Chapter 50: Aunt Lu

Qin Mu circulated his True Qi and faced the Third Boss at the tenth layer of Qi Cultivation, swinging his fist directly!

Let you taste the strength I’ve built up over fifteen years!

At first, the Third Boss was disdainful, but when he caught Qin Mu’s fist with his palm, his eyes widened.

A surge of tremendous force hit him.

Unbelievable—this was actually the strength of a Qi Cultivation sixth layer!?

Indeed, very few in the Qi Cultivation Stage possessed a physique like Qin Mu’s.

Having consumed countless Pills and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, he had accumulated a lot of Qi Strength within his body.

After eating the Marrow Cleansing Fruit, the medicinal power was unblocked, further strengthening the Jingmai throughout his body.

Combined with Wang Yan’er’s incredibly precise Qi Guiding over the past few days, it could be said that Qin Mu’s physique now rivaled that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

As for the Third Boss, being a mere Bandit, he didn’t have enough resources to temper his body, so naturally, he couldn’t compare to Qin Mu.

Bang!

Both retreated several steps.

Unlike the astonished Third Boss, Qin Mu was excited.

It’s not easy, but finally, I, Qin, can fight to my heart’s content!

“Come again!”

Qin Mu’s expression was eager. He curved his hand into a claw, locking onto the Third Boss’s neck.

After stepping back a few steps, the Third Boss quickly stabilized his breath and relaxed.

The opponent was just a Qi Cultivation sixth layer brat!

True Qi surged as a fierce glint flashed in the Third Boss’s eyes.

“Brat! Don’t get cocky!”

With a furious roar, the Third Boss drew a Magic Tool—a staff nearly two and a half meters long.

Qin Mu saw this and quickly backed away.

As the saying goes, ‘the longer, the stronger’.

He wouldn’t foolishly charge in unarmed.

His gaze locked onto the Storage Pouch at the Third Boss’s waist—it was his own.

When he was tied up earlier, it had been taken from him.

If he wanted to win, he had to retrieve the Storage Pouch.

Unarmed, he couldn’t defeat an enemy with the added power of a Magic Tool; only in physical strength could he still compete.

Qin Mu had thought the Third Boss would be a staff master, but the reality was unexpectedly disappointing.

Not only were his attacks chaotic and uncoordinated, but his speed was also slow enough for Qin Mu to clearly see every move.

Good!

The Third Boss lunged forward—ah!

Qin Mu dodged!

The Third Boss refused to give up, lunging forward again, but Qin Mu dodged once more!

Still refusing to relent, the Third Boss pressed forward again—only to be dodged by Qin Mu yet again!

Aiya! Don’t just keep using A! Use Q!

Qin Mu avoided the whole combo, and the Third Boss, panting with exhaustion, spoke:

“Good kid, you really… have some skill…”

Qin Mu was speechless. This was it?

He’d been taking it so seriously for nothing!

Just as Qin Mu was about to end the fight, the ground beneath him suddenly trembled, and a dark shadow slammed down beside him.

Boom!

Dust flew everywhere.

“Old Three, you still haven’t settled with a Qi Cultivation sixth layer brat?!”

A rough, boisterous voice rang out.

To the Third Boss, it sounded like the whisper of a demon.

Qin Mu heard the voice.

Crap! Isn’t this the First Boss from earlier?

Damn it, he actually came directly!

Thud, thud, thud!

A deep rumbling sounded as a figure appeared, towering like a giant robot, muscles bulging, veins protruding.

Compared to Qin Mu, he only reached the figure’s waist.

The First Boss stared at Qin Mu, eyes shining like a hunter’s. She licked her lips.

“I must say, kid, you’re the most handsome little man I’ve ever seen. Be good and surrender to me—or else…”

Big Sis! Please, stop talking!

It was fine if she kept her mouth shut, but the moment she spoke, that woman’s voice from such a massive body was too much to handle!

At this point, Qin Mu gave up on retrieving his Storage Pouch.

Dealing with the Third Boss was already difficult—add in a Foundation Establishment level First Boss, and his odds of winning were zero.

Run for it!

As Qin Mu stepped back, the First Boss’s figure flashed, blocking the escape route.

“Heh, you escaped once. Do you think you’ll manage a second time?”

Since he couldn’t run, it was all or nothing!

Bet it all—if you’re lucky, a bike turns into a motorcycle!

Qin Mu spun around and charged at the Third Boss, pouring all his strength into his palms as True Qi condensed.

The Third Boss wasn’t a pushover either, swinging his staff directly.

As the staff swung down, Qin Mu didn’t dodge. Instead, he caught it between his palms.

Others caught blades barehanded—he caught an iron staff.

The moment his palms clamped down on the staff, the powerful impact sent his True Qi surging chaotically.

Taking advantage, Qin Mu closed the distance, executing an Iron Mountain Lean on the Third Boss.

Bang!

A muffled thud.

The Third Boss staggered, his stance unstable.

Seizing the moment, Qin Mu tried to snatch back his Storage Pouch.

But as Qin Mu and the Third Boss struggled, the First Boss wasn’t just standing by.

She moved to their side, her massive hand reaching for Qin Mu.

Qin Mu hurriedly dodged backward, watching as the hand loomed larger and larger.

He gritted his teeth and threw a punch.

Boom!

A figure flew backward.

“Hmph! Want to fight me head-on with your body alone? Little man, you’re still too green.”

The First Boss remained unmoved.

On the other side, Qin Mu skidded more than ten meters along the ground before stopping.

“Cough, cough!”

He clutched his chest and coughed a few times.

His punch had landed as if striking steel—only pain remained.

“Surrender obediently. I don’t want to break you, little man.”

The First Boss stepped toward Qin Mu.

Staring at the approaching human Muscle Mountain, Qin Mu panicked inside.

At that moment, he suddenly pointed to the sky.

“Look! UFO!”

“Hm? Oil what?”

The First Boss turned to look.

The sky was empty—not even a bird.

Realizing she’d been tricked again, veins bulged on her forehead as she turned to see the youth running toward the sunset.

Her feet slammed down, blasting two craters into the earth.

Swoosh!

Like an arrow, the First Boss shot forward—it was hard to believe a body that large could move so fast.

What the—so ridiculous!

Qin Mu glanced back.

Damn! Who said strength makes you slow?

He didn’t dare stop for a moment, sprinting at full speed.

Just as the First Boss was about to catch him, space twisted.

Space Power surged, twisting all the space around Qin Mu.

And the First Boss, caught in the spatial distortion, was reduced to… a lump.

Then, space tore open, and a beautiful woman in a purple palace dress stepped out.

Her figure was voluptuous, her beauty ethereal.

A familiar scent drifted to Qin Mu—Peony Petal.

This fragrance—he knew it well!

At that moment, the palace-dressed beauty turned, her calm eyes like a pool of autumn water, clear and bright, fixed on Qin Mu.

They shimmered, radiant and alluring.

Her gaze held many meanings—charm, amusement, mischief.

Her voluptuous form exuded enchantment, lips slightly parted and moist, inviting one closer.

Qin Mu stared at the alluring woman before him, his mouth agape, speechless.

After a moment, he finally calmed down.

“Aunt Lu! Why are you here!?”