The landlord placed the freshly cooked dishes on the table one by one, untying her apron while saying:

"I really didn't expect it, that young man looked so fair and refined, who would have thought he'd become a Martial Artist."

"Mom, you've mentioned that several times already," Zhou Xue handed the bowl of rice to her mother and couldn't help but say.

"You silly girl, he's a Martial Artist! I've only ever seen them on TV before now."

"So what? What does that have to do with us?" Zhou Xue responded.

The landlord picked up her chopsticks and said, "What do you mean 'nothing to do with us'? After all, we're neighbors, and having more connections means more paths. Who knows, we might need his help in the future. You should be polite and call him Brother Shouyi when you see him, okay?"

Zhou Xue pursed her lips, "I won't do that, it's better to rely on yourself than on others. Don't worry, Mom, I will become a Martial Artist myself someday."

"You ungrateful child, with such a cold and tough personality, how will you ever get married?"

"I don't want to get married. I'll just live with you, Mom," Zhou Xue snorted coldly.

The landlord felt both relieved and bittersweet in her heart, laughing, "You're still young, that's why you think that way. When you become an old maid, you might be in a hurry then?"

...

After dinner, Chen Shouyi returned to his bedroom.

The weak flame of the candle flickered continuously, occasionally bursting out a spark, making the room alternately bright and dim.

Returning here from Hedong again, he felt as if he'd traveled from civilization back to a Barbaric Wilderness.

He took out the sword of the man in black, gently wiping it with silk, then focused his mind and swung it abruptly. The tip of the sword grazed the candle, instantly cutting it in half with an invisible force. Before the two halves of the candle could topple and fall, he quickly stepped forward, caught one half, and melted a bit of wax from the burning end to stick the candle back together.

Why do I always feel the urge to destroy things?

This habit is really bad.

Chen Shouyi broke out in a sweat at this thought.

Having finished everything, he reflected on the previous sword strike, suddenly feeling that there was something different about his Sword Qi.

He immediately sought out other objects to experiment with, trying a few times, and instantly discovered the change.

The "Sword Qi" had made significant progress, increasing from its previous length of around one centimeter to nearly two centimeters now.

It also became sharper.

He hadn't disposed of the metal spoon he'd experimented on last time.

Judging by the depth of the scratches left on it, today's cut was nearly twice as deep as before leaving Changmen Town. Maybe soon he'd be able to cut the entire spoon.

He was puzzled.

During his time in Hedong, he had experimented with the "Sword Qi" more than once. Just the night before, he'd tried several times on a whim, but the power and length hadn't significantly differed from before.

But in these three days, if any attribute had changed dramatically, it was his willpower.

After the actual combat assessment ended in the morning, his willpower suddenly increased by 0.3 points, reaching 12.5 points.

"Could 'Sword Qi' really be related to willpower?"

He pondered.

All along, he hadn't paid much attention to willpower. While willpower is important, compared to other attributes, having enough was deemed sufficient.

With eleven points of willpower, one could handle most situations without being flustered or embarrassed in social interactions.

A will of twelve points was enough not to let killing weigh on the mind, and in dangerous conditions, one would not be dominated by fear, and consciousness would remain clear. Such a level of willpower already made a competent Warrior.

Moreover, it could not be actively trained or enhanced; it only grew passively through experiences, making progress neither a delight nor a concern.

Never did he expect that willpower could also be a form of power.

A kind of power similar to the mind.

Alas, two centimeters was still a bit short. If it could reach two meters.

The power that would bring!

Chen Shouyi imagined the scene where he draws a sword and everything within four or five meters is severed in half.

Suppressing his inner joy, he held the Long Sword and focused his mind once again. The air at the tip of the sword seemed slightly blurry in the weak candlelight. He cautiously tested it with his finger, approaching it slowly.

"Huh? Nothing happened."

Strangely enough, not to mention being cut by the finger, he didn't even feel a touch, as if there was nothing at the tip of the sword.

This "Sword Qi" could cut a candle and leave scratches on a metal spoon, yet it couldn't break his skin?

He did not think his skin tougher than stainless steel spoons.

Either this power could not harm him!

Or it couldn't harm living things!

Chen Shouyi glanced at the Shell Lady, who was playing with the Crystal Ball on the bed with a bored look, and dismissed the idea of testing it on her.

If he accidentally cut her finger off, it would be terrible.

The Shell Lady remained oblivious to the fact she had avoided danger. After entertaining herself for a while, she tiredly asked, "Giant, why are we living here again?"

She had slept in the briefcase all day and awoke to find they'd returned to the previous place she disliked.

"Isn't it nice here?" Chen Shouyi casually replied. His eyes darted around, looking for an animal or insect to experiment on.

"There's no Prepared here!" The Shell Lady raised her head and said.

"Haven't you seen enough?" Chen Shouyi coaxed, "Prepared is tired now and resting."

"You're lying, I now know they're fake. They never get tired; you just press a button, and they come out," the Shell Lady excitedly stood up, making a pressing motion.

Chen Shouyi wasn't surprised. After watching animation for so long, if she hasn't figured it out by now, she'd be a fool.

As fortune would have it, he finally found a little mouse in the corner. He pulled out a tissue and cautiously approached it. But before he could get close, it scurried into the corner of the cabinet.

You little thing, I can't believe I can't catch you?

He immediately moved the cabinet, but before he could act, it ran under the bed again.

Absolutely frustrated, Chen Shouyi's anger flared up; he glanced at the War Bow on the wall, tempted to grab it and shoot the mouse dead with an arrow.

"Giant, what are you doing?" the Shell Lady suddenly asked in confusion.

"Catching a mouse!"

In the common language, there was no word for mouse, so Chen Shouyi used Chinese.

"Mouse, is it the mouse from 'Prepared'?" the Shell Lady's expression changed, and she quickly asked.

Was there a mouse in the animation?

Chen Shouyi nodded with a puzzled expression, disposed of the tissue in the trash bin, and gave up. He decided to check the kitchen later to see if he could find a cockroach or something.

"Let me see!" the Shell Lady's eyes lit up as she spoke, then she ran to the edge of the bed and jumped down.

"Wait, don't!" Before Chen Shouyi could finish speaking, the Shell Lady had already darted under the bed on her quick little legs.

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