Everyone in the blacksmith shop was dumbfounded.

Qin Mu's Tyrant Body Qi unexpectedly had attributes, and it was the Fire attribute, clearly the Vermilion Bird Qi!

The deaf-mute was about to cheer, but the village chief interrupted, saying, "Hold on, deaf-mute. Mu'er, observe the water again, don't think too much, keep your mind focused."

Qin Mu followed his instructions and observed the water once more. The qi surging from his Divine Embryo and God Treasury transformed into gurgling flowing water, tempering the Divine Embryo. The small blacksmith shop was crowded with villagers who had rushed over upon hearing the news. Ma Ye, the cripple, the butcher, the pharmacist, the blind man—all squeezed in, watching Qin Mu as he observed the water. They didn't even dare to breathe.

The village chief's voice came, saying, "Do you still remember the spear technique that the blind man taught you? Imagine that you have a spear in your hand and thrust forward!"

Qin Mu raised his hand and thrust out with a spear. The spearhead flickered, producing one large circle after another. In the moment that his empty hand thrust forward, his qi transformed into pure white mist, forming the shape of a long spear in his hand. At the same time, the sound of gurgling water could be heard as the mist formed one large circle after another, like a water dragon being shaken out by him.

"It's done, it's done..."

Ma Ye wept tears of joy and said, "It has finally happened. Our years of hard work weren't in vain... Mu'er, you've grown up..."

He couldn't help but turn his head away, using his only arm to wipe away tears.

A simple smile spread across the cripple's face as he murmured, "Our Mu'er can survive in the Great Ruins... Damn it, Old Ma, stop wiping your tears. I'm almost getting emotional because of you! Sister Si went to the Dragon Inlay City to buy things and isn't here. If she were, she would be the one crying the most!"

"Why cry?"

The pharmacist's eyes turned red as he laughed and said, "We should be laughing! Even if we grow old and die, Mu'er can survive on his own. This is a tremendous blessing. We should laugh loudly!"

"Indeed, indeed!"

The deaf-mute laughed heartily. "Pharmacist, I may not agree with you, but what you just said, I agree with!"

Thunderous laughter filled the small blacksmith shop, resounding through the skies. Qin Mu looked at the excited old men around him, and warm currents surged in his heart.

These people, each with their own disabilities and shortcomings, looked fierce and intimidating, but they were his family, his closest people!

Suddenly, the voice of Aunt Si came from outside the door, laughing. "What are you old fools laughing about, squeezing together in here like ghosts?"

Qin Mu was shocked and overjoyed. Aunt Si had finally returned from Dragon Inlay City!

Soon after, the cripple blurted out the great news, and Aunt Si couldn't help but feel both shocked and delighted. Her eyes turned slightly red as she said with a smile, "Good, good. Mu'er has finally grown up... This is a good thing..."

Thinking about her own eleven years of hard work, she couldn't help but shed tears. The elderly lady sat down, wiping her tears and said, "If we were to die in the future, Mu'er would still be able to survive... Don't touch me, I got sand in my eyes, it's causing me trouble..."

The village chief quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The dark cloud that had been hanging over his heart finally dissipated with Qin Mu's Tyrant Body Qi gaining attributes. Qin Mu's ability to utilize qi and unleash its power solidified his identity as a "Tyrant Body," resolving the crisis in the village.

However, no matter how broad his divine abilities were, the village chief couldn't help but wonder and be puzzled about how Qin Mu's Tyrant Body Qi suddenly acquired attributes.

Moreover, the strangest part was that the attributes were water and fire!

You see, as spiritual beings, they usually possess only a single attribute and never two together.

Qin Mu was clearly an ordinary person with normal aptitude, yet he possessed two attributes, and ones that were impossible to coexist—water and fire. This was peculiar.

"Do ordinary people awaken with two spiritual bodies after their Divine Embryos awaken?"

He couldn't help but feel confused. "What did the mute teach him that made his qi possess the attributes of water and fire? Can other ordinary people achieve this as well?"

He knew that the villagers had exhausted all means to unleash the power of Qin Mu's Tyrant Body Qi. The pharmacist used medicinal supplements, the cripple, butcher, and Ma Ye engaged in intense training, the blind man even imparted his divine eyes to him, and the deaf-mute tried to guide Qin Mu into the Dao through painting and calligraphy. However, he had no idea what methods the mute had employed.

He never expected that it would be the mute who would ultimately unleash the power of the Tyrant Body Qi.

All he knew was that the mute had guided Qin Mu to observe fire and water, and through this observation, Qin Mu's qi acquired the attributes of water and fire. The mysteries within this left him perplexed.

The mute was the village blacksmith and rarely showed himself. Among the villagers, the blind man was the most eccentric, the butcher the most flamboyant, Ma Ye the most warm-hearted but cold, the cripple the most cunning, the pharmacist the most reliable, the deaf-mute the most content, and Aunt Si, the hunchback, the most unpredictable. As for the mute, he was the most taciturn.

The village chief knew almost nothing about the mute, except that his tongue had been cut out, and he was skilled in forging. He usually made a living by helping nearby villagers with tasks such as repairing knives, plows, and other tools.

Judging from his guidance to Qin Mu, allowing him to unleash the power of his qi, it was likely that the mute's cultivation and attainments were among the highest in the village, second only to himself.

"Mu'er, can you now condense your qi into threads?" Aunt Si asked eagerly.

Qin Mu attempted to condense his qi into threads. In the next moment, his qi separated from his body, resembling arm-sized strands that emitted flames.

This thick and powerful "qi thread" wrapped around a pig-killing knife, and with a single strike, it split a wooden stake the size of a water bucket into two. Its power was astonishing!

The villagers looked at this arm-sized qi thread, each speechless in their own way.

Although the power of Qin Mu's qi thread was undoubtedly strong, the true essence of condensing qi into threads was to refine the qi into thin strands. This way, it would become more flexible and versatile, allowing one to manipulate a treasured sword and perform techniques that were normally impossible.

Qin Mu's qi thread couldn't be called a thread at all; it was more like a qi arm.

Such a thick qi thread also consumed a tremendous amount of energy.

The cripple scratched his head and said, "I think a qi arm is pretty good too. It's like having an extra arm, making one formidable in fights."

The crowd couldn't help but laugh and cry, while Aunt Si shook her head and said, "The qi thread is more agile. A qi arm is too thick and lacks the flexibility, resilience, and agility of a qi thread. Mu'er, you should strive to condense your qi into threads as soon as possible."

Qin Mu nodded.

He could only manifest the fire attribute in his qi when observing fire, similar to the Vermilion Bird's qi. However, as long as he wasn't observing fire, his qi remained ordinary.

But practicing to condense his qi into threads while observing fire was somewhat challenging for him.

The village chief and the others also noticed the problem. They furrowed their brows. Qin Mu could only manifest the fire attribute when observing fire and the water attribute when observing water. This was extremely disadvantageous in battle!

Would enemies give him the opportunity to observe fire or water during a fight?

They originally thought that Qin Mu's Tyrant Body Qi possessing both water and fire attributes was very powerful, but now they were unsure.

"Ah!"

The mute person gestured and smiled, looking very simple-minded.

The deaf person understood and laughed, saying, "The mute is right. Mu'er has just grasped the trick, and practice makes perfect. He will definitely master it with continued cultivation!"

Having both water and fire attributes in his qi was equivalent to awakening both the Tortoise and Vermilion Bird spiritual bodies simultaneously. When Qin Mu observed fire, his qi manifested as Vermilion Bird Qi, and when he observed water, it became Tortoise Qi.

In the village, Qin Mu manipulated his arm-sized qi threads to perform the Pig-Killing Knife technique. The knife flew up and down, almost cutting him in half on several occasions. Whenever danger approached, the blind man would use his bamboo staff to separate Qin Mu from the knife, preventing him from accidentally killing himself.

To condense qi into threads and control a sword with qi, one needed to cultivate step by step. Controlling a sword with qi and using it to kill enemies was extremely dangerous. It required diligent practice to achieve mastery.

The butcher's Pig-Killing Knife technique belonged to the martial arts school. Although the butcher absorbed some advantages from the supernatural arts school and could wield the knife without holding it, there was still a significant difference between martial arts techniques and supernatural arts techniques. Using the Pig-Killing Knife technique to train in sword manipulation with qi was extremely perilous.

The butcher's techniques were too insane and dangerous. Going crazy and cutting even oneself was not an empty statement.

On the other hand, the Eight Thunderous Roars taught to Qin Mu by Sir Ma were purely martial arts techniques and couldn't be used with sword manipulation using qi.

The Heavenly Demon Creation Technique taught to him by Aunt Si belonged to spells. The cripple's leg technique, the blind man's staff technique, the deaf person's calligraphy and painting, the pharmacist's alchemy skills, and the mute person's blacksmithing skills were obviously not suitable for training in sword manipulation using qi.

Therefore, in order to cultivate sword manipulation using qi, Qin Mu could only use the dangerous technique of the Pig-Killing Knife.

At the village entrance, the village chief lazily sunbathed while the pharmacist stood by. The pharmacist glanced back at Qin Mu, who was diligently practicing sword manipulation using qi, and suddenly said, "The blind man passed down his Divine Eyes to Mu'er, the butcher also passed down his knife technique to him, and the cripple his leg technique, the deaf person his painting skills... So, village chief, what about you?"

The village chief turned his head to look at him.

The pharmacist's tone was somewhat demanding, "Each of us has our own expertise, but our proficiency in sword manipulation using qi is not deep. Your knowledge surpasses any of us, and your abilities are higher than any of us. Why don't you pass it down? In sword manipulation using qi, in this world, who can have stronger swordsmanship than you?"

The village chief sighed and lowered his head, looking at his nonexistent limbs. He whispered, "I want to pass it down, but Mu'er cannot bear the burden. Even when I had all my limbs, I couldn't bear it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to hide in the Big Ruins... Do you know how my limbs were severed?"

The pharmacist shook his head.

"They were cut by a sword."

The village chief looked up, his expression wooden. "My limbs were severed by a sword. Passing down my skills means bearing my responsibilities. I cannot bear it, and now he cannot bear it either."