The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 532 Mr. A! (Please Subscribe)

The second floor of the Pure Heart Retreat Center in Hillston.

"Clang, clang, clang~"

The crisp sound of dice striking the dice cup echoed in the lounge.

"boom!"

Mu Sheng slammed the dice cup onto the table, but instead of opening it, he picked up a flowerpot from the side.

"Shredded Pork, let's do a divination: odd or even?"

"Wow~"

The face-shaped rose took a deep breath, strained its cheeks, and began to bulge its flower head.

puff!puff!puff!
Petals grew out from below the face, mingling with the original rose petals.

"The shredded pork is delicious, I'm starting now."

Mu Sheng smiled and touched the face of the rose, then pinched a petal with his fingers and plucked it off with force.

"Odd number!"

He casually tossed the petal aside, then grabbed another petal and yanked it out forcefully.

Even numbers!

"Odd, even, odd."

As each petal was plucked, the face rose was soon reduced to a bare, human-faced flower head.

"The last one, an odd number!"

After setting the flowerpot down, Mu Sheng grabbed the dice cup next to him and flipped it open.

"Four, five, six, odd number, divination successful!"

Seeing that the dice roll matched the result of the face-and-rose divination, Mu Sheng smiled with satisfaction.

His training—or rather, his individualized instruction—was not in vain; the human-faced rose finally graduated.

"Well done, Shredded Pork, go and rest!"

Mu Sheng scratched the face of the rose with his middle finger, then carried the flowerpot to the window and placed it in the sunlight.

After doing all that, he collected the scattered rose petals on the table and put them in a glass bottle.

These are petals from a 'fortune teller' rose. Regardless of their monetary value, they're quite good for making tea.

Musheng has been using these flower petals to make tea lately, and I must say, it tastes pretty good.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was someone knocking on the door of the lounge.

"Master, Baroness Margaret has arrived and is waiting for you in the meditation room!"

"I know, I'll be there right away."

After receiving Mu Sheng's reply, the maid outside quickly left.

"It's time to get to work again."

Mu Sheng habitually touched his lower back: "We need to finalize the framework of Sequence 6 as soon as possible, otherwise my body won't be able to handle it."

He now receives an average of seven or eight students a day, with each student's session lasting from thirty minutes to an hour.

After a day of hard work, it's no easier than being a laborer at the docks.

After stripping off all his clothes and putting on a white robe, Mu Sheng pushed open the door to the lounge and walked out.

A few minutes later, a strange, gurgling sound came from the meditation room next door.

"Waaah~"

The rose with a human face on the windowsill suddenly came to life, its slender stems emerging from the soil and skillfully prying open the window to climb out.

Clinging to the wall, the face rose carefully moved to the window next door and peered inside through its flowerpot.

In the pure white room, two figures dressed in white robes overlapped under the gaze of the rose-faced figure.

The white robe fluttered in the wind, constantly changing its shape.

Sometimes it looks like a chair, sometimes like a snail, sometimes like a cart, and sometimes like an arched bridge.
The rose with the human face became mesmerized as it gazed at the constantly changing, strange shapes.

"Yah~"

Time passed slowly, and summer came to an end. In mid-August, the heat in the air of Backlund gradually subsided.

Sunlight streamed through the glass window and fell on Musheng's face.

"Uh-huh~"

Mu Sheng slowly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and stretched.

"Is it this time already?"

I looked up at the wall clock; the hour hand pointed to the number nine.

"Fighting seven people at once is too exhausting!"

Mu Sheng seriously reflected on his actions and resolved that he could no longer indulge in such behavior.

Over the past month, the Pure Heart Retreat Society has grown stronger, and relaxing the mind and body through spiritual practice has become a daily activity for the ladies of Backlund.

The number of students who have enrolled in the in-depth spiritual retreat course alone has reached more than one hundred.

Just yesterday, Mu Sheng attended a private gathering hosted by several students, leading them into a deep spiritual practice where they experienced a sense of unbridled freedom.

It was because he had used up a lot of spiritual energy last night that Mu Sheng was able to sleep so late today.

"It's Monday again. It's been a while since I've attended one. I'll check out the tarot session this afternoon!"

"It's been over a month, and we still haven't found a single piece of information about 'The Hanged Man' and Miss Justice. We need to go and urge them again!"

"Fortunately, I didn't rely entirely on them, otherwise when would I have been able to gather all the extraordinary traits required for the 'Giant Bishop'?"

[Sequence 7: Giant Bishop (3/3)]

[Extraordinary Ability: The Church of the Mind, a place of spiritual refuge and source of power for believers.]

[Extraordinary Ability: Giant Transformation; can transform into a giant 0-1 kilometer tall by absorbing spiritual energy.]

For more than a month now, Mu Sheng hasn't just been busy consecrating the students; although he's also playing the role of a bishop to digest the magic potion.

what?
You said that with the existence of a refining panel, one can digest potions without playing a role?
Arrogant, so incredibly arrogant!
The mysterious world contains true gods, the Old Ones, pillars, and a higher-level creator.

Even Mu Sheng, who had traversed multiple worlds, had to take this extraordinary system of such scale seriously.

His greatest power now comes from the supernatural forces of the mysterious resurrected world.

This power of rules, when transformed into the power system of the mysterious world, should be between Sequence 1 and Sequence 0.

The reason it's in this range is because Mu Sheng has never been in close contact with a true god and cannot judge just how powerful Sequence 0 really is.

Above Sequence 0 are the Old Ones, the Pillars, and the Creator. In that case, what right does he have to be arrogant?

Therefore, he was not indulging in women, but rather using the role of digesting the potion to comprehend the mysteries of the extraordinary system of the mysterious world.

With this explanation, everyone should believe it, right?
"Err, eh, eh, eh~"

A shadow blocked the sunlight from shining on Mu Sheng.

The stem of the human-faced rose was rooted in the ceiling and slowly drooped down, rubbing against Mu Sheng's cheek like a kitten.

"Okay, okay, I'll get up and water it for you right away."

Mu Sheng pushed aside the roses with human faces that were leaning forward, and said somewhat speechlessly, "You can pull the roots out and run away, but can't you water yourself?"

“Aiya~Aiya~”

"Stop babbling! It's all just 'woof woof' and 'babbling.' Other people's dogs can talk. Why can't you learn from other people's children and pets?"

"Eeya~" The rose with the human face tilted its petals, and the face within them frowned, as if deep in thought. "Oh~ Oh~ Harder~ Through~ Through me harder, Master~"

"Mmm~ Ah~ We're going to fly!"

Suddenly, a series of unintelligible phrases came out of the face-shaped rose.

"Pfft~"

Mu Sheng, who was drinking water, suddenly spat it out.

"No, where did you learn all this? Stamp, stop learning now!"

Mu Sheng quickly covered the mouth of the human-faced rose to stop it from uttering those foul words.

"Well, you little rascal, you can talk now but you didn't tell me, and you even dared to eavesdrop on my privacy!"

"Tell me, how should I punish you?"

Mu Sheng held the rose with the human face in one hand, his eyes revealing a dangerous glint.

Suddenly, he thought of something and headed towards the washroom with the rose with the human face on it.

"I've got it! I'll apply some artificial fertilizer to you!"

The face-shaped rose seemed to sense something, and its roots and branches began to struggle and twist wildly.

"No~ no, Master, I can't take it anymore, sob sob sob, please don't come anymore!"

I don't know where she learned the word "human face rose," but she started to cry like a delicate and helpless young girl.

Mu Sheng's forehead immediately creased with dismay, and he was completely dumbfounded.

What has this little thing learned? Why does it talk in such a lewd way?
"Alright, stop talking!"

Mu Sheng reached out and used his 'pressure point' ability to seal the face rose.

After thinking about it again, he ultimately decided not to fertilize it, but simply opened the bedroom door and threw the rose with the human face out.

"Well, this account is probably ruined. Let's create a new one."

Mu Sheng thought of his little black dog.

After washing up and having breakfast, I went out and took a horse-drawn carriage to the flower and bird market.

At lunchtime, he returned with a crow with glossy feathers.

Still in the study, a pot was lit and a fire was started. Various potion ingredients were added to the pot one by one, and soon a 'Diviner' potion was prepared.

"Come on, drink!"

Mu Sheng scooped up a cup of dark blue magic potion liquid and fed it all into the crow's beak.

A few minutes later, a 'fortune teller' crow was born.

"Ga~ga~"

Little Black cried out happily, flapping its wings and hopping around on the table.

"Little Black, Little Black, from now on your name will be Little Black, understand?"

"Gah~ Little~ Gah~ Black~"

"Yes! That's great! You can talk right after becoming a 'fortune teller,' much better than Rose. By the way, you mustn't imitate it!"

"Gah~ Little Black, imitate it, gah~"

"No, you shouldn't learn it."

Inside the study, Mu Sheng earnestly began instructing Xiao Hei.

Crows are clever, and crows that have taken the magic potion are even more clever. Little Black will soon be able to have simple conversations with Mu Sheng.

Outside the study, a rose with a human face had somehow appeared, peering through the crack into the door.

Whoosh! Snap!
A crumpled piece of paper suddenly flew out and hit the study door.

When the face-shaped rose realized it had been discovered, it obediently retracted its flowerpot, moved its stem, and quietly left.

The time soon came to three o'clock in the afternoon.

"A fool who does not belong to this era, a mysterious ruler above the gray fog, the king of yellow and black who wields good fortune."

At the appointed time, without waiting for the 'Fool's' summons, Mu Sheng chanted three incantations and arrived above the gray mist.

Before the weathered and ancient bronze table, the 'Fool' paused for a moment upon seeing Mu Sheng appear, then spoke in his ever-steady voice:
"This is the new member, named 'The Sun'."

“This is Mr. ‘Strength’, this is Ms. ‘Justice’, and this is Mr. ‘The Hanged Man’.”

As the voice of 'The Fool' rang out, the members of the Tarot Club all looked toward the figure that had appeared before the bronze table.

'Another new member has arrived!' Audrey exclaimed with delight, quickly adopting 'spectator' mode as she sized up the newcomer.

Alger, the 'Hanged Man,' didn't reveal much emotion, but he was silently observing the newcomer.

"The sun has risen! It seems our Mr. Fool's tentacles have reached even the land forsaken by God. Congratulations! Congratulations indeed!"

Mu Sheng looked at Mr. Fool with a smile, which made the latter feel uneasy.

"Mr. 'Power' is here today too. Perfect timing! I have a potential target for your purchase request."

Miss Justice was in a good mood. The addition of a new member was strengthening the Tarot Club, and there was also the possibility of receiving 3000 gold pounds.

Audrey felt that today must be her lucky day.

In a sense, that's true; ever since she met Mr. Fool, every Monday has been her lucky day.

"I'll finish my deal with Mr. Fool first, and then I'll discuss the details with you."

Audrey first greeted Mr. 'Strength', then turned her gaze to the Fool at the head of the bronze table.

"Mr. Fool, I have collected two more pages of Emperor Rosell's diary."

"Oh, what do you need?"

Mu Sheng silently observed the communication between Miss 'Justice' and the Fool.

Then the newcomer 'Sun' joined in, and after some discussion, a three-way deal was reached.

The honest yet naive behavior of 'Sun' also revealed the fact that he and the others in the Tarot Club did not exist on the same continent.

The image of the 'Fool' added a touch of mystery to the minds of Miss 'Justice' and the 'Hanged Man'.

Meanwhile, Klein was also observing Mu Sheng.

Seeing that he wasn't surprised at all by the words "giant royal court," "dragon race," and "silver city" that the 'sun' mentioned, Klein became even more suspicious of his identity.

Is Mr. Power really Emperor Rosell?

Judging by the timeline, Emperor Rosell should be unaware of the situation in the Forsaken Lands!

'No, we can't make such a subjective judgment.'

'Mr. Power knows Source Castle better than I do; he has likely also come into contact with the humans of the Forsaken Lands.'

Looking at the diary of Emperor Rosell in his hand, Klein was unsure whether he should read it or not.

I always felt a little uncomfortable reading his diary in front of its owner.

'Let's watch it when no one's around!'

Since he already had the diary, Klein wasn't in a hurry.

Seeing that the 'Fool' had put away his diary, Audrey and Alger were curious, but they didn't dare to ask any questions.

After completing the deal with the 'Fool', Audrey's gaze fell upon the 3000 gold pounds.

“Mr. Power, I recently came into contact with a powerful individual known as Mr. A. Many Sequence 7 individuals who had caused him trouble have disappeared.”

"Therefore, I suspect he is likely Sequence 6, but I may be wrong. Do you need his whereabouts?"

(End of this chapter)