My Fusion System

by Stayrr

Traversing into a Fantasy World, Watson became the youngest son of a run-down baron, ranked eight in the family. His mother was confined to her bed by sickness, his father was drinking all day, his brothers and sisters were not doing proper jobs, and even the family’s position of baron was on the verge of being stripped away. As the family’s decline loomed closer, Watson acquired t

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My Fusion System - Fusing A Thousand Chickens At The Start

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Traversing into a Fantasy World, Watson became the youngest son of a run-down baron, ranked eight in the family. His mother was confined to her bed by sickness, his father was drinking all day, his brothers and sisters were not doing proper jobs, and even the family's position of baron was on the verge of being stripped away. As the family's decline loomed closer, Watson acquired the [Super Fusion System] out of the blue! At the family's only remaining chicken farm, Watson conducted Fusion on the 1,000 sickly hens. "Ding, congratulations, you have fused a high-level demon beast [Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken]. Its eggs are so nutritious that they can extend one's life span and are considered a delicacy that only lords and kings can enjoy!" Watson made a huge profit out of this. Utilizing the system, he embarked on a journey of becoming a tycoon! "Ding, congratulations, you have fused 10,000 wheat heads into an ingredient that can permanently strengthen a person's physique!" "Ding, congratulations, you have fused 10,000 kilograms of metal scrap into a Divine Weapon [Sword of the Flame Pursuer]!" "Ding, congratulations, you have fused 100,000 rats into a Divine-level Demon Pet [Sky-devouring Rat King]!" No gold coins? Fuse them! No potent potions? Fuse them! No super magic or powerful henchmen? Fuse them! From then on, Watson led his family to develop continuously in this world of swords and magic until it became an overlord!

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Chapter 1: System Activated, Fusion Initiated

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"Ugh, it tastes terrible."

Ten-year-old Watson held the brick-like black bread in his hand and put it into his mouth. He controlled his strength carefully and avoided using teeth-breaking force.

As the eighth son of a down-and-out baron at the Holy Dragon Kingdom's eastern border, Watson felt lucky enough that he still had bread to eat for his three daily meals.

The Holy Dragon Kingdom was located in the center of the world. It was warm like spring all year round and had abundant produce, which only served to encouraged sloth in people. Tens of millions of people lived in that land, and one in a thousand was a noble.

However, one should not assume that a good life awaited them just because they became a noble.

It was the duty of a noble to exercise control and be responsible for the management of land under their name. Since there was too much land, they paid a large amount of taxes to the country annually. Some nobles were heavily in debt, and the Gary family that Watson belonged to was one such example.

They owned a hundred acres of fertile land but failed to hire workers due to his father's incompetency in managing the land. As a noble, he was bad at farming, so the land was already overgrown with weeds. If not for the family's chicken farm, everyone would have starved to death.

Life was already difficult to begin with, and Watson's 40-year-old idiot of a father could only rue their misfortune while drinking heavily and ploughing his 38-year-old mother every night. He seemed eager to create another ninth sibling for Watson.

"When will this life end?"

Watson sighed. He endured all his suffering and swallowed that black piece of bread.

"Watson, why are you daydreaming here? If you have the time to daydream, why don't you come hunting with me? You've only been able to drink salted mincemeat soup every Monday recently, and if this goes on, you might only see meat once a fortnight."

A crisp voice sounded behind him. Watson turned his head and saw a young girl pushing open the door of the three-story wooden house.

The young girl had a petite stature and carried a hardwood bow on her back. Her thin clothes were wrapped in a hide skirt. Her long purple hair was tied into a ponytail and she had a tender, far face. Meanwhile, those round amber eyes of hers were brimming with energy.

Watson's turned his eyes and landed his gaze on two places.

Her fair thighs covered in visible fine hair could be seen under her hide skirt when it swayed in the breeze. Her slightly bulging chest—the result of just entering puberty—made her look cuter than cute, making it difficult for anyone to take their eyes off her.

Unfortunately, he was unable to have any evil thoughts towards that young girl.

"Scarlet, I'm…not going hunting."

Scarlet, the seventh-born in the family, was only one year older than him. Compared to her eldest brother who went out to look for work, their second eldest sister who had been sent to the town after her magical talents had been noticed, and the rest of the older siblings who were either physically weak or did not like to go out, Scarlet was rather reliable as she knew how to lighten the family's burden.

However, Scarlet's archery skills were merely average. Hunting down a wild rabbit took her several days of hard work to produce sharp wooden arrows, and it was hard to say which side was more profitable.

"You're not even going to come along for something that interesting? Forget it, you can stay here and help to look after the chicken farm. It's better than daydreaming."

Scarlet's excited expression gradually cooled down. She went hunting purely out of interest and supplementing her family's expenses was merely incidental. Upon seeing that Watson did not understand, she muttered a few words of disappointment before turning around and leave.

It was a chicken farm that was located in the backyard, the size of a football field.

Upon hearing Scarlet's words, when Watson arrived here, he just happened to see two youths around the age of 16 walk out from within. They were strong-looking and looked almost identical to each other.

"Third Brother, Fourth Brother."

These were his two older brothers, Zeke and Zenoah. They were rumored to be twins born on the same day and possessed a special ability called telepathy, enabling them to understand each other's thoughts to a certain extent.

"Have you've come to take care of the chicken farm, Watson? What a coincidence. The hens have just laid their eggs. We want to exchange some for toys, so don't tell Father."

Zeke reached out and patted Watson's shoulder. He had a shifty look on his face as he pointed at his bulging chest. The white eggshells could vaguely be seen inside.

Zenoah whistled. "A hundred eggs should be enough to exchange for some candy and a slingshot for bird hunting! If we're lucky, we might even be able to exchange them for two good glass balls that we can play with."

"Got it. I won't say anything."

Seeing his two brothers leave, Watson squatted on the ground like a deflated rubber ball.

What could he say? He could not even stomach his meals, let alone play. What was he to do if his family was full of unreliable people?

It had rained the previous day, and a puddle on the ground reflected his dark brown hair. His ten-year-old body was very delicate and only his eyes had a look of helpless maturity. Anyone who looked solely into his eyes would have thought that he was 30-years-old.

He was not originally from that world and used to be a stereotypical office worker back on Earth. Because of his miserable six-to-nine life all year round, he could not resist uttering, "I don't want to live miserably like this." God eventually fulfilled his request by letting him transmigrate into the body of a baron's eighth child a week ago.

Watson grabbed a handful of chicken feed from the simple wooden chicken shed and threw it on the ground. He looked at each of the thin and dull-looking hens as they extended their necks and scrambled over to gobble up the food. He then said resentfully, "If there is ever a day I can't take it anymore, I'll kill all of you and treat myself to a good meal."

It was not easy for him to come to another world. So be it if he could not make a name for himself and become a hero, but he was not even able to live a rich life. All he could do was worry about these hens every day and spend his life in poverty, before finally dying of disease or hunger…

The pain almost brought him to tears.

[Faint sadness detected. Super Fusion System is activating.]

[Activation successful. The host has obtained the ability to fuse all things and improve their quality! Magical beasts, ores, gold coins, magic…the system capabilities is limited only by the host's imagination.]

Could it be the legendary Midas Touch?

It was rumored that every transmigrator would be receive a blessing from the heavens and it turned out to be true. Watson was stunned. He suddenly felt an inexplicable message enter his mind, and a row of small glowing words floated above the head of the hen in front of him.

[Subject to fuse: Ordinary Hen]

[Ability: laying an egg a day (after fusion, the production speed and quality of the eggs will be increased)]

An increase in production speed?

Watson's eyes lit up. Ordinary hens would usually lay only one egg daily, or two, at most. There were more than a thousand hens in the chicken farm as of then. As long as they each laid an additional egg every day, the family's assets would double.

He was getting excited at the thought, so when the system asked, [Has a suitable fusion target been detected and is it ready to fuse?, he immediately agreed. [Initiate fusion.]

Whoosh!

With a soft sound, a white glow suddenly appeared in the two hens that were eating in front of him and they collided, turning them into a hen that was several times larger. It approached his feet and rubbed its head affectionately against him.

[Fusion successful!]

[Fused object changed to: Hen King]

[Ability: lays two delicious eggs daily]

All creatures that had been fused by the system would be 100% obedient to him. Not only did the production rate of that 'Hen King' increase, the taste of the eggs increased too.

Watson lowered his head and rubbed the hen's huge head. He looked around and suddenly had a bold idea. If fusing two hens brought about such a big change, what would happen if he fused all the hens present?

Boom!

Watson willed his thoughts into action, and all the hens in the chicken farm burst into a glow at that moment. They morphed into a huge colorful ball of light right before his very eyes and let out the faint cry of a hundred chickens.

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Chapter 2: There Are Another 90 Eggs Just Like This

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[Congratulations, Host! You have successfully fused 1,080 hens. You have obtained a Gold-tier magical beast: Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken!]

Following the system notification, the huge ball of light in front of Watson shattered to reveal what happened inside.

A hen that was more than a meter tall and covered in colorful feathers walked out. Each feather was bright and colorful, as if it was burning with flames, and there was a golden crown on its head.

As soon as it took a step, a sweet fragrance wafted through the air and Watson's entire body felt at ease after taking a whiff. The entire chicken farm seemed to be graced by the appearance of the colorful chicken.

"A Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? Really?" Watson blinked in disbelief.

It had only been a few days since he transmigrated to this world, but he already understood a lot about that place. For example, there were warriors who mastered powerful combat aura, mages who could control magical elements, and powerful magical beasts living beyond the places where humans resided.

Be it humans or magical beasts, all of them shared a tiered strength system. From the weakest to the strongest, they were Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Starlight, and Sovereign.

The hens from before, including Watson, could not even be considered Iron-rank. They were just ordinary people and ordinary chickens . The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken did not have much strength despite being a Gold-level magical beast, but its invincible effect was enough to offset everything else.

As if to prove his words, small glowing words floated above the head of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

[Subject to fuse: Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken (Gold-tier magical beast)]

[Ability: produces a hundred eggs a day with an irresistible taste. Consuming one egg increases a person's lifespan by one year and raises one's strength by a hundred catties. Effects weaken after repeated consumption.]

The incident was a prime example of having a pie falling from the sky.

Watson could not help but drool. Who would not want to live for a few more years? The eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken were even more exaggerated than the rumors suggested. As long as he continued to consume them, he could turn into Hercules within a few months. Being able to possess several hundred catties worth of strength at the age of ten was unimaginable, and even the weightlifting champions in his previous life paled in comparison.

Aside from himself, his family's physical fitness could also be improved while the extra eggs could be sold. The production of a hundred eggs a day was lower than before, but the price became much higher.

An ordinary hen egg was only worth one copper coin, while the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken were worth one gold coin.

One gold coin was equivalent to 100 silver coins, which was equivalent to 10,000 copper coins. Therefore, the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken did not lay eggs, but gold!

Watson was so excited that he could not resist hugging the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and take a bite out of it. "Since you are the first pet to be fused and the hope of the entire family, I'll call you Emperor Cluck from now on."

The king of the chickens who made them a fortune every day.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck."

Emperor Cluck spread its wings and raised its head to cry out twice. Its voice shook the ground slightly, like thunder on a sunny day. It then raised its butt, with five-colored eggs flying out one after another before landing on the ground.

They were two times bigger than an ordinary egg and had mysteriously beautiful patterns all around. Its outer shell was also very hard, and rather than breaking upon impact, it made a metal clanging sound, like a work of art.

Soon, eggs piled into a heap behind Emperor Cluck. There were exactly one hundred of them.

Once it was done, it shook its feathers and lay on the ground in a slightly dejected manner.

Watson was stunned. He had seen hens lay eggs, but he had never seen a hen lay a hundred eggs at once. He wondered how such a small body could contain that many eggs.

He subconsciously picked one up and knocked it with his hand. The egg shell, which was unusually hard, became very fragile in his hand. In an instant, he cracked it open, and a somewhat dazzling golden-yellow liquid began flowing out.

Ignoring the fact that it was a raw egg, Watson widened the crack, opened his mouth, and slurped in all that eggy liquid.

It was cold to his mouth and had a sweet, indescribable, yet delicious taste. A warm feeling then manifested in his limbs and bones. The pores on his body opened, and a powerful force surged through his blood vessels.

Watson gently rolled up his pants and looked at the calf muscles that were obviously thicker than before. He was so overjoyed that he was completely lost for words.Edward Garry got up from the bed. The chicken's sudden cry made him shiver in fear.

"What was that calling?"

Edward pushed away the blanket to reveal his hairy chest and looked out suspiciously from the third floor window.

As a down-and-out baron who was well-known throughout the land, he was lamenting his sufferable life and lack of money as usual. He was already about to make another baby with his beloved wife Catherine but was scared to death by that ear-piercing sound.

Beside him, Catherine turned over and smiled lazily. "Perhaps a magical beast has entered the village. Why don't we go out and take a look?"

Although she was in her late twenties, Catherine still retained her beauty. Her slightly curled chestnut-colored hair rested on her shoulders, and there were almost no wrinkles on her smooth and clean face.

"Forget it. In this broken place where I live, there is no wheat in the fields and no fruit on the trees. How could it possibly attract any magical beasts? It must be some child shouting. Let's continue." Edward laughed self-deprecatingly.

Creating more children was just what he needed to turn things around.

Although having a child would cost him a lot of money, the possibility remained that he could create a child with unparalleled talent or an amazing appearance that caught the eye of a certain noble. His reputation would soar to the sky if that happened!

Just as Edward was about to withdraw into the blanket, he heard Watson shouting from outside. "Father, Mother, look here! I've got the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. We're rich."

Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken!

The heat in Edward's heart was completely extinguished.

An hour later.

"Indeed, it does look like the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken!"

Edward was dressed in a washed-out white robe and sat at the head of the dining table. Beside him was Catherine, who wore a long coarse dress and held his hand.

At this moment, the two of them were staring at a five-colored egg placed in the middle of the table.

Scarlet—who was out hunting—as well as Zeke and Zenoah—who went to exchange eggs for toys—had all rushed back. They sat beside Watson according to their age. Other than their eldest brother and second sister who were away from home all year round as well as their fifth brother and sixth sister who were at home but basically did not leave their rooms, the entire family had already gathered there.

"It's so beautiful. The design on this egg looks like it was painted with dye."

"Watson, where did you pick up this egg? The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is the rarest among all Gold-tier magical beasts. Due to the difficulty in breeding and the low ability to produce eggs, as well as the fact that the eggs are loved by the great nobles, almost all of them have already been caught."

Aside from Edward, even Scarlet, Zeke, and Zenoah could not help but gasp in awe at Watson's good fortune.

The value of a single egg was equivalent to the value produced by all their hens in the past ten days.

"Ahem." Edward was the first to react, clearing his throat before saying, "Watson, since you found this egg, you'll get have the profit regardless of how much its eventually sold for."

"Father, I didn't bring this egg back to sell it. I brought it back for everyone to eat," Watson rejected him outright.

What a good child!

"I understand your pain, but how can we bear to eat such a precious egg?"

"That's right, Watson. An egg can only be eaten once. If we were to exchange it for meat, it would be enough for us to eat for a few days."

Scarlet followed Edward's advice. Although Zeke and Zenoah swallowed their saliva, they controlled themselves. As the youngest child in the family, Watson knew how to bring out good things to share, and it was embarrassing for his elder brothers and sisters to be greedy.

"Father, brothers, and sister, you're all so kind. Do you think that there's only one egg from this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? You're wrong. There are more than ninety eggs just like this. I just didn't bring them because I was afraid of knocking them over."

Noticing the shocked and flabbergasted faces of his family members, Watson cocked an eyebrow. "It's not just the eggs. I've also managed to get a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. It was wandering around our family's chicken farm! If you don't believe me, I'll bring you over to have a look right now."

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Chapter 3: A Bright Future

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Inside the huge chicken farm, the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken walked valiantly, occasionally lowering its head and using its claws to flatten the uneven ground. It was obviously repairing its own territory.

"It really is a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken! But where are the other chickens in the chicken farm?"

Edward stared at Emperor Cluck, whose every move contained great power, and was a little dumbfounded.

There had previously been a thousand hens in the chicken farm, so could all of them have been eaten by that Gold-tier magical beast? However, there were no traces of blood or chicken bones left behind on the ground.

After hearing what Watson said at the dining table, Edward immediately brought his wife and children to the chicken farm and was anxious to have a look at it .

"Father, after this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken came over, all the hens in the chicken farm ran away. They must have been scared off," Watson scratched his head in embarrassment.

The system was of such great importance that he did not dare to mention it, even to those closest to him.

"They all ran away?"

Edward was reluctant at first, but he got over it as the value of that Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was a hundred times more valuable than a thousand hens. He said, "So be it. Legend has it that powerful magical beasts have extremely strong territorial tendencies. This Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is so proud and it probably doesn't allow ordinary chickens to live with it! God blessed us and gave us the good fortune of meeting it. What's important is that it doesn't run away."

Edward was feeling more happy than reluctant. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken laid eggs worth their weight in gold, and as long as the chicken stayed at home, they would not have to worry about food and clothing. Edward decided to be frugal during the coming period. He would save the remaining meat in the house to the chicken, and after it laid enough eggs, he would sell them to turn his life for the better.

"This chicken looks so fat and delicious. Let's stew it later." Watson's seventh sister, Scarlet, placed her finger on her pink lips and could not help drooling.

Edward's expression froze.

After all, she was still a child and all she knew was how to eat. His heart would break if she ate such a precious magical beast.

"Stupid Seventh Sister, how can you possible eat such a precious chicken?"

Zeke and Zenoah said in unison. Edward thought to himself, 'My third and fourth children are still the most sensible.' The twins then said in a louder voice, "We should sell it. Maybe we can exchange it for a big farm filled with slingshots and endless glass marbles."

A dumbfounded Edward got so angry that his body became unsteady. Thankfully, Catherine managed to support him in time.

How did he father such prodigal children? One wanted to eat while the other two wanted to play. Was it that hard to be a little more business-minded?

"Brothers, Sister, we can't sell this chicken. We'll only be able to earn more profits by keeping it and having it lay eggs! The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken can lay a hundred eggs every day. If you convert that into money, it's a hundred gold coins. After we minus the chicken feed and our daily consumptions, we can get a couple dozen gold coins. We'll be able to get a few thousand gold coins within a year," Watson explained with a smile.

Even the famous big farm owners in the vicinity could rarely earn that many gold coins.

"Watson is still the most sensible one."

Edward could not help but nod after finally hearing some reason.

At only ten-years-old that year, Watson was his youngest child, whom he did not pay much attention to at first. His seventh child, Scarlet, knew how to shoot arrows and occasionally went out to hunt. The twins Zeke and Zenoah were quick-witted and knew how to exchange their family's belongings for some trinkets, so they had the potential to become merchants. Watson was the one who seemed dull since he was young and did not seem to know anything.

At that point however, it appeared that this youngest son was the true outstanding one. In addition, he was lucky to have met the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, so the chicken farm would be left to him to manage in the future.

"Eighth Brother, we understand what you're saying, but how are we going to keep this multicolored fragrant chicken? We can't stop if it wants to run. Don't tell me we have to tie it up? We've never raised such a precious magical beast too, so what if it dies?"

Zeke tilted his head and had a doubtful expression.

These words doused Edward's enthusiasm like ice water.

Zeke was right. Even if the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was the weakest Gold-tier magical beast, it was not something that could be controlled by a rope. How could they stop it if it wanted to leave? Moreover, if they failed to serve it well and the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken died, there was nowhere else they could cry to.

"Don't worry about it, everyone. I don't know what's going on with this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, but it's very close to me. It won't run away."

Watson had a shy expression. He waved his hand and said, "Come here, Emperor Cluck."

The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, which had a proud look on its face just a moment ago and was kicking a stone, flapped its wings in an instant and ran all the way to Watson's leg. It rubbed its head affectionately and let out a series of clucks to ingratiate itself.

That…

Edward and the others exchanged shocked looks with each other. How could such a magnificent Gold-tier magical beast be like this?

"This chicken is called Emperor Cluck? What a strange name." Upon seeing that the chicken was very close to Watson, Scarlet could not help but come closer. "Come over here, Emperor Cluck."

Emperor Cluck rolled its eyes at her, then raised its claw and stomped on the ground, instantly creating a half meter deep ditch. It was a clear warning for everyone not to come any closer, and Scarlet was so scared that she retreated with a pale face.

"Emperor Cluck, this is my seventh sibling, Scarlet. You have to be more polite to her in the future. Otherwise, I'll punish you by not feeding you."

Watson gave Emperor Cluck a kick, then turned around to discover his father and siblings looking at him as if he was a monster. His lips twitched. "Why are you looking at me like that? Well, shouldn't we go back after seeing the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? It's almost noon. Are you going to eat the chicken's eggs or not?"

"Yes, of course!"

Edward was the first to react. With a wave of his hand, he immediately made up his mind and decided that he had to hand over the chicken farm to Watson.Half an hour later.

Everyone sat around the wooden dining table, and their mother Catherine distributed the eggs.

"One each, be careful not to burn yourselves."

The large colored eggs were placed in front of everyone and were emitting heat because they had just been boiled.

Watson picked up a fork and cracked the eggshell. He then used a small knife to cut open the colorful egg white. A golden liquid flowed out of the egg at once, emitting a gentle glow like the morning sun. A special fragrance assaulted everyone's senses and filling the entire room.

"It smells so good!"

Unable to hold it in anymore, Watson picked up the cut egg and slowly put it into his mouth. He had already eaten one earlier and it was his second egg of the day. It had a better flavor because it was cooked, and there was a creamy aroma as soon as it entered his mouth. It tasted even better than meat, and it was no wonder that those great nobles scrambled like mad just to eat some Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

The others ate in a very unruly manner compared to him. Scarlet's cheeks were puffed up and she licked her fingers, muttering in a muffled voice, "Wow, even the eggs taste good. I wonder what the chicken itself tastes like…"

Zeke and Zenoah were fighting over it, saying, "Give me a bite of yours, just one bite."

Edward stuffed the egg into his mouth with a straight face, then stretched his hand toward his wife Catherine, who smacked it away begrudgingly. He smiled awkwardly, he said earnestly, "Ahem, the eldest and the second aren't home, while the fifth and the sixth have been staying in the room. This is for them. Don't get any other thoughts!"

Seeing Catherine's suspicions of him, Edward changed the topic, "I'm really not a glutton, trust me. Alright, forget about it. Since everyone's here, I'll be announcing a very important matter! From today onward, the chicken farm will be under Watson's management. The eggs that are produced will be sold by third and fourth brother at the nearby farms. Does everyone have any objections?"

Everyone else was fighting to eat the eggs, so they naturally had no objections. Watson smiled and said, "Thank you, Father." He looked at the sun outside, with sunlight shining warmly on his body.

Watson finally saw a glimmer of light after transmigrating to that world a few days ago. With the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, he believed that a bright future was ahead of him and he looked forward to it greatly.

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Three days had passed since Watson fused the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

The family's food situation improved considerably. They were usually only able to drink meat soup once a week, but they could now eat eggs that tasted better than meat. Even the fifth sibling Peter—who was sick and constantly bedridden—was eating, and the sixth sibling Margaret—who locked herself in her room and spent all her time reading—spared some of her time to come down on a few occasions to express her gratitude to Watson.

Little else could be said about his father Edward and his mother Catherine, who worked even harder to produce babies after they had eaten well and their bodies had extra strength. Watson had to endure their torturous moans every single night.

During those few days, his seventh sibling Scarlet did not go hunting anymore. She had been tagging along with him to look after the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. On the other hand, Watson had to be on guard against his gluttonous sister, lest she bring the chicken away to stew when he was not paying attention.

"Our eldest and second eldest siblings aren't around, so there's a total of eight people in the house. All of us eat a total of twenty-four eggs every day! Right now, there are still more than three hundred eggs left from the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. It's time for third brother and fourth brother to take them to the nearby farms and sell them," Watson muttered to himself as he went up to the attic on the roof of his house.

The attic was filled with miscellaneous items and books that Edward had collected. There were two rows of bookshelves, and the books on them were covered in dust. Among them were a plethora of books on cultivation. Books were very precious in that world and only nobles had the right to learn from them. Ordinary civilians could not even afford to buy them, let alone read them.

Watson went there in order to learn magic.

In the world with swords and magic, strength was always respected. If he could not become stronger, the news of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken would definitely make people jealous.

He had eaten more than ten eggs in the past few days and his life expectancy had increased by ten years. His height had also increased slightly and his body had developed muscles despite not exercising. It would be a pity if he did not cultivate when his body had become so capable.

Whoosh!

Watson walked into the attic and carefully closed the door behind him. He went to the bookshelf and picked up a book called Encyclopedia of Basic Magic, then blew at the dust on it.

The cultivation system in this world was mainly divided into four types, namely warriors, mages, archers, and priests.

Among them, warriors' cultivation was the least difficult and could be learnt by oneself. After mastering it, the body would produce a power called combat aura. Their body could withstand knives and swords, and a wave of the hand could break metal. Training to become an archer or a priest was more difficult, requiring someone to guide them in helping to unlock their aptitude.

Archers needed to sign a contract with the Elves to obtain the power of nature, while priests had receive the power of holy light by going to the temple and asking the archbishop to hold a Heavenly Enlightenment Ceremony. All of that could be solved with money, but the most difficult to cultivate was mages. Only those who had the talent to communicate with magic elements could learn it, and such people numbered one in ten thousand.

However, mages were also the strongest after cultivating. Powerful mages could destroy the world and could defeat ten warriors of the same rank as the mage. The only drawback was the time required to chant spells, which was a disadvantage in close combat.

"If I want to learn magic, the first thing I have to do is to check if I have the talent for magic. No one else in my family can do it other than my second sister. I wonder if I can do it?"

Watson opened the Encyclopedia of Basic Magic.

Edward had eight children, and only his second child had the talent for water-type magic. She had left home to study in her early years, and as long as she became a powerful mage, she could even obtain a status higher than that of a baron in addition to inheriting the family business. When his second sister's talent was detected, the family held a long-awaited feast and celebrated for three days. Edward commenced his hardworking child-making sessions in the hopes that another child with talent for magic would appear in the family.

Unfortunately, talent was not something that could be obtained simply because one wanted it. Every child in the family had been tested at birth. Watson had been tested before and he proved to be talentless, but magical talent was related to a person's soul. SInce was a transmigrator whose soul did not belong to that world, he wondered if there were any changes.

He acted on his thoughts.

A magic circle called the 'testing circle' was recorded on the first page of the Encyclopedia of Basic Magic. It was specifically used to test whether a person had talent. Watson took out the knife that he had prepared beforehand and lay on the ground, where he spent half a day drawing a huge pattern according to the drawing in the book.

It was oval in shape, with the sun and moon at the top and bottom respectively. It symbolized light and darkness, the two most powerful magic elements. On the left and right sides were four magic symbols: earth, fire, water, and air. Altogether they formed the six basic magic elements that made up the world.

Standing in the center of the circle, Watson silently chanted the spell recorded in the book, "Light illuminates the world, darkness envelops the earth, and the power of the four elements bear the weight of all. Faith shall be dedicated to the elemental God, and upon me a miracle will be bestowed…"

The spell dissipated, and the small attic began to shake. Faint spots of light appeared in the air like fireflies, and flickered as if heaven and earth were breathing.

All those spots of light began circling Watson's body, turning blue and pouring into the right side of the magic circle. A symbol formed by three wave-shaped stripes emitted the sound of the churning ocean. It was not raining, but the floor became wet, and Watson's body was even emitting a dazzling blue light.

"I really have a magic talent?" Watson was pleasantly surprised.

Any one of the magic circle's six elemental symbols that lit up represented a magic talent. The brighter the light, the stronger the talent. His magic talent was water. Although his talent was not the strongest light and darkness, the water symbol seemed quite bright. Such quality could only be found in one out of a hundred mages.

Since he had already tested his talent, Watson was ready to learn magic immediately.

He flipped the book in his hand to the chapter on water magic. Watson glanced at the two Iron-tier spells recorded on it. The book only had Iron-tier spells despite Edward spending a considerable amount of money to get. Magic books with higher-tier spells were hard to come by, so it could be said that the mage profession was one that burned money.

The two water element spells were:

Drizzle Spell: after being cast, drizzled rain can be sprinkled from one's fingertips in order to accelerate the growth of crops.

Water Ball Spell: condenses water to a ball the size of a fist, with a target range of 100 meters.

Watson learnt those two spells with just a few glances, perhaps because he had good talent.

"Drizzle Spell!"

According to the book, Watson mobilized the magic elements and felt a long river surging in his body, gathering in his right hand. At that moment, his palm had turned into a sprinkler head and his five fingers were the sprinklers. Drops of water dripped down from his fingers and landed on the ground, filling the air with freshness.

Next, he tried the Water Ball Spell. A fist-sized crystal ball of water gathered in his hand. With a wave, it landed on a wall a few meters away, leaving a pool of water on it and causing the wall to shake.

"Not bad."

Watson tried it a couple more times and felt his body weaken. He sat on the ground with a pale face. The Drizzle Spell did not seem to be that lethal, while the Water Ball Spell had a strength of about a hundred catties, which were barely enough to push down an adult.

Disappointment soon followed after his initial excitement.

"They're Iron-tier spells after all. Sigh, they're easy to learn, but they're not very powerful! Magic books with higher-tier spells are only available in big cities, and it must be very difficult to find them. If that wasn't the case, my second sister wouldn't have left home without coming back for so many years. Am I destined not to become a powerful mage in the short term?"

[Do not fret, Master. The system can fuse all things, so it also fuse spells and raise their quality. Your burdens will be shared.]

It was then that the system's voice rang in his ear.

Watson's face was filled with joy. Of course! How could he have forgotten about that?

[Fusing two different Iron-tier spells will create a Bronze-tier spell. Suitable fusion target has been detected. Would Master like to fuse them?]

"Do you even need to ask? Fuse it, of course!"

As soon as Watson's voice fell, the knowledge pertaining to the Drizzle Spell and the Water Ball Spell merged suddenly in his mind and turned into a brand-new spell.

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Chapter 5: Bronze-Tier Magic

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[Congratulations, Master. You have successfully fused the Iron-tier spells Drizzle and Water Ball to create Bronze-tier spell Thunderstorm.]

Following the system notification, Watson opened his hands.

A dazzling sky-blue light condensed into fist-sized water balls. There were more than a hundred of them, densely covering the entire attic. Each water ball was comparable to the Water Ball Spell earlier and the water vapor was connected to form a thick layer of clouds.

Watson stood among the clouds in surprise and recalled the knowledge in his mind.

Bronze-tier spell, Thunderstorm: Summon a layer of clouds and produce rain within a maximum area of a hundred square meters.

If Iron-tier spells were said to be rudimentary and one's body could only barely communicate with the elements, then Bronze-tier spells were considered to have reached the advanced level. A mage who mastered a certain tier of magic would be classed according to that tier, and there was more than ten times difference strength between Iron-tier and Bronze-tier mages.

For example, the Bronze-tier spell he had mastered retained the effect of the Drizzle Spell, but the original water droplets had expanded into water balls. Once they fell, it was equivalent to hundreds of water balls hitting the ground at the same time. They nourished everything and had a destructive power at the same time.

Watson did not expect the spell to change that drastically after fusion. Before he could cancel it, the water balls floating around him fell onto him at the same time, as if the sky had collapsed in an instant.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, hundreds of water balls merged into a waterfall and swept across the floor, breaking the door of the attic and the windows. Near the windows, the wall made of mud and wood collapsed with a crack.

A river about a few meters wide sloped out of the wall and spurted out, while a long rainbow appeared outside the house.

Watson stood in the attic and watched as the debris in the house was washed away. Even the two bookshelves in the corner fell to the ground and all the books were soaked in water, leaving him dumbfounded.

Then, he snapped back to his senses and quickly carried the bookshelves to save the soaked books.

"What happened? Is there an earthquake?"

"It didn't rain today. Why is the roof leaking?"

Exclamations came from downstairs. Led by Edward and Catherine, Scarlet, Zeke and Zenoah followed closely behind. They rushed to the attic in a hurry only to see a fallen door panel and the half-collapsed wall behind Watson. The blue sky was in full view and they were all dumbfounded.

"Were you taking a shower upstairs, Watson? Did the water pipe explode?" His two brothers asked.

"Well, I…" Watson smiled in embarrassment and hid the magic book behind his back.

Edward noticed Watson's movements and saw the magic formation carved on the ground. His eyes immediately lit up. "Watson, are you secretly learning magic?"

Learning magic?

Impossible.

When they heard that, everyone had an even more shocked reaction compared to when they found out that Watson was bathing in the attic.

"Didn't we test Watson before and he didn't have any magic talent?" Catherine shook her head and tidied her open collar.

Edward had been clapping her cheeks downstairs, but they were interrupted with a loud noise from above that shook the entire house. She hurriedly put on her clothes and followed Edward up, and at that point, there was still a rosy flush on her face.

Watson's seventh sibling, Scarlet, said, "That's right. During the test, Eighth Brother's perception of magic elements was even weaker than mine! it's very difficult for Eighth Brother to learn any cultivation profession, especially mages."

Ignoring the others, Edward walked to Watson's side and wiped away the droplets on his son's face. He stretched out his hand and said, "Hand it over. Don't hide it anymore."

Seeing as he could not hide it anymore, Watson handed the magic book to Edward and smiled shyly. "Hehe, I've made you worried, Father. I was studying this book just now and accidentally learned two Iron-tier spells. The result was a big commotion…"

He really was studying magic!

Edward glanced at Watson with a meaningfully. He knew that the spells recorded in this magic book were very basic. Mere Iron-tier spells could never make such a big commotion, but he did not ask further since Watson was reluctant and simply offered some words of praise.

"God blessed us with a second mage in our family! We'll have a good meal later to celebrate."

Although he did not know how the untalented Watson managed to learn magic, Edward was too lazy to get to the bottom of such a joyous occasion. Originally, there were so many children in the family who had no hope of inheriting the title of nobility, except for the second child who was a little promising. However, there were now two mages in the family, and their nobility title would definitely be preserved.

After all, having two mages in the family at the same time was something worth celebrating, even for some of the great nobles.

Catherine was excited too. "Quick, Zeke, Zenoah! Take the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs that have been stored in the chicken farm! Let Watson eat five for lunch, no, ten!"

"Got it, mother." Zeke and Zenoah turned around and left with smiles on their faces. They were very happy to know that their eighth brother had the talent to learn magic.

Scarlet was the only one who pouted unhappily. She had always liked her youngest brother very much, and since the two of them often hunted together, her idea was to protect her brother as an elder sister. She had been working hard to become a Iron-tier archer, so how did Watson suddenly become a mage?

How could she protect her brother in the future?

Each member of the family had their own thoughts, and half an hour later, Watson was invited to the center of the dining table. He looked at the ten boiled Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs in front of him. He wanted to cry but the tears would not come. More importantly, Edward kept saying, "Eat more. Now is the time for you to grow. You need to nourish your body.".

Although the eggs were delicious, one could easily get fed up after eating too much of them.

He had eaten plenty of eggs in recent days and the effects had weakened considerably. In the beginning, eating one egg could increase his life span by one year, but it now took ten eggs to increase it by the same duration. The improvement to his body was no longer significant.

Unable to withstand his parents' expectant gazes, Watson could only pick up his knife and fork.

An hour later, Watson wiped his mouth and walked outside to a field full of weeds. He had eaten ten eggs in a row, and had it not been for the fact that he could not eat any more, Edward seemed eager to feed him more. Everyone else had only one egg to eat, and Scarlet was even denied a second.

After eating, Edward asked Zeke and Zenoah to sell two hundred of the eggs to a nearby farm. Getting money was incidental to the main purpose, which was to exchange for some exquisite meat and rice noodles to nourish Watson's body. Edward seemed to treat Watson as his most beloved child, after the latter he discovered the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and subsequently became a mage.

Watson did not know how else to persuade him. His stomach felt really uncomfortable, so he went there for a walk.

The farmland was also his family's property and they totaled up to ten acres.

Because there were few people in his family and no one knew how to plant crops, it had long since been abandoned. Watson thought for a moment. Since he had learnt magic, using the system to fuse it would only make it stronger. Other than raising chickens, he ought to cultivate some proper crops there. As he was earlier unable to execute the spell to its full extent in the attic, he wanted to experience how strong the Bronze-tier fused spell was.

With that thought, Watson opened his arms and cast a Thunderstorm in the empty field. "Let the storm come more violently!"

Boom!

There was thunder in the sky. A black cloud layer that stretched for a hundred meters suddenly gathered in the bright blue sky and there were flashes of lightning. Blue water balls the size of fists began raining down one after another, dropping onto the ground like cannonballs and creating a deep pit in the field.

The scene could clearly be seen within a radius of several kilometers. The workers in nearby farms raised their heads in surprise.

"What's going on? It looks like it's going to rain, but why is it only raining in one place?"

"This is the first time I've seen rain as heavy as a fist. It'll probably kill me if it falls on my head."

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Chapter 6: The Eldest Son Returns

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On a wide road not far from the farm Watson was at, six people wearing armor and holding longswords walked along the road. The leader had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a strong build. His looks were 70% similar to Watson's, and the huge sword on his back was as thick as a door.

"Vincent, if you want to marry our daughter, you must prepare a betrothal gift! Lord Liszt said that it has to be a hundred gold coins. Any less and he would not allow you to enter."

A sarcastic voice came from behind. The man who looked like Watson turned his head and noticed that the speaker was a middle-aged man with pointy ears, monkey cheeks, and a handlebar mustache. He squeezed out a smile with difficulty.

"Fret not, Captain Wesley. My ancestors were great nobles! Although my father left the family and is now only a poor baron, the family still has a piece of abandoned farmland. If we sell it along with some other miscellaneous things, we should be able to gather a hundred gold coins."

"Seven days."

"What?"

"I said I'll only give you seven days. Our daughter is not only beautiful, but also well-educated. Those who want to marry her can line up from one farm to another! You're just a small-time Iron-tier warrior. You're the one who gets the glory if she marries someone like you. She can't wait a few years for you to raise the money. If you can't collect a hundred gold coins in seven days, you can forget about it."

Wesley stretched out his finger and shook it. The sarcasm was clearly showing from his words.

One gold coin was enough for an ordinary family to live frugally for a year. A hundred was daylight robbery.

Vincent clenched his fists and sighed. "I know. I'll do my best not to disappoint her."

If Watson was here, he would definitely be surprised to see this man, because this man was Vincent Garry, Edward's eldest son and Watson's older brother.

Vincent was already a Iron-tier warrior at the age of 20, and was only one step away from becoming a Bronze-tier one. Due to his outstanding talent, he was valued by a big farmer named Liszt, who recruited him to be a guard. The people beside him were also farm guards, and Wesley was a captain. Like him, they were also warriors who had one foot in Bronze-tier.

As the eldest son, Vincent had left home from a young age in order to reduce the burden on his family. He had always been thinking about how to earn money.

The easiest way to become rich was to marry a rich woman.

It was not that Vincent did not want to work hard, but time waited for no man. There were still a bunch of younger brothers and sisters waiting for him to take care of them. If all of them relied on him to keep their feet on the ground, the whole family would starve to death sooner or later.

In that world, a man and a woman could get married if they reached the age of 16 and 14, respectively. The young lady he wanted to pursue was Liszt's daughter. As a famous landlord in the neighborhood, Liszt was also a baron, but he was different from a down-and-out baron like Edward because Liszt was stinking rich. Aside from having hundreds of guards, he also had thousands of farmers.

Marriage was something that a man had to be responsible for. Even if he married a village girl, the other party's parents might not agree if the betrothal gifts were not enough, and that was much truer for a rich daughter. He had been pursuing her for a long time before she was finally willing to marry him.

"I'll just bear with these little losses before me in order to let my family live a better life."

While Vincent was comforting himself, a dark cloud suddenly floated in the sky not far away, followed by a thunder-like sound. A fist-sized water ball fell from the sky. The wind in the sky rose and the clouds surged, while the ground was filled with mist. The whole scene took him by surprise.

"What's going on?"

He had seen rain before, but he had never seen one of such magnitude. It did not seem like a natural phenomenon, but more like someone was casting a spell.

However, changing the weather was the symbol of a Bronze-tier mage. A mage of this level would usually enjoy a good life in a big city, so why would they appear in such a remote place? Moreover, looking at the area covered by the spell, it seemed to be his family's unused wheat field.

"Not good!"

Feeling that something was not right, Vincent rushed over.

He knew that the only valuable thing in his family was a piece of farmland and a chicken farm. After years away from home, he had no idea how many hens were left there, and the wheat field was originally something he had planned to give to Wesley. What was he to use as a betrothal gift if the field was destroyed?

"Follow him."

Wesley was initially shocked by the torrential rain in the distance and he frowned when he saw Vincent's actions.

Although he did not know why Vincent was so agitated, he was a guard sent by the master. He could not let anything happen to Vincent, so he immediately waved his hand and led a few of his men forward.Watson stood in the farmland, summoning the wind and rain. He breathed heavily and felt very comfortable.

The fist-sized water ball fell on his body and bounced off like jelly. It would not hurt him because he was the wielder of the magic. The water ball fell on the ground and cracked the dry yellow soil open. Sweet water flowed freely, turning the soil from yellow to black.

In just a few minutes, the yellow soil had become fertile black soil.

The weeds growing in the field were also growing rapidly. They grew from the height of a calf to the height of an adult, burying Watson. If it were wheat in the field instead of weeds, their height would be enough to feed his family for several years.

His original intention was to nourish the land and make it more convenient to grow things. However, the weeds were growing so well that it would be troublesome to weed them in the future.

"It's almost done. If this continues, the weeds will not be able to be removed."

Watson's body swayed. He wiped the water off his face and felt the magic elements in his body being rapidly consumed. He stopped casting magic and the clouds in the sky immediately dissipated.

Magic was essentially a kind of energy. That energy was contained in the soul and could communicate with heaven and earth. When that energy was almost depleted, people would fall into weakness. Most mages would appear thin and weak because they could not replenish their energy throughout the year.

Watson had been eating the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs for the past few days, and his body size was already comparable to that of a 13- or 14-year-old boy, yet it was still intolerable for him.

"Where did you come from, Mage? How dare you secretly cast a spell in this field? Don't you know that this is my family's property? Hurry up and come out, or I shan't be blamed for sparing you no courtesy."

Vincent panted as he ran. He pulled out the huge sword on his back and stood outside the field, shouting.

Having seen the sudden change earlier, he expected that the field would be a mess but was surprised to see it being filled with greenery instead. He was surprised and relieved at the same time, as long as the field was not damaged.

"Who are you? Why are you speaking so arrogantly?"

Hearing the unfamiliar voice outside, Watson opened up a path among the weeds with great difficulty and walked out.

This was clearly the property of the Garry family. If the eighth child had not said anything yet, what right did the other party have to lambast him?

As soon as he walked out of the field and saw the man standing outside, both Watson and the other person were similarly stunned.

"Big Brother?"

"Eighth Brother! It's you!"

Vincent's mouth was wide open and he did not know what to say. He had never thought that the person suspected to be a Bronze-tier mage was actually his eighth brother. Watson ought to have no magic talent.

"Vincent, what's wrong? Is this child a member of your family? How lucky of him to become a mage at such a young age." At that moment, Wesley had also rushed over with a few guards. He could not hide the envy in his eyes as he looked at Watson.

He had just arrived when he heard Vincent address the child opposite him as 'Eighth Brother'. Everyone knew that a mage was equivalent to ten warriors of the same tier. Even the farm where Wesley was stationed at did not have any powerful mages guarding it. The future achievements of a boy who possessed such strength at such a young age was limitless. Wesley initially showed little concern about Vincent marrying the young lady, but he was beginning to feel uneasy.

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's go."

Vincent suppressed the shock in his heart as much as possible, then reached forward and grabbed Watson before heading home.

Half an hour later.

Catherine placed a plate of boiled eggs on the dining table. There were more than ten colorful eggs emitting a light fragrance.

Edward, who was sitting next to her, had a smile on his face. "You've been away from home for a few years now, Vincent. Why did you suddenly come back? It's good that you're here. These eggs were freshly laid by our Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. They're still fresh. Quick, try them."

"I didn't hear wrongly, did I? Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken?"

"I've heard Master mention this kind of chicken before. It's usually a tribute for great nobles! Even Master never have the fortune to eat these eggs. Do we really have the right to eat them?"

Wesley and the other guards sat around the dining table. They stared at the eggs in front and did not even dare to lay a finger on them. They originally thought that Vincent was just a poor boy and never expected his home to own a hen that laid 'golden eggs'. What was the reason for such a rich person to marry into another rich family?

The eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken?

Vincent was also at a loss. He was well aware of what his family was worth and would not have gone out to work otherwise. Were they still the same poor family that could not open the pot and had to eat a piece of meat for an entire week? Was anyone able to tell him what had happened in the past few years when he was away?

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Chapter 7: Inviting a Wolf Into the House

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Wesley felt that he had hit the jackpot.

He was exactly forty years old this year. As the captain of the farm under Master Liszt's name, his talent in cultivation was only average and he had not yet reached Bronze-tier. All he did in the farm was catch thieves and maintain order. He never did anything too overly meritorious and could not even save up a single gold coin a year.

At that moment, Wesley looked at the eggs on the plate and gulped. He felt that a bright future was right in front of him.

It was a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken!

He initially accompanied Vincent home because he wanted to inquire about the latter's family's conditions and urge Vincent to gather a hundred gold coins. He had changed his mind after that. Rather than letting the kid sell his family's assets and marry into the family, why not…

Wesley had always looked down on Vincent. They were both poor kids, but the Master looked up to him because his talents were slightly better. Why must the Master look up to Vincent instead of Wesley?

"Captain Wesley, this family actually has a live Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken! This chicken is worth more than ten thousand gold coins. Now that we know the situation, should we go back and report it to Master after we finish eating?"

"Do you guys think that Vincent will use the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken as a betrothal gift?"

One of the subordinates leaned close to Wesley's ear and lowered his voice to ask in an excited manner.

Like Wesley, they did not think much of Vincent in the past, but as long as Vincent married into the family, the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken would be considered half of their farm's property. They might be able to occasionally eat such expensive eggs in the future, and everyone would be happy if Vincent was willing to use the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken as a betrothal gift.

"How stupid. Do you think Vincent would dare to give such a precious thing away? Look at this family and find out more about them. If they don't have anyone influential backing them, we can take the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken away."

"It isn't nice to eat other people's food and rob them so openly, is it…"

One of the subordinates spoke weakly, but recevied a glare from Wesley. "Shut up. Is it robbing if you're doing it for Master? You've all got limited vocabulary and you should speak properly. This isn't robbing, but protecting. A precious thing like the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is only safe in our hands."

Wesley glanced at Edward and Catherine, who were still being courteous, then looked to the side. He noticed that there were only two other children in the house aside from Vincent, and those two were not even teens yet. His gaze then became dangerous.

Should he just let Vincent marry into the family?

Absolutely not. Even if Vincent agreed to use the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken as a betrothal gift, doing so would only make Master Liszt favor Vincent more while wanting nothing to do with Wesley. It would be better for Wesley to bring the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken back. If Master Liszt was pleased, Wesley might even be rewarded with gold coins so plenty that he could not even spend it all in his entire life.

It was every man for themselves.

Looking at Vincent again, Wesley realized that Vincent seemed reluctant to eat the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's egg even though he wanted to, and was instead asking his family about the changes that had happened over the years. A subordinate immediately sneered, "You all saw that, right? He's a poor kid. He wouldn't be able to enjoy the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken even if he had it. Why not let us have it!"

His subordinates quickly acknowledged him in a low voice. Then, someone gave him a push.

Wesley turned his head in dissatisfaction. "What are you guys saying? Didn't I say that this is protecting instead of robbing…"

The person who pushed him stared fixedly at the egg on his plate. "Captain Wesley, you've misunderstood. What I'm trying to say is that your egg is about to get cold! Such a precious egg won't taste good if it gets cold. Why don't you give it to us if you don't want to eat it?"

"Get lost!"

Wesley immediately stuffed the egg into his mouth, tasting the rich fragrance and the warmth that flowed into his limbs. His resolve was strengthened even further.

He had to rob that Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken!An hour later, at the chicken farm.

"Captain Wesley, what is you wanted to say when you dragged me here?"

Vincent stood outside the chicken farm and sighed as he looked at a half-meter tall male chicken adorned in colorful feathers.

He had just heard from the dining table that the chicken farm was now managed by his eighth sibling. A thousand hens were unfortunately lose after accidentally obtaining a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

It did not matter though. Vincent did not mind at all.

A hundred thousand hens could not be compared to a single Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Eighth Brother had said that a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken could lay a hundred eggs a day, and each egg was worth one gold coin. Originally, he had been reluctant to eat the eggs given by his mother, but after hearing that, he felt relieved and ate them.

Other than tasting absolutely superb, his physical fitness had also improved a lot. He was originally only one step away from becoming a Bronze-tier warrior, but he felt that he could have a breakthrough at any time.

However, the news that made him the happiest was his third and fourth brothers bringing over 200 eggs to sell in a nearby farm. He estimated that they would be back in two days, and his father had already promised to give him a hundred gold coins as a betrothal gift.

Vincent could not help but smile because he was in a good mood, .

The sight of that expression made Wesley curl his lips in disdain. "I won't beat around the bush, Vincent. The reason I called you here is very simple. Hand over the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and let me bring it back to Master Liszt."

"What do you mean, Captain Wesley?" Vincent's expression changed instantly.

"What do you mean? Hehe, such a precious magical beast is wasted on your family. A good thing must be given to someone who is capable. Is this explanation enough?"

"You want to rob this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? You're crossing the line."

Their family had good intentions and did not skimp on the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. They were even prepared to let Wesley and the others stay and rest before leaving. How inhumane could Wesley be?

"Don't you know that it would only invite disaster if people find out that a weak person is in possession of such a precious magical beast? It'll be taken away by someone else sooner or later, so why don't you just hand it over to me Don't worry, as long as you agree to my request, we can reduce the betrothal gift appropriately. When that time comes, I'll put in a few good words in front of Master that'll guarantee your marriage into the family."

Wesley spoke slowly and his eyes narrowed into a slit. "You're a smart person. Now that I've mentioned all this, you ought to know what to do."

"You bastard, I won't agree to you! You promised that I'd gather a hundred gold coins and let me marry the young lady, but you went back on your word. Aren't you afraid that I'll tell Master about this?" Vincent was so angry that his face turned red.

He could see that Wesley was greedy for the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and would rob him openly if the threats failed. There was only one Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken in their family. Were his younger brothers and sisters in the house supposed to suffer and if he just gave it away?

Slap!

Wesley was angered by the mockery and slapped Vincent hard in the face. "Who's robbing you? This is called protecting. Do you understand? Protecting! Besides, if I bring the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken back, you can say whatever you want and Master won't even care. Whether you're handing over the chicken or not, I'll definitely take it from you today."

"Captain, we've already captured the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. When do we leave?"

At this moment, four guards came running from behind. They had a black sack in their hands, and the sound of a rooster could be heard from within. It was shaking non-stop and took a concerted effort from several people to control it.

The guards bodies were covered in chicken feathers, and there were even scratches on them. It was obvious that they had fought for a while, and they even complained, "Lives up to its name as a Gold-tier magical beast. It really is powerful. If it weren't for the fact that the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken doesn't have any combat ability, we wouldn't have been able to control it."

"Let's go!"

Wesley strode out without even looking at Vincent. After taking two steps, he stopped and said, "Vincent, since we have the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, you can still their a son-in-law if you go back with me a long as you don't talk nonsense. If you dare to stop me, don't blame me if I go for your family."

He had found out at the dinner table that Edward's family was just a poor noble family with no backing. Other than Vincent, only the eight sibling named Watson seemed to have some capability as a mage. However, no matter how strong they were, they were still children who could never stop Wesley's people.

Vincent stood at the same spot blankly, not knowing what to do. He did not want these people to take away the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, but everything Wesley said was right. What else could Vincent do even if he did not want to go along with it?

Humiliation, unwillingness, anger… All of it finally turned into a sigh of shame. "Let's go then."

He was the one who had led the wolf into the house and harmed his family. He would have never come back if he had known that would happen. For the moment, he could only let Wesley and the others take away the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, after which he would think of a way to steal it back.

"Hold it right there! Who dared to touch my chicken?"

As Vincent was lost in thought, a childish shout suddenly came from behind him. Everyone turned around and saw Watson striding over with an angry look on his face.

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Chapter 8: Fusing A Hundred Eggs

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"I know you're a powerful mage, Kid! But no matter how powerful a mage is, they still need time to chant before they can cast a spell. Do you think we'll give you that chance?"

Wesley did not panic even after seeing that Watson had noticed him. He pulled out a thin sword from his waist, and a layer of green light covered it and produced whistling wind blades.

The wind blades was three inches long, and there were dozens of them packed closely together.

That was the tour-de-force that Wesley made his name with, the Windblade. It used wind-element combat aura to compress the air, creating a blade that was as sharp as steel on his weapon. The technique was capable of killing a person in one hit from ten meters away.

Apart from the move's convenience, Wesley was also superior to Watson in terms of size.

Although Watson was taller than a normal ten-year-old child, he was only about 1.4 meters. In comparison to the 1.8-meter-tall Wesley, Watson looked a little immature. In addition, Watson's head was not as thick as Wesley's thighs, so Wesley was very confident.

Of the four subordinates behind Wesley, two were in charge of controlling the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. The other two also drew their weapons, and their bodies emitted blue and yellow light.

Watson saw everything and was slightly surprised.

"Is this the combat aura that warriors produce after training?"

He had only heard of combat aura before, but that was the first time he had seen actually seen it.

Unlike mages whose power were stored in their souls and connected with the elements, the power of warriors was stored in their flesh and blood. The barrier formed by combat aura could not only cover weapons, but also protect oneself.

The external release of combat aura was the symbol of a Iron-tier warrior. After becoming reaching Bronze-tier, such external release could form a wonderful armor too. On top of that, a Silver-tier warrior could transform combat aura into wings and fly freely in the sky. However, Watson was unsure what abilities a Gold-tier warrior would have.

Unlike the two subordinates who had rather thin combat aura, Wesley was very close to Bronze-tier even though he had yet to reach that level. As a result, his Windblade spread along his weapon, around his right arm and circled half his body.

Watson had no doubt his bones would be sliced off if he touched the wind blades on the other party's body.

He retracted his gaze after observing for a moment. It was the first time he had seen a warrior's cultivation method, so he was very curious about it. However, his feelings toward it were only to the extent of curiosity and he was not at all afraid. In fact, he had already suspected something from their gazes when they came over.

Barely seconds into the meal, Wesley's people started to ask about Edward, such as what his ancestors did, if there were any good farmers nearby, or if they knew any strong people..

Watson's stupid father did not hold back on those topics. He said things like "My ancestors were great nobles, but I left because of some reasons," and "How can I possibly know anyone now that I'm living in this poor rural area?" Watson simply listened speechlessly.

His father's brain had probably become damaged after trying to spawn every day. How could he reveal everything just like that?

Even if the other party did not want to rob the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, they would have wanted to after hearing his words. Watson originally did not plan to take out the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs, but it was Edward who did not heed his dissuasion. He thought that Vincent could marry into the farm and the family would have a backer from then on, so he insisted on using the eggs to show off and curry favor with the other party. As a consequence, the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was going to be robbed.

Nevertheless, Watson was only a child. What was he supposed to say in front of his foolish father?

"Wait! Wesley, don't attack my eighth brother. I'll leave the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken to you. I'll go with you."

Vincent had an anxious look on his face. He opened his arms and blocked Watson.

When he saw his eighth brother summoning the wind and rain in the field, he knew that his brother was learning magic. Watson might not be weak, but he was only a child. Fighting was not a simple contest of strength. Any one of the guards on the opposite side had taken a few lives. If they really fought and there was bloodshed, Watson might even be afraid to execute his magic out of fear.

The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was definitely going to be taken away, but at the very least, he had to protect Watson. Other than his second sibling, Watson was the only one who could learn magic. How could he explain to his parents if Watson ended up injured?

"Vincent, I asked you to come with me just now, but you didn't. It's too late for you to agree now. Let me tell you the truth. I've always felt that a poor boy like you is not worthy of our lady. Master is just being kind. Do you really think that he cares about your one hundred gold coins? Just stay here obediently and teach your brother a good lesson. Let him know that he shouldn't provoke people that he couldn't provoke."

Wesley snorted coldly.

He never wanted to bring Vincent along with him in the first place. When a mere kid like Watson dared to stop him, he simply used it as an excuse. With the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken in his hands, he could not be bothered to waste any more time. He no longer voiced out the excuse of 'Protecting, not robbing'.

"Wesley, are you taking this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken from my family for nothing?"

Vincent's face turned pale. Then, with a deep anger, he pulled out the huge sword that was as thick as the door from behind him.

There was nothing left in the family after the chicken was taken away and he was no longer allowed to marry into the family. Such a turn of events could drive anyone to their deaths. He had worked under Liszt for a long time, and he did so in a hardworking manner despite getting no recognition. Why did he have to be treated like that?

His anger was about to burst from his chest, but Vincent did not dare to attack directly. If they really did fight, the entire family would be in trouble.

"So what if I took it for nothing? Get lost if you don't want to die."

Wesley waved his hand impatiently.

He just wanted to steal a chicken in exchange for his own bright future. Why was Vincent so oblivious about what was good for him? They were both people with arms, legs, and a complete body. Vincent could still go out to work even without the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, and the family would not starve to death. Why did he have to anger Wesley? Why did he have to fight to the death with everyone?

Wesley did not want to make a move if possible. He wanted to avoid killing that destitute baron's family if he could.

"Big Brother, there's no need to say unnecessary words. Fists speak louder than words."

Watson walked out from behind Vincent and patted his big brother's shoulder. "Big Brother, I just want to ask you one thing! Do you want our families to be related by marriage because you like their daughter? If so, it's fine if you want to give this chicken to them as a betrothal gift."

Ever since Watson fused the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, he knew that the precious magical beast would attract the attention of other people sooner or later. However, he did not care, because his brother's happiness was more important. What had his brother been doing outside all this time? Was it not to lighten the family's burden and let his younger siblings have more food?

He was a transmigrator, but he was also one of the men in the family. Moreover, he had the system. If he lost one Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, he could captured a thousand hens and fuse it to make a new one.

Vincent was shocked by Watson's words. Was that the same dull-witted little brother from before? Why did he feel that Watson was much calmer and more intelligent than an adult like him?

Then, Vincent sensed the affection in Watson's words and shook his head before saying resentfully, "Eighth Brother, I'm the one who has let you down. To be honest, I've only met that young lady a few times. There's no such thing as liking or disliking her. I just wanted to marry into the family so I could get some property and take care of all of you! Don't worry, after losing this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, I'll definitely get you a new one even if I have to travel all the way."

It was all his fault. He had brought that disaster upon them because he wanted to take a shortcut and marry a rich woman. He had let both his family and his eighth brother down.

"I'm relieved to hear your words. Leave the rest to me. You don't have to worry about anything."

Watson walked towards Wesley and raised his right hand. Only then did everyone realize that Watson was holding a basket. The basket was covered with a black cloth, and no one knew what was inside.

"What are you doing, Kid?"

Wesley tightened his grip on his weapon and was surprised at Watson's calmness.

"Take a guess."

Watson calmly said these two words and lifted the black cloth. There were nearly a hundred colorful eggs inside. All the remaining eggs in the house were there.

"Kid, don't tell me you're giving us eggs in exchange for us to leave the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken behind?" Wesley and his subordinates laughed loudly.

What an idiot. Eggs were not as valuable as the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken itself. With it, there was no need to worry about having no eggs. However, they certainly would not spare all those eggs after laying their eyes on them.

Watson's expression became colder and colder. "If you want to eat the eggs laid by Emperor Cluck, you're not worthy!"

It went without saying that he took out those eggs for himself to eat.

An egg could increase a person's lifespan by one year, a hundred catties of strength. What effect would fusing a hundred eggs produce? Could it directly increase his lifespan by several decades and make him infinitely strong?

[System detected that owner wishes to fuse. Target confirmed. Shall the fusion be initiated right now?]

"Fuse."

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Chapter 9: Infernal Phoenix Egg

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In Watson's eyes, there was a row of small glowing words floating on the eggs in the basket.

[Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken Eggs]

[Effect: excellent taste. Consumption will Consuming one egg increases a person's lifespan by one year and raises one's strength by a hundred catties. Effects weaken after repeated consumption.]

As soon as he uttered the command, the one hundred eggs inside the basket instantly turned into a glow and merged together. However, its size had shrunk and it turned into an egg the size of a lychee.

Calling it an egg was not entirely appropriate.

The translucent glass-like shell had a picture of a phoenix bathing in fire on it. It emitted a gentle glow, and its heart was beating as if it contained life. The moment it appeared, a fragrance that elicited intense urges was wafting in the air, making everything seem like a dream.

It was no longer an egg, but a pearl—a work of art.

[Congratulations, Master! Fusion success. You have obtained the Infernal Phoenix Egg.]

[Infernal Phoenix Egg]

[Effect: An egg from the legendary Phoenix. Has irresistible taste. Consumption will increase your lifespan by a hundred years and raise your strength by a thousand catties. There is also a small chance of awakening the Phoenix's divine beast bloodline. (only effective when consumed for the first time, cannot be incubated)]

What was that thing?

As they stared at the thing in Watson's basket, Vincent's eyes widened as well as Wesley and the others. So many high-value Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs disappeared just like that and even turned into a small ball? Was it magic or were they hallucinating?

However, the pressure emanating from the small ball made caused a battle-hardened Iron-tier warrior like Wesley to feel an urge to kneel down. One look was enough to tell that it was something good.

"Hand it over, Kid…"

Before he could finish his sentence, Watson had already stuffed the phoenix egg into his mouth under everyone's eyes. A scorching aura entered his body, traveling from his throat to his stomach, opening up his blood vessels as white steam poured out from the pores on his body.

Watson's face was tensed up. His skin was dry and red, like a chicken being roasted over a fire.

What was the pinnacle of a chicken?

The answer was a phoenix.

Watson had only transmigrated to that world for a few days, but knew that the birds, chickens, and similar magical beasts in the world were all descendants of the legendary phoenix. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was one of the best among the fowl-type magical beasts, and there was a minute trace of divine beast bloodline in its body. At that point, the bloodline had been infinitely magnified and the egg had turned into a phoenix egg.

The things that his fusion system fused could not be likened to one plus one equaled two, but more like one plus one equaled ten. Watson would not have been unprepared after knowing that it would be hard to keep the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

At this moment, the system's voice sounded again.

[Congratulations, Master! You have successfully absorbed the Infernal Phoenix's egg. You have gained a hundred years of life and a thousand catties of strength. You have also awakened a trace of the phoenix bloodline and activated the Phoenix Wings.]

"Whoosh!"

Along with that sound, white steam began coming out from Watson's pores along with black dirt. That dirt was the impurities in his body.

Immediately after, the clothes on his back were stretched open, and a pair of flaming feathered wings appeared. They were more than a meter long and were unusually beautiful. Every feather was as thin as a Cicada's wings, and if one looked carefully, they would notice crystal-like patterns on the wings that rivaled even the best of crystals. With a gentle wave, the impurities on the surface of his body were completely burned away.

Like a phoenix reborn from the flames, Watson had also broken out of his cocoon and become a butterfly. He could feel the knowledge appearing suddenly in his mind.

[Phoenix Wings: capable of flight and releasing Phoenix Flames. Wings can also be turned into swords and shields to block the attacks of Bronze-tier individuals. Defensive capabilities increase with the strength of its owner.]

"The Phoenix bloodline was awakened along with wings?" Watson was delighted.

He had originally planned to obtain a thousand pounds of strength, as that was enough for him for him to deal with those guards with the help of magic and his big brother. The turn of events came as a pleasant surprise.

Ever since the ancient times, only a Silver-level professional or a mage could do that. If news of him breaking that rule were spread out, it would suffice to drive people insane. At that moment, he was already considering whether or not to sell the eggs after they were fused.

"Hand over the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken."

He gestured to Wesley, who was standing opposite him, and the Phoenix Wings on Watson's back flapped violently. A holy white flame burned the air and charged straight at Wesley.

"Are…these combat aura wings?"

Wesley stared at the wings, and his eyes almost popped out.

The child in front of him was a Silver-tier warrior?

For the record, even the strongest warrior in their farm was only Bronze-tier, and a great noble would even have to treat a Silver-tier warrior with respect. Watson was two tiers higher than Wesley, but the latter did not sense any fluctuations of combat aura from the boy.

Wesley started to doubt himself, but it was already too late to retreat. He could only raise his thin sword and use his Windblade.

The violent combat aura of the wind surrounded his body, expanding the blade by ten times. The ten-meter-long sword shadow flashed toward Watson, splitting the holy flame in half.

The sword aura split the waves.

"Danger!"

Vincent shouted. He did not have the time to bother about why two fiery wings grew out of his eighth brother's back and whether or not the boy was a silver-tier warrior. He simply rushed out.

He knew Wesley's strength very well. The Windblade was as fast as the wind and could pierce through several layers of steel plates. Wesley had once used this sword to split open a wild bull that was running wildly, which was a clear sign of how powerful it was.

Before Vincent could react however, Watson's right wing had already swept over. The feathers had retracted and turned into a red crystal-like shield, blocking Wesley's attack.

"This is an Iron-tier warriors attack? That's all there it to it?"

The wing that blocked the sword aura did not mess up a single feather. As Watson spoke, he waved his hand and the other wing's feathers became erect. "Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sound was incessant, and they all turned into burning lights as they flew toward Wesley. The combat aura barrier that capable of block the sword aura was penetrated at once, burning Wesley's armor to ashes.

His hair was disheveled, and his body was charred black. Wesley knelt on the ground, his eyes wide open in a daze.

If he could be defeated that easily, then it was definitely combat aura that had transformed into wings!

He had asked around at the dining table, and knew that there were no strong individuals in Edward's family. The child named Watson was clearly a mage, but how did he suddenly become a Silver-tier warrior? He would not have made a move if they had told him about such a talented child in the family. Was it all a lie?

There were a few feathers stuck on Wesley's body, but not a single drop of blood flowed out. The temperature of these feathers was too high, so his wounds were burnt into a char before he could bleed. Wesley opened his mouth resentfully and spat out a cloud of green smoke before falling down.

After knocking Wesley Down, Watson still had to make a move on the few guards behind him.

Plop!

"Little Brother, no, I mean, Sir. We were wrong. Don't attack!"

"We surrender!"

Before Watson was given a chance to attack, the two guards who were ready to charge threw their weapons down and begged for mercy. The remaining two guards who were restraining the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken also gulped and dropped to their knees at the same time. Wesley was the strongest among them, yet he was defeated in one go, so they could not possibly be so brave as to court death.

Watson was clearly a ten-year-old child, but he was already ranked as Silver-tier. At that point, they became a little scared when they suddenly thought of the scene where Watson had summoned the wind and rain in the field. He must have been a monster to have mastered magic and combat aura.

The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken tore the cloth strips with its claws and crawled out from the sack that had fallen to the ground. It glanced at the people around it with disdain and walked into the chicken farm with its head held high. No one dared to stop it anymore.

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Chapter 10: The Powerful Eighth Child

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During the battle between Watson and Wesley.

Inside Edward's bedroom, on the third floor of a small house not far from the chicken farm, Edward and Catherine held onto the windowsill as they looked at the flames in the distance. They could not help but click their tongues.

"I didn't expect our eighth child to be that powerful. He actually defeated a group of Iron-tier warriors by himself. He didn't even use combat aura! In my opinion, his current strength has already reached the level of a Bronze-tier warrior. He's one of the best among them."

Edward shook his head and gasped.

Catherine lay in his arms and nodded. "Yes, it's a pity if this kid doesn't cultivate to become a warrior, but he's already learning magic. Becoming a mage is more well-regarded than becoming a warrior."

"Mage and warrior are two professions that don't conflict. You can learn them at the same time."

"Edward, this doesn't sound like something you'll say. Why, do you want to personally guide Watson? Although you were also a Gold-tier warrior back then, your combat aura was crippled when you left the Saint Laurent family…" Catherine lowered her head, as if she remembered something sad.

"It's all in the past. Why are you bringing that up?"

Edward stroked his wife's hair and his gaze became somewhat dim. "Those old men at home don't do things by the rules. I can't stand them when they don't let me say anything, so my only choice was to run away! My current life is much better. With you around and so many children at home, I'm already very happy in this life. It's better to live a little more bitterly than to completely throw my life away."

Edward seemed to have thought of something when he continued, "Originally, of the children at home, the eldest and the second were the ones I had the most hopes for. I didn't expect that Watson would actually be the most outstanding one. Even I can't understand this child! I deliberately took out Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs to entertain those people scheming people because I wanted to test them."

"You still have the cheek to say that."

Catherine pouted her pink lips in a reproachful manner. "You're a father. How could you put your child in danger just because you can't figure something out? I'll fight you to the death if anything happens to Watson."

"Isn't everything fine now?"

Edward smiled embarrassedly and then puffed out his chest, "And I don't believe that you have no suspicions at all. Watson said that all the hens disappeared from home because the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken came over, but I walked around and didn't find any traces of the hen escaping. No one in the nearby farms saw our chickens. Have those chickens all flown away Moreover, Watson clearly couldn't cultivate magic, but he suddenly became a mage. He must be hiding some secrets."

"Who doesn't have a few secrets in this world? Watson is our child. As long as he's happy, that's more important than anything else."

"You're right, my lovely wife. Watson has become so outstanding because of God's blessing! We can't let down the God's good intentions. We must work hard and make love. Perhaps the next child will be even more outstanding than Watson."

Edward chuckled and reached out to hug Catherine. He walked towards the bed and heard his wife exclaiming in his embrace, "It's daytime. Can you take a break? The attic with the cracked roof hasn't been repaired yet."

"We'll find some other time to repair it. Life is very short. We have to seize the time and give Watson a younger sister so that he can experience the joy of being an older brother."

"You just said all that because you want it, right?"

"It's all the same, it's all the same."

"Aumhhh… Oh God, be gentle. You're hurting me…"

Squeaking wooden planks could soon be heard from the bedroom along with unabashed moaning.Watson retracted the fiery red wings to his back and reached behind to touch himself. Apart from the two holes in his clothes, there was nothing else on his smooth back. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the Phoenix Wings could be retracted or released. Otherwise, he was terrified of constantly being treated as a Silver-tier warrior.

"Watson, you…"

Vincent's hand trembled slightly as he held his huge sword.

What did he just see? Watson transformed his combat aura into wings and defeated the few people in front of him with a wave of his hand. If he who was about to become a Bronze-tier warrior was praised as a genius, then what should his brother be called? A monster?

"Big Brother, what's wrong?" Watson turned his head.

"Little Brother, when did you learn combat aura and become a Silver-tier warrior? Why I didn't know about it?" Holding back the shock in his heart, Vincent complained in some dissatisfaction, "Seriously, Father didn't even send someone to inform me about such an important matter."

Why would he have gone out to work if he knew that Watson was a Silver-tier warrior? A person who became a Silver-tier warrior at the age of ten would become a Gold-tier or Platinum-tier powerhouse in the future. Only one such genius existed every ten years in the entire Holy Dragon Kingdom, not to mention the fact that their area was a remote area on the eastern border of the Holy Dragon Kingdom.

Watson would definitely be treated as a 'boy wonder' there and would be fought over by all the big farms. Vincent did not need to go so far as to put himself through all that trouble just to get married and end up harming his own family.

"I just recently cultivated and Father doesn't know either! Let's not talk about this for now. What are you going to do with these thieves, Big Brother?"

Watson smiled shyly and gave his big brother a look, indicating that there were still people in front of him.

Vincent came back to his senses and stabbed the huge sword in his hand into the ground. He swept his gaze across Wesley's group with a complicated expression.

Those people were all his former colleagues. Although they looked down on him, he did not resent them that much. He most certainly would not be able to return to the farm after all that had happened, and he could not kill those people either. After all, everyone in the farm knew that they had followed him home, and if none of them returned, the blame would fall squarely on Vincent.

What should he do?

Seeing Vincent's silence, the other four guards—aside from the unconscious Wesley—began to panic. They thought that the other party was going to kill them to silence them, so they all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Vincent, my brother, we drank together before. Have you forgotten? You mustn't kill me. This was Captain Wesley's idea. He was greedy for your chicken. We just couldn't resist him."

"Yeah, my wife was pregnant recently too. She's still waiting for me to go back and hold the baby! I'll do anything as long as you let me go."

The group of people hated Wesley to death. The family was kind enough to give them a place to stay and even fed them precious eggs. How could they be so ungrateful?

They raised their heads to look at Watson, then lowered their heads again.

The Silver-tier powerhouse of a boy seemed very kind.

"Watson, these people didn't commit any serious mistakes. Let them go back. They can explain everything to the farm," Vincent said hesitantly.

"Okay, I'll listen to Big Brother."

"Why aren't you guys leaving yet? Go back and tell Master Liszt about this. Tell him that Wesley became unreasonable and wanted to covet my family's property. He has already been punished by my eighth sibling. From today onward, I have nothing to do with the farm. The care given to me by Master in the past is now even after what happened."

Vincent turned his head and snorted coldly. The four guards hurriedly got up and dragged the fainted Wesley as they prepared to leave.

"Wait."

At this moment, Watson reached out to stop them. The four guards were on the verge of tears. "What else do you want to do?"

"The death penalty can be avoided, but the punishment can not be escaped. Leave your armor, swords, and valuables behind."

Watson waved his hand, and the four guards looked at each other. What else could they do when a Silver-tier powerhouse had spoken? They immediately took off everything down to their underpants only, leaving behind armor, swords, and some copper and silver coins. They pulled Wesley, who did not even leave his underpants behind, and fled in a panic.

"Watson, aren't you going a little too far? Why don't you leave a piece of clothing for them? What if they get angry from the humiliation and want to take revenge after going back?" Vincent was a little worried when he looked at the enemy's departing figure.

"Big Brother, do you think they won't take revenge if we don't do anything? Showing mercy to an enemy is cruel to yourself," Watson said casually.

As if surprised that Watson could say such things, Vincent looked at his younger brother from head to toe. After a long while, his serious face softened and he reached out to hug Watson, "You're still so young, and you already know so much. How much suffering have you gone through? It's all Big Brother's fault for going astray these years and not taking good care of you. Don't worry, I won't leave again this time."

"No, Big Brother…"

"What do you mean no? Don't lie to Big Brother. As the saying goes, only those who suffer will mature early. You're already very mature. You must have experienced a hellish amount of stress. Big Brother will work hard to make up for it and allow you to return to your past innocence."

Watson was almost suffocated by the hug. He looked at his big brother shouting and crying, then suddenly felt the warmth of close familial ties. He raised his arm and put it down, "Okay, okay, I understand. You can let go now, Big Brother. We haven't counted the spoils left behind by those people!"

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Chapter 11: Thornvest and Stormsword

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"A total of twenty silver coins, four complete sets of armor, five swords, and some jewelry."

Watson fiddled with the stuff on the ground.

They had all been left behind by Wesley and the others. The heavy armor and the one-meter-long thin sword were shining, a clear sign that it was made with high-quality steel. After glancing at them, Watson looked at his brother, who was wearing cloth clothes and said, "Big Brother, these people all have armor on them. Why don't you have any? Do you have such superior strength that you wouldn't need any armor to defend your body?"

"What do you mean by superior strength? I'm just a Iron-tier warrior. Do you think I wouldn't want to wear any armor? Each armor is worth ten silver coins. I've worked under Liszt for so long, and I've only saved eight silver coins. Five of them were used to buy this weapon."

Vincent smiled bitterly and pointed at the heavy sword in his hand.

The heavy sword, which was as thick as a door, was not made of steel but black iron. Compared to steel, black iron was more brittle and easier to break.

Unlike other people who had worked in the Liszt Manor for ten to 20 years, he had only worked for a few years. Being able to save nearly ten silver coins was all the result of his hard work.

"In that case, I'll make a suit of armor for you, Big Brother," Watson said after thinking for a while.

It was a waste to put these armors here. He had the Super Fusion System, which could fuse four sets of armor together and definitely increase its performance by ten times.

"You can make armor too?" Vincent had a strange look in his eyes.

Blacksmithing was a rare and respectable profession in the entire Holy Dragon Kingdom.

When Vincent bought his huge sword, he had seen the process of blacksmithing with his own eyes. Those blacksmiths were all big and burly men. They used hot hammers and stuck tens of thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands of times, before they could forge a decent weapon. The process could be as short as a few days or as long as a few months. He did not expect his little brother, who had thin legs and arms, to also know how to forge.

Aside from knowing magic, Watson was also a Silver-tier warrior. In addition, he knew how to forge too, despite only being ten-years-old. Where did he learn so many things?

The weapons in this world were the same as the cultivation levels. They were also divided into Iron, Bronze, Silver…and so on. The corresponding level of defensive equipment could withstand the attacks of the same level. For these professions, a handy weapon was enough to multiply their combat strength by several times.

For example, just now, if Vincent had a Bronze-tier sword and a set of Bronze-tier armor, he would have been able to defeat Wesley and the others without Watson's help. Unfortunately, a Bronze-tier weapon was worth a hundred gold coins and he could not afford it.

"Don't worry, Big Brother. I only know a little about forging. I might not be able to forge anything decent, so please don't be so hard on me," Watson said modestly.

Vincent heaved a sigh of relief instead. If Watson said that he could forge an excellent defensive tool, he really would call Watson a monster.

Even if Watson was extraordinarily talented, it seemed that there were still some things that he could not do and immediately offered some words of comfort, "It doesn't matter. These weapons belong to others anyway. It doesn't matter if they're broken! You'll need to use the forging table when you're forging, right? I know a few nearby blacksmiths. I'll bring you there when I have the time."

Forging necessitated the use of a high-temperature furnace to melt the iron into molten iron. It also required a heavy hammer to remove impurities. Without that equipment, even the best blacksmiths would not be able to display their abilities.

After hearing those words, Vincent no longer thought that Watson was proficient in forging. He only thought that his younger brother wanted to play. "Father still doesn't know about Wesley's attempt to rob the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. I have to hurry back and inform him! Our defenses must strengthened during the next few days, and if it really doesn't work, we can hire two trustworthy people to prevent the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken from being stolen again."

Because of what had just happened, Vincent became very concerned about the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. After leaving a few words, he turned around and left.

Seeing his big brother leave, Watson sat cross-legged on the ground.

Other people needed a forging table to forge, but the Super Fusion System meant that he did not need to go through that much trouble. He could not explain to his big brother about the system though, so the first thing he would do was fuse the armor there and give it to his big brother after a period of time. Then, he could pretend that he had secretly found someone to forge it.

At that moment, the attributes of several pieces of armor floated in front of his eyes.

[Iron-tier armor: Refined Steel Armor]

[Effect: able to withstand attacks from Iron-tier individuals]

[Master, do you wish to fuse the armor in front of you?]

"Fuse."

Watson nodded, and the few pieces of armor in front of him immediately turned into white glow along with a whooshing sound. They collided together, then formed a vest covered completely with barbs. It then glowed with a thick bronze light.

[Fusion successful. Master has obtained Bronze-tier armor: Thornvest]

[Bronze-tier armor: Thornvest]

[Effect: able to withstand the attacks of Bronze-tier individuals.]

[Additional effect: repels 50% of the opponent's attacks, weakening the effect of attacks that are above Bronze-tier.]

After sizing up the Thornvest, Watson put it on his back. He realized that it was a little big, so he wore it loosely. The hem of the vest could be used as a skirt for him.

He picked up a thin sword from the ground and slashed it on his body. His current strength was more than a thousand catties, so the strike was powerful and heavy, bringing with it a whistling wind.

With a muffled bang, the thin sword bounced away, and causing Watson's arm to go numb. The Thornvest was not damaged at all, but on the contrary, a crack appeared on the thin sword.

"How strong!"

Watson's eyes lit up. This thin sword was also an Iron-tier weapon, but it was useless in the fact of the Thornvest. If he had that vest earlier, he would not even need to eat the phoenix egg produced by fusing all hundred eggs. He could just stand there and allow Wesley's group to attack. Retaliating was unnecessary for him to make those guards kneel.

Watson touched the Thornvest fondly and took it off. Although the defensive equipment was good, he had already promised to make armor for his big brother. Moreover, the vest was too big. It was better to let his big brother with eight-pack abs wear it.

After fusing the armor, Watson looked down and saw that there were five thin swords on the ground. Not one to let them go to waste, he fused them all.

[Fusion successful. Master has obtained a Bronze-tier weapon: Stormsword]

[Bronze-tier weapon: Stormsword]

[Effect: capable of breaking through the defense of Bronze-tier individuals.]

[Additional effect: when used, the blade will automatically compress the air, forming a sharp wind blade. The farthest attack can reach a range of ten meters.]

On his second look of the five thin swords fused together, their size had more than doubled and it appeared to be a green longsword.

Watson picked it up and waved it twice. A layer of flowing wind on the sword turned into a sharp blade, cutting through the air and leaving a crack on the ground. Watson could not help but smile when he saw that.

The attack power of this sword was comparable to that of Wesley's. In other words, a weak person who obtained that sword could possess the same strength as Wesley. It was unsurprising then, that so many people were eager to get good weapons.

After that, Watson fused the clothes and jewelry left behind by Wesley's group to obtain a dust-repelling Clean Clothes and an Ethereal Necklace that could soothe the mind. Unfortunately, they were both Iron-tier. He hung the necklace around his neck and was prepared to wear that loose robe as his pajamas.

His family was so poor, and as the eight child, he had to understand the principles of thriftiness.Not far from him, outside the chicken farm.

"What did I see?"

Vincent hid behind the low fence and stared at Watson with his mouth agape. "The armor disappeared and turned into a vest. The thin sword also turned into a Bronze-tier weapon. They're being forged into a weapon without a forging table. How did this happen?"

He had meant to leave, but suddenly remembered a question. He earlier saw Watson bringing out a hundred eggs, which suddenly disappeared and turned into a small ball. He wanted to ask how it was done, but he saw the scene before he could go back.

Vincent felt that his worldview had collapsed.

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Chapter 12: Zeke and Zenoah Were Kidnapped

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After fusing the weapons, Watson sprinkled a handful of chicken feed on the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. He then returned home with a Bronze-tier Thornvest and the Stormsword, which he was prepared to give to his big brother in a few days.

When he went downstairs, he saw his big brother explaining to his father about Wesley and the others.

"There's no need to mention such a small matter. I'm a Baron after all, just a rich man with a little money. What can he do to me? With you and Watson around, there's nothing to worry about. Catherine is still waiting for me. I'll go back first."

Edward's tone sounded distinctly sour when he mentioned Liszt.

"Father, there's something else I want to tell you. It's about Watson…" Vincent hesitated. Just as he was about to explain, he shut his mouth after suddenly seeing Watson walk out of the room.

"What is it you want to say?" Edward asked in puzzlement.

Watson also pretended not to know anything and walked over. "What's wrong, Big Brother?"

"Nothing."

Vincent shook his head and held back the words he wanted to say. He had just seen Watson produce two pieces of Bronze-tier equipment in the chicken farm with a flick of his finger. In fact, he still felt like he was dreaming at that point.

Was it magic?

Or was it an illusion?

He would not have believed such things if he had not secretly seen it.

If someone told him that there were people in that world who could forge Bronze-tier equipment without forging, he would treat as a complete joke. His father probably would not believe it even if he said it. With such an ability, the equipment could be sold a large sum of money could be earned, so long as Watson kept forging.

At the thought of what Watson said about 'knowing a little about forging', Vincent felt lost for words. If that was what Watson meant by 'knowing a little', the other blacksmiths would be completely useless!

Feeling that there was no point in saying anything more, Vincent shook his head again. "I've been busy all day and am a little tired. I'll go and have some rest."

He decided to go back and have a good sleep to calm his mood down.The sun was setting in the west.

There was another farm was ten kilometers away.

Although the farm was not huge, it still occupied thousands of square meters. There were dozens of farmers working in the surrounding fields, swinging their hoes and sweating profusely.

The eastern border of the Holy Dragon Kingdom was vast and sparsely populated. It had endless fields, and those fields as well as the nearby labor force were basically owned by big farmers. The bigger the farm, the stronger the financial resources and the better the treatment given. Taking the Watson family for example, no one was willing to go there even if it had ten acres of land, but the farm in front of them had dozens of workers and was clearly quite powerful.

"Why don't we choose this one?"

Zeke stared at the farm entrance and said in a low voice.

He was holding a basket covered with a black cloth, and a faint fragrance was emitted from it.

Beside him, Zenoah was pushing a cart full of meat and flour. He had a blade of grass in his mouth, and after carefully sizing it up, he nodded, "Judging from the clothes of the workers in the fields, it's obvious that they are well-treated here. This farmer should be very rich! We'll sell the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken for two gold coins each."

The two brothers sold more than 200 eggs that day according to their family's request. The two brothers often went to the nearby farms and exchanged some marbles and toys with the people there. They were experts at exchanging plenty of things for the lowest possible price.

If they saw people who seemed relatively rich, they would customize the price and make it higher. If they saw poor farmers, they would lower the price and add some meat and rice noodles as compensation. At the end of the day, they never lost out. It was precisely because Edward knew their abilities that he was not too worried about handing the eggs over to them.

In half a day, they had already visited more than ten farms within a radius of ten kilometers. They successfully sold 100 eggs, received 150 gold coins and a cart of food. After they finished selling the remaining eggs, they could go back with twice as much gold coins as they had expected.

"Zeke, this family's owner might not accept it if the price is too high."

"Zenoah, at times like this, we need to cooperate and strike bargain."

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled. They walked into the farmland, which erupted in exclamation within a short time.

"What did you say? These are the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken?" A dark-skinned farmer stared at the two eggs in Zeke's hands. He swallowed his saliva and cried out in surprise.

"What is a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken? You can only get one egg at the price two gold coins. Is this some kind of golden egg?" Someone beside him asked.

They were mere labor farmers who had never read a book, so most of them had never seen the world. However, there were also some people who had been to nearby towns and were more knowledgeable. On hearing that, he explained, "The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is a kind of Gold-tier magical beast. It doesn't have much fighting strength, but the eggs that come out of it can prolong one's life and increase one's strength! It's said that the royal family of the Holy Dragon Kingdom has a chicken farm, and some of the great nobles are also raising this kind of chicken in private."

"So powerful! But I don't have that much money."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have it. Everyone, take all the money you have and pool it together. Let's see if its enough to buy two." Zeke tried to urge them.

Zenoah followed suit. "Eating one egg can increase your lifespan by several years and increase your strength by more than a hundred catties. You can buy one first and share it with others, then see if we're lying. We only have ten eggs. They're all from the nobles of Monte Town and are sold on a first come, first serve basis!"

Monte Town was the nearest town to the border. It was said to be very prosperous, though they had never been there before.

Zeke and Zenoah were well aware of the reasoning behind not revealing one's wealth. Whenever they went to a farm, they sold ten eggs at most. They lied and said that they had picked them up from town and would not sell even one more. That way, no one would try to have any ideas about them.

"Quick, everyone, take out your money."

The group of people discussed and they from their pockets the money they had worked hard to save. They gathered it together to discuss how they would split it later.

As Zenoah mentioned, farmers relied on their strength to earn money. After eating the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, they would be able to increase their strength and do more work. They would also be able to live for another two years. Why would anyone decline such a good thing?

In a short while, the dozens of farmers present had gathered more than 180 silver coins. The two Singh brothers could only 'Bear the pain' and sell the two eggs. After that, they said, "There are still some eggs left. Can one of you ask the owner if he's interested in buying the remaining eggs?"

A farmer turned around and hurriedly ran into the farm. As he ran, he shouted, "Master Miles, there's people outside saying that there have eight Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Do you want to buy them?"

"Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs? Such a valuable thing. He's not a swindler, right?"

A middle-aged man with a rich build and dressed luxuriously walked out and followed his farmer to the outside of the farm. He stared at Zeke and Zenoah before frowning.

As a farmer, Miles had naturally heard of the name of Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. In fact, he was in the magical beast business, but had never seen such a precious magical beast with his own eyes. Where did those two youths in shabby clothes get the eggs?

"So you're the landlord here. These eggs were secretly picked up by us from Monte Town. The price is two gold coins per egg, but you can get all them for fifteen gold coins!" Zeke took out eight eggs and said generously. The remaining eggs were hidden under the rice noodles in the cart. One would not be able to notice them if one did not look carefully.

"Monte Town? Are you sure?"

Miles had a strange look on his face. "I just went to Monte Town a few days ago. I haven't heard of anyone who got Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken."

"We met a passing caravan and picked up these eggs from behind their car. So, they might not be from Monte Town." Zeke and Zenoah looked at each other and said telepathically, "It doesn't matter how the eggs came. Are you going to buy them or not. If not, we'll leave."

"Buy? Why wouldn't I buy? Tell me, did the caravan leave from the Monte Town's north gate or south gate?"

"South gate."

"Hehe, there are only two gates in Monte Town. Where did that south gate? You've never been to Monte Town. Men, arrest these two swindlers."

Miles deliberately tested them and found out that they were lying. He sneered and waved his hand. Dozens of farmers around him immediately picked up hoes and rushed up maliciously, much to Zeke and Zenoah's dismay.

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Chapter 13: Water Fairy Group Summon

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"Master, we've captured the two youths and found more than a hundred catties of rice and flour, dozens of catties of pork, mutton, and beef, a hundred and fifty gold coins, and most importantly, more than ninety Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs!"

A farmer respectfully knelt in front of miles and licked his lips as he spoke.

More than 90 Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs.

He had just bought one with a few of his fellow farmers and had only taken a bite to taste it. With that alone he could feel his body turn warm and his strength increase by at least ten pounds.

If a fraction of an egg had such an effect, the farmer did not even dare to think more if he ate even more eggs.

If he had known that these swindlers had that many eggs, he would not have spent all the money earlier. Fortunately, Master Miles was wise and smart. He saw through the tricks of these two little swindlers and captured them, so the money he spent would naturally be returned.

With this thought in mind, the farmer carefully sized up Miles who was sitting on the tall chair. He found that Miles was holding his face with the back of his hand, and his eyes were drifting somewhere. "Master? Master Miles?"

Miles came back to his senses after being called out. "Find someone to move these things into the manor later. Don't tell anyone that we have captured these two children! As a secret reward, I will give the person who did it just now one Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken egg."

"Thank you so much, Master. I've been wanting to taste the complete egg for a long time."

The farmer was extremely excited.

Miles frowned. "What are you thinking about? What I meant was to share one egg with you!"

The farmer did not dare to say anything even though he was secretly criticizing the Master for being stingy.

"These two kids are dressed in shabby clothes. One look and you can tell that they're not from rich families. They even lied about going to Monte Town. They're all lies. Hehe! Interrogate them properly. As long as you find out that these two people don't have a strong background, the money will belong to our farm."

As Miles spoke, his expression became increasingly excited. "To be able to get more than ninety eggs is definitely not a coincidence. Perhaps they have clues about the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken."

Although Miles was happy to get more than a hundred gold coins, it was not as important as the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was only available to the great nobles, and the location must be heavily guarded. These two kids might be able to steal two or three eggs from it, but 90 was impossible, unless they were raising the fowl itself or they knew where the beast was.

Miles' breathing became heavy when he thought about how his farm could get such a precious gold-tier magical beast.

"Master Miles, how should we interrogate them?"

"As long as you don't kill them, you can interrogate them however you want."

Miles waved his hand and had a fierce smile.

He was not a cruel person, but for the sake of a bright future, he could only let those two people named Zeke and Zenoah suffer.Three days had passed since Zeke and Zenoah left.

During those three days, Watson had learned two Iron-tier water element spells from the magic book. One of them was called Water Fairy Summon, which could summon a fist-sized water fairy to help scout the way and sense danger.

The other spell was called Water Shield, which used magical power to form a shield that was half the size of a person, blocking the attacks of Iron-tier individuals.

At this moment, Watson stood in the farm and gently waved his hand. A small fish-shaped fairy made of sky-blue water nimbly circled around his neck. Its wiggled its tail and sprinkled water droplets everywhere.

In his right hand, he held a solid shield that was also sky-blue. Water swirled on it, forming a vortex.

Clapping his hands, the shield in Watson's hand disappeared along with the water elf. He sighed and said, "That basic magic theory only records four Iron-tier spells. There are a few other spells with different attributes, but I can't learn them either."

One could only learn corresponding spells if one possessed a specific elemental talent. Therefore, he could only learn water-element spells. Moreover, there was only one basic theory of magic in his family's magic book. However, he was fortunate to have the Super Fusion System.

"Let me see what these two Iron-tier spells can merge into. System, initiate fusion."

[Master has successfully merged the Iron-tier spells, Water Fairy Summon and Water Shield, into a Bronze-tier spell: Water Fairy Group Summon!]

[Bronze-tier spell: Water Fairy Group Summon]

[Effect: Summons Water Fairies ranging from one to a hundred. Each of them has the Iron-tier combat power. They can explore an area of a thousand meters, and can also be merged into magic weapons such as knives, swords, shields, axes, and so on, causing great damage.]

Upon successful fusion, the specific contents of the spell appeared in Watson's mind.

Unlike the two Iron-tier spells that he had learned after three days of hard work, the spells that were produced by the system fusion did not require him to study. They had already been refined to reach their peak.

Watson could not help but open his hands and cast the spell that he had just fused, Water Fairy Group Summon. A blue fish that looked the same as before floated beside him. Then, the number of blue fish increased and became a hundred, spanning ten meters all around Watson.

It was daytime, but the faint blue light shone on the place as though he was in the deep sea.

Watson waved his hand again, and the 100 water elves merged to turn into a blue river. It flew into the sky and transformed into a huge fist that was more than ten meters long. He swung the fist fiercely in the air, producing a whistling sound, as well as bearing at least a few thousand pounds of strength. Then, the fist loosened and turned into a palm, slamming hard on the ground.

Boom!

Cracks that were several meters long appeared on the earth. Watson's body rose up as well. The palm turned into a giant sword and an axe, destroying the ground with wild abandon.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck."

The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, which was strolling in the chicken farm, let out a puzzled cry and avoided Watson from a distance. It did not know what its master was thinking.

"No wonder mages are known to have the strongest attack power of all classes."

After wreaking havoc for a few minutes and staring at the half-destroyed ground, Watson's body shook, and a sense of weakness came from his soul.

Ordinary Bronze-tier warriors could kill people from ten meters away, but that was using movement techniques and sword skills. Being able to kill a few people at one time was already good enough, but it paled it comparison to the enjoyment of killing someone using a 40-meter-long machete. When the Water Fairies' magic weapon smashed down, a great number of people would have died.

"I can already be considered a Bronze-tier mage now, but this still isn't enough. I wonder what effect it wil have when I combine the two Bronze-tier spells I have now?"

Watson rubbed his chin and pondered.

He was considered strong among Bronze-tier mages after mastering two Bronze-tier spells, but it was still not enough. A few days ago, Wesley came to rob their chicken, and in a few days, it might be Liszt who came. It was important that he became stronger.

Before he could continue fusing, his brother's voice suddenly sounded.

"What have you been doing, Watson? Father asked me to see if there was an earthquake."

His brother, Vincent, stood helplessly ten meters away and stared at the messy farm. The corner of his mouth twitched. He had been taking care of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken for the past few days. He knew that his brother was experimenting with magic, but what kind of magic was so powerful that it could cause an earthquake-like noise?

"Big Brother, I'm studying Iron-tier magic. I don't know how I made such a big noise." Watson scratched his head shyly.

Vincent had a strange look on his face. Watson was taking him for a fool. Who would believe that it was merely Iron-tier magic?

Taking a deep breath, Vincent walked to Watson's side and pressed his brother's shoulder, "Watson, there are some things I didn't want to say before, but I have to say them now. Where did you learn magic? And where did this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken come from? Tell me the truth!"

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Chapter 14: Creating a Silver-Tier Spell Using Fusion

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"Big Brother, what are you talking about? What truth?"

Watson pretended to be stupid. "I learned magic from the books at home. As for this Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, it came in from outside. Didn't I tell you before?"

"Watson!"

Vincent's eyes were sharp, and his expression became more and more strange. "Are you going to lie even to your Big Brother?"

He had seen Watson fuse two pieces of Bronze-tier equipment right before his eyes and acted as if he knew nothing in the past few days. He wanted to see when his younger brother would finally come out with the truth and what kind of excuses would be used. Vincent had originally been very calm, but he could no longer contain himself after seeing the magic that Watson researched.

Vincent was not envious of the ten-year-old child who possessed magic and warrior qualities that far surpassed his own, as well as had knowledge about other curious things. He just could not help feeling curious.

Watson could not even manage to come up with a better excuse. Vincent had read all the books in the house, and there was only one magic book that detailed Iron-level magic. It could not possibly be that powerful.

"Alright, Big Brother, I admit that the magic I studied did not come from books, but…"

Upon noticing that his big brother had discovered something unusual, Watson hesitated and did not not know whether to reveal everything about the system.

They were all family. It would be risky if he told them, but it would not have that much of an impact.

Should he just reveal everything?

At that point, Vincent had already opened his mouth. "I know. Behind you is a powerful mage who's imparting his knowledge to you. Right?"

Hm?

Watson swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. What powerful mage? How did his Big Brother's line of thought function?

He nodded and gestured for his big brother to continue.

"Even if magic is cultivated to a high level, it can never be as strong as a warrior's body, but rumor has it that some magic can stop the flow of time and prevent people from aging! It's common for some powerful mages to live for hundreds of years. These mages do not like to stay in one place and prefer to travel around the world. Don't tell me you met such a powerful mage and took him as your master?" Vincent asked.

In this world, it was common for the weak to take the strong as their master.

Strong individuals needed someone to pass on their legacy and serve them. Watson must have been lucky to meet such a person, as nothing else could explain how Watson knew magic was not recorded in the books.

Could it be that Watson had learnt it himself?

Impossible. Even a mage as strong as Platinum-tier or Diamond-tier could not comprehend magic. The answer was obvious after excluding those factors.

"Lying isn't a good habit, Watson. I hope that you'll become a more honest person in the future! Even if you secretly took a powerful mage as your master, there's no reason to hide it. It's a good thing that he's willing to teach you magic. When will you invite him here so we can treat him as well?"

"My master is old and likes peace and quiet. He's very elusive too, so even I can't find him."

Seeing that Vincent was all but certain that Watson had a master, Watson simply played along with it.

"The strong are always mysterious, I can understand." Maintaining a sense of mystery was a common problem for the strong, so Vincent did not care. He pointed at the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken that was striding valiantly in the chicken farm, "This Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was also given to you by your master, right?"

"You're right, Big Brother." Watson could only nod. "You've noticed that too. Big Brother, you're really you."

"Hmph, do you think my years as a wanderer have all been for nothing? All else aside, my discerning judgement has never been surpassed!" Vincent put his hands behind his back and puffed out his chest. "It's easier if you just be honest. You should continue your training. Remember to invite your master over for a meal the next time he comes."

After saying that, Vincent walked out of the chicken farm with the truth that he had obtained, but then stopped after taking two steps.

"Oh right, about the armor that you said you were going to forge a few days ago…"

"Don't worry, Big Brother. I've already handed the armor and weapons to my master. I believe he'll be able to forge it with magic in two days."

He did not expect that his big brother would think up an imaginary master and attribute all the actions to him. It was good though, as he did not need to explain further.

"Still lying to me? You say you learnt magic from your master, but you forged the armor and weapons yourself." Vincent turned his head and glared at Watson angrily. "I just told you that lying isn't a good habit."

Ah?

Watson was dumbfounded. Why was he the one who was alleged to have forged the weapons when the magic was taught by his 'master' and the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was a gift from the 'master'. Vincent's logic should dictate that it was normal that his master forged the weapon.

Watson was still in confusion when he heard his big brother's voice, "I saw you hide the forged weapon in the house with my own eyes. What is there to hide? I'll show these weapons to our siblings so they can admire them. I believe that father will be very happy to know that a forging genius like you has appeared in our family."Half an hour later, Watson walked on the farm with a complicated expression and pushed aside the weeds that were taller than him.

He had almost been exposed by his Big Brother earlier, and after asking carefully, he found out that Vincent had seen him forging weapons. hence the series of questioning earlier. To be honest, Watson felt that it was quite funny.

Having just returned home, he took the Thornvest and Stormsword out for Vincent from his room.

Vincent looked absolutely spectacular when he wore those two pieces of equipment. Even his father Edward was drooling in envy when he saw it. He said, "As the head of the family, I've been lacking such suitable weapons all these years. Why don't you lend me this vest for two days?" Catherine grabbed him by the ear and him dragged away under the excuse of "How shameless can you be to take your children's things ago?".

The third and fourth siblings were not around, while the fifth and sixth did not go downstairs. The only one who was around, was Scarlet the seventh, was also extremely envious when she saw her awe-inspiring big brother. She insisted on pulling Watson along to help her make a copy, but Watson ran out after getting annoyed.

The news that he was good at forging had already spread throughout the family. Hs brothers and sisters would probably come and bother him again if he he went back.

After this incident, Watson realized that the chicken farm was too close to his home. Whatever he did would be discovered by his family. However, the abandoned farmland in his home was different. He could not see anyone in sight and could do whatever he wanted.

"I'll fuse two Bronze-tier spells here and clear the weeds too."

Watson put aside his chaotic thoughts and rubbed his hands. He began to fuse the Water Fairy Group Summon and the Rainstorm.

He had only tried to fuse Iron-tier spells before and he wondered what a Bronze-tier spell would look like when combined.

[Congratulations, Master! You have successfully fused two Bronze-tier spells. You've obtained a Silver-tier spell: Water Elemental Warrior Summoning!]

Bang!

Dark clouds that stretched for a thousand meters came crashing down from the sky. Strong winds bent the grass, and rain fell from the sky. Rain was no longer an appropriate description, and it should be called thick water dragons. The water dragons fell to the ground and turned into three-meter-tall soldiers, they were covered in heavy armor and held long swords and shields in their hands.

There were a hundred soldiers that were practically the same as real people, except that their bodies were blue and the weapons made of water were as heavy as steel.

Far away from the farm, a few people doing farm work raised their heads and looked up at the gloomy sky with panic on their faces.

"It's going to rain again? Why is it always raining these days? Is this still considered rain, though? Why does it feel as though there's a hole in the sky?"

"And the clouds in the sky only point to one place. Damn, this is really strange."

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[Silver-tier magic: Water Elemental Warrior Summoning]

[Effect: summons a Bronze-tier soldier made of water. There is no limit to the number of summons. The number of summons is determined by the level of magic possessed by the master. However, if the summoning lasts for a long time, the water elemental warrior will possess a certain level of self-awareness. If the water elemental warrior is too far away from the master, it will dissipate.]

Information pertaining to the Water Elemental Warrior Summoning appeared in Watson's mind, prompting him to curl the corners of his mouth up.

"As expected of a Silver-tier spell. If I had enough magic, wouldn't I be able to summon tens of thousands of water elemental warriors?"

Just imagine how many Bronze-tier soldiers would appear all over the mountains and plains. Simply standing there without having to make a move was enough to scare off anyone who harbored evil intentions.

Unfortunately, Watson's idea was not so easy to realize.

The strength of a mage was determined by two parts. The first part was the spell's tier, and the other was mage's own magical ability. The spell's tier is determines the lowest limit of a spell's power, while the one's magic ability determined the upper limit of the spell.

The same spell would be more powerful if casted by someone with higher strength. Some higher-level mages, could cast a mere Iron-tier Water Ball Spell with a power equivalent to that of falling meteorites.

One's proficiency in magic could be increased by continuously casting spells. Watson had just started training, so the amount of magic in his body was not much. If he used his full strength now, he could summon a hundred water elemental warriors at the same time, but only for a few minutes. If he wanted those water elemental warriors to remain for an entire day, he could only summon ten at any one time.

Looking at the one hundred water elemental soldiers in the field, Watson really wanted to shout, "Shurima, your emperor is back."

In less than a minute, Watson could already feel the magic power in his soul rapidly dissipating. He could only make a come-hither movement and maintain ten warriors while the remaining ones were allowed to disappear.

Under the dark clouds, the blades in the hands of those ten water elemental warriors morphed into long sickles. They moved in all directions from Watson's side.

Slash!

Slash!

Every time the three-meter-tall water elemental warrior waved the sickles in his hands, a fan-shaped area would be cut off, and weeds would fly up neatly.

In a short while, the ten water elemental warriors had rushed out of several barren paths in the farmland. Watson simply hugged the back of his head with both hands and lay on the fertile land that was emitting a fragrant smell, "At this speed, we can clear the farmland in half a day. We can start sowing when Third and Fourth Brother return."

Watson had specifically asked Zeke and Zenoah to bring back some wheat seeds from their journey. Once the seeds were planted in the farmland and subsequently fused, there would be much more food to eat along with the eggs in the house.

With that thought in mind, Watson closed his eyes. The surrounding water elemental warriors were still diligently carrying out his orders.Another two days passed. Four days had already passed since Singh and Sinwa went out.

During these two days, Watson took care of the chicken farm in the morning and occasionally sparred with his big brother.

Having obtained the Thornvest and the Stormsword, Vincent felt that his combat strength had been increased somewhat and insisted on dragging Watson along to give it a try. Watson did not refuse, as he also needed to improve his strength through battle.

However, even if he did not use the Phoenix Wings and intentionally let his big brother win, he still won many times. On a couple of occasions, he would deliberately lose to prevent his big brother's confidence from dwindling.

On this morning, the spring scenery outside was great. Watson was about to head to the chicken farm when he was intercepted by his seventh sibling, Scarlet.

"Watson, could you accompany me to go hunting."

Scarlet carried a hard wooden bow on her back. The bowstring crossed her newly-developed chest, forming two beautiful curves. Scarlet's face was flushed from having eaten well these few days.

Watson admired his sister's beauty. Girls developed earlier than boys. The 11-year-old scarlet was only slightly shorter than him. Of course, admiring was all he could do, as his body was still that of Scarlet's younger brother even if his soul did not belong to that world.

"I still have to take care of the chicken farm…"

Before Watson could finish his words, Scarlet had already walked up to him in dissatisfaction and grabbed his shoulder. "Big Brother will take care of the chicken farm. There's no need for you to be there. Big Brother has obtained two pieces of bronze equipment these few days, and he's getting arrogant. When are you going to forge one for me?" Scarlet took a glance at the simple wooden bow behind her.

Mentioning that alone was enough to make her angry. She had always been the one who brought Watson out to hunt and she came first. Whether it was treating Watson well or to keeping Watson company, she had been the first to do all that, so why was it that when Big Brother returned, he had received so many benefits from Watson, yet she had received nothing? It was unfair.

"Wait till I have the time."

Watson did not have any materials as of then, so he naturally could not fuse any weapons.

"Hmph, I think you're being biased! I'm going to ask you again. Are you going hunting with me or not?"

Watson had a helpless look on his face after having his ears pulled tightly by scarlet. What else could he say? "I'll go with you. Stop pulling, it's very painful.""Watson, quick, look, I've shot two rabbits."

Scarlet ran through the forest and carried the two snow-white rabbits back. Each rabbit had a sharp wooden arrow stuck in its head.

Hunting animals was not that easy under normal circumstances, but her bountiful success was due to having eaten the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs in the past few days. The result was an strength increase of several hundred catties.

They were at a place called the Misty Forest, which was situated not too far north from the Watson residence. A faint mist drifted through the forest, and small animals frequently ran past them. It was a public place for nearby farms to hunt, and rumor had it that there were powerful magical beasts in the depths of the forest. Since the mist was so thick that one could not see one's fingers, only brave adventurers dared to enter.

Watson and Scarlet were at a small hill outside that forest.

Watson lay on his back under a huge tree, with a blade of grass in his mouth. "Awesome. You're really amazing, Big Sister."

Although he said that, his expression was very calm. After all, his soul was an adult, and Scarlet was just a little brat in his eyes. He might as well meditate when he had the time. Meditation was a way of raising one's magical ability, but the prerequisite was that he must not release any magic. The specific details of the method to increase the amount of magic were recorded in the Encyclopedia of Basic Magic.

Hearing Watson's praise, Scarlet could not help but puffed out her chest. "That's right. Even Father praised my archery. Do you want to learn it?"

"I'll pass." Watson refused, but Scarlet walked begrudgingly to his side. "I know you're learning magic, but don't underestimate archery. You can kill prey from a thousand meters away with archery. Can magic do it?"

Scarlet's dream was to become a great archer. To become an archer, she had to sign a contract with an elf. However, money was required. Her family might not have had any money in the past, but with the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, her desire was reignited. As a result, she was very unhappy after seeing that Watson did not really appreciate her archery.

"Archery can do what magic can do."

In order to prevent his seventh sibling from continuing to grind him down, Watson turned his body helplessly and hooked his finger. With a loud boom, dark clouds gathered in the sky and churned non-stop. A water pillar descended from the sky and landed a thousand meters away, it transformed into a water elemental warrior who held a spear in his hand.

It was as if a God had descended from the heavens.

The water elemental warrior darted into the forest, either sweeping or thrusting. In a short moment, a bunch of rabbits were strung on the spear and returned. There were at least ten of them.

Scarlet's mouth was wide open when she saw that and she had difficulty closing it. After working so hard to catch one rabbit, she had never expected that using magic could easily catch more rabbits.

Lowering her head to take a look, Scarlet suddenly felt that the bow in her hand was no longer useful. She simply threw it aside and walked to Watson, shaking his arm. "Watson, teach me magic."

Scarlet used to dream of becoming an archer, but that dream had since changed.

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Chapter 16: Five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens

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In half a day, Watson and Scarlet hunted down dozens of rabbits, with most of the kills made by the water elemental warriors. In addition to rabbits, Watson had also used the water elemental warriors to catch thousands of wild chickens, nearly emptying out all the chicken flocks at the periphery of the forest.

The water elemental warriors rampaged around and came out of the forest with dozens of hens that had been struck unconscious, throwing them all over. Scarlet had a shocked look when she first saw all that, but she was eventually used to it after seeing the increasing number of hens.

Watson was prepared to head home and create a few more Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens through fusion. Although the output of one Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was enough for their family to live a carefree life, who would complain about having more money?

"I've already told you, Scarlet. You can't learn magic. Don't bother me anymore."

On the way home, Watson explained helplessly to scarlet. The tall water elemental warriors followed behind, with rabbit corpses strung along its long spear as it guided the vast and mighty flock of chickens.

Faced with those water elemental warriors, those wild chickens could be likened to mice coming face-to-face with a cat. They did not even dare to raise their heads, and could only let out low clucks.

Ever since Scarlet saw Watson using magic to display his might, she stopped preaching to him about the benefits of archery and wanted to learn magic instead. However, learning magic required talent, and scarlet obviously did not have it.

"Why are you able to learn it while I can't? I remember that no magic talent had been detected in you before. You must have used some way. I don't care. I want to learn magic anyway, so think of a way for me."

Scarlet swept her gaze across the flock of chickens and her eyebrows twitched uncontrollably. She then placed her hands on her hips and asserted stubboenly.

Watson felt a slight headache coming on. His soul belonged to another world, hence the presence of magic talent and assistance from the system. He was completely different from Scarlet.

"I've also just started learning magic. It's really hard for me to teach you! How about this, when Zeke and Zenoah come back in the next few days, I promise I'll have them go out and buy some weapons. Then I'll find a way to forge a set of bows and arrows for you."

"Deal?"

"Deal."

"Pinky swear."

Watson and Scarlet hooked their fingers together. His adorable seventh sibling began to trot around happily. She asked, "When will Zeke and Zenoah be back?" It was obvious that she was looking forward to the weapons she was about to obtain.

"Judging from the time, they should be back by now. I wonder they faced any delays on their way back?" Watson was well aware of his two brothers' personalities. He knew that they would not stop until they sold everything they had. Since they were in possession of more than 200 eggs, it would take a few days for them to sell them off.

The two brothers were very smart and Watson was not that worried at all.Upon returning home, Watson made the water elemental warrior disappear. He also had his seventh sister scarlet bring back the dozens of rabbits that they had shot. He then proceeded to send the several thousand hens that he had caught to the chicken farm and began to fuse them into Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens.

After the fusion was completed, there were four more chickens.

Within the huge chicken farm, all five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens were walking aggressively. Occasionally, they would raise their heads to look at each other, but none dared to encroach upon the other.

"Not bad. I'll accompany Scarlet to the forest in the future and do my best to get more Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens."

Watson looked at the Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens as if he was looking at a bunch of golden coins.

Even a noble might only have one or two multicolored chickens in their family. In the entire Holy Dragon Kingdom, only the royal family could open a chicken farm for Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens.

He sprinkled a handful of feed on the ground and tended to the five birds. When Watson returned home, his mother Catherine had already prepared dinner. She also placed a bowl of vegetable broth and an egg in front of him, and the others had the same meal too.

It was rare for the family to eat so well with one dish and one soup.

"Vincent, go and send these two dishes upstairs. Your fifth and sixth siblings aren't coming down to eat."

Edward sat in the main seat and held a knife and fork as he waved at Vincent.

"I know Peter's health has always been bad, but why isn't Margaret coming down?" Vincent asked in puzzlement. The sixth child Margaret was only two years older than Watson. During the year he left home, the youngest three children in the family were only a few years old and often ran outside without a care in the world.

"That's in the past. After she realized that she didn't have the talent for cultivation and was unable to become anything, she somehow became addicted to reading. She hid in her room all day and didn't go out. I haven't seen her in a long time either."

After Edward explained, Vincent did not think much of it and sent two servings of food upstairs.

It was nearly evening.

Edward wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and swept his gaze over the people eating in front of him. He then focused his attention on Watson and had a gratified expression on his face. While he was cooking, Scarlet had told him about their hunting session in the forest. He knew that Watson had caught several thousand hens by himself.

He felt proud to be able to give birth to such an outstanding child.

"It's been four days. Zeke and Zenoah still aren't back yet. The chicken has laid another four hundred eggs. If it took them so long to sell two hundred eggs, it might be hard on them to sell even more! I've decided to contact a few trustworthy merchants to transport our eggs to Monte Town. There are many more rich people there."

Trading was not a simple math equation. Zeke and Zenoah needed four days to sell 200 eggs, which meant that it might take half a month to sell 400 eggs. Not only did they have to travel a longer distance, but the nearby farms also did not have that much money. The two brothers had basically earned most of their money from the nearby farms, in particular those farmers who had given all their belongings just to have a little taste.

Although the eggs were good, there was nothing they could do if they did not have enough money.

"I'll follow your arrangements, Father" Watson nodded.

"Although the Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens is famous, no one would be coveting it if there's only one. As a last resort, I'll use the name of the Saint Laurent family. I believe that no one will dare to plot against us."

Edward thought for a moment, he added, "If that doesn't work either, we'll just sell the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken! Watson, I heard from Scarlet that you caught several thousand hens today. With that as a supplement, it'll be enough for us to sustain ourselves even if we sell the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Bring me to the chicken farm to have a look later."

Despite being the head of the family, he lacked the ability to give his family a good life. It would be far too embarrassing if he continued to show little concern for the family's business and hand it all to his youngest son.

As soon as Edward finished speaking, Watson seemed a little awkward. He coughed dryly and said, "Um… I'm sorry, Father, but the chickens that I caught during the day have all run away again."

"Again?"

Edward had an expression that seemed to say, 'You've got to be kidding me!'

"That's right." Watson's gaze was erratic. "Maybe it's because there are new Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens in the chicken farm."

"Then there's nothing we can do," Edward lamented. He knew that the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was a Gold-tier magical beast that had territorial awareness and would not live with ordinary hens, but he did not expect it to be that independent. Could it be that they were unable to raise ordinary hens at home unless they sold the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken?

It was a rare feat for Watson to work that hard and capture so many hens from the forest. Edward initially had that line of though and rued what happened, but he quickly realized that something was off about Watson's words.

"Watson, did you just say that there are new Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens in the chicken farm?"

"Yes, there are a total of five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens in the chicken farm now." Watson nodded.

Five chickens!

With a whoosh, the handkerchief that Edward was using to wipe his mouth fell to the ground. Catherine also put down the egg that she could not bring herself to eat. Scarlet stared at Watson with puffy cheeks, while big brother Vincent held the soup bowl and froze as the soup slid down the corner of his mouth.

Everyone looked at Watson as if they were looking at a monster.

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Chapter 17: Off To Miles Manor

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Inside Miles Manor's dungeon.

The cold, wet ground was uneven and covered with hay. Two figures were chained up and covered in scars.

"Tell me, who are you people? Where did the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken come from?"

A guard held a whip and whipped the two boys fiercely.

"I told you a few days ago, Mister. My name is Zeke, and this is my younger brother, Zenoah! We usually steal from here and there, and we stole the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs from a caravan in Monte Town. What else do you want from us?"

Zeke's face was bruised and his swollen eyes revealed a hint of helplessness.

"Yeah right! Master Miles already said that you've never been to Monte Town. Don't blame us for going hard on you if you don't tell us."

The guard whipped Zeke's thigh, causing him to fall to the ground in pain. He hugged his leg and could not speak.

"We really stole the eggs from Monte Town. There's nothing else we can tell you even if you beat us to death." Zenoah gritted his teeth and stretched out his neck.

"Two miserable little wretches."

The guard threw away his whip and glanced angrily at the two of them before turning around and leaving the dungeon.

After the guard had left, Zenoah crawled to Zeke's side. "Are you alright, Brother?"

"I'm fine. Remember, we're from Monte Town. We've never seen the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken before! It wasn't easy for Watson to get the beast and we can't lose it. Our family is counting on it to survive. We can't say anything even if we die."

"Don't worry, Brother. I won't say anything even if I die."

Outside the dungeon, the guard left and went up to a luxuriantly-dressed middle-aged man. He bent down awkwardly and said, "Master Miles, these two people are too stubborn. I didn't get anything out of them."

"It's already been four days, and you still don't know anything. How useless of you." Miles' eyes were cold and the mustache on his mouth trembled slightly.

"Master, what do we do now? Do we continue hitting them?"

"They'll die if we continue hitting them and if that happens, we won't be able to get anything out of them! Get a painter to draw the faces of these two people, then go to the nearby farms and ask if anyone knows them."

With his expression becoming much colder, Miles thought for a moment and said, "Spread some rumors while you're at it and say that those two people stole something from our farm. If no one comes to claim them within two days, I'll chop off their heads! If their relatives and friends hear about this, they certainly won't just sit around. It's fine if the two kids don't tell the truth, because someone will eventually say it for them."

"Yes, Master." The guard nodded respectfully and left, leaving Miles clenching his fists with an vague expression.

He was able to become a big farm owner not because of his extraordinary wisdom, but because of his ruthlessness. "Just wait until the families of these two people come. If they don't have a strong background, we'll kill them all. That way, no one will know that I got the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken."In the chicken farm back at Watson's home.

"Watson, Father asked me to come over and ask how many eggs are there in the house now?" Vincent walked in from outside.

Watson, who was looking after the chicken farm, stood up and said with a smile, "Brother, you came at the right time. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken has just laid some eggs. I don't know how many exactly, but you can give them a count."

Vincent walked into the chicken house and found that there was a hill of eggs inside. After carefully counting, he found that there were more than 800 eggs. His mouth curled up into a surprised smile, though it was not as huge as a few days ago.

Continuous surprises would eventually cause a person to get numb to it.

Five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens could lay 500 eggs per day, which equaled 15,000 eggs in a month. That alone was worth 15,000 gold coins. The money was enough to sustain their family several generations over. For that reason, Edward happily announced in the morning that each person could eat three eggs per meal from that day onward.

After eating a lot of eggs in recent days, Vincent's strength had increased by almost 1,000 catties and his combat aura strength had also doubled. As of that morning, he had officially become a Bronze-tier warrior.

It could be taken as a double blessing.

"Watson, these Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens were also a gift from your master, right? Didn't I say before that you should invite your master into our home for a while if he came?" Vincent asked somewhat unhappily when he thought of that.

No one else could have been that generous. Since those four Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens came from Watson's master, it was proof that Watson had met that mysterious master again. Vincent's speedy ascension to Bronze-tier warrior was all thanks to those Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens, so it was only right that he thanked the master properly.

"I'm sorry, Big Brother. My master left after leaving behind these four chickens. I didn't have time to speak to him."

"Are you sure that all your master did was leave behind these four chickens?"

"I'm sure."

"You're lying again, Watson!"

Vincent cocked his eyebrows. Under Watson's nervous gaze, the young man said, "Aside from just leaving behind four Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens, your master took away thousands of hens too, didn't he? Does your master like to eat chicken. He also took away one thousand of our hens the first time, right? If he ate them all in a few days, does it mean that he has a big appetite?"

Vincent had checked yesterday and discovered that there were no chickens running away from the henhouse. No one had seen any of those wild chickens running away from the nearby farms. The only explanation was that Watson's master had taken them away. It was not a big deal, but Vincent was hoping that Watson would not hide it from his family.

"Big Brother is right. My master does love to eat chickens."

Watson wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He thought that Vincent had seen something, but his big brother's line of thinking did not let him down.

"Watson, there's no need to worry about food and drink at home now. We won't even be able to spend all the money from selling so many eggs. Do you think we can keep some and let them hatch?" Vincent did not dwell on this question and quickly came up with a new idea.

"I'm afraid that won't work. The hatching rate of Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is low to begin with. Moreover, an unfertilized egg can't produce a chick without a rooster."

If Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was that fertile, it would not have been such a precious Gold-tier magical beast.

"It doesn't matter whether it works or not. The least we have to do is try. Please ask your master to send a rooster the next time he comes."

Vincent seemed to be sure that Watson's master would come to give them a rooster. After saying a few words, he ran out of the chicken farm and found an empty space to practice his combat aura.

The path of cultivation was like sailing against the current. Setbacks were aplenty if one did not advance further.

Watson observed for a while and withdrew his gaze. His brother's suggestion was good, but applied only to ordinary people.

The system could create a Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken simply by fusing a thousand ordinary chickens. The probability of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken laying a fertile egg was less than one in a thousand. Even if it a chick hatched, they still had to buy expensive feed, and it would take a long time for the chick to mature. Therefore, it was not as convenient to just fuse them.

He made up his mind to head to Misty Forest with Scarlet to catch some wild chickens and fuse them later. Before he left however, Watson was forced to stay behind after receiving a startling message.

20 minutes later.

"Father, is it true that Zeke and Zenoah were captured?" Watson paced in the hall and frowned.

In front of him, Edward held a piece of parchment with a portrait drawn on it, frowning. "Look at this! According to what it says, Zeke and Zenoah were captured by some ten miles away by Miles Manor's people. Right now, the people from the manor are issuing arrest warrants everywhere. I reckon they will find our house very soon. What should we do?"

Edward had already contacted the merchants and would be coming over to collect the eggs in a few days. The sudden incident made it abundantly clear that Miles Manor was wanted the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

"Miles Manor also said that if no one goes to their manor and pick the kids up within two days, they'll chop off Zeke and Zenoah's heads."

"How dare they!"

Vincent was also there. "I'll go. I'll bring Zeke and Zenoah back. I—"

Before he could finish, Watson had already waved his hand. "There's no need. Big Brother, you'll stay here and look after the chicken farm. I'll go myself! Zeke and Zenoah were captured because of me. I should be responsible for them."

Although the people in his family were not very reliable, they were still family to Watson. Anyone who laid a hand on his family would have to pay the price.

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Chapter 18: You'll Die if You Trigger Me

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At night, Miles Manor.

Master Miles held a feast that night. The meat and rice noodles that Zeke and Zenoah had painstakingly collected had all been cooked. Each farmer's face was ruddy, and they held wine glasses while wolfing down meat in large mouthfuls.

"Master Miles is rarely this generous. It's the first time our master has treated everyone to a meal, isn't it?" a farmer asked drunkenly.

"This is what you call generous? Don't you know our master's personality? The reason he treated everyone to this meal was because he had sent people out this morning to spread news and inquire about the two little swindlers in the dungeon. He finally got all that information."

"What did he find out?"

"That these two little swindlers are the third and fourth children of a certain abject baron's family. This family doesn't come from any background, and it's very likely that they're the ones who have the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken! Master Miles is about to bring someone to destroy that family tomorrow. He's going to bring back the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken," said a farmer next to him who was obviously aware of the situation. His tongue was practically hanging out of his mouth when he spoke.

"No wonder Master was so generous. He's going to be rich when he gets the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Master wants to shut our mouths with this meal," the others helplessly said similar words.

Everyone knew that Master Miles was very stingy. Whenever they did farm work in the past, half of their wages were frequently deducted for every small mistake that they made. He even paid their wages in eight instalments and never even treated anyone to a meal before.

On that occasion, Miles clearly knew that his actions were abhorrent and he did not want anyone to go out and talk about it.

"He wants to send us off with a meal and he doesn't even want to give us a few eggs? Master Miles is as stingy as ever!"

The group of people cursed in their hearts, but they still raised their wine glasses and clinked with each other.

"I'm still as generous as ever. These guys should be grateful to me for having free meat to eat."

Miles sat in the main seat and gulped down his wine.

His original intention of having people spread rumors during the day was to lure Zeke and Zenoah's family out. He did not expect to receive news of that poor baron, who was staying just over ten miles away. Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken that Miles had always dreamed of could finally be in his possession as early as the next morning.

"Master, what should we do with the two boys in the dungeon? They haven't eaten for almost a day. Should we send them some food?"

A guard asked Miles tactfully from one side.

"Send them my foot! They're useless now. Bring a some men over to kill those boys after the meal. Remember to do it cleanly."

Miles waved his hand. Ever since they managed to get the information, keeping Zeke and Zenoah around would mean that they had two extra mouths to feed. It would be better to kill them. After their bodies rotted, they could still be used as fodder, and their waste could be recycled. Miles did not take long to think about what would happen after Zeke and Zenoah's death.

"Also, let these farmers drink more wine and eat less meat. It's not like meat grow on trees. They don't even work hard on normal days and only know how to eat."

"Yes, Master."

The guard nodded. Just as he was about to carry the wine glass down and get the farmers drunk so that the master would need to worry that much, a slender figure bumped into him all of a sudden.

Plop!

The wine spilled all over the guard's body after being knocked down. The guard turned his head while cursing and discovered that the person who bumped into him was a young boy wearing coarse clothes. His face was fair and clean, and he was about ten-yeas-old. Below the boy's brown hair was a pair of sky-blue eyes that rivalled the ocean's blue color, and those eyes were looking straight at him with a cute smile on his lips.

The boy's body was quite well-built compared to children of a similar age, but he was far inferior to an adult. The guard's first thought was to wonder how a kid could have such great strength. He then turned his head in anger and said, "Damn it, who brought this child in here? I'll ask again, whose child does he belong to? Bring him home right now. Aren't you afraid that Master Miles will deduct your wages?"

As soon as his voice fell, the farmers who were still drinking stopped what they were doing and the surroundings fell into silence.

It was rare for Miles to treat them to a meal, and they would never dare to bring their families over. Such an act was an unforgivable sin in the eyes of the stingy Master Miles.

"Whose child is this? He's quite good-looking."

"David, this kid has a head of brown hair. Could he be your son? I heard that your family has a ten-year-old child."

The farmers looked at each other and fixed their gazes on a middle-aged man with brown hair and a big beard.

The big-bearded middle-aged man was shocked, he cursed, "Cut the crap. You're suspecting me just because of our same hair color? There are many people with the same hair color. Why don't you look at the other features? My eyes are green and this little guy's eyes are blue. Is that what you call the same?"

Looking up at the youth in front of him, David continued, "And this little guy is so good-looking. I can never father such a beautiful son."

Miles also stared at the child who had sneaked in without anyone noticing. He frowned, stood up, and shook the wine glass in his hand. "Whose child is it? Don't any of you recognize it? If no one recognizes it, everyone's wages will be deducted by half this month."

He was feeling heartbroken for these farmers who were eating and drinking so much, and now he had an excuse.

"David, just admit it. This is definitely your child."

"Why should I acknowledge it!" David was anxious. He was pulled back by the people around him and kept trying to comfort him, "It's better for you to deduct your wages alone than have everyone else's wages deducted! The Master's old habit of being stingy is acting up again. He's clearly looking for an excuse to exploit us. Just bear with it. We'll share our wages with you if worse comes to worse."

After being persuaded a few times, David was somewhat moved. He thought that there was no harm in acknowledging that he had such a handsome son, so he immediately waved his hand.

Before he could speak, however, the boy had already smiled and said, "Miles, right? You're the one who captured my third and fourth siblings. I originally wanted to spare your life! Now that I know you're not a good person, I don't have to think that much anymore. Do you have any last words? You'd best be saying them as quickly as possible, because this will be the last time you'll speak."

What did that kid say?

Last words?

The kid must have gone mad if he dared to speak to Master Miles like that.Watson stared at miles and his eyes lit up.

That morning, Watson comforted his family after learning about the news of his third and fourth siblings' kidnapping. He then spread his Phoenix Wings and flew all the way to the nearby manor and asked around for information. Coincidentally, he bumped into Miles having a banquet and thus sneaked in.

After observing for some time, he finally got to know what kind of person Miles was. The man was so miserly as though his life depended on it and he squeezed his farmers dry. In addition, he wanted to kill Watson's two siblings too, which ignited the Watson's killing intent.

Every human would be triggered by certain things. As a transmigrator, it was inevitable that Watson was lonely in that strange world, but he was fortunate to have a big family by his side, which warmed his heart.

His family was his trigger. Anyone who touched it would die.

"How dare you! Men, take this brat down for me!"

Miles was so angry that his body was trembling. With a wave of his hand, more than ten guards immediately appeared outside. The guard who had just been knocked down by Watson was the first to walk up with a cold smile. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Watson. "How dare you speak to Master like that. I won't go easy on you even if you're just a child. Be good…"

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out. Before the guard could finish his sentence, his lower abdomen was struck in lightning-quick manner by a red light. He flew back a few meters and landed heavily on the ground. His eyes were wide open in disbelief as he looked at the flaming wings on the boy's back.

"Combat aura wings, he's a Silver-tier powerhouse!"

Aside from him, the other farmers who carried tables, chairs, and benches were also stunned. Even Miles had his mouth wide open and completely lost for words.

Goodness! To think that such a young child was actually a Silver-tier powerhouse.

"Miles, get over here and face your death."

Watson calmly made a come-hither movement. Miles was no longer as arrogant as before, and let out a terrified voice from his throat. Cold sweat dripped down his face while his hands and feet trembled non-stop like a drowning person.

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Chapter 19: Showing Off His Might

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Watson stood in the middle of the hall. The surrounding farmers gulped and were afraid of going forward.

The boy in front was a Silver-tier powerhouse, but the strongest guard in the entire farm was only Bronze-tier. One Silver-tier warrior was equivalent to dozens of Bronze-tier warriors. Even if they could not defeat him, he could just fly into the air and escape, since no one was able to stop him.

How did Master Miles come to provoke such a terrifying person?

Miles was a little surprised too. He had sent people to inquire about the Garry family and all he heard was that the family was a down and out baron. He had no idea they had a Silver-tier warrior, otherwise, he would not have dared to plot a scheme to get the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

Deep in his heart, he was angry that his subordinates did not do a good job. However, at this moment, he was already in a risky situation and had no way out.

"Stop this kid. As long as he's trapped in the hall for a few minutes, everyone's pay be doubled, no, quintupled!"

Miles gritted his teeth, shouted, and rushed out of the hall's back door in a panic.

Things had reached boiling point and Watson would definitely not spare Miles. It was better for the latter to enter the dungeon first and use Zeke and Zenoah as hostages in exchange for his own life. If all else failed, he would just die together with Watson. Miles ruthlessness was precipitated even when death was already near.

Quintupled pay!

The farmers present were greatly motivated by that. Their initially hesitant gaze turned resolute and they were determined to be brave in order to receive such a huge reward. Miles' order was not to have them defeat Watson, but simply to stop him for a few minutes. Doing so was enough for them to earn half a year's salary, and an opportunity like that would not come again if they missed it.

"Let's attack together."

"Let's go all out."

A group of people carried tables, chairs, and benches, with others holding empty wine bottles. All of them rushed toward Watson.

Watson did not panic. Instead, he was itching to gives things a try. He spread his Phoenix Wings, turning the left wing into a red jade shield in front of him. All the tables and chairs that were hurled at him were burned into ashes by his wing's flames before even coming into contact with him.

On his right wing, hundreds of feathers turned into sharp swords. They flew out with flames and instantly penetrated through the shoulders or thighs of a group of farmers, leaving holes in them. Before the blood could flow out, the wounds were already charred by the hot temperature.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A strong wind blew in the hall. The Phoenix Wings' feathers shot out and dozens of farmers fell to the ground. They hugged the wounds on their bodies and wailed. In fact, that was the result of Watson's hesitance to kill them, otherwise they would have be dead already.

The surrounding walls, including the hard cordierite floor, were also filled with holes and green smoke.

"Protect Master!"

When the dozen or so guards standing outside the door saw this tragic scene, their eyelids twitched uncontrollably, but they still rushed forward.

The one taking the lead was a brawny man covered in a layer of sky-blue combat aura armor. It was three inches thick, and there were water-like waves flowing on the armor. It was none other than water elemental combat aura.

The brawny man held a long spear in his hand. It was covered with the same combat aura. The shaft of the spear was like a long dragon. He held it in both hands and spun it like a wheel. The resulting airtight defense repelled the feathers that were shot out from Watson's Phoenix Wings.

Water could extinguish fire. The water element naturally countered the fire element. Although Watson's Phoenix Wings were covered with the phoenix's sacred fire that not extinguish as easily as ordinary flames, Watson had not mastered combat aura and was not a real Silver-tier warrior.

At that moment, Watson could only withdraw his two phoenix wings and use it as a shield under the attack of more than ten guards led by the Bronze-tier brawny man. He retreated so far back that he was eventually cornered against the wall.

In the process of escaping, Miles looked back and saw that Watson had been forced to retreat. His flustered mood eased slightly, and he sneered, "You gave me a scare. Turns out a Silver-tier powerhouse isn't that powerful. I was worried for nothing! I reckon that this child has only just entered Silver-tier and doesn't have much combat experience."

"Allen, if you get rid of this kid, you'll get ten times your pay! If you capture him, I'll give you twenty times your pay, plus ten Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs!" After leaving those words, Miles pushed open the back door in a relaxed manner and ran out.

Allen, whose name Miles called out, was the leader of the farm guards and a Bronze-tier warrior. He was very proficient with his long spear and was a one of the rare skilled individuals among Bronze-tier warriors.

"Yes, Master."

The eyes of the brawny Allen lit up. 20 times the pay was indeed tempting, but what attracted him even more was ten Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs. He was 40-years-old that year, and should nothing untoward happen to him, he would stop at Bronze-tier for the rest of his life. However, things had changed. He had heard of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's effects, where one egg could increase his strength by one hundred catties and ten eggs would equal to one thousand cattoes.

If he was lucky, he might be able to break through to Silver-tier after eating it. In addition, after fighting with Watson, he realized that the child did not have the strength of a Silver-tier warrior despite possessing a frighteningly strong ability. The boy was only Bronze-rank and slightly weaker than him.

"It seems that the news of Master's findings about the the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken is true. I reckon that this young man must have eaten a lot of Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs to have such strength. If I can eat the same number of eggs…"

When Allen thought of this, his heart was filled with eagerness and he tightened his grip on the long spear in his hand.

"When I have the chance, I'll have to ask Big Brother about the cultivation method of combat aura."

Watson thought to himself. The Phoenix Wings only looked like combat aura wings, but it would all be exposed if he really engaged in a fight. "As expected of a Bronze-tier strongmen. I really can't win if I don't fight with all my might. All I want to do is deal with Miles and you guys should all retreat! Hand-to-hand combat is not my forte. Don't throw your lives away for nothing."

Watson knew exactly what he lacked after experiencing that battle. He had eaten dozens of Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs, and he had at least 2,000 pounds of strength. An average Bronze-tier powerhouse was still inferior to him, but what he lacked most was battle experience.

"Oh? You're not good at hand-to-hand combat. What are you good at? Could it be running away?"

"You're just a little brat. You can't even beat our captain, yet you still dare to boast shamelessly?"

Seeing that Watson was speaking in a mature manner even though he was obviously a kid, the dozen or so guards felt that it was strange, and some of them even teased him.

In their opinion, Watson was no match for them, prompting them to make snide remarks at him.

"You'll soon know what I'm good at." Watson's expression was calm.

Silver-tier spell: Water Elemental Warrior Summoning!

Opening his arms, Watson chanted a low and tactful incantation. A moment later, he looked up at the ceiling above him. "I wonder if this house is sturdy?"

Crack!

Just as he had this question, a muffled thunder sounded above his head. A crack appeared on the ceiling, then the crack expanded and the entire ceiling collapsed. Dozens of water pillars fell from the sky, turning into dozens of blue water elemental soldiers holding long spears. With a sweep of their long weapons, more than ten Iron-tier guards were sent flying and cracks appeared on their armor.

Was that…magic?

Rubbing their aching bodies, the guards raised their heads in panic. What they saw surprised them even more.

A water elemental warrior was fighting Allen. Their spears intersected, but they were not at a disadvantage. Then, another water elemental warrior stepped forward, commencing a pincer attack on Allen from the front and back. Two spears were crossed at Allen's neck, forcing him to kneel on the ground. His face turned red and the spear in his hands fell powerlessly.

There were dozens of such soldiers, guarding Watson from the front and moving forward in an orderly formation.

Boom!

The heavy footsteps caused the hall to shake.

A summoned creature had strength that was superior to Allen's. What level of magic was that? Could it be…

"This is Silver-tier magic!"

Someone cried out in surprise. Fear and despair swept through everyone's hearts. Not only was the boy a Silver-tier warrior, but a Silver-tier mage too. How could anyone defend against him? Was he even human?

At this moment, everyone understood that Watson was not bluffing. He had dually-cultivated magic and martial arts, both of which were Silver-tier. Watson was clearly only a ten-year-old child, and such talent was absolutely monstrous.

Watson's thin and small body stood where he was, but the huge mountain-like pressure bore down on their hearts and made them lose their will to fight. They would not dare to make a move even if they were offered a hundred times their wages, let alone when it was only ten times the amount.

As wonderful as gold coins were, money was not as important as their lives.

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Chapter 20: Fusing Magical Beasts

"Why is there a dark cloud hovering in the sky?"

Miles had already left the hall. As he stood at the entrance of the dungeon, he looked back and discovered that the sky above the manor was shrouded in a layer of dark clouds. A thick pillar of water fell from the sky and smashed through the roof, causing the corners of his lips to twitch.

"F*ck, is this Allen's doing? Do you know how much it would cost me to repair the house? I told him to kill, not to demolish the house!"

As far as he knew, the only person in the farm who was proficient in water elemental combat aura was Allen. However, with such a big commotion, could it be that Allen had broken through to Silver-tier?

That thought left Miles feeling a little sour yet happy at the same time. If Allen had broken through to Silver-rank, capturing that detestable brat was all but certain with the help of the other guards inside the manor. Miles began to slow his pace as he walked to the dungeon.

"I'll definitely torture him when I catch him." Miles snorted coldly.

If Allen really advanced to Silver-tier, the ever-stingy Miles would not deduct his wages. After all, Silver-rank warriors were very scarce, and he could just chalk that debt to Watson.

Without Watson in the way, no one would be able to stop him from snatching the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Miles could foresee that he could expand his farm several times in a few years and become the largest farm around the area in one fell swoop.

His head felt hot, and a young voice came from behind him before Miles could finish daydreaming. "Sorry pal, you don't stand a chance."

Miles turned around and found Watson standing calmly behind him with his arms crossed over his shoulders.

Behind Watson was an army formed by dozens of water elemental warriors. Each water elemental warrior was holding a guard or farmer in their hands. They stared at him with a terrified expression. Allen was among those being held and he had a sullen gaze.

"How could this be? What have all of you been doing? You can't even stop a child for a few minutes? What a bunch of useless people. What did I do to get a bunch of useless subordinates like you…"

The guards who were reprimanded by Miles lowered their heads. Their pain was beyond words. What could they do? Watson was a Silver-tier warrior and mage. How could they stop such a monster? If Miles could stop him, then be all means, go ahead.

Miles was so angry that his expression turned livid. His handlebar mustache trembled non-stop. He wanted to say something, but Watson had already walked up to him with a cold expression.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Miles felt a chill run up his spine when Watson's sky-blue eyes swept across him. His legs went soft and he subconsciously sat down on the ground. Miles felt that there was an ocean in the child's eyes when he first saw Watson, but that ocean had since frozen into ice.

His expression changed a few times. Miles forced out a smile, "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! "Young man, let's talk things out. The people you're looking for are in the dungeon. I'll let them out later and pay you five hundred gold coins. Let's just forget about this matter! I was impulsive when I kidnapped them. I've thought it through now. I did nothing to your two brothers, and as the saying goes, more friends lead to more opportunities. What do you think?"

He had to bow his head under such a towering figure.

Watson looked down at Miles with a pitiful expression before turning around to leave.

Miles was stung by the look in his eyes. He clenched his fists tightly but was secretly happy. After all, Watson was a child who was easy to fool.

The saying more friends lead to more opportunities did not ring true in that world. More often than not, it was survival of the fittest. As long as there was enmity, it would be irresponsible of Miles not to eliminate the root of the problem. He had already decided that when Watson left, he would spend a lot of money to hire assassins, and if that was not possible, he would buy poison and poison the water source near Watson's home.

Killing a person required the use of as many methods as possible.

At that moment, Miles noticed that Watson had his back to him and raised his right hand. Opposite him, a water elemental warrior raised the long spear in his hand.

What was Watson trying to do?

A bad feeling appeared in Miles' heart. Before he could open his mouth to scream, he saw the long spear turn into a blue stream of light and surge toward him, piercing through his chest. He lowered his head to look at the big hole in his chest that was bleeding profusely, then fell into eternal darkness.That day was destined to be a big day for Miles Manor. Everyone was still drinking and in high spirits. a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, Miles was dead and no one bothered to bury his body.

In the hall that was riddled with holes, Watson sat where Miles used to be. In front of him, more than ten guards, led by Allen, stood respectfully. Dozens of farmers were lying on the ground, bandaging their wounds. They did not even dare to breathe.

"Miles was the culprit in this incident. You guys are only accomplices, at most. I won't make things too difficult for you! Hand over your valuables and get lost." Watson waved his hand.

He did not intend to kill all those people. Killing Miles sufficed to make an example for the others. He believed that those people would spread news of Miles' death to the nearby areas after being allowed to leave. The purpose of doing that was so anyone who knew about his Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken would not dare to scheme and plot against him.

"We understand."

Everyone sighed. Although Watson's 'little man' look was a little strange, no one was surprised by it. What could be more surprising than becoming a platinum-level warrior and a mage at the same time?

Under Watson's orders, the farmers present took out the few silver coins that they had on them. Some of the more clever guards brought out all the valuables from the manor.

In a moment, a hundred sets of armor and weapons appeared in front of Watson, along with more than 300 gold coins and some jewelry. They were altogether worth about 500 gold coins. The 90 over Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs that miles had snatched earlier had not yet been eaten and were also brought out.

"Lord Watson, this is half of the property in the manor," Allen said. His legs still felt a little weak when he thought of how Watson had raised his hand to summon the water elemental warriors and nearly tore down the house.

"Half of the property?"

Watson was admiring the spoils of war, thinking about what grade of equipment he would be able to obtain after fusing the armor and swords together. When he heard this, his eyebrows raised. "Where is the remaining half?"

"Master Miles was originally in the magical beast business. The remaining half of the property is not money, but magical beasts," Allen replied.

"Bring me to take a look at them."

Watson's eyes lit up, and he gestured for Allen to lead the way. Soon, they arrived at a breeding farm behind the manor. The breeding farm was divided into two parts. On the left, there were more than a hundred lion-like magical beasts walking around. Their bodies were covered in fire-like fur. On the right were a same number of tigers, and they had joints which were covered in rock-shaped armor.

Watson recognized these two types of magical beasts. They were the Feral Lion and the Rock-Armored Tiger, both of which were Iron-tier magical beasts.

Magical beasts could be likened to the cultivators among wild beasts. Watson had been in that world for so long, but it was the first time he had seen such a magical beast. To powerful cultivators, magical beasts could be used to guard their homes or as mounts. to double a cultivator's strength. Many manors did the same and cultivated the land while raising magical beasts. They used magical beast feces to nourish the land, and it was a win-win situation.

The Watson family had done the same thing, but they could not afford to raise magical beasts, so they could only choose to raise hens.

While Watson was admiring the magical beasts, a strong Feral Lion and a Rock-Armored Tiger ran over the fence and escaped from the breeding farm. Both beasts roared at Watson and were the two dominant individuals of that territory.

"Magical beasts are inherently wild and recognize strangers. They're more ferocious to people who they have never seen before," Allen explained from the side. He was afraid that Watson would kill the two magical beasts in a fit of anger. An adult Iron-tier magical beast could be sold for dozens of silver coins, and all those beasts there were valuable.

More ferocious?

It did not matter. They would be obedient after being fused.

Watson glanced at the two magical beasts and immediately activated the fusion. The Feral Lion and Rock-Armored Tiger instantly turned into rays of light and collided. Their bodies expanded by more than twice, turning into a five-meter-long, nearly three-meter-high giant magical beast with two heads: a lion and a tiger.

After doing all that, Watson turned his head and asked, "Are these the only magical beasts in the manor?"

"Yes, yes…" Allen's mouth was dry and his tongue was parched. He was sweating profusely. What was going on? Was he dreaming? Why were the two magical beasts in front of him fusing together? What kind of magic was that? It was too terrifying.

Allen was lost for words even though he had wanted to warn Watson to be careful.

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Chapter 21: Fusion: Gold Chimera

[Bronze-tier magical beast: Purgatory Liger]

[Ability: combines the characteristics of a Feral Lion and a Rock-Armored Tiger. The head of a Feral Lion can cast a Bronze-tier Fireball Spell, while the head of a Rock-Armored Tiger can cast a Bronze-tier Earth Spike.]

Information about the fused liger beast appeared in Watson's eyes.

After the fusion, the liger immediately stopped roaring and lowered its two heads before walking to Watson's side. Its huge body crouched down low and it rubbed its furry lion head against Watson while letting out a low purring sound.

"So obedient."

After raising his hand to stroke the Liger Beast's head, Watson turned around and asked, "Allen, how much can a Bronze-tier magical beast be sold for?"

Allen swallowed his saliva and recovered from his shock. "A Bronze-tier magical beast is worth ten gold coins! If it's especially strong, it could be sold for a couple of dozen gold coins."

The rarer the item, the more valuable it was.

An Iron-tier magical beast could only be sold for a dozen of silver coins, while a Bronze-tier magical beast was dozens of times more valuable.

"What if it's a Gold-tier magical beast?"

Gold-tier?

Allen was stunned for a moment. Generally, magical beasts were stronger than a professional of the same level, and Gold-tier professionals were very strong individuals. Allen had never even seen a Silver-tier magical beast before, let alone a Gold-tier one.

That was also the reason why Miles was so desperate to snatch the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken when he heard that the Watson family had it, as it was the weakest among the Gold-tier magical beasts. Its strength was about as strong as a Bronze-tier magical beast yet it had much greater value.

"If it's a Gold-tier magical beast, it's worth at least a hundred thousand gold coins. It's so expensive that anyone who wants it cannot even be able to afford it," Allen said after thinking for a moment.

Magical beasts had very long lifespans. They had no problem reaching a few centuries old in terms of age. A Gold-tier magical beast could even become a guardian beast of a great noble. No one would think of selling such a magical beast if they were offered one.

Allen curled his lips self-deprecatingly. He did not know why Watson was asking him all this. Could it be that Watson wanted to use that strange magic earlier to fuse a Gold-tier magical beast?

Although he could not understand Watson's method of fusing the Feral Lion and the Rock-Armored Tiger, there had to be a limit to that kind of magic or else Watson would be invincible.

Not knowing what Allen was thinking, Watson looked around the magic beasts in the breeding ground. There were nearly 300 Feral Lions and Rock-Armored Tigers in the breeding area combined. Only half of them were adults. Even if he raised the price and sold them for one gold coin each, the total amount they could only sell for was only 300 gold coins. There were still 800 eggs at home that had to have been sold, so he did not need that tiny little bit of gold coins.

What he lacked was strength, the strength to protect himself and his family.

[System, fuse these magical beasts for me.]

It must surely be possible to fuse a Gold-tier magical beast using a few hundred Iron-tier ones.

[Congratulations, Master! Fusion successful. You have obtained three Gold-tier magical beasts: Tri-Headed Golden Chimera.]

As soon as Watson's spoke, the magical beasts in the farm immediately turned into rays of light and gathered on the Purgatory Liger in front of him. With a loud boom, the beast—which was originally more than three meters long—expanded several times in size, becoming nearly ten meters long and five meters tall.

The mountain-like giant beast stood up and raised its head high. Another golden head of a mountain goat appeared next to the lion and tiger heads. A pair of huge scaled wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun, while a thick and long golden python swayed behind it.

The snake tail was actually alive. It revealed ferocious fangs as it swayed and flicked its tongue to spit out a purple poisonous fog.

The red lion's head and the black tiger's head also turned golden at this moment. The entire magic beast was like a gold sculpture, shining brightly, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

[Gold-tier magical beast: Tri-Headed Golden Chimera]

[Attributes: fire, earth, darkness]

[Abilities: the lion's head can cast Gold-tier spells 'Sunlight' and 'Firestorm', the Tiger's head can cast Gold-tier spells 'War Stomp' and 'Earth Pulse', the goat's head can cast Gold-tier spells 'Death Curse' and Dark Rot', the snake tail can cast the Gold-tier spell 'Lethal Poison'.]

[Additional abilities: high-level magic immunity (receives 50% damage from spells below gold-tier) , high-level physical resistance (receives 80% damage reduction from physical attacks below gold-tier), resizing (body size can be changed within a certain range), and camouflage (can change one's appearance to a certain extent)]

"This is a true Gold-tier magical beast!"

Watson looked at the majestic magical beast before him from head to toe and was very satisfied.

The Tri-Headed Golden Chimera had mastered a total of seven gold-tier spells, in addition to being immune against magic attacks.

Unlike the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, which was a sorry excuse of a Gold-tier magical beast, the chimera was a powerful magical beast in the legends of this world. The gold chimera looked a little different from the legendary one, but that was not a problem. Watson was curious if anyone would dare to eye his Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken when such a powerful magical beast was guarding it at home.

Who else?

Plop!

Watson turned his head and suddenly noticed that Allen's knees had softened and he was kneeling in front of him. "Captain Allen, what happened to you?"

"I'm sorry, my leg was injured in the battle just now."

"Are you sure? I don't remember the water elemental warrior touching your leg…"

"My leg is injured!"

Watson did not say anything else after seeing Allen's persistence. He waved his hand at the chimera, and the ten-meter-long giant beast immediately shrank and turned into a small forearm-long golden lion. It moved like a phantom and scurried to his shoulder, lying quietly there.

The two extra heads and snake tails were hidden by the chimera, and it looked just like an ordinary lion. At that moment, the chimera was scratching its furry face with its hind legs. Its big black eyes looked flatteringly at Watson and blood was all over its face.

"Since you've become a Gold-tier magical beast that will be the main force in guarding the chicken farm in the future, I have no choice but to give you a name! From today onwards, your name will be Golden Flash."

After naming the chimera, Watson used his fingers to tease it for a while. It was only when Allen strenuously got up that he was brought back to the hall.

On the way, Allen would occasionally raise his head to peek at Watson, and a huge wave of emotions rose in his heart. What did he just see? The hundreds of magical beasts in the manor had all disappeared, turning into one single terrifying magical beast. With that aura, it was definitely a Gold-tier magical beast. Not only was it not a loss to fuse hundreds of Iron-tier magical beasts into a Gold-tier one, it was actually profitable.

Bloody profitable!

What surprised Allen the most was that Watson's 'fusion magic' seemed to have no restrictions. If he gathered a few gold-tier magical beasts, would he be able to fuse them into a stronger Platinum-tier magical beast?

His breathing turned heavy. As soon as this bold idea appeared, Allen's eyes became had a look of determination.

He did not feel anything for Miles. After all, Miles was very stingy, but he could be considered a master and servant. Originally, he had hoped that the jinxed Watson would leave as soon as possible after Miles died.

His opinion had since changed.

What if he let Watson be the owner of this manor? They had been in the magical beast business for so long, so they knew where to catch a magical beast. If there was an adequate supply of magical beasts, could it be possible for him to get a share if Watson fused even more powerful magical beasts?

Allen was still daydreaming, but Watson had already returned to the hall.

Facing a group of guards and farmers waiting for his orders, he waved his hand. "Send a few people to deliver the money, armor, and weapons on the ground to my house. The rest of you go back to your own homes and families."

"Yes, Lord Watson!"

Just as everyone was about to agree, Allen rushed out from behind Watson and swiftly knelt on the ground. "Lord Watson, please wait. Regarding this matter, I have a crude proposal! I hope that you can take over the manor and become the new owner of this place."

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Chapter 22: Taking Over The Manor

"What's up with Captain Allen?"

"Letting a child take over the manor? He's joking, right?"

More than ten Iron-tier warriors looked at Allen with a strange expression.

Allen was renowned in the manor, for he was a Bronze-tier warrior after all. He had always been proud and unyielding, so much so that he did not even smile or kneel when facing Miles. The most he would do was bow.

At that moment, however, he was kneeling in front of Watson as if he was desperate for the other party to stay. All else aside, Watson had killed Miles and was their enemy. Even if they might not be angry when they denounced Watson and told him to get lost, they should at least maintain some level of indifference toward him.

The other farmers were also discussing, but they were talking about the lion on Watson's shoulder instead of Allen.

"Where did this golden lion come from? Could it be that the Feral Lion in the manor gave birth? But isn't the Feral Lion red in color? Did it mutate?" a farmer asked in puzzlement as he bandaged his injured thigh.

"It looks quite cute." The eyes of the female farmer next to him sparkled.

They were not that angry with Watson even though Watson hurt them, as they were the ones who had followed Miles' orders to attack first. As simple farmers, it was good enough that they could survive in that world. They would not dare to blame anyone, especially not a Silver-tier powerhouse, unless they did not want to live anymore.

Listening to the discussions around him, Allen shook his head in his silence. What a bunch of ignorant fellows. If they knew that the magical beast lying on Watson's shoulder was a Gold-tier magical beast, he wondered if they would still be as excited or whether they would kneel down in fear. Meanwhile, the guards were even more short-sighted.

"Are you sure you want me to stay?" Watson had a strange look on his face.

His original intention was to empty out all the property in the manor and sell the manor at the same time, ending everything once and for all.

"I'm sure!"

Allen hurriedly nodded. "It doesn't matter what the others think. I'll stick by your side! The magical beasts in the manor were all captured from the nearby Misty Forest. I'm very familiar with the place. I can catch at least ten magical beasts every month. You don't need to give me money. You can just give me a few Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs and also one of the magical beasts you fused with magic."

Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs!

"That's right, how could we forget about this?"

The group of guards were somewhat tempted. They had almost forgotten that Watson had Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens in his house. Now they understood why Allen bowed down so subserviently. If he could eat Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs all the way, Allen might even be able to advance to Silver-tier. Nothing was more important for a professional than to increase their strength.

They did not care as much for the fused beasts that Allen mentioned.

"Alright, then I'll take over this manor! How much did Miles give you for a month?"

Watson thought for a moment and realized that it was a good solution. As long as Allen could catch magical beasts, he could continuously fuse them to be sold. He did not need to fuse them into Gold-tier chimeras, as he could simply fuse ordinary ligers and sell them as Bronze-tier magical beasts. In addition, his family's land included the chicken farm, which just so happened to lack people taking care of it.

"Lord Watson, sir! My salary is one gold coin a month. The other guards get twenty silver coins a month while the farmers get ten silver coins a month!"

Hearing Allen's reply, Watson nodded and thought that Miles was quite generous.

It was not difficult to understand that even though Miles was such a stingy person, there was no one who would work under him if the salary he gave was not high enough. No matter how high the salary was set, the final amount would still depend on the master.

"From now on, everyone's salary will be increased tenfold! Those who want to stay, take a step forward. Those who don't want to stay, I won't force them." Watson waved his small hand.

Tenfold!

The eyes of everyone present were red. Not to mention them coveting the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken's eggs, even if they could not see the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, just this salary alone was enough to make them freeze there.

No one retreated. Instead, they all took a step forward.

"This month's salary will be paid in advance. Allen, distribute the money on the ground to everyone first. See if there are any herbs in the house to treat the injured." Watson gestured at the gold coins on the ground and stood up, "And also, please release my third and fourth siblings."

Today was a day that would go down in Miles Manor's history.

Allen's actions were decisive and he soon distributed the money. The farmers held white silver coins in their hands, and the guards held the gold coins with smiles on their faces.

It was good that Miles died. Why did he not die earlier?

Some people could not help but have such thoughts. They felt that Miles was greedy for other people's property and deserved to die. They had never seen that much money when Miles was the farm's master. Even though they suspected that Watson's acts were detrimental and all that property might soon be squandered, they were still happy to have all that property squandered on them.While the whole manor was celebrating, Watson was already standing at the entrance of the dungeon. He watched as Allen walked into the dungeon and brought out his third and fourth siblings.

Watson felt a sourness in his nose when he finally saw his two brothers.

Zeke and Zenoah had stayed here for almost three days. Their bodies were covered with wounds and their clothes were out of shape. Only strips of cloth were sticking to the bloodstains on their bodies. Their faces were also covered in dust and were so dark that they looked like they had just come back from mining. Their breathing was weak and they had to support each other to stand.

Watson was still hesitating whether he had gone too far by killing Miles directly, but he had since regretted letting Miles die that easily.

"We've brought them out." Allen glanced at the two of them and turned his head away silently. Zeke and Zenoah had been beaten for so many days and were nearly their last breaths. He felt sorry just looking at them.

"Zeke, Zenoah. I'm sorry I was late."

Watson took a step forward and was about to hug the two brothers when Zeke rolled his eyes. "Who are you?"

"Yeah, we don't know you. Hurry up and leave," Zeke said.

Watson was stunned. Could it be that Zeke and Zenoah had lost their memories after being beaten?

Damn Miles. Watson's hatred for miles deepened. He saw Zeke and Zenoah winking at him and gesturing to him to leave.

Zeke turned to Allen, "Mister, we're not familiar with this man. Even if you want to arrest him, don't arrest someone innocent."

Allen came to his senses. He knew that Zeke and Zenoah recognized Watson but were trying their best to distance themselves from him, saying, "Stop acting. I know that Lord Watson is your brother! He's killed Miles. You're free now."

Miles was dead?

It could not be a trap, could it?

"The body is over there." Allen pointed to the side. Zeke and Zenoah looked over and saw a familiar fat figure lying on the ground, with his chest having been pierced by something. They were both surprised and happy.

"He's really dead! That damn bastard. It's good that he died."

The two brothers ran to Miles' body and delivered one kick each. Then they stumbled to Watson and looked at him carefully. "Watson, you came alone? Are you Hurt?"

Seeing that his two brothers were worried about him despite being seriously injured themselves, Watson felt warm and helped them up. "I'm fine. I'll find a room for you two to rest for the night. We'll go home tomorrow!"

The two brothers were not in any condition to travel now. Watson made up his mind and said, "Allen, go and bring all the medicinal herbs in the manor."

"Yes, Lord Watson."Allen cupped his fists and left, leaving Zeke and Zenoah who looked at each other in surprise.

Lord Watson…?

What happened during the time they were imprisoned.

"Zeke, Zenoah, I'm sure you haven't known about it yet, but I'm the owner of this farm now," Watson said indifferently after seeing the two brothers' puzzlement. Those words shocked the two brothers so much that their jaws fell and their mouths were stuck in a gape for some time.

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Chapter 23: Fusing Top-Grade Medicinal Herbs

"How did you suddenly become the owner of this manor? Is it really okay for us to stay here?"

Zeke sat on the bed and carefully tore off the blood-stained cloth strips from his body. In the meantime, his scabbed wounds were torn apart, causing him to grimace in pain.

They were in a bedroom of one of Miles Manor's guards. The guards naturally did not share the cow shed with the farmers and had one room each to themselves. That was considered a benefit that Miles gave to his subordinates.

"It shouldn't be a problem."

Zenoah was also there. As he spoke, he glanced at the little golden lion pacing back and forth in the bedroom.

It was Watson who left behind that lion, saying that it would protect them and avoid anyone disturbing them.

When he met Zenoah's eyes, the little lion puffed out its chest proudly and patted its chest with his front paw. It was as if he was saying, 'You can rest assured with me here', like a dutiful guard.

What an intelligent magical beast.

Upon seeing the lion, Zenoah thought of Watson, who had just left in a hurry. He did know what Watson was up to, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Zeke, don't you feel that our Watson isn't quite the same as before?"

Previously, Watson was full of vigor and always liked tagging along with Scarlet's hunting trips. In the end, he always ran too fast and fell when he chased after his prey, causing his calf to break. He went home and cried for a long time. Watson also did not eat properly and always broke his bowl… Such similar incidents were aplenty, necessitating his older siblings to take care of him all the time.

As of then, Watson no longer followed Scarlet. On the contrary, it was Scarlet who became more and more attached to her younger brother, even going so far as to research magic. On that day, Watson even came alone to save them. His calm judgment and exceptional courage made him a completely different person from the crybaby.

"Big Brother said that Watson found a powerful master. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was also given to him by his master. I don't think so!"

Zenoah looked at the lion on the ground again. He could sense an aura similar to that of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken from that magical beast, "Moreover, Watson's personality has changed too much. I've never heard that learning magic can change a person's personality. Watson is mature and wise, like an adult noble."

Zeke and Zenoah had always been known for their cleverness. There was basically no one who was smarter than them among their peers. That was something that the two of them were very proud of. However, no matter how proud they were in the past, they were now more confused as to why their bumbling eighth sibling would suddenly become smarter than them.

"It is suspicious when you mention it! But don't make wild guesses. No matter what the truth is, Watson will always be our brother. When it comes to that change in personality, all we can say is that our brother has grown up to be an outstanding person."

Zeke smiled slightly and continued to tear the cloth strips on his body. According to Watson's words, they had to first tear off the clothes that were attached to the wounds, and then wipe their bodies properly to remove the dirt. Only then would they not be infected.

Zeke did not understand what an 'Infection' was. Watson's later words, such as 'lack of antibiotics' and 'it could lead to tetanus', were completely incomprehensible to them. Perhaps Zenoah was right and their younger brother had changed a little.

However, these changes were all for the better. What was there to be unhappy about?At the same time, in the next room.

"Lord Watson, these are all the medicinal herbs in the manor."

Alan pointed at the two bundles of medicinal herbs on the ground and said respectfully.

In this world, medicinal herbs were rare materials. There were not many of them, but they could be mixed into medicine. A good medicine could not only cure diseases, but also increase one's strength. Therefore, it was very expensive. However, only pharmacists knew the formula of the medicine. If an ordinary person was injured.., they could only wipe their bodies with medicinal herbs.

There were only around 200 sets of medicinal herbs in Miles Manor, and more than half of them were Dalman grass, which was only helpful for external injuries. This kind of medicinal herb grew in Misty Forest and could be sold for ten copper coins each.

Zeke and Zenoah had been beaten for so many days, and not only did they have serious external injuries, but they also had clots in their bodies. Those medicinal herbs alone would not be of much help.

After hesitating for a while, Allen said, "Lord Watson, why don't I go out and ask a pharmacist to come back?"

"Do you know any pharmacists nearby?"

"I don't know, but there must be one in Monte Town."

As the nearest town, Monte Town was very prosperous. It had everything.

"Monte Town is far from here. It's nearly four days' journey to and from here. I can wait, but my third and fourth siblings can't."

"But…"

Allen wanted to say something but could only sigh when he saw Watson's determined gaze. He wanted to say that even though bringing back a pharmacist might take a long time, it was still better than Watson personally doing it. Watson was only a ten-year-old child, so he could not possibly know anything about treating illnesses. If he were to act recklessly, Zeke and Zenoah would probably die in less than four days.

"If only I knew about healing spells, it wouldn't be so troublesome! Unfortunately, among the four major professions, healing can only be mastered by a priest, and priests can only learn it in the church in the town. It looks like I have to go to Monte Town when I have the chance," Watson whispered.

Injuries and illnesses were inevitable in the course of life. In order to let his family live a better life, he had to make early preparations.

As for now, there was no need for him to go through that much trouble.

Watson looked down, and the information herbs on the ground immediately appeared in his eyes.

[Iron-tier herb: Dalman grass]

[Effect: external use, accelerates the healing of wounds. Weak effect.]

Other than Dalman grass, there was also another Iron-tier herb called 'little lampgrass', which was used to treat weak bodies.

"These herbs are enough. System, fuse them for me."

[Congratulations, master, for successfully fusing 200 herbs into a Gold-tier herb: Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng.]

The two bundles of herbs on the ground disappeared in an instant and fused together, turning into a palm-sized ginseng with dense roots. It slowly floated in the air, emitting a pungent fragrance. As it swayed gently, it flickered with rainbow-colored lights, as if a rainbow had been cut from the sky.

[Gold-tier medicinal herb; Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng]

[Effect: after ingesting it, it can heal all injuries. It is the most effective for professionals below Gold-tier. The stronger the user, the weaker the effect.]

[Additional effect: after ingesting it, one's lifespan will increase by 100 years. One will gain 1,000 catties of strength. When ingested by a man, he will gain half an hour of combat strength in bed.]

Watson looked strangely at the effects of that medicinal herb, Watson's expression was strange. The first effect was not bad, but the last one, where a man could 'gain half an hour of combat strength in bed', would probably delight his father.

Plop!

Just as he was thinking about this, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly came from beside him.

Watson turned around and saw Allen kneeling on the ground, staring at the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng in his hand with a trembling gaze. "This is… If I'm not mistaken, this is the king of ginseng, the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng that men dream of obtaining, right?"

Alan was only a bronze-tier warrior, so he did not know much about precious medicinal herbs. However, he knew about this ginseng. This was because the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng was very famous. Ordinary ginseng had the effect of nourishing the human body. One color would be added to it after every hundred years, turning it into Single-Colored Ginseng. The Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng had seven colors, which meant that it had been growing for at least 700 years. It was the best of all ginseng, and each one was worth a thousand gold coins.

Usually, the great nobles would treat men's hidden diseases or use it to cure erectile dysfunction. There was no need to consume too much ginseng. One bite was enough to ensure that a man's golden spear would never fall, and no man could possibly resist such temptation.

Watson frowned. "So what if it is? And, why are you kneeling again?"

It was indeed the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng!

Upon receiving the affirmative answer, Allen's lips began to tremble. He did not expect Watson to not only be able to fuse with Gold-tier magical beasts, he could even fuse with medicinal herbs. The magic that Watson had mastered was simply too miraculous.

"Lord Watson, Sir, my… My leg hurts! My Lord, can I have a bite of this ginseng? Just a little tiny bite."

"No."

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Chapter 24: Going Home

Half an hour later.

"What kind of medicinal ingredient is this water? It tastes pretty good."

Zeke was naked. He took the bowl Watson handed him and drank a mouthful of clear, colorful water. His eyes brightened.

It tasted spicy and sweet in his mouth.

As soon as he drank it, a warm current flowed down his throat and into his limbs and bones. Zeke watched the scabs on his body fall off at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the pink and tender skin underneath. Not only that.., his muscles, which were sore from the beating, and his bones, which were faintly aching, no longer hurt.

During this half an hour, Watson ground the seven treasures glazed ginseng and used hot water to brew two bowls of medicine. Zeke and Zenoah also used a towel to wipe their bodies clean.

"Zenoah, look, my strength seems to have increased a lot."

Zenoah also drank the medicine and jumped from the bed to the ground. With one arm, he easily lifted the heavy wooden table in the room and was pleasantly surprised.

His nether regions grew bigger too.

It was as straight as a sword.

Zenoah lowered his head to take a look. His face first turned white, then red. He awkwardly raised the table and petrified on the spot.

"Ahem." Watson coughed lightly. He reached out and hugged the little lion who was lying on the ground. "This medicine is called the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng. It can heal the body and make people strong, but it has some side effects."

The Little Lion hid in Watson's arms and glanced at Zenoah's lower body. He then spread his legs and looked at his own. The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a touch of human-like disdain.

Allen also followed beside Watson. He did not feel embarrassed when he saw Zenoah. Instead, he had an envious look on his face, "I didn't expect the effects of Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng to be even stronger than the legends! Sigh, Lord Watson is really too kind to his family. If only I could have a sip of this medicine…"

"Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng? It's the legendary medicine that drives men crazy and makes women cry. Such a precious medicinal ingredient actually exists in this manor?" Zenoah was first surprised, then he gritted his teeth. His injury had healed, but his genitalia was swollen and uncomfortable.

It was a pain that only men could understand.

"My brothers, think of a way to solve yourselves! Rest early, I'll be leaving first." Watson coughed and walked out of the bedroom. He could still faintly hear the voices coming from inside the room.

Zeke asked, "That idiot Watson, wasting such a precious medicine! He even said that he wants us to solve it ourselves. How are we supposed to solve this?"

"It'll be fine. Don't you have hands? If you really can't do it, I'll lend you mine." It was Zeke's voice.

"Don't talk anymore. I'm getting goosebumps."

The voice came to an abrupt stop. Allen walked out of the room, carefully closed the door, and bowed to Watson, "Lord Watson, my respect for you is as boundless as the Holy Dragon River! The two people who were so weak just a moment ago have now become like wolves and tigers. Lord Watson is really a natural pharmacist, a child prodigy blessed by the Gods…"

The Holy Dragon River was a large river that ran through the east and west of the Holy Dragon Kingdom. The entire country was indebted to this river. Allen's then mood could only be expressed by using the river as an analogy.

"What do you mean by 'like a wolf or a tiger'? Do you know how to speak? Alright, let's cut the nonsense. Choose six farmers for me tomorrow morning. I want to bring them home. The remaining farmers will continue to grow here. As for you, bring the guards to Misty Forest and catch magical beasts. Harvest more herbs while you're at it."

Watson glanced at Allen. "If you do it well, I might fuse one Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng for you."

"Don't worry, Lord Watson. I will work hard to complete the task!"

Allen hurriedly agreed. His legs almost went weak and he knelt down again.

If there was one word to describe his current mood, it would be 'excited.' Originally, he was only afraid of Watson, but now he had a trace of admiration. He did not know what magic Watson used to fuse the herbs, but he knew that Watson did not even eat a single bite of that precious ginseng.

Since he treated his family that well, it was only natural that he would not treat his subordinates badly. In addition to Watson's words just now, it was obvious that he was trying to entice him. As a person who had so much wisdom at such a young age, Watson would definitely become someone who would do great things in the future.

By following such a promising youth, his future achievements would only be higher and higher. At this moment, the last bit of grudge he had against Miles' death vanished completely into thin air.The next morning.

Watson stood at the entrance of Miles Manor and commanded the farmers to load the armors, weapons, and gold coins they had collected. Other than that, there were also some clothes, meat, bread, and wheat seeds, which filled three large carts.

Even these three carts were the property of the manor.

The six farmers selected by Allen each pushed a cart in groups of two. Zeke and Zenoah had already changed into a new set of clothes. Because they had just recovered from a serious illness, they had gained another thousand pounds of strength. Their complexion was much better than before, however, their walking posture was a little strange. They spread their legs and looked at Watson with a bitter gaze. It was obvious that the previous night had not been easy on them.

"Let's go!"

Watson deliberately did not look at his two brothers. He rubbed the head of the little lion lying on his shoulder with his fingers and led the six farmers back to their homes.

In front of the manor gate, the guards, including Allen, and the remaining farmers waved at Watson reluctantly.

"Lord Watson, please come back soon!"

"Sigh, if only I could be chosen to go to Lord Watson's home together."

The group of people sighed, their eyes filled with envy as they looked at the six cart farmers.

This morning, someone woke up to find that the magic beasts in the manor had disappeared. After asking, they found out that Watson had used magic to fuse them into a Gold-tier magical beast the previous day. It was the same little lion on Watson's shoulder, the sight of which caused some people's legs to tremble.

Some people also learned from Allen that Lord Watson had used ordinary herbs to fuse into Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng and cured the two brothers.

Everyone saw how badly Zeke and Zenoah had been tortured by Miles. They would not be able to get out of bed for at least a few years. In the end, they became lively after one night, proving that what Watson had done was true.

These farmers had never read a book, nor did they have much knowledge. They only knew that they could eat meat by following a powerful boss. Watson's methods were so magical that he could be considered the most powerful person they had ever seen, they might be able to see more magical things by following him. Unfortunately, Watson only wanted six people, and Allen—who wanted to go with them—was rejected.

After watching Watson and the others leave, Allen sighed with envy and jealousy. He turned his head and looked at a guard behind him. "Come out, Nelssus."

"Captain, why are you looking for me?"

The guard named Nelssus had a puzzled look on his face.

"From today onwards, you are no longer a guard of the manor. Go and stay in the dungeon by yourself. You are not allowed to come out without my permission." Allen's cold words made Nelssus turn pale with fright. "Captain, what did I do wrong? Why did you do this to me?"

"Miles had people torture Lord Watson's two elder brothers. You were the one in charge of interrogating them, right? Don't think that I don't know about that! Although Lord Watson was merciful and did not care about this matter, as subordinates, we have to share the worries of our superiors. Let me ask you, do you want to go alone, or do you want me to break your legs and send you to the dungeon?"

A powerful aura erupted from Allen's body. The other guards around him also looked coldly at nelsus and held the hilt of their swords by their waists. Although they had only been together for one day, they no longer treated Watson as a child, nor as an enemy, as an enemy would not pay them ten times their salary.

Watson was no enemy; he was their benefactor.

"I, I'll go."

Seeing that all those people had all been bought over by Watson, Nelssus could only grit his teeth and leave dejectedly. In his heart, he thought of the women in Allen's family. It was too spiteful of Allen to hold such a small matter against him.

Then, he sighed. Everyone was afraid of Watson and wanted to curry favor with him, including Nelssus. Compared to Allen however, he hated Miles more. Everyone else was receiving rewards, but he was the only one being punished. If it were not for Miles, he would not have been that unlucky.

So when he walked to the entrance of the dungeon and saw Miles' smelly body—which no one bothered to deal with—on the ground, he walked up and gave the corpse a fierce kick before spitting on it. "Ptoo! You evil, evil, evil incarnation. It's all your fault. Why didn't you die earlier?"

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Chapter 25: Fusion: Ancient Knight Armor

Half a day had passed by the time Watson returned home.

On the way, he made Golden Flash transform into a three-meter-long giant lion. Although he did not reveal his original form, Golden Flash's appearance was still extraordinarily domineering, leaving clear claw marks on the ground wherever it passed.

All the farmers who passed by the farms inhaled sharply and engaged in heated discussion when they saw Watson and the lion beneath him.

"This child must be the Garry family's eighth child! I wonder what tier the lion beneath him is. How did it grow that big?"

"It looks like a statue made of gold. With its size, it must be at least a Silver-tier magical beast! I heard that Watson has recently become a Silver-tier warrior and is still practicing magic. I didn't expect him to get such a powerful magical beast. The Garry family is going to rise up!"

"Silver-tier warrior? Really? This kid is only a little over ten years old! How unfortunate. I heard that Watson's family has Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens. I was going to sneak over to take a look, but I guess I should forget about it."

Some of the farms were familiar with the Garry family. When Zeke and Zenoah went out to sell eggs, they had also sold them to them. Although Zeke said that these eggs were picked up from the town of Monte, it was still difficult to hide from interested parties, who knew the fact that the Garry family had the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

At this moment, those who did not have covetous thoughts saw the powerful magical beast under Watson and warned themselves not to provoke the boy. Those who had covetous thoughts immediately gave up on such ideas.

A Silver-tier warrior and a magical beast of the same level. Only those who did not want to live anymore would only go after the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

Watson deliberately told his third and fourth siblings to spread news of his Silver-tier prowess. When he had just transmigrated to that world, his first thought was to keep a low profile.

After what happened with Miles however, he changed his mind. The more low-profile a person was, the more easily that person would be bullied by others. If he could release the news that he was a Silver-tier warrior earlier, Miles would not have dared to have any plot against Zeke and Zenoah. As a result, there was no longer a need to hide the system's fusion ability anymore.

Millennia after millennia of magic history in that world meant that there were lots of magic and spells that were lost in time. Even powerful mages that were Platinum-tier and above would not dare to say that they knew all magic.

Watson had made up his mind that in the future, he would simply fuse it openly. If anyone asked, he would say that it was a lost magic that he had obtained by chance. It did not matter whether others believed it or not. As long as he was strong enough, what he said would be the truth.

After returning home, Watson instructed the six farmers to distribute the food that they had brought back to their families. At the same time, he also sent Golden Flash to the chicken farm. After doing all this, he immediately returned to his bedroom with a hundred sets of armor and weapons. He was ready to start fusing them together.

"It is very difficult for my current strength to continue improving. If I want to become stronger, forging equipment is the fastest way." As he muttered, Watson looked at the armor in front of him. He decided to first forge defensive equipment. After all, compared to weapons, defensive equipment could protect one's life.

What appeared in his eyes was the information of a hundred pieces of armor.

[Iron-tier armor]

[Effect: resists the attacks of Iron-tier professionals]

[Bronze-tier armor]

[Effect: resists the attacks of Bronze-tier professionals]

There were a total of 95 pieces of Iron-tier armor and five pieces of Bronze-tier armor in front of Watson. At that moment, he did not hesitate and immediately activated his fusion. The armor turned into a hundred streams of light and collided together, fusing into a golden shadow.

[Congratulations, Master. You have successfully fused the armor. You have obtained Gold-tier armor: Ancient knight Armor.]

The golden light dissipated, revealing a set of black armor inside. It looked like a medieval knight costume. There were strange cracks all over it. There was a movable steel mask on its face, and rivets on its four limbs, allowing it to rotate nimbly. There were also two rows of spikes on its back.

The entire armor gave off a sinister and heavy feeling. Cold light radiated in all directions, lighting up the room.

[Ancient knight Armor: Gold-tier defensive equipment]

[Effect: able to resist the attacks of Gold-tier professionals, and 100% of the opponent's attack power will be stored as energy.]

[Additional effects: complete physical immunity (physical attacks that are lower than Gold-tier players will be completely nullified, while those that are higher than Gold-tier will have a weakened effect), dismantlable (can be dismantled and used separately to use part of the armor), reshaping (the armor will change according to the owner's body size, and can also be disguised as other clothing), and lightness (the armor is weightless after being worn)]

[Additional skill: ancient heroic spirit (uses the power stored in the armor to summon a Gold-tier heroic spirit to face the enemy. The summoning time is proportional to the amount of energy absorbed)]

"As expected of a Gold-tier defensive equipment. The defensive equipment that I fused previously only had additional effects at most. This time, there's actually an additional skill too."

Instead of continuing to fuse one hundred longswords, Watson instead stared greedily at the Ancient Knight Armor and wiped his saliva.

He waved his hand at the ancient knight armor. With a crackling sound, the large black armor cracked and enlarged, turning into pieces of iron of different sizes that stuck onto Watson's body like a jigsaw puzzle.

The first thing that adhered onto Watson's body was his forearm. A layer of black armor perfectly fitted his arm, and his fingers were also covered with a layer of half-moon-shaped finger gloves.

Watson waved his fingers casually, and his fingers actually tore through the air, emitting a whistling sound. Just this ordinary grab could shatter the combat aura defenses of a Bronze-tier warrior.

"This is the dismantlable ability of the armor."

After trying it out, Watson allowed all of the armor to cover his body, turning him into a majestic dark knight, just slightly shorter. The armor was clearly very thick and heavy armor, but Watson felt as if he was wearing a feather.

"Next, I'll try out the skills of the defensive equipment."

With a thought, Watson spread out the Phoenix Wings. The instant the Phoenix Wings appeared, the armor also changed shape. A layer of black steel covered the feathers, turning the wings into steel wings. Flames rose between the gaps.

To use the soul of an ancient heroic spirit, he needed to recharge first. The charging method that Watson chose was the attack of the Phoenix Wings.

He flapped both of his wings at the same time, and hundreds of feathers mixed with steel hit the armor with crackling sounds. The black armor lit up with a black light, and after about an hour, Watson felt that it was about time, only then did he begin to release the soul of an ancient heroic spirit.

"Ancient heroic spirit, obey the call and sacrifice yourself! I, as your honorable master, will make you invincible with the God of War's blessing."

A deep and hoarse voice sounded, and a strong wind blew in the bedroom. A three-meter-long void crack appeared in the space behind Watson, and a black ghost appeared from it. It held a heavy sword in its hand and waved it in the air.

Crack!

With a muffled sound, the sword aura that was comparable to a black tornado whistled past. The wall in front of Watson, including the windows, shattered, and the entire house shook.

After a single strike, the ancient heroic spirit dissipated.

Exclamations sounded from downstairs.

"What's going on?"

"It can't possibly be an earthquake!"

With Edward and Catherine leading the way, Vincent, Zeke, and their seventh sibling, Scarlet, all rushed upstairs. They were all speechless upon seeing the armored Watson as well as the large hole in the wall behind him that allowed wind to enter.

"Watson, what are you doing? Are you tearing down the house?"

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Chapter 26: Growing Fused Wheat

"The attic was destroyed by that downpour a few days ago, and your father and I worked very hard to fix it. Now another big hole appeared in your bedroom! Watson, our house is not as strong as you think. The next time you want to experiment, please look for someplace where no one is around."

In the hall downstairs, Catherine poured a cup of tea for Watson and said with some bitterness.

"Mother is right. I'll definitely pay attention next time."

Watson replied tactfully and picked up the teacup to take a sip. His expression was very awkward.

He had not expected the ancient heroic spirit to be so strong. Moreover, after coming out, it launched an attack without saying a word, leaving him no time to react at all.

One swing of the heroic spirit's sword was comparable to that of a Gold-tier warrior. However, it only had the power of one sword after charging for an hour, thus making it a little troublesome. Watson's Phoenix Wings attack was comparable to that of a top-tier Bronze-tier warrior, and if it was an attack by a Silver-tier warrior, it would probably only take a few minutes for the sword to be fully charged.

Watson made up his mind to deposit the armor with Golden Flash. Golden Flash was a Gold-tier magical beast. If he were to hit the armor twice, the speed of charging would definitely be faster.

"Did you really create this, Watson? The quality and hardness of this armor makes it impossible to be forged without going through millions of strikes. Although I don't know what method you used, other blacksmiths would definitely cry and lose their jobs if they were to find out about this."

Zeke tapped Watson's black armor with his finger and had a face full of amazement.

He knew that Watson had a master, and the kind of magic that could produce defensive equipment without forging must have been learned from that master.

Aside from Zeke, his older brother Vincent also stood to one side. He looked at Watson's armor, then looked at the Thornvest on his body, and shook his head.

"This armor is Gold-tier at least."

Comparing goods and people was a futile exercise.

Previously, Vincent was in high spirits for many days after obtaining the Bronze-tier defensive equipment, and even his father coveted it. At that point, the Bronze-tier defensive equipment looked just like trash.

Scarlet also used her small hands to touch Watson's body. Her eyes turned red, and she pursed her mouth, "Watson, you promised to forge a longbow for me. Why didn't you keep your word? Now that Big Brother has bronze equipment while Zeke and Zenoah also ate Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng before coming back, I'm the only one who doesn't have anything."

She had stayed at home with Vincent the past few days and was nearly driven mad with greed when she saw his Bronze-tier equipment. She thought that Watson would be able to fuse a longbow for her after Watson returned from the manor, allowing her to show off her might as well.

Watson immediately ran to his bedroom after returning home, and Scarlet suspected that Watson had forgotten about their agreement. She had been sitting downstairs absentmindedly, listening to Zeke's account of the past few days. When she heard that her two older brothers had been captured and tortured, Scarlet's heart tensed up, but after finding out that Watson had single-handedly destroyed Miles and rescued them, Scarlet once again heaved a sigh of relief.

After that, Scarlet was informed that Zeke and Zenoah's injuries had recovered so quickly thanks to the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng that Watson had found in Miles Manor. Her thoughts then came alive once again.

Her eldest brother had received benefits, and so did her Zeke and Zenoah. Her turn ought to have come.

In the end, Watson had only fused one piece of armor for himself.

"Watson, you big liar. I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Scarlet's small fists knocked randomly on Watson's chest, making him feel somewhat helpless. It wasn't that he had forgotten his agreement with his seventh sibling. The fact was that he needed a longbow as a consumable item if he wanted to fuse a longbow. Miles Manor only had armor and swords, so he could not do anything about it.

"I don't have any suitable materials right now, Scarlet. But I managed to get a few hundred gold coins, so don't worry. In two days, I'll definitely forge a suitable weapon for you."

In a comforting gesture, Watson patted his sister's soft forehead. Only then did Scarlet break into a smile from her tears and said, "It's a deal." She did not even bother with Watson's less-than-polite act.

"You guys are really insensible. Watson has just returned. He must be very tired! You only know how to ask him for things. Don't you know to let him rest?"

Edward sat across them. His eyes were filled with fatherly love as he looked at Watson. As his words fell, the brothers and sisters around Watson felt a little ashamed.

These days, not only had Watson displayed his great talent, but he had also grasped the magical ability to fuse weapons and defensive equipment. They had almost forgotten that Watson was only a ten-year-old child.

"Watson, you just fought with someone yesterday, and it's our fault for not being considerate enough! We'll talk about these things later. You should go to sleep first," Zeke said in unison with Zenoah.

Scarlet also pulled Watson's arm weakly, with her gaze lingering on Watson's armor. "Are you tired, Watson? Do you want me to give you a massage later?"

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

Watson waved his hand. Although his body was that of a ten-year-old child, there was still no way the average adult could be on par with him since he had eaten so many Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs.

"Even if you're not tired, you still have to rest. Now is the time for you to grow up. Do you know how worried your mother and I will be if you fall sick from exhaustion?" Edward stood up and walked to Watson's side.

The surrounding people nodded to themselves. They all felt that Edward was really concerned about Watson, but at that moment, Edward continued, "Since you have to lie down and rest, you shouldn't be wearing any clothes, especially since this armor has so many spikes. The bed cannot be damaged! I'll bear the pain and help you lighten the burden. Lend me this armor for two years."

Not two days, but two years?

Vincent and the others looked at each other. They were sure that they had heard correctly.

Edward stretched out his hand. Before his evil-intentioned grip could go near Watson, Catherine rolled her eyes and angrily pulled his ear. "You're even going to snatch the child's things. You lack morals."

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. I was just joking…" Edward screamed while being taken away.

Seeing that his father was still as unreliable as before, everyone present—including Watson—rolled their eyes.On the Watson family's farm.

The six farmers from Miles Manor were waving their sickles and cutting off the weeds on the ground. They were all panting from exhaustion, but no one stopped to rest. Instead, they were discussed amongst each other with glowing faces.

"The weeds in this farm are really tall. They're almost as tall as a person. Lord Watson's land is indeed different from the others," A farmer wiped his sweat.

"Of course. Just look at Lord Watson! The weeds aside, this land had black soil and is different from the surrounding areas. I've been farming for so long, but I've never seen such fertile soil before." Another farmer reached out and grabbed some soil.

Unfortunately, the area was too small.

The farmland was only ten acres. If they had a few hundred acres of land like Miles Manor, they were confident that they could double the output of the crops they planted.

"Everyone, you've worked hard. have some water."

Not far away, Watson came over with two water bottles and placed them in front of the farmers.

He had originally planned to fuse with the hundred longswords that he had obtained after fusing the Ancient Knight Armor, as it would certainly create a Gold-tier weapon. Unfortunately, fusing the Gold-tier armor alone had caused such a huge sensation, and his family might just collapse if he fused another Gold-tier longsword.

After some thought, Watson decided to come to the farmland and have a look first.

For the time being, he was not lacking in strength. What he lacked was gold coins. The reason he increased his strength was for the sake of earning money and services.

"Bring over the wheat seeds you have and show them to me."

Seeing that the farmers thanked him, took a few sips from their water bottles, and were about to start sowing the wheat seeds along the area where the weeds had been cleared, Watson stretched his hand out. Before planting officially commenced, he had to do something to the wheat. If he only wanted to plant ordinary wheat, there was no need to waste such a small amount of land.

If he wanted to plant wheat, he would plant only the good ones.

Two people handed over a handful of wheat seeds to Watson. Watson took a look.

[Ordinary wheat seeds]

[Effect: the ability to resist disasters is weak. Each acre of land can produce 100 catties]

"A yield of 100 catties is too low. Fuse it for me, System."

Following Watson's words, the wheat seeds in his hand immediately turned into a stream of light and merged with each other, followed by an even more dazzling burst of color.

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Chapter 27: The Eighth Child's Burden

[Congratulations, Master! You have successfully fused 100 ordinary wheat seeds and obtained Bronze-tier Strong-Acting Wheat]

[Bronze-tier Strong-Acting Wheat seed]

[Effects: strong resistance to natural disasters, growth cycle period halved, able to produce 10,000 catties of wheat per acre of land. The resulting wheat can be used to improve the body and treat a certain degree of illness]

Watson's lips curled into a smile when he looked at the wheat seed in his hand.

The fused wheat seed was the size of a thumb. It was sparkling and translucent, like jade.

"What is this? It looks very delicious."

"Why did the handful of wheat seeds in Lord Watson's hand suddenly disappear?"

A few farmers nearby were drinking water, but when they saw Watson performing the system fusion, water began spurting out of their mouths. Everyone came over and looked at it curiously, as it was the first time they had seen a jade-like seed.

"This is the powerful wheat that I used magic to fuse. Planting it will increase the output value by a lot." Watson smiled and handed the two seeds in his hand to the nearest farmer. The farmer had given him two hundred seeds earlier, but the end result was only two.

"How many times can the output value increase? Can it be doubled?"

Someone asked, seemingly disapproving.

It was not that big of a deal even if the output value was doubled. A normal acre of land could produce 100 catties of wheat, and ten acres of land could at most produce 1000 catties of wheat. That was if one was lucky to be free of drought or flood disasters.

One catty of wheat could be sold for one copper coin, and 1000 catties of wheat was equivalent to 10 silver coins. In addition, the Holy Dragon Kingdom had a system. Anyone who owned a territory and planted it had to pay half of the grain as tax every year. In this way, ten acres of land could only earn five silver coins a year.

Of course, the kingdom had another policy, which was that those who did not farm did not have to pay taxes. This was to protect a down-and-out baron like Edward. After all, working hard for an entire year might bring in profits if they were lucky, but it would be a loss if they were unlucky. That was the reason Edward put the land aside.

Unlike Miles Manor which had three hundred acres of land, the six farmers could handle ten acres of land with ease. The reason they came together was because they saw Watson's talent and wanted to curry favor with a future powerhouse.

However, despite Watson's strength, he was still a child who approached problems too simply.

At the sight of those disapproving expressions on their faces, Watson smiled and raised a finger. "Not twice, but this number."

Ten times?

The farmers looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. It was worth it if it was ten times the yield.

"It's a hundred times."

"What did you say, Lord Watson? A hundred times?"

The breathing of the six farmers became heavy, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

A hundred times. Miles Manor had three hundred acres of land, and a year's wheat yield was only 30,000 catties. According to Watson's words, if this place was filled with the fused powerful wheat, it could produce 100,000 catties a year.

The less land, the more yield. Was he for real?

If someone else had said this to them, they would have laughed in disdain and thought that they were crazy. However, the person who said that was Watson, a Silver-tier mage. How could he joke with them? Still, Watson was still young, and such a possibility was not impossible.

"You'll soon find out whether it's true."

Watson didn't say much. He was just thinking how surprised the farmers would be if news broke out that the wheat seed's growth cycle was halved and that it could be planted one extra cycle compared to ordinary wheat.It took half an hour to fuse all the wheat seeds brought by the farmers.

The farmers brought tens of thousands of seeds. After fusing, only hundreds of white jade-like seeds were buried in the ground. It was as if jewels had grown out of the ground, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of plants.

The six farmers finally understood why they had brought six people over from the ten acres of land. If the field really was as Lord Watson claimed and could produce a hundred times more crops…the outcome would be completely unimaginable.

After arranging work for the farmers, Watson crossed his arms behind his head and returned the way he came.

"It's a pity that these guys did not bring many seeds. After the fusion, there are only a few hundred, not even half of the ten acres! Tomorrow or the day after, I'll get Zeke and Zenoah to make another trip to the surrounding farms and buy some seeds."

The number of seeds after the fusion was too small. It still couldn't reach the effect of 100,000 catties. At most, it would be 30,000 to 50,000 catties a year, which amounted to several gold coins.

That amount of money was nothing to Watson.

To him, planting Bronze-tier wheat was only the first step. After that, he would continue to fuse and improve the quality. Sooner or later, those crops would become Gold-tier wheat.

"In addition to buying wheat seeds, I also need to discuss with Big Brother and ask for his help to contact the nearby blacksmiths and get a batch of longbows. I can't forget about my promise to forge weapons for Scarlet."

Watson realized that he was really working hard. He was clearly the youngest child in the family, yet the burden fell on him alone. As long as his father was more reliable, he would not be like this.

He sighed and walked to the chicken farm.

He had been busy fusing his armor and had told some people to throw Golden Flash to the chicken farm. Watson did not pay much attention after that. He wondered if Golden Flash and the five Gold-tier fowl inside the chicken farm were fighting.

Whoosh!

Just as he arrived at the chicken farm, a piercing sound rang out, and a rock the size of a fist came at him.

Watson did not move and let the rock land on his body. The rock collided with a thump against the small black shirt he was wearing and shattered. The small shirt was the Ancient Knight Armor that he had just fused, but because it was too ostentatious for him to wear the armor outside, he decided to change its shape.

That was the advantage of Gold-tier armor. Not only was its defense strong, but it could also change at will. Previously, he damaged his clothes often when he used Phoenix Wings, but it seemed he did not have to worry about it anymore.

"What's going on?"

After tidying up the clothes that were in a mess, Watson looked up and found that the chicken farm was bustling with activity. Five Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens, led by Emperor Cluck, pecked at Golden Flash. As their wings flapped, a strong wind blew, and stones flew everywhere as their claws moved.

Surrounded by the five hens, Golden Flash held its head with its two short and thick front claws and scurried away.

Watson touched his chin and felt that something was not right. Golden chimera had territorial awareness, so he was worried that Golden Flash and the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken would not get along, but according to his estimate, it should have been Golden Flash who was fighting the Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens. After all, a hundred Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens could not be compared to the Golden Chimera in terms of combat strength. Why was it the complete opposite?

Golden Flash seemed to have noticed him standing at the entrance of the chicken farm and rushed immediately to him before climbing up his shoulder. It pointed at the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken with its claws and pointed at itself. Its big black eyes were full of tears. He felt extremely wronged.

At this moment, the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken, led by Emperor Cluck, walked proudly to Watson.

Emperor Cluck shook its five-colored cockscomb, as if it despised golden flash for 'complaining.' It spread its wings, shook them, and two eggs fell out.

Using its wings to protect the eggs, Emperor Cluck raised its right claw and hooked it toward Golden Flash.

"Golden Flash, did you steal someone's eggs?" Watson asked.

A whimpering sound came from its mouth. Golden Flash explained while hiding its furry head in its arms, shying away from Emperor Cluck's gaze.

Watson felt both angry and amused. He understood that it was probably Golden Flash's first time here. When it saw the eggs in the chicken farm, it could not help but want to eat them. In the end, it attracted the anger of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken.

"All that ruckus was really worrying."

Watson looked at the chicken farm that had become a mess because of the fight between a few Gold-tier magical beasts. He shook his head and decided to rebuild this place in the near future to separate the two different beasts. There still seemed to be many things that he, the eighth child, had to do.

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Chapter 28: Warrior Training

It had been a week since Watson left Miles Manor.

"Raise your hand a little higher, Watson. If you want to become a warrior, learning combat aura is only one aspect. The most important thing is to remember the muscle exertion technique! Among the four major professions in this world, warriors may not be the strongest, but their bodies are definitely the toughest. Some powerful warriors can defeat their enemies without using combat aura."

In front of the wooden house, Watson held the Stormsword in his hand. Under the guidance of his big brother, Vincent, he practiced one step at a time.

Ha!

Ha!

After letting out a breath, Watson took a step forward with his right leg, raised the great sword, and hacked it down. Then, he withdrew his leg and continued to repeat this action. His strength was at least 2,000 catties, so it was naturally easy for him to swing a sword that weighed about a few dozen catties. However, it was inevitable that his arm would be sore after swinging it tens of thousands of times.

Vincent stood at the side and held a small wooden stick in his hand. As long as Watson's movements were not up to the standard, Watson would be hit on the back.

Vincent was pleased to see his eighth sibling training so diligently. It was not just because Watson was obviously a mage but took an interest in warrior training. In fact, he was actually quite shocked when Watson came asking for advice, as he had seen Watson use the Phoenix Wings previously and made him assume that Watson was already a Silver-tier powerhouse that transformed his combat aura into wings.

"It's about time to take a break. How's your combat aura training going these days? I learned my Fire Lion combat aura from a Silver-tier powerhouse, and with your talent, you should be able to release your combat aura by now."

After correcting Watson a few times and realizing that Watson's movements had reached the standard, Vincent nodded in satisfaction.

That eighth sibling of his was truly blessed by the heavens, as Watson learnt everything at lightning speed.

Other people would need at least a few years of hard work to become an Iron-tier warrior by learning combat aura. However, Watson had done it in just a few days. Vincent's heart was filled with joy, but at the same time, he was also a little envious. If he could have such a good fire-type combat aura talent like Watson, he would have long become a Silver-tier warrior.

Although any warrior could practice combat aura, it was also important to choose a combat aura that was suitable for him. For example, Watson's physique leaned towards water, so he would be able to practice water-type combat aura with half the effort, while learning other combat aura would take a lot of time and effort. However, traces of the phoenix's bloodline in Watson's body meant that he could learn fire-type combat aura quickly as well.

Hearing his big brother's words, Watson stabbed the Stormsword in his hand into the ground. He raised his hand to wipe his sweat and then stretched it out. In his hand, a fiery red cyclone appeared. It was very similar to the fire-type magic fireball spell, but there was a stark difference.

This fiery red cyclone condensed and did not release. It gradually covered his forearm and spread to half of his body, forming an illusory armor.

"The strength of your combat aura is already at the peak of the Iron-tier. I reckon that after a few more months of training, you'll be able to reach Bronze-tier."

When Vincent spoke, his face was filled with envy.

Comparisons between individuals ought not to have been made. He had spent more than ten years just to reach Bronze-tier, and had only advanced recently after eating the eggs of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken. Watson was only ten years old, but he was already catching up to him.

"You're learning fast, Watson, but there's one more thing to note! Combat aura is like weapons and armor. It's every warrior's most precious asset. You can't release it all at once like casting magic. Let me show you."

Vincent picked up the Stormsword that Watson had just put down. He raised his arms and swung them toward a two-meter-wide boulder in the distance. "Ha!".

Crack!

The rock that was a few meters away from Vincent was split into two by a fiery red sword aura. During this time, a red light flashed across Vincent's body, but it did not cover half of his body like Watson's combat aura.

"Continuously compress your combat aura into one point. Not only will it be more powerful, but it won't waste your strength either. This is called 'reaching the limit of one point, reaching the peak of perfection'! As long as you keep this in mind, you will definitely go further than me in the future. I have nothing more to teach you."

Vincent put down his Stormsword and reached into his pocket. He took out a picture book and handed it to Watson. "This is a training method for 'water elemental combat aura'. I'll give it to you as a gift for completion of your apprenticeship."

Very few warriors could train two types of combat aura at the same time. Most people who could train multiple types of combat aura were geniuses, and it was abundantly clear that Watson was such a person.

"Thank you, Big Brother."

Watson took the picture book and noticed that his big brother had a few scars on his hands. His clothes and pants were also worn. "Big Brother, are you injured?"

"It's nothing. You should take a look at this combat aura training book first! This book is Silver-tier. The highest it could do is allow a person to become a Silver-tier warrior. I've examined it carefully, and it should be suitable for you."

Vincent retracted his hand, pretending not to care.

Watson's nose twitched, and he felt a little sour. Vincent had not been at home these past few days, but had gone to the Misty Forest. He did not know what Vincent went there for, but now it seemed that he went there just to get that combat aura book.

Vincent only knew fire-type combat aura, and this combat aura book was obviously exchanged with someone else. Although there were often some bold adventurers in the Misty Forest who went to hunt magical beasts, it was not easy to find a person who had learned water-type combat aura, and even if he found the person, it would be difficult for them to willingly exchange it.

In addition, a few days ago, Vincent did not eat the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs on the dining table. Instead, he carefully wrapped them up. It was therefore easy for Watson to figure out what his big brother had done for him.

When he thought of his big brother bringing more than ten reluctant eggs and wandering around the misty forest, looking for an adventurer to exchange for a combat aura book, he could not help but wipe his eyes.

Seeing that Watson was about to cry, Vincent waved his hand awkwardly. "Don't be like this, Watson. You're making me feel embarrassed."

Watson had given him the first set of armor and weapons that he had forged. Even if it was easy to do so, Vincent was still grateful. All he did for his eighth sibling could be considered a reward.

"I understand, Big Brother. Don't worry. I won't let you down."

Watson was a man of two lifetimes, and he was not going to be pretentious. He knew that learning the combat aura in that book would be the greatest reward for his big brother. He immediately opened the book called 'Water Dragon Combat Aura' in his hand and read it seriously.

Vincent nodded in secret after seeing Watson's serious look.

It was common knowledge that fire and water were incompatible. Very few people could practice those two types of combat aura at the same time, but it was also very powerful. There was a famous Platinum-tier general in the Holy Dragon Kingdom who was exactly like that. He had a flame in one hand and a wave in the other. The two types of combat aura could blow up a huge mountain if they collided.

Perhaps Watson was capable of reaching such heights in the future. After thinking of what the future held and looking at the young eighth sibling, Vincent suddenly felt a sense of anticipation in his heart.

"Big Brother, look, I have condensed a trace of water-type combat aura."

At this moment, Vincent heard Watson's voice. He lowered his head and saw a trace of blue combat aura appearing on Watson's left finger. It was very weak, but he immediately nodded. "Well done. Although combat aura training is always the same, to be able to condense water-type combat aura so quickly proves that your talent in this area is higher than training fire-type combat aura."

After hesitating for a moment, Vincent thought of warning Vincent a few more words to remind him not to be hasty in his training. He saw Watson hesitate for a moment before raising his other hand. A wisp of fiery-red combat aura appeared in his hand.

Following that, Watson clapped his hands together. The two completely different combat auras of fire and water disappeared and were replaced by an even brighter combat aura that pierced Vincent's eyes. It surrounded Watson's body and formed a solid golden armor.

"Big Brother, it turns out that when water and fire merge together, they can turn into light. I've learned light-type combat aura."

The corner of Vincent's mouth twitched.

"By the way, I've also advanced to Bronze-tier warrior."

Vincent took a deep breath, picked up the Stormsword, and turned around to leave without looking back. He had almost forgotten that his little brother was a monster. Just a moment ago, he had delusionally thought of watching Watson grow step by step and become strong. What a foolish thought.

A genius could inspire one to teach, but a monster could only cause one to fear.

"Big Brother, where are you going? Wait for me. Help me take a look at this combat aura. Is it being trained correctly?"

A voice came from behind, but Vincent walked faster.

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Chapter 29: Merchant's Arrival and Expansion

[Light-type combat aura]

[Effects: emits a strong light, sealing off the vision of masters of the same level. It has a suppressive effect on combat aura other than dark-type combat aura. During the day, the strength of combat aura increases tenfold. The light emitted can produce photosynthesis, increasing the growth speed of crops by 50%]

[Additional effects: disassemble (can be disassembled into water and fire-type combat aura), weapon of light (the light can be changed into any shape of weapon)]

Watson stared at the golden armor on his body and a row of small glowing words appeared in his eyes.

After grasping the water and fire battle aura, he wondered if the two types of battle aura could be fused together. After trying it out, he discovered that it was indeed the case.

"As expected of the light element, which is one of the strongest of all elements. If one's battle prowess increases tenfold during the day, doesn't that mean that a light-element Bronze-tier warrior can barely contend against an ordinary Silver-tier warrior?"

After a sigh, Watson activated all of his combat aura, and a sound akin to that of a great river immediately sounded out from within his body.

A piercing light seeped out from his pores, causing Watson's brown hair to turn golden yellow. His eyebrows and pupils were dyed golden as well. On his body, the originally thick and heavy combat aura armor expanded once more, and the light twisted and entwined, an illusory sun disk formed behind his back.

The sun disk and the sun in the sky reflected each other, attracting the light from the sky. In the Azure Sky, it was as if there was a god holding a huge searchlight, shining on him.

The rich light was stronger than the flames, and gentler than the water. In the courtyard, the grass beside Watson swayed, lowering their heads to him as if they were bowing to the sun. Faint feelings of joy and encouragement could be felt.

"With the light attribute combat aura, I can walk around the fields every day. Perhaps the crops will grow better than I imagined." Watson rubbed his chin after dispersing the light on his body.

If warrior cultivators heard his words right then, they would not know whether to laugh or cry. The proportion of people with light-attribute or dark-attribute talents was one in 100,000. Such a proud son of heaven would either become an official or a noble in the kingdom and spread his influence, or he would occupy the land and become a king and a local tyrant.

The only person who had such a good cultivation talent and a farmer-like mind was probably Watson.

After thinking for a while, Watson decided to go to the farmland to take a look later. His gaze fell on the two huge rocks that had been cut off by his big brother not far away, and he raised his hand to make a chopping gesture.

There was no sword in his hand. The light in the air twisted into a thin light sword. The light flashed and disappeared, and the two rocks immediately turned into four pieces.

Nodding his head in satisfaction, Watson made a judgment. In terms of combat aura, his strength was no weaker than his big brother, Vincent. In fact, it might even be much stronger.

"What a pity. If Big Brother hadn't left and taught me some battle skills, I could have become even stronger."

Watson expressed regret after the fusion into light-type combat aura scared his big brother away."Hurry up and transport this wooden board to the chicken farm and build a fence!"

"Use the white jade stone board over there to strengthen the house later! Pay more attention, and your salary will be doubled."

Edward stood outside the chicken farm and proudly commanded a few farmers to unload the wooden boards and neat bricks from more than ten carts.

In addition, there were more than ten burly men who looked like guards who helped to carry the wooden boards. When they heard Edward's nouveau riche speech, everyone's eyes lit up and they worked even harder.

In the past few days, Vincent had been busy going to the misty forest to exchange for the cultivation technique for Watson. Edward had not been idle either. He had been a baron for many years and had been a member of the great nobles of the Holy Dragon Kingdom. Over the years, he had also known many people, including great merchants.

Two days ago, he had sent Zeke and Zenoah to Monte Town. Two merchants whom he knew were invited to sell the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs at home. Over the past few days, the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken had laid thousands of eggs, piling them up like a small mountain.

When the two merchants who had rushed over saw this scene, they immediately knelt down on the spot.

During this period of time, a minor incident happened as well. Some of the attendants brought by the two merchants were jealous of the eggs in the chicken farm, and intended to take two of the eggs while Edward was signing a contract with their master. In the end, they were discovered by Golden Flash, who was patrolling the chicken farm. With a roar, the Bronze-tier warrior was so frightened that he wet his pants.

"In this dilapidated house, there are not only Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens, but also Gold-tier magical beasts!"

If Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens made people jealous, Gold-tier magical beasts dispelled all that feeling. When news spread, not only did the merchants who knew Edward scrap any malicious plans, no one else would probably dare to cook up any schemes if the news spread to Monte Town.

A Gold-tier magical beast required several professionals of the same level to defeat it. A great noble who could afford to raise a Gold-tier warrior would not be interested in a few Pentacolor Fragrant Chickens, while those who did not have the ability could only look on with envy.

At that moment, two fat middle-aged men dressed in luxurious clothes were beside Edward, other than the farmers and guards.

"The guard who previously tried to steal has been fired by our Lucky Business Group! Don't worry, Edward. Lucky Business Group is the most honest group there is. We won't allow anything to happen." The chubbier of the two middle-aged men had a flattering look on his face.

The slightly less fatter middle-aged man then said, "Our Travelling Wind Business Group is the same! I never expected you to become this capable after not seeing you for a few years, Edward. Your eggs can be sold for five thousand gold coins in one go. Don't forget me if something like this happens again in the future! I knew this day would come when you left the Saint Laurent family and started your own business."

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Edward replied humbly. He seemed to be very satisfied. The thousands of gold coins he earned from selling eggs were all locked in a heavy wooden box and piled up in half of the bedroom. He had to fondle the gold with his hands every night before he could fall asleep.

After becoming rich, not only did he straighten his back, but he also became tough when he spoke.

"The two of you should come once in the next half a month. We're old friends. I'll give you a discounted price for my eggs—ninety-nine silver coins per egg! On the way back, I'll give each of you another ten gold coins as payment for your hard work."

"I'll thank you on behalf of my men, Edward."

The two merchants from Monte Town hurriedly thanked him, and the fatter one asked, "There is one more thing. I heard that the eighth child in your family is both a Silver-tier warrior and a mage at the age of ten. He's the one who created the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken and the gold-tier magical beast. I wonder where he is. Can we meet him?"

The merchants were well-informed. They already knew that Edward's rise was related to his own child. A ten-year-old silver-tier professional was bound to have limitless achievements in the future. They wanted to cling onto such a future opportunity.

"That child is either fiddling around in his room these few days, or training his combat aura with Vincent. He should be in the courtyard at the entrance to the home right now. I'll bring you there. You might not know this, but Watson's strength has improved so quickly. He can't do without my guidance. Sigh, having a genius at home is also a troublesome matter. Who knows, it might not be long before he can surpass me."

Seeing that these two old friends placed so much importance on Watson, Edward was very pleased. He subconsciously bragged.

Hearing his words, the two merchants rolled their eyes at the same time. 'Surpassing you? Are you even worthy?'

When Edward was at his strongest, he was only a Gold-tier warrior. He had advanced during his adult years and it was ridiculous to compare him to Watson.

While cursing in their hearts, the two merchants still flattered him with the words "Yes, yes, yes, you're right" and "Like father, like son". They followed behind Edward and left the chicken farm, arriving at Watson's courtyard. Before they could enter, an intense light flashed in front of them, causing them to feel a sharp pain in their eyes. They could barely open their eyes and subconsciously cried out in surprise.

"What happened?"

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Chapter 30: The Two Great Merchants' Invitation

After Watson had fused the light-type combat aura, he continued to experiment and discovered that the light-type combat aura could not only become a sharp sword that could cut through everything, it could also become a long spear or a huge shield.

When it became a weapon, the blazing light would pierce through everything. Anything that was cut by it, be it wood or stone, would have a very smooth fracture.

Turning into a defensive tool, the light was like indestructible steel, capable of withstanding all attacks.

"The blade condensed from light-attribute combat aura is comparable to lasers in my previous life. An ordinary person would not be able to withstand it at all! Moreover, this kind of blade can be used to cut objects. It's most suitable for chopping wood or grinding off the uneven edges of tables, chairs, and benches."

Watson was a little excited as he thought about it. To him, training to become stronger was not the goal and enjoying the process was paramount.

With his current strength, if he used his full strength, his light-attribute combat aura could be maintained for a few hours, which was enough for him to do a lot of things. Not only did Watson was in awe over the warrior class having the largest number of cultivators in this world. It did not matter whether they were strong or not,at the very least, they must be able to last long.

Just as he was about to continue his experiment, a surprised cry came from outside and interrupted him.

"What happened?"

Two fat men, one on the left and one on the right, followed Edward into the courtyard. They rubbed their eyes in pain, and tears flowed out of the corners of their eyes. Edward was not any better, and he also covered his eyes with his hands, "Watson, What are you doing? What is so eye-piercing?"

"Father, I am training my combat aura."

Watson scratched his head and let the light attribute combat aura in his hand disperse.

Training his combat aura?

Edward was a strong warrior in the past after all. At this moment, he had already returned to his senses and blinked his tearful eyes. "What combat aura is so bright? Could it be…"

"That's right, it's light-attribute combat aura."

"Light-attribute combat aura!"

The two merchants also opened their eyes and sized Watson up.

He had brown hair and a curly hair on the top of his head. His fair little face was tender and his handsome face was in full display. His azure blue eyes were as deep as the ocean, and there was not a hint of the naivety that a youth should have.

The boy was not very tall and stood at only about 1.4 meters, but he was very strong. Smooth muscle lines could be seen on his exposed forearms. He was wearing a small black shirt and shorts that glowed weakly with light. From the perspective of the two merchants who had traveled north and south for many years, those did not look like ordinary clothes.

"Edward, this is your family's eighth child? God bless him. What an amazing child."

The relatively fat middle-aged man walked in front of Watson. His right hand touched his left shoulder and he took a step back before bending his knees and bowing. "I am the leader of the Lucky Business Group, Carter. I am deeply honored to meet the youngest Silver-tier warrior in the history of the kingdom! Thanks to you, I also obtained a large number of Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken eggs."

"The youngest Silver-tier warrior in the history of the Kingdom?" Watson was a little stunned.

"That's right. As far as I know, in the hundreds of years of history of the kingdom, the most talented person was only able to become a Silver-tier warrior at the age of twelve. That person has now become the Holy Dragon Kingdom's sword saint, and is also the only Diamond-tier powerhouse. I feel that your future achievements will not be inferior to that of Lord Sword Saint."

Carter was very polite to Watson, unlike when he was facing Edward.

He initially was doubtful when he heard that Watson had become a Silver-tier warrior at the age of ten, but after seeing the light-attribute combat aura that Watson had mastered, it proved to be so dazzling that his eyes became blurry. At that moment, his doubts instantly dissipated.

"I'm Reynolds from the Travelling Wind Business Group. Watson, I've also wanted to meet you for a very long time."

After Carter, another merchant squeezed over. His eyes were shining as he stared at Watson, as though he was sizing up a treasure trove.

Compared to the prosperous regions of the kingdom, the border was like the countryside. The people living there were a bunch of uncultured farmers. Even if they heard that Watson had become a Silver-tier warrior at such a young age, they would at most be surprised, but they did not understand the concept of a ten-year-old silver-tier warrior at all.

If the news of Watson becoming a Silver-tier warrior at the age of ten was spread, he would definitely be fought over by the great nobles. If it was spread to the King, he might even be given a title like 'The child prodigy that only appears once a century'.

Originally, Carter and Reynolds had already broken off contact with Edward a long time ago. The reason they had come this time was because they had heard about Watson's deeds.

Carter continued, "Watson, are you interested in going to Monte Town? The professionals' union in Monte Town. They can measure your exact strength and use it as a basis to issue your professional token. Only when you receive the token will you be a true professional! As long as you agree, the expenses for this journey will be covered by the Lucky Business Group."

The professionals of the Holy Dragon Kingdom had strict requirements. Only those who went to the professionals' union to take the test and passed the challenge were qualified to become official cultivators. The token that Carter mentioned was a small token that was issued after passing the test. Those who passed the Iron-tier examination would be issued an Iron token. Those who passed the Bronze-tier examination would be given a Bronze token. Those who did not have a token, regardless of whether they called themselves Silver- or Gold-tier warriors, were all treated as self-professed.

Watson's situation was exactly like that. Although everyone said that he had Silver-tier strength, it did not count if he did not pass the union's assessment. If he took eight to ten years to pass the assessment, his title of prodigy would be gone.

"Carter, do you think Watson would care about your little bit of travel money?" Reynolds glanced at him, thinking to himself that the guy was cunning enough to say what he wanted to say in advance.

Turning his head, Reynolds looked at Watson sincerely, "Watson, you'd be better off follow our Travelling Wind Business Group! I'm very familiar with the dean of Monte Town's the Knight Academy. I can recommend you to study there. If your results are excellent, you'll have a chance to leave the border and go to the Holy Dragon Kingdom's Royal Academy to study. That would be a great honor."

Watson looked at the two fatties in front of him and found that each of their looks was fiercer than the other, desperate to swallow him down. He took two steps back and said, "Sorry, I don't have any intention of studying. I think the border is pretty good! I want to build a large-scale breeding farm here and grow wheat. There are still many things I haven't done."

"Raising magical beasts and farming land. At most, you'll be a farmer. How can you compare to going to school and possibly becoming a noble in the future?"

The two merchants sighed. How could they have known that Watson had transmigrated from another world? In his previous life, he had studied for twenty years. How miserable would it be to repeat that again in his new life? All he wanted was to start a side business and earn money to enjoy himself.

"The Royal Academy? What's so good about that place? It's enough that I teach Watson. Isn't that right, my child?" Edward interrupted at this time.

"Shut up! The gods are really unfair. How could they let you give birth to such a talented child?"

"If this child is left in your hands, he'll be destroyed sooner or later."

The two merchants beat their chests and stomped their feet. They had just been wondering why Watson did not seize such a good opportunity and realized it was probably the father's fault. After so many years of not seeing each other, Edward was still the same sloppy man who deserved…a beating.

The mere fact that Edward dared to compare himself with the Royal Academy was a show of how shameless he was.

Just as Carter and Reynolds could not take it anymore and wanted to persuade Watson again, a loud sound suddenly came from outside.

Bang!

Following that, a guard hurriedly ran in. With a pale face, he pointed outside. "Leader, Baron Edward, something terrible happened. When we were carrying the stone slabs, someone accidentally slipped and broke two pieces of the stone slabs."

"Idiots, is this how you work?" Reynolds no longer bothered with Watson. He widened his bell-sized eyes, and his face darkened.

These stone slabs were all high-quality white jade stone slabs. Edward had asked them to build the wall, and the quantity of slabs that they brought over was just right. Each of them was worth ten gold coins. How were they supposed to start work if they were missing two pieces? Are they supposed to go through all that trouble to return to Monte Town and move them again?

Carter was also very angry. The guard was his subordinate who had always been careless, and it was a really big mistake that he made there. Had it not been for the fact that Carter was in front of some outsiders, he would have already laid a hand on the subordinate.

"Uncles, don't be anxious. What exactly is going on? Let's go out and take a look first."

Watson stopped the two merchants who were about to get angry and turned to walk out. In his heart however, he thought, 'Isn't it just two stones? What's the big deal?'

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Chapter 31: Fusion: Top-Grade Arcana Mithril

"We'll listen to you, Watson."

Reynolds nodded to Watson, glanced at Carter, and walked straight out. After all, it was not his subordinates who had committed the crime. His anger just now was just for show.

Carter, who was on the receiving end of the look, secretly cursed him for gloating. He was a bit embarrassed, as he had wanted to take the opportunity to entice Watson, but did not expect his subordinates to commit such a big mistake. Fortunately, the young genius was not angry.

Outside the courtyard stood six burly men dressed as guards.

One of them was a young man in his early twenties. He was lying on the ground, rubbing his ankles with a pale face. His ankles had turned black and blue. Beside him was a round stone and two large pieces of broken white jade stone slabs.

The so-called white jade stone slabs were not made of jade, but a rare mineral called White Jade. This mineral naturally produced a kind of fragrance which could calm the mind of those who smelled it, in addition to having the effect of promoting cultivation. A house made of White Jade could be warm in winter and cool in summer. It was a material loved by many great nobles.

At this moment, Carter looked at the shattered and translucent pieces on the ground. His vision went black, and his body swayed, almost falling down.

Before he came out, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. If the white jade stone tablet was not severely broken and only broke into two or three pieces, he could still barely use it, but that glimmer of hope had since disappeared without a trace.

"Idiots, are you all pigs?"

Carter pointed at his subordinates and could not help but roar, "Kneel down and apologize to Baron Edward. Don't even think about taking this month's pay! Not only this month, you won't get the next month's pay either."

A group of people, especially the guards who fell to the ground, looked aggrieved. They were already very tired from moving such a large slab. Who would have thought that there would be round stones on the ground? They did not do it on purpose, but with mistakes like that, the fine of a months' wages was light punishment, as opposed to if Carter expelled them from the caravan.

"Baron Edward, we were wrong. Please forgive us."

"We are really sorry. We were careless."

A few guards turned their heads and carefully lowered their heads to Edward.

"Forget it. You did not do it on purpose." Edward waved his hand and walked to the guard who had sprained his ankle. He picked up the round stone under his feet and looked at it. He found that it was very smooth. There was not a single corner on it, and it did not seem to be formed naturally.

Turning his head, Edward glanced at Watson. Back in the courtyard, he saw a few pieces of broken stone on the ground. Some of the edges and corners had been smoothed out, just like that stone.

Feeling his father's gaze, Watson whistled and turned his small head to the side.

Just now, in order to test whether the weapon condensed by his light-attribute combat aura was sharp enough, he not only hacked at the big stone in the courtyard, but also slashed at the broken stones and either pierced or grinded them. Perhaps a few pieces had accidentally flown out in the process of cutting.

Having roughly guessed the cause of the incident, Edward found that Carter was still reprimanding his subordinates and sighed, "Carter, it has been many years since we last met, and your temper is still as hot-tempered as ever! Alright, they've been punished, so let's not make things difficult for these people anymore. Unfortunately, we can only trouble you to make another trip to Monte Town."

He did not want to make things difficult for Carter, but he also felt that it was unfortunate. Originally, they could repair the house again within the next two days with those white jade slabs, but aside from having to wait a period of time, they also had to spend more money there. Just thinking about it made him feel annoyed.

"You guys, Baron Edward has already spoken. Didn't you hear him? Count yourself lucky this time. The next time something similar happens, I will expel all of you from the Lucky Business Group. Hurry up and tidy up this place, then get lost."

Carter waved his hand impatiently. A few guards quickly acknowledged him. They supported the injured one and were about to turn around and leave.

At this moment.

"Wait."

Watson walked out. "Uncle Carter, I think it's just a few stones. It's a bit too much to punish them for two months'salary."

Too much?

"Watson, you only say that because you don't know the value of these white jade stone slabs! White jade can only be found in large mines. It was very troublesome to excavate them back and forth. Monte Town is the only one stocking this within a radius of a few hundred kilometers. It would take two days to go back and forth from here to Monte Town. That's a total of four days! In addition, a white jade slab is worth ten gold pieces. There's also the cost of transporting it again, and the money to hire someone to protect it…the total would reach at least a hundred gold coins."

Carter had a bitter expression on his face. He counted on his fingers, thinking to himself that he could not squander his money like that no matter how rich he was. Watson was a child whose considerations were too simple.

"Then if I can repair these white jade slabs, will you be able to let these people go?" Watson asked.

"Watson, if the white jade slabs could be easily repaired, then Carter wouldn't be so angry," Reynolds could not help but interject.

How were the broken stone slabs supposed to be repaired, sticking them bit by bit?

The amount of manpower and resources needed to do that was even more than buying a new stone slab.

The guards looked at each other, then looked at Watson in surprise. However, compared to the two merchants, their eyes were filled with gratitude. They had not expected the young master of that family to speak up for them. What a good person. Of course, if they knew that the stone that had caused them to fall was Watson's doing, they would not have thought so.

"It's Alright, Uncle Reynolds. I have a way."

Watson faced Reynolds, who didn't believe him, and smiled shyly.

"This…"

"It's alright, Reynolds. Let him try!" Edward said, stroking his chin. Compared to his two merchant friends, he knew Watson better. With all those magical abilities Watson had, perhaps he really did have a way if he said it so confidently.

"Alright then."

Reynolds sighed. Beside him, Carter did not have any expectations either.

"System, fuse it for me."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Watson walked to the white jade fragments on the ground, pointed at the largest fragment that was no larger than a fist, and activated the system's ability.

A ray of light flashed, and all the crushed stones on the ground collided in front of him. Some of them were not white jade, but ordinary stones.

[Congratulations, Master! You have successfully fused a Silver-tier ore: Arcana Mithril.]

[Silver-tier Arcana Mithril]

[Effect: able to condense the elements of heaven and earth. When carried around, it can increase a cultivator's cultivation speed by 50%. It is very durable and can resist the attack of a Silver-tier powerhouse.]

[Additional effect: resizing (has good ductility, its volume can change by ten times)]

"Not bad."

Watson looked at the shining metal plate that was one meter in radius and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

He turned his head and saw a few guards looking at him as if he was a monster, they were mumbling things like "What kind of magic is this?" and "The stone plate that we originally moved was five times bigger than this. This small piece is not enough to build a house.".

"Oh no, I almost forgot that this thing will become smaller after fusion. I'll fuse it again."

Watson slapped his forehead and was about to continue the fusion. There were many stones everywhere. After fusing a large number of ordinary stones together, he believed that they were able to become good materials too. However, before he could do anything, Carter had already grabbed him tightly, with his eyes emitting a green light.

"Watson, Wait a minute. If I'm not mistaken, this piece that you fused with magic should be the legendary Arcana Mithril! Let's discuss. Can you can sell me a small piece later?"

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Chapter 32: Turning Stone Into Gold

"It's Arcana Mithril."

Edward gasped.

Watson had mastered a magic that could fuse things together and change their quality. It was not a secret at their home, but he just did not expect Watson's magic to be so powerful.

Although the name white jade had a good reputation, it was actually an Iron-tier mineral. Its texture was also very brittle, and it could not be compared to Arcana Mithril. Arcana Mithril was the metal that some powerful mages used to make magic staffs. It had a natural conductivity to magic elements, and the magic staffs made with it were several times more powerful than those of the same level. It could also speed up cultivation, making for an irresistible temptation.

Because of its special functions and the fact that it was difficult to extract, the mithril mines in the kingdom had been completely exploited many years ago. A few large mines were now controlled by the royal family, and outsiders could not touch them. That alone made it clear how precious that metal was.

If palm-sized Arcana Mithril could be sold for ten gold pieces, one could imagine the price of a piece the size of a door. It could be sold for hundreds of thousands of gold, and if a finished weapon was made, the price could be dozens of times higher. It was no surprise that Carter's eyes were almost glued to it and he refused to move.

"If Uncle Carter likes it, it's okay to give this metal to you."Watson scratched his head.

Using the system, he could clearly see the effect of this piece of Arcana Mithril. His training speed was increased by 50% . It sounded good, but as long as he fused it, he could become stronger. He did not need to train at all. In his eyes, it was just a piece of iron with exceptional durability.

"Give it to me?"

Carter sucked in a breath of cold air. He almost rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. He said, "Reynolds, pinch me to see if I'm dreaming?"

Slap!

A hard slap landed on Carter's face, making him spin a couple of times. Reynolds stared at the whole piece of Arcana Mithril with jealousy. What kind of good deed did Carter Do? How could he be so lucky? That was a whole piece of Arcana Mithril, it was worth several thousand gold coins, which was equivalent to half of his savings.

Being hit by Reynolds, Carter was not angry. Instead, he held the heavy Arcana Mithril in his hands and rubbed his chubby face on it. "The Arcana Mithril is mine, hehe."

The more Reynolds looked at it, the angrier he got. He wanted to kick Carter's butt again.

At this time, Watson looked at him. "Uncle Reynolds, if you want this Arcana Mithril, I can make one for you! But to fuse the Arcana Mithril, you need a white jade slab that was as big as before. Also, I have a condition."

Hearing this, Reynolds' heart was burning with passion. He hurriedly asked, "What condition?"

"Don't be so hard on those guards for what happened."

"Don't worry. Leave this matter to me." Reynolds waved his hand at the few guards who were standing to the side, "Quickly go. Get Someone to bring over another white jade slab. This time, be careful. If you do a good job, you won't have to pay that two months' fine! Even if Carter still wants to punish you, I will pay double the price to help you make up for it."

"Yes, my Lord."

The guards left happily. They didn't know what Arcana Mithril was, but seeing the two merchants so excited, it was obviously a good thing. Plus, their wages did not have to be deducted, so they were even more grateful to Watson, this young master was not only kind-hearted but also capable. He would definitely have a bright future.

After arranging all that, Reynolds thought of something and looked at Edward with some embarrassment. "Edward, I'm sorry. These white jade slabs were meant for you to build a house. It's all my fault…"

"It doesn't matter. Two white jade slabs have already been broken. We can't expand them anyway. We might as well take this opportunity to fuse the white jade slabs into Arcana Mithril! I remember buying sixteen white jade slabs from you this time. I'll give you two of them as gifts. As for the remaining fourteen, if they can be fused into Arcana Mithril, please help me sell them in the Monte Town."

Edward put his hand on Reynolds' shoulder. He was indeed rich, but he was not a fool.

He had just saved up a few thousand gold coins at home. Each of that mithril was worth several thousand gold coins. If he sold them all, he would become a millionaire. As long as Watson's magic did not lose its ability and could be done on repeat, it would not matter even if he melted the gold coins and used them instead of white jade to build a house."The stone tablet is here, please make way."

"This is the Arcana Mithril. I heard that bringing a small piece with you can double the cultivation speed of a cultivator! If it is built into a house, the cultivation speed can be increased even more. It can even be used as a mode of cultivation when you lie down and sleep."

More than ten guards surrounded the sixteen pieces of silver in front of the courtyard gate. They sized up the one-meter-wide metal blocks and secretly swallowed their saliva.

With the precedent of getting fired for stealing eggs, none of them dared to show their greed. Besides, Watson had helped them out of kindness earlier, so they respected the young master more than the two big businessmen. Whoever dared to steal these two pieces of ore plates would have to face the wrath.

"Edward, let's talk about it. Can you give me a few more pieces of Arcane Mithril?"Carter was beside Edward, trying to persuade him.

"I'll give you six pieces at most. The remaining ten pieces will be sold in our name." Edward glanced at him. He usually made babies with Catherine at that time, so he was quite unhappy to be harassed by two fat guys at that moment.

"Okay, okay, okay. I don't want too much. Give me four pieces and give Reynolds two pieces." Carter laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. Reynolds' angry voice came from the side, "Why would you want four pieces? Your Lucky Business Group doesn't have as much money as Travelling Wing Business Group. You don't seem at all afraid of overeating with those four pieces. Just give us the four dollars."

Everyone knew that Arcana Mithril was a highly profitable metal. As long as they went back and refined it into something, they could earn back ten times their money. Such a good bargain could not possibly be given to Carter for free.

"I said four. First come, first served, understand?"

"Hehe, it's useless to tell me this! My bottom line is three pieces per person. I'm asking you if you agree?"

"Will you fight with me if I don't agree?"

"Those are your words!"The two merchants grabbed each other's collars, blowing their beards and glaring at each other. They were about to fight, but the guards beside them were not surprised. If they had the chance to get their hands on the Arcana Mithril, the guards would certainly be more excited than the merchant.

"Okay, okay. We can't expand the house these days anyway! If you want to fight, do it somewhere else. I'll go back and rest." Edward waved his hand and was about to walk into the courtyard.

"Father, wait a minute."

At this moment, Watson pulled his sleeve. Edward turned his head and saw Watson's eyes twinkling. He said hesitantly, "Father, what if I say that I have a way to expand the house?"

"What? You have a way?"Edward's face changed.

Watson had a way when the white jade broke and had since come up with another way to expand the house. Could Watson at least save his father some dignity after the man could not even think of anything?

Could Watson's way be by fusing a large number of white jade slabs into Arcana Mithril, and then using the Arcana Mithril to build the house? Aside from the fact that the family could not be that extravagant, there were not that many white jade slabs to begin with.

"I do have a crude idea."

Watson nodded and pointed at the big stones in the yard not far away from him, which had been used to test his combat aura earlier. He then started the fusion.

With a whoosh, the size of the big stones shrunk by ten times, and when they were combined, they turned into crystal clear ores that were similar to white jade stones.

"Dad, Look, you can use ordinary stones to fuse similar ores, and you can have as many as you want. As long as your two uncles' men go around and collect more stones, we can start work very soon."

Edward's mouth twitched, but he did not say anything. It was not that he had not thought of such a simple reason, but he did not dare to think about it. Watson could use white jade because white jade was an Iron-tier treasure. It was far too exaggerated for Watson to turn ordinary stones into treasures.

Even the legendary great philosopher of that kingdom, who had spent his entire life researching ways to turn stone into gold, was only average at best.

Carter and Reynolds, who were fighting on the side, stopped fighting at this moment. They used their hands to smooth the creases on each other's clothes.

According to Watson, if there was an inexhaustible supply of stones, there would be an endless supply of white jade stone slabs, and Arcana Mithril could also be produced continuously. Was there a need to hurry if they had plenty of opportunities to do such business in the future?

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