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 78: One Cut
"Nier, let this child sleep at your place for the next few days. Once she's better, you can take her around, to keep Ku'er company," Chen Mu said as he carried a girl into the backyard and instructed Wang Ni.
"Yes, Brother Mu," Wang Ni replied softly, eyeing the little girl in Chen Mu's arms with a slight curiosity, but she asked nothing about her origins.
Chen Yue had taught her not to ask too many questions. All she needed to do was follow Chen Mu's orders, a lesson she had well remembered over the years.
The girl had woken up, but still looked extremely weak, curled up in Chen Mu's arms, her barely open eyes lifeless.
Chen Mu carried the girl all the way to the side hall and placed her on Wang Ni's small bed, saying, "Rest well for the next few days. Once your health improves a bit, I'll talk to you about other things."
Weakly, the girl nodded her head with great effort.