I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 770 - 296 Eight Million Taels of Relief Money is Gone 【10,000 Words】_3

Chapter 770: Chapter 296 Eight Million Taels of Relief Money is Gone 【10,000 Words】_3

At that moment, they also knew that the Ninth Prince had definitely recovered from his injuries.

The exceptionally talented and spirited Ninth Prince had returned.

"Everyone, get in position and release your killing intent as I instructed," Mu Rufeng commanded his trusted aides in a stern voice.

"Yes!"

The trusted aides responded loudly and leaped in front of Mu Rufeng, lining up so that each of them could clearly see Mu Rufeng.

A quarter of an hour had passed.

Mu Rufeng repeatedly explained and demonstrated; those with good aptitude had already grasped the basics, while those with poor aptitude were still somewhat confused but had learned the stances.

Martial Arts, unlike Cultivation Techniques, just require practice after entering the door; it all depends on how powerful and fast one can master it.

"You all continue to practice slowly and release the killing intent in your hearts, have you remembered?"

"We have remembered!" everyone responded immediately.

"Liu Feng, you have grasped the basics the fastest, you may teach your brothers on duty when you find the time. Today, I will have someone make a copy of the Secret Manual," Mu Rufeng said.

"Yes, Your Highness!" Liu Feng responded with a fist salute.

Mu Rufeng nodded slightly, then prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Liu Feng stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, have your injuries healed completely?"

"Indeed, my cultivation has also recovered to the Refining Organ Realm," Mu Rufeng nodded and then turned around and left.

Upon hearing this, Liu Feng and the others were immediately filled with excitement.

Although they had guessed that Mu Rufeng’s injuries had healed, hearing him confirm it brought them peace of mind. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

After all, the Ninth Prince was their backbone.

When an army of fifty thousand was destroyed and their close aides and Protectors perished along with their master nearly dying from severe injuries and his cultivation destroyed,

These trusted aides worried about both their prince’s health and their own future and prospects.

They all had families, after all.

"Get your heads in the game and continue practicing. Especially you, Er Gouzi, you were the last to learn the stance," Liu Feng scolded the people.

Liu Feng was at the Refining Organ Realm, initially just a minor leader, but many above him had died, so he had risen to the position, now serving as the Deputy Commander among the trusted aides.

Previously, the other person he had fought against was another Deputy Commander, Wang Chun.

As for the Commander, it was the sole Level 6 Heart Refining Realm’s Zhang Fuquan, who was not here as he was accompanying Liu Ming to investigate the situation with the compensation for the fallen soldiers.

"Yes, Deputy Commander!" the crowd responded hurriedly.

On the other side,

Mu Rufeng almost walked through every part of the mansion, and it was really quite large.

He also went to his treasury to check, hmm, only some hard-to-dispose items were left, the more liquid assets and cash were all gone.

After all, compensating fifty thousand soldiers had completely drained him.

After making a round, Mu Rufeng returned to his chambers.

At that moment, the room was filled with a large table of spiritual food, the scent alone made Mu Rufeng’s stomach rumble.

"Your Highness, the spiritual food is ready," Xiao Cui ran over happily upon seeing Mu Rufeng.

"Hmm? Xiao Cui, just walk properly, why are you running?" Zhang Chun, who followed in behind, saw Xiao Cui’s lively behavior and immediately frowned and scolded.

Seeing it was Zhang Chun, Xiao Cui was immediately so frightened she dared not breathe, then softly called out, "Grandfather Chun."

And just like that, she turned from a lively little girl into a proper young lady.

"Alright, no need to be so strict, Xiao Cui is young, it’s good for her to be lively," Mu Rufeng said with a smile.

"What Your Highness says is correct," Grandfather Chun would not argue with Mu Rufeng, but he would definitely still impose strict rules on Xiao Cui privately.

"Xiao Cui, let Hong Lian and Qing Ya attend to the needs; you didn’t sleep all last night, go rest for a bit."

Mu Rufeng sat down in a chair, and Xiao Cui quickly came forward preparing to add food to Mu Rufeng’s plate, Mu Rufeng immediately spoke up.

"Your Highness, Xiao Cui isn’t tired, I’m very spirited," Xiao Cui shook her head.

"Grandfather Chun," Mu Rufeng ignored Xiao Cui and looked to Zhang Chun.

"Xiao Cui, if His Highness tells you to rest, you go rest," Zhang Chun said sternly.

"Oh, understood, Your Highness, then I will go rest. I will get up at noon, and the wall’s damage will be repaired by servants after Your Highness finishes the spiritual food," Xiao Cui immediately excused herself to leave.

It was still quite early, just around nine o’clock.

"Grandfather Chun, you go ahead with your tasks," Mu Rufeng then said to Zhang Chun.

"Yes, this old servant will take his leave, Hong Lian, Qing Ya, you two attend," Zhang Chun looked towards Hong Lian and Qing Ya standing by.

"Yes, Grandfather Chun," they both responded in unison.

Watching Zhang Chun’s retreating figure, Mu Rufeng also started eating.

It had to be said, the taste of this spiritual food was really quite exquisite, comparable to the taste of meals that cost hundreds of thousands of soul banknotes on the food tablecloth.

And its effect on enhancing vitality was even better.

In just a moment or two, Mu Rufeng had finished the entire table of spiritual food.

After finishing the table, Mu Rufeng felt so full he could hardly move.

Mu Rufeng’s digesting ability was not to be underestimated, and he also remembered he had a certain natural talent.

[Swallowing Heaven and Devouring Earth] this talent could passively increase his digesting ability, and he could also actively engage Swallowing Heaven and Devouring Earth.

When Mu Rufeng activated his ability, his distinctly protruding stomach visibly flattened at a rate visible to the naked eye.