteningly bright.

The image of pinning Bai Jue to the ground and beating him up automatically flashed into my mind.

Unable to contain himself, he put his hands on his hips, tilted his head back, and laughed loudly, adding:

"Brother, let's have a full-on sparring match!"

Lin Mu was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then looked up to meet the shovel's eyes, which were filled with fighting spirit, and couldn't help but smile as he asked:

"How should we spar? Should we stop short of a duel, or...?"

With a swift wave of his hand, Tie Shan interrupted him.

"Just attack me without holding back, and I'll give you some pointers depending on the situation."

The voice just fell.

The aura of a mid-stage eighth-order cultivator slowly emanated from his body, causing the surrounding air to become slightly heavier.

"Could you offer some pointers?"

Lin Mu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh out loud, saying:

"Alright, but there's something I'm really curious about. You only recently entered the early eighth rank, so how did you manage to advance directly to the middle rank after just one injury?"