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"I'm fine, just help me check." Although his cultivation had been crippled, Gong Shangnan did not dare to disturb Mo Wen's Divine Sea, so the Divine Sea remained intact and could still receive Xiao Hei's transmissions. However, Mo Wen himself was unsure how to communicate with Xiao Hei.
"Your bones are shattered!" Upon hearing his leader's response, Xiao Hei hurriedly replied. After finding Mo Wen, he had already examined him. At first, he thought it was just a serious injury, but after a closer inspection, he realized that his leader's Realm was gone.
"First, get me something to eat." Mo Wen felt his internal spiritual energy draining away and was extremely hungry.
"Okay, boss, wait for me; I'll go get it right now." Xiao Hei turned to leave, and Mo Wen fell into deep thought. According to Xiao Hei, with shattered bones and the inability to even move his fingers, it seemed that the cloaked man had indeed acted merely to prevent him from dying. From what he could sense, he showed no signs of death, which was reassuring. The next step was to comprehend the Xuan Tian Manual; however, he had no idea where to start. The Xuan Tian Manual only mentioned that one must first cripple their cultivation to practice this technique but did not explain how to cultivate afterward. Mo Wen felt somewhat deceived but knew that the Xuan Tian Formation truly existed. He still had the Xuantian Decree within him, and the remaining spiritual energy allowed him to sense it, though he could no longer mobilize it.
"Which one is called He Er Gou?" A rough voice interrupted Mo Wen's thoughts. From his position lying down, he could see the doorway and followed the sound to find a burly middle-aged man standing there with a box in hand. In the dilapidated courtyard were a few others besides Mo Wen; one of them was wearing Mo Wen's clothes. As soon as they saw the middle-aged man, they hurriedly shrank back, seemingly afraid of him. "I'm asking which one is He Er Gou! Are you all deaf?" The man raised his voice at the entrance.
"Tiger Ye, there's no one here by that name," a beggar replied tremulously.
"Nonsense! Can I really be in the wrong place? Who's new here?" Tiger Ye scanned the courtyard with his gaze and landed on Mo Wen lying on the haystack without paying attention to anyone else as he walked over.
"Are you He Er Gou?" Wang Hu sized up Mo Wen. Mo Wen opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word. Seeing that the person he was looking for remained silent, Wang Hu frowned and shouted at the other people in the courtyard: "You all come here!" A group of beggars timidly gathered around Wang Hu. "Listen carefully; this person cannot die! If he dies, none of you will survive!"
Everyone froze in shock. Who was Wang Hu? He was notorious for being ruthless in this area; wherever he appeared, someone would surely die. Moreover, he rarely showed up. Could it be that this new He Er Gou had some connection with Tiger Ye?
"From now on, he is one of you. Someone has entrusted me to keep an eye on him; you must ensure he does not die! So... you are all responsible for his food and necessities!" Wang Hu shot a fierce glance at everyone in the courtyard before placing the box in front of Mo Wen and turning to leave.
The sudden appearance of Wang Hu and his cryptic words left even Mo Wen bewildered. As Wang Hu departed, a crowd of beggars surrounded him, first examining the box on the ground before turning their attention back to Mo Wen. "Little brother—no, He Ye—you have a generous heart; we apologize for any previous offenses; please forgive us!" They said while taking off their ragged clothes and laying them over Mo Wen before cautiously retrieving their tattered garments back.
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