Da Xuan Martial Saint
A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.
Chapter 183: The Smelter
"It is but a little more experience, not worthy of Lord Chen's praise."
Upon hearing Chen Mu's words, Yan Guang's expression eased quite a bit. Indeed, Chen Mu was just as the rumors had described: young and exceptionally talented, yet he conducted himself with a calm and peaceful demeanor, showing none of the rashness often seen in youth. He did not criticize all of Yan Guang's arrangements at the outset just to demonstrate the authority of the Metropolitan Commander of the Inspectorate, nor did he rashly make changes.
The more he thought about it, the more Yan Guang wished that Chen Mu had been born into the Xue Family. If only Chen Mu had been a Xie... No, bearing the name Yan would have been even better.