Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

Although Mu Bai's words seemed too conservative, they were indeed correct.

At least, with so many years of life, Emperor Tu has witnessed the decline of countless prosperous families, especially families like the Mu family that suddenly turned over with one person.

The success or failure of a family depends on one person, so in the future, as long as Mu Bai encounters a little accident, it is possible that the entire family will fall into a situation of death without a burial.

In other words, only by constantly accumulating foundation and leaving a backup is the kingly way, and relying solely on personal prestige to suppress all potential enemies is just tyranny.

Mu Bai, who has experienced many worlds, knows very well that tyranny can only flourish for a while, and only by abiding by the kingly way can there be long-term stability.

"Mu Bai is right, Mu Kang, even if your brother solves this matter for you this time, you can't do anything wrong in his name in the future!"

Mu Hai, who was blowing his beard and glaring, naturally knew what his grandson meant. What Mu Bai's philosophy was, he had the same philosophy.

At this moment, he also wanted to clarify one thing through his attitude towards Mu Kang, that is, he could not use the name of Mu Bai Shengdao Sect's Holy Son to do evil in the outside world.

The residual prestige of the head of the family for many years was still there. At this moment, his voice also shocked all the elders and collateral and direct descendants of the family to bow their heads. No one dared to offend this irritable head of the family at this moment.

"Grandpa, there is no need to be so angry. As long as everyone in the family is safe, even if there is no ability, I can guarantee your wealth and prosperity for a lifetime."

Mu Bai, who took advantage of the situation, said, and everyone nodded when they heard that the returning Holy Son had spoken.

If Mu Hai relied on the prestige of the head of the family to intimidate everyone, then Mu Bai relied on the pressure on the surface to intimidate everyone.

His power, his temperament, and the vague divine will that he had cultivated in the past few months of practicing the Supreme Forgetful Sword Technique were all his weapons.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Mu Bai is back today, so let's not leave until we are drunk!"

After a brief chat about family matters, Mu Hai also pulled Mu Bai into the backyard.

At the banquet, Mu Bai also asked his grandfather several questions, including why there were so many high-rise buildings near the ancestral home in the suburbs.

"You don't know, these were all built by our Mu family. The other big families disappeared or surrendered."

Speaking of this, Mu Hai was a little lonely. After all, he had fought for his whole life and ended up having no enemies. He felt relaxed but also a little bored.

Just like a wolf that is used to fighting and suddenly has enough food, it is inevitable that it will not forget the time of hunting.

"There are too many industries under the Mu family now. If they are put into the city, it will cause a heavy blow to the economy of District 55. So I think it is better to build a city belonging to the Mu family directly."

"Put all the industrial chains in the family into it. This way, it will not hit the existing industrial chain of District 55 and can also get rid of local restrictions to a certain extent."

Mu Bai nodded after hearing this. He was no longer concerned about the business opportunities. Since his grandfather wanted to do these things, let him do it.

"Are the current guards and those who have just joined the Mu family still practicing the Kuangfeng Sword Skill?"

"I am currently intending to pass the essence of the Kuangfeng Sword Skill to the most loyal group of people. The reduced version of the Kuangfeng Sword Skill is really not enough." Mu Hai said slowly after thinking for a while.

His idea is actually very simple. The rise of the Mu family now relies on Mu Bai's identity in the Holy Dao Sect rather than the Kuangfeng Sword Skill that was originally regarded as a treasure. Instead of hiding this skill, it is better to pass it on to loyal people.

Hearing this, Mu Bai also nodded.

"Grandpa, let's go out and have a chat."

"Okay."

After the two of them left, Mu Kang, who had been observing Mu Bai's movements, chewed the pig's head with some worry. He was really afraid that the two would bring him along when they chatted.

Grandpa's mood would be fine if Brother Mu Bai was here, but if the stupid thing he did affected Mu Bai in the slightest, I'm afraid Grandpa would skin him alive.

Mu Xin, who was in a good mood, just laughed at the look of his elder brother.

"Don't worry, Mu Kang, your matter has been glossed over. What else is there to worry about?"

"I just... forget it. It's really embarrassing to say that a good industry was ruined by me. It seems that I am still suitable to be a waste."

"What's wrong with being a waste? Can you learn from Mu Bai to enter the sect and become a saint? What's more, you are not suitable to be a waste. You are a waste."

Mu Kang: "..."

Walking in the park, Mu Bai took off an elegant storage ring and turned around to hand it to his grandfather Mu Hai.

The other person took it subconsciously and looked inside. He felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.On the surface, there are a lot of martial arts!

What's more terrifying is that many of these martial arts piled up like a small mountain are of very high level, and even a few of them are enough to rival the Kuang Biao swordsmanship.

In addition to the spirit of passing on the torch, the most important thing for the continuation of the family is the martial arts. The higher the level of the martial arts, the stronger the family members can be trained.

Powerful family members gain more resources for the family in the struggle, and new resources can become a positive cycle to supply new family members of the next generation.

This is one of the long-standing secrets of the family. The storage ring handed over by Mu Bai now represents a very far-reaching meaning, which is enough to cover the welfare of the entire family members and surrounding forces.

"Mu Bai, the things here are too precious. Is it really okay for you to take these things out of the sect?!"

Holding his grandson's wrist, Mu Hai frowned and said, he was afraid that the young Mu Bai would do something stupid.

"Grandpa, you think too much. These things are all given to me by the supreme elders of the sect. I have the right to dispose of them. Moreover, I can't use any of these skills. It's better to keep them with you, grandpa, and use them to improve the combat power of the subsequent members of the family."

Mu Bai, smiling, naturally knew what his grandfather was worried about.

"The revival of the Mu family! The revival of the Mu family!" Mu Hai, with trembling hands, burst into tears, and his expression could not stop being excited.

Although it is just as dense as a hill, there are probably not many families in the entire region that can produce such a number of skills.

Once these skills are fully absorbed by the entire family, it is entirely conceivable that the younger generation of the entire Mu family will be reborn in a dozen years!

This is something that is more touching than any glory and wealth. This thing is called hope!

While the two were talking, Tu Huang at the banquet received a call. His expression suddenly changed and he strode to Mu Bai's side. This move attracted the attention of everyone present, wondering what news he had received.

"Something bad has happened!" Tu Huang frowned and whispered beside Mu Bai.

"What happened? Tell me slowly."

After comforting his grandfather, Mu Bai asked back with a little doubt. He had never seen Tu Huang look so solemn.