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In the room, Bu sat at a table near the window, lightly holding a tall glass filled with deep red wine. His narrow eyes reflected a contemplative expression, and his brows were slightly furrowed.
The recent assassination attempt left him puzzled; he couldn't figure out who wanted him dead.
His first thought was the Thieves' Guild, but Locke had mentioned that a thief named Benson was a long-wanted traitor of the Thieves' Guild, so it was unlikely he would take orders from them to assassinate Bu.
Moreover, given his relatively low strength, the Thieves' Guild wouldn't bother sending an Intermediate-level assassin after him; it simply didn't make sense.
It was like an ant provoking an elephant—would the elephant even notice? A mere fart could wipe out the ant.
With the Thieves' Guild ruled out, Bu shifted his suspicion to Warren Earl, but he quickly dismissed that idea.
Having just brought great honor to the Aldra Family, Bu realized that Warren Earl not only wouldn't want him dead but would also ensure his protection. After all, he was crucial for the upcoming Seed Selection Tournament three days later. If he were to die, who would fight for the Aldra Family's glory?
Thus, Warren Earl would definitely not take action against him; in fact, he would be particularly concerned about Bu's safety.
After thinking it over, Bu truly couldn't figure out who wanted to harm him. However, he had some clues; it was very likely that his outstanding performance in the Qualification Challenge had infringed upon the interests of certain Major Forces, thus bringing about this deadly threat.
Yet even with this suspicion—and it might indeed be true—there were so many hidden Major Forces that Bu couldn't pinpoint who was behind the scenes.
The taller trees are more likely to be toppled by the wind.
Despite being mentally prepared for being targeted, Bu still felt helpless.
He couldn't control others' decisions or thoughts. To become strong, one must tread over mountains of corpses and rivers of blood; attracting attention was unavoidable.
A general's success often comes at the cost of countless lives. If someone wanted to kill him, he wouldn't show mercy; it would come down to who could endure until the end and emerge victorious.
Right now, Bu had only one goal: to grow stronger. He would seize any opportunity to enhance his abilities.
And in terms of becoming stronger, the recently triggered Racial Gift was an incredibly advantageous method, directly boosting all his attributes by twenty percent—a true trump card.
Unfortunately, although Bu had triggered his Racial Gift twice already, both instances were inexplicably passive activations beyond his control. Otherwise, he would have had a much stronger safeguard for his life.
Under contemplation, he could not think of a way to actively trigger the Racial Gift, so he temporarily set the matter aside.
At this moment, Locke had finished dealing with the battlefield and entered the room carrying some items, approaching him.
"Master, these are some Amplification-type equipment. Among them, there are one or two pieces that are of high quality. In Benson's personal package, I also found a Skill Book and over 0 Silver Kall."
A dry voice came from Locke as he placed all the items on the table in front of him and then stepped aside.
He glanced at the few items on the table, which included a pile of clothing, a dagger, a Skill Book, and a heap of shiny coins.
His gaze did not linger on the clothing or the dagger; he had no shortage of Amplification Equipment like clothing, and he was not accustomed to using weapons like daggers.
He casually picked up the Skill Book placed on the table and focused his attention on it.
"Secret Technique: Sleeping Dragon Heart Sutra
Category: Mental Technique
Level: Intermediate Level 4
Effect: Unknown."
The information that caught his eye made Bu Shuang's pupils constrict. An Intermediate Level 4 skill, especially an Intermediate Level 4 Mind Method Secret Manual, was practically a treasure for any clan. It was likely rare even among many Major Forces in intermediate kingdoms.
Recently, through reading various books, he had gained some understanding of different skills.
In the Fran Continent, all skills were categorized into four types: Combat Skills, Support Skills, Forbidden Techniques, and Mind Method Secret Manuals.
Among these skills, Combat Skills were the most common, while Support Skills were slightly less so but still not rare. Within these two categories, only a few exceptionally powerful top-tier combat techniques were truly rare.
As for Forbidden Techniques, very few martial artists would choose to learn them. The conditions for using Forbidden Techniques always came at the cost of lifespan or life potential. The process of learning Forbidden Techniques was also extremely painful; some individuals aged from youth to old age after mastering them.
Such a price meant that even though Forbidden Techniques were more powerful than combat techniques, few would choose to learn them. After all, most people understood that while combat power is valuable, life is even more precious.
Among all skills, excluding Forbidden Techniques, Mind Method Secret Manuals were the hardest to acquire.
Even the lowest-level Intermediate Level Mind Method Secret Manual was a rare treasure. In the entire Crook Duchy, only a few top-tier Major Forces might possess such an Intermediate Level Mind Method Secret Manual.
Before reaching Intermediate, every warrior possesses a fixed amount of energy. Only after breaking through to Intermediate and studying the Mind Method Secret Manual can they cultivate their own energy. A warrior who has not learned the Mind Method Secret Manual cannot possibly compare in energy strength to one who has.
The number of warriors across the Fran Continent is countless, yet how many copies of the Mind Method Secret Manual exist? There is simply not enough to meet demand.
It is important to note that low-level warriors cannot cultivate the Mind Method Secret Manual at all; only after breaking through to Intermediate and gaining the ability of introspection can they begin to learn it.
This uniqueness determines the rarity of the Secret Technique, with the lowest being the Intermediate Level Mind Method Secret Manual, whose creator must have at least reached High-Level strength.
How many High-Level powerhouses are there? In the face of countless warriors across the Fran Continent, it is utterly futile.
An Intermediate Level 4 Mind Method Secret Manual! Bu Xin was in turmoil like a raging tsunami.
Who exactly is Benson, that he possesses such a precious and unusual item and carries it so openly? Does he not realize that even a slight leak of information about this item would attract numerous powerful individuals, leading to a bloody storm?
Taking a few deep breaths to stabilize his mind, he looked at Locke with an extremely serious expression and said in a low voice, "You should understand the value of this Skill Book. We both know the implications involved. This matter must remain between us; no third party can know. Otherwise, we will undoubtedly face death."
Locke's expression remained calm, as if he were unaware of the item's value. He slightly bowed and replied solemnly, "Rest assured, Master. This matter will not be known by anyone else; it absolutely will not!"
Bu Shen gazed deeply at Locke and saw his calmness; he also heard the seriousness and determination in Locke's words.
After a long while, he withdrew his gaze, now believing in Locke.
Regardless, this Skill Book was discovered by Locke. However, Locke directly handed over this incredibly valuable Skill Book to him. Even though Locke is his contracted Servant, as long as Locke harbors no malicious intent towards him, he will not suffer any backlash from the contract.
Locke could have kept this precious Skill Book for himself and used it freely once he regained his freedom in the future.
Yet Locke did not do so; he entrusted all items to Bu Shen, allowing him to decide their ownership. This signifies that Locke has accepted him as his master from the bottom of his heart and will no longer entertain thoughts of betrayal.
Bu Mei lightly tapped on the table with his fingers, frowning tightly. He looked at the Skill Book in his hands and felt that it was like a hot potato; an Intermediate Level 4 Mind Method Secret Manual that he could not use for a short time.
However, if he cannot use it, such a precious item must be carried with him. If even a hint of information leaks out, it could plunge him into an abyss from which there is no return.
Bu could easily imagine that possessing a book valued at least several million, the Silver Kall's Mind Method Secret Manual, would lead to a tragic fate if others found out about it. He was well aware of the consequences of having such a treasure, as it often led to bloody outcomes.
"Master need not worry too much. I believe Benson's possession of this Skill Book will remain a secret; otherwise, he wouldn't have survived this long. As long as you keep this Skill Book safe and hidden, it will not attract anyone's attention," Locke softly spoke, easing Bu's anxiety.
Bu's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. Given the situation, he could not simply discard the precious item he had acquired; overthinking would only bring him distress. He turned to Locke and smiled faintly.
"Locke, you should take and wear the Amplification Equipment on the table. Your strength is too weak; it's time for you to enhance it."
Locke calmly nodded and then bowed, saying, "Thank you for your gift, Master." His words remained as dry and cold as usual.
Bu couldn't help but chuckle softly and shook his head. He didn't understand why his servant had suddenly become so respectful, but it wasn't necessarily a bad thing; the distinction between master and servant was clear.
Although Bu regarded Locke as a brother in spirit and often disregarded formalities in some matters, they were indeed master and servant. Locke treating him with respect indicated that he genuinely considered Bu to be his master.
When one person sincerely accepts another, their bond transcends what time can measure or what titles can represent.
If one were to articulate it, it would be a connection of feelings and an understanding of hearts; true affection lies in unity of purpose.
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