C12 This Is the Attitude of Being a Servant?

"Isn't this?" When Mu Yi saw the Stone Symbol on the man's left hand, he was shocked: "Isn't that the Stone Symbol that entered his body?"

"Roar ~"

The man howled at the sky. An earth-shattering power surged out from his body. The scene disappeared as soon as it reached this point.

"Ah!" When the man roared, Mu Yi spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

When Mu Yi fainted, the Stone Symbol that did not react before started to emit a faint glow. Immediately, more and more powerful Power of Devouring surged out, only to see a dense Heaven's Interesting Yuan Qi appear around Mu Yi who fainted on the stone floor, and at the same time, it continuously flowed into Mu Yi's body, the Yuan Qi that entered Mu Yi's body seemed to completely follow the Stone Symbol's instructions, and obediently entered Mu Yi's Pubic Region, turning into pure Yuan Qi. At this moment, the unconscious Mu Yi had no idea what happened to him.

"Oooo ~ ~ Oooo ~ ~"

A few chirps broke the silence of the morning as the morning sunlight shone through layers of mist onto the body of a half-naked youth who was lying on a stone slab. The youth's eyelids twitched a few times, but he did not open his eyes.

"Crackle, crackle ~ ~!"

Mu Yi suddenly opened his eyes. The astonishment in his eyes had not disappeared yet. His right hand propped himself up slightly on the ground and he instantly stood up. Suddenly, his entire body made a "fart fart" sound.

"Ah ~" The moment Mu Yi stood up, he felt a wave of comfort spread all over his body. He couldn't help but moan. After spinning, Mu Yi's expression froze: Body forging eighth level, body forging eighth level? He had broken through last night, but it was body refining sixth level. How could it be body refining eighth level now? Could it be that after he fainted, something had happened that he did not know about? The Pubic Region was brimming with spirit energy. It was nothing like last night.

Mu Yi did not know either, he only remembered last night that the sucked all of the elemental energy in his body empty, and an image appeared in his mind. When the man roared, he suddenly lost consciousness, and thinking back to last night, Mu Yi was shocked by the man who possessed such a powerful strength.

The only information he got was this: The mysterious Stone Symbol in his body was the same as the man. He wondered if it was the same, but why it was not coming out from his own Pubic Region. What if the man was still alive and knew that he had taken his Stone Symbol? Mu Yi didn't dare to think further about it. He wanted to know how many people he could kill without even needing to move a finger to kill him. Thinking about the scene where the man had the power to destroy heaven and earth, Mu Yi shuddered. Mu Yi stopped himself once again.

At this moment, Mu Yi knew that this world wasn't as simple as he thought.

"Bastard. Why didn't you make the water tank and the firewood today? It seems like it's been a few days since I refined your skin, so it's itchy again. " Bang! The wooden door of Mu Yi's yard was kicked open and a roar sounded out.

In the past few years at the Mu Family, because Mu Yi was unable to cultivate, and because he was also a child of a singing prostitute, his position in the Mu Family was low and no one cared about him. Even the servants looked down on this good-for-nothing young master of the Mu Family, but everyone only remembered him as a good-for-nothing.

Usually, when he was in the Mu Family, he would suffer the anger of the young masters and young ladies of the Mu Family, but he could only do it by himself, he had to let the later fix Mu Yi and regain some dignity on this good-for-nothing young master. Sun Xin was a distant relative of Mu Tian's wife, Yan Mei, and relying on his level of Mu Family, he had a good relationship with Mu Tian's wife, his usual domineering style, the servants also did not dare to say anything, but privately, they called him Fatty Sunn, although he was arrogant, but he had the strength of the Ninth Stage of Body Forging. Fatty Sunn was currently in his late thirties, but due to his poor aptitude, he only had Ninth Stage of Body Forging today, so …

At this moment, Mu Yi, who was deep in thought, suddenly came back to his senses when he heard this curse. He couldn't help but frown. Mu Yi hated it when people compared him to a dog and called him a bastard. In the past, he did not have the ability to resist, but once when he fought with Fatty Sunn, he was beaten up so hard that he had to lie in bed for a whole month or so. After that, Mu Yi had been enduring, at that time he was very weak, but now he had reached the eighth stage of Body Tempering, so he could no longer endure Fatty Sunn.

"Hmph, from today onwards, leave these matters to others. Don't look for me." With a cold snort, Mu Yi said to Fatty Sunn.

"Haha, did I hear wrongly? Boy, if you won't do it, don't tell me you want me to do it myself?" Fatty Sunn laughed coldly.

"It's not impossible. "It's a good idea." Mu Yi said.

Hearing Mu Yi's good words, Fatty Sunn's expression turned cold. His right hand formed a claw and he aimed it at Mu Yi's shoulder. Mu Yi's body leaned to the side and easily dodged the attack.

Fatty Sunn was also stunned for a moment and immediately thought that it was just a coincidence. He did not use his own spirit energy and in terms of Mu Family, who didn't know that Mu Yi was a trash that could not cultivate.

"Sun Xin, is this how you should treat young master Mu Family as a servant?" Mu Yi shouted.

"Hmph, Young Master? The Young Master is also referring to someone else, and you are just a piece of trash. " Fatty Sunn was also shocked by Mu Yi's shout, but he immediately became angry: You're just a waste, you dare to yell at me, although you can't kill Mu Yi, but you are crippled, who would care about that.

"Today I will teach you the meaning of rules." Fatty Sunn threw a palm towards Mu Yi.

"Just in time, I will also teach you the rules that a servant should have." Mu Yi waved his fist at him.

BOOM!

He saw that Fatty Sunn, who was at the 8th Body Refinement Layer, was actually forced back by Wu Tie, but Mu Yi didn't move on the spot. Mu Yi was also shocked by this punch, although he had the confidence to defeat Fatty Sunn, who was at the 9th Body Refinement Layer, but he didn't expect his strength to be so strong. This did not seem like the strength a body forging martial artist could possess.

"Eight Duan Qi, how could you?" After exchanging blows, Fatty Sunn understood. A thought arose in his mind. Since then, he didn't have any Yuan Li. It's only been a few days and he has actually cultivated Yuan Li and reached body refining eighth level. What kind of talent is this? If I don't remove it and let it grow, as I have treated him like this in the past, I would have a way to live. But now, with my own Ninth Stage of Body Forging, I have asked him to crush a layer of his body, am I still afraid of him? If I cripple his Pubic Region, then I will let him be a true good-for-nothing for his entire life.

Where all the power of the Martial Cultivator started from the Pubic Region, once it broke, the entire cultivation level of the Pubic Region would disappear and there would not even be a chance to cultivate again.

"Since you are disobedient, then I can only break your Pubic Region, and you can live a useless life." Fatty Sunn appeared in front of Mu Yi in a flash. His hands turned into sabers as he hacked towards Mu Yi's abdomen.

Hearing Fatty Sunn's words, Mu Yi's expression turned cold. The anger that he suppressed in his heart finally exploded. "You want to cripple me? I'll cripple you today!" This time, Mu Yi only wanted to train Fatty Sunn and didn't expect him to be so vicious.

Eight Extremes Fist was used, with a leap, he dodged Fatty Sunn's hand blade and suddenly attacked Fatty Sunn. Fatty Sunn, who missed his attack, was surprised, he did not expect Mu Yi's body to be so fast, and his fists to be so fierce, so he anxiously crossed his hands in front of his chest.

Bang, bang.

Once again, Fatty Sunn was pushed back by Mu Yi, but Mu Yi did not follow up, he threw out the first powerful punch of the Eight Extremes Fist, and stood at his original position. Wu Tie's entire body was covered with Fist Shadow s, with spirit energy continuously gathering on his fists, the Fist Shadow gradually taking the form of a tiger.

Seeing Mu Yi's Fist Arts, Fatty Sunn was also very knowledgeable. What kind of Fist Arts was this, it was so exquisite and high Spirit, way better than the Mu Family's Fist Arts, he must take care of this brat, and force him to hand over the Fist Arts. A chain of thoughts flashed past his mind, but Fatty Sunn did not dare to be negligent at this moment.

With a low growl, Fatty Sunn's hands instantly filled with Yuan power. His hands were like sharp blades, emitting a cold light. He pushed off with his hind legs and drew a ravine. His hands drew a half moon arc as they slashed at Mu Yi.

Mu Yi's entire body was full of vigor. He slightly bent his body and shot out like a fierce tiger...

BOOM!

He hit the trunk of the maple tree in the yard and slid down, shaking off a large amount of leaves. At this moment, Fatty Sunn struggled to stand up, but he helplessly fell down; he was obviously heavily injured.

Mu Yi was also pushed back by the previous collision and kicked backwards to stabilize himself. However, at this time, Mu Yi didn't receive any serious injuries. His chest was stuffy and the blood in his body was churning.

Mu Yi walked slowly towards Fatty Sunn, who was struggling on the ground like a dead pig. At this moment, Fatty Sunn's face was also covered in blood and his face was as white as paper. It was obvious that he had been severely injured by Mu Yi.

"Dog." Looking at Mu Yi, who was walking towards him, Fatty Sunn's eyes were bloodshot. He wanted to swallow Mu Yi whole.

"Ah ~ ~" As soon as Fatty Sunn said that word, a hand grabbed Fatty Sunn's neck and seized the opportunity to lift him up, smashing him into the tree trunk.

"Wow." Fatty Sunn spat a mouthful of blood at Mu Yi, but it was blocked by Mu Yi's elemental energy.

"What are you trying to say?" After grabbing Fatty Sunn's neck and increasing his strength a little, Fatty Sunn let out a black, toothless voice. His eyes were filled with anger as he glared at Mu Yi. If looks could kill, Mu Yi would have died who knows how many times.

"Oh, by the way, did you say that you want to cripple my Pubic Region and make me the trash of my life?" Mu Yi said casually as he looked at the struggling Fatty Sunn's murderous gaze.