Extreme Spirit Chaos Technique

Yalan was taken aback by Mu Chen’s sudden words. "What are you talking about?" she asked, surprised.

Mu Chen still didn’t answer, just continuing to smile. "Do you want it?"

Xiao Ying’er looked at the man before her, who had the same ice-blue hair as she did. A strange sense of familiarity rose in her heart. She didn’t know if it came from her own heart or from the man’s ice-blue hair, but whatever the case, she really liked the feeling.

"Do you want it?" Mu Chen didn’t seem the least bit impatient as he asked for the third time.

This time, Xiao Ying’er finally nodded, her eyes filled with curiosity toward the strange man before her. Yalan felt the same. Although she was a little annoyed that this handsome man had ignored her questions several times, she found it impossible to stay angry while looking at his gentle face.

’Is he another one of those guys here for the young miss?’

This was Yalan’s first thought. Recently, countless men like him had gathered at the Ding Palace, all for the young miss’s marriage selection in a few days. She was sick of seeing them.

"But... but Mister, only daddies can play this game, I..."

Xiao Ying’er’s bell-like voice rang out softly, but that same delicate, frail sound made Mu Chen feel an involuntary pang of discomfort. His expression remained gentle, however, as he held up a finger. "That’s why I need you to cooperate with me a little."

"Cooperate?" Yalan frowned.

This time, Mu Chen answered her. He stood up and smiled. "Look, at least our hair color is a perfect match. Although our faces are quite different, I doubt anyone would question it if we said we were father and daughter."

Yalan thought for a moment, then her gaze shifted to Xiao Ying’er. "Ying’Er, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ying’er nodded emphatically twice and whispered, "Sister Yalan... Ying’Er wants that crystal. So, Mister, will you help me, please?"

Mu Chen said, "Of course. But this way... uh, your name is Ying’Er, right? This way, Ying’Er will have to put up with a little something."

Xiao Ying’er shook her head. "As long as you can help me, Mister... I don’t mind."

Yalan followed up, "What are you going to have Ying’Er do? If it’s too much, I won’t agree to it, even if she does."

Mu Chen smiled faintly. "If we’re going to pretend to be father and daughter, we’ll have to change how she addresses me, at least. I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble Ying’Er to call me ’Daddy’."

For this very reason, Mu Chen had secretly used Disguise to change his hair color to ice blue, all to make him and Xiao Ying’er look more like father and daughter.

Hearing the word "Daddy," Yalan’s expression grew complicated. But Xiao Ying’er’s eyes revealed an unconcealable joy and excitement. In her soft voice, she asked, "Can I... can I really? Can I call you Daddy, Mister?"

At her words, Mu Chen stared blankly at Xiao Ying’er, his expression softening even more. "Yes, of course you can, Ying’Er," he said gently. "As long as you don’t feel troubled by it."

Xiao Ying’er let out a cheer, ran out from behind Yalan, and leaped straight into Mu Chen’s arms, crying out, "Daddy, Daddy..."

The scene left both Mu Chen and Yalan stunned, but for completely different reasons. Yalan was thinking that this was the first time she had ever seen Xiao Ying’er act so affectionately toward a strange man. Usually, she would hide far away from any unfamiliar man, even acting extremely cold. But today was so abnormal; she didn’t even sound the slightest bit awkward when she called him ’Daddy’.

But the feeling in Mu Chen’s heart was something else entirely—a sense of perfect, harmonious fusion. As he instinctively held Xiao Ying’er, a resonance in his bloodline suddenly surged from his heart, as if their very blood was merging.

"Daddy? Daddy?"

Noticing that Mu Chen was dazed, Xiao Ying’er tugged on his clothes, looking at him anxiously. Mu Chen snapped back to his senses, rubbing his nose in embarrassment. "I zoned out for a second. Let’s go. Uncle... er... Daddy will take you to get your prize."

At that moment, not many people were left who wanted to take the challenge. After all, the difficulty was too high. If you were lucky, you’d get one prize, but if you were unlucky, it was just embarrassing. So, the middle-aged man hosting the challenge game was already preparing to pack up his props and leave.

"Wait a moment." Just as the remaining people were about to disperse, Mu Chen suddenly called out to the middle-aged man, "I want to take the challenge."

The middle-aged man’s eyes immediately fell on the little girl, then shifted to Mu Chen. When he saw that Mu Chen and Xiao Ying’er had the same skin tone and hair color, he grinned. "Oh? The time for my game is over, but since I used your daughter’s image without your permission earlier, I’ll make an exception and let you take the challenge."

Mu Chen laughed. "Then you’d better be prepared to part with it, because my little girl has her eye on your Original Memory Crystal."

"Quite confident, aren’t you?" The middle-aged man smiled faintly. "I’ve displayed this crystal in countless towns, but not a single person has been able to take it. What makes you so sure you’ll be the one?"

"Mhm." Mu Chen smiled and nodded. "Because it’s what my little girl wants."

The middle-aged man said, intrigued, "Alright then. I’ll be watching closely to see just how you plan to take this Original Memory Crystal from me."

Mu Chen calmly walked up to the crystal, holding Xiao Ying’er with one arm and placing his other hand directly on the crystal. A moment later, a dazzling light burst forth from it, and then three purple Elemental Energy Balls shot out.

The brilliant light immediately drew the attention of the people who had been about to leave. When they saw Mu Chen and Xiao Ying’er—one big, one small, a father and daughter with ice-blue hair—their curiosity intensified. In no time, the sparse crowd swelled and became packed.

"Someone else is taking the challenge."

"He’ll hit one at most, anyway. But I heard he’s the last challenger, so let’s watch."

"He’s holding a kid with one arm. Won’t that affect him?"

"Who knows? Maybe he’s just playing around."

Hearing the chatter from behind, Xiao Ying’er leaned close to Mu Chen’s ear. "Daddy, I can wait in the back."

Mu Chen chuckled softly and stroked Xiao Ying’er’s long, ice-blue hair. "It’s okay. Daddy likes holding you."

These words came from the bottom of Mu Chen’s heart. He seemed to have already grown fond of the feeling of holding Xiao Ying’er, for no reason at all.

A faint blush appeared on Xiao Ying’er’s slightly pale cheeks. The hand gripping Mu Chen’s clothes tightened as she whispered, "Ying’Er likes Daddy holding her, too."

Mu Chen laughed heartily. At the same time, the middle-aged proprietor shouted and began the countdown. Mu Chen’s focus sharpened. He had been watching from the side for a long time and had figured out a few of the underlying mechanics. For example, the flying targets didn’t have a fixed speed; they would adjust their flight speed according to each person’s Elemental Realm. Furthermore, they launched in a three-shot burst or a three-shot volley with no predictable pattern. In short, their flight speed was always much faster than your reaction speed. Even if your eyes could clearly follow the targets’ trajectories, your body couldn’t keep up with your eyes. In the end, it was absolutely impossible to hit them. This was why, until now, no one had managed to hit two targets at once.

No one could even hit two targets, let alone a third. This was a fatal flaw for other Martial Artists, but for Mu Chen, it meant nothing. His reaction speed had long since surpassed the limits of the Martial Arts Realm!

"Two! One! Zero!"

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!!

"A three-shot volley!"

Someone in the back cried out in alarm. But at the very same moment, three purple spheres shot out with a SWISH, hitting two of the flying targets with two sharp THWACKS. The speed was so fast it was almost impossible for the naked eye to follow. Unfortunately, the third purple sphere missed the third flying target by a wide margin.

"Wow! Daddy’s amazing!" Xiao Ying’er exclaimed, her ice-blue eyes sparkling with excitement.

"..."

A moment of silence fell over the crowd, followed by an uproar!

"My god! He hit two targets in a row on his first try! And on a three-shot volley! Is this guy a monster?!"

It wasn’t just the people in the back; even the middle-aged proprietor stared at Mu Chen in stunned disbelief. This sort of thing had happened before, but only a Wind Attribute Martial Artist proficient in Hidden Weapon Techniques would have a chance of pulling it off.

However, his eyes were sharp. First, Mu Chen was clearly not a Wind Attribute Martial Artist. Second, he didn’t look like a Martial Artist who had trained in hidden weapons. For someone to hit two targets in a three-shot volley without meeting either of these conditions—this was a first.

But he was an experienced man, after all. The middle-aged proprietor chuckled and said, "Congratulations. You hit two flying targets. You’ve earned the right to choose any souvenir you like."

But as soon as the proprietor finished speaking, Mu Chen shook his head. "I forfeit that right. I’d like to challenge again, if I may."

"Hmm?" The proprietor was taken aback. "You’re saying you want to forfeit your prize and challenge again?"

Mu Chen asked, puzzled, "Is that not allowed?"

The proprietor chuckled. "Of course it is. But if you forfeit, your next score will be calculated based on your next attempt. Are you sure you want to give up this one?"

"I’m sure," Mu Chen said without hesitation.

Then, without waiting for the proprietor to say anything else, Mu Chen placed his hand on the crystal again. After absorbing the Primordial Power, three more Elemental Energy Balls appeared before him.

The proprietor could tell Mu Chen wasn’t one to dawdle. Seeing him ready, he immediately started the countdown. As the countdown ended, the Flying Target Device shot out three more targets.

"It’s another three-shot volley!!"

Just as the person in the crowd had shouted, it was another three-shot volley. With a flick of his wrist, Mu Chen sent the three purple Elemental Energy Balls flying once more.

THUMP... THUMP...

Again, two sounds. Again, two flying targets! But this time, the third purple Elemental Energy Ball was only three millimeters away from the third target!

"Whoa! Did you see that?! He almost had it!!"

Another gasp came from the crowd, but Mu Chen showed no sign of joy. Instead, he stared at the Flying Target Device with a solemn expression.

Just then, Xiao Ying’er tugged on Mu Chen’s clothes and said contentedly, "Daddy, it’s okay if you don’t get the prize for me... because... you’ve already given me the greatest gift of all."

Looking at Xiao Ying’er’s sincere and caring smile, Mu Chen felt a surge of affection. She was an exceptionally well-behaved, kind, and adorable child. He had no idea who her parents were, to be able to raise such a lovely little girl. ’With a child like this, her parents must be very warm people,’ he thought.

"Don’t you worry, Xiao Ying’er. Daddy will definitely get it for you. I wasn’t using my real strength just now. Next, I’ll let you see just how strong your daddy really is!"

As he spoke, Mu Chen’s hand was already pressing down on the crystal...