In his youth, he too had daydreamed like that—venturing deep into the mountains and forests, stumbling upon an immortal’s cave, consuming legendary heavenly treasures or peerless elixirs, and breaking through the shackles of the Body Refining stage in one leap, stepping onto the path of immortal cultivation that so many admired.

However, as he grew older, he eventually understood that this belonged only to the realm of daydreams. Perhaps someone might encounter such outrageous luck, but the odds were pitifully small—out of millions, not even one might have it. Why should it fall to him?

At this moment, gazing at the purple strange grass before him, which seemed to be “Purple Sun Grass,” Henry Spencer licked his lips, hope flickering in his eyes.

If this really was Purple Sun Grass, he could at least sell it in town for a decent amount of spirit coins.

Following the method recorded in the “Herbal Fragrance Manual,” Henry Spencer carefully harvested the purple grass and placed it in his medicine basket.

After searching the area for a long while, Henry Spencer finally gathered a large handful of the purple grass.

By now, the sun was setting in the west.

Henry Spencer’s expression grew serious. Spending the night alone in the deep mountains was not a wise choice, and not just because of hunger and cold.

Wild beasts occasionally roamed this area, and he always took the relatively safer paths. If he got lost here at night and ran into some powerful beast, he would be hard-pressed to handle it alone and unarmed. Barehanded combat with wild beasts required at least the fourth level of Body Refining, and even then, one needed fine weapons and courage.

He didn’t linger and decisively headed down the mountain.

It wasn’t until night had fallen that Henry Spencer finally left the deep forest, the faint sounds of wolves howling and tigers roaring echoing behind him.

He couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

Even a fourth-level Body Refining practitioner wouldn’t dare enter the deep forest at night.

Henry Spencer had heard that some powerful Body Refining practitioners—such as those at the seventh level—could kill bears and tigers with their bare hands. How domineering was that? At that level, there was no need to worry about food or clothing; hunting a single large beast would be enough to feed an ordinary family for a month.

But seventh-level Body Refining experts were usually recruited by local powers and treated as honored guests. Even those lofty cultivators held some wariness toward them.

As night gradually blanketed the sky, Henry Spencer returned to the village and entered his home, setting down his medicine basket.

“Brother, you went up the mountain to gather herbs and only just got back, all dirty… Eh! It looks like you have some scratches on your face.”

Helen Spencer quickly noticed the injuries on Henry Spencer.

After a fierce fight with Tommy Spencer, he had a few scratches left, but fortunately, they were only superficial wounds.

“It’s nothing. That Tommy Spencer ended up worse than me.” Henry Spencer curled his lips into a slight smile.

“Brother, you have to be careful. If you’re not a match, don’t try to act tough.”

Helen Spencer wrinkled her delicate nose, feeling sorry for him, and hurried to apply medicinal wine to his wounds. When Mrs. Spencer came over, she too looked distressed.

They both thought that Henry Spencer had been bullied outside.

Henry Spencer just smiled and didn’t explain further.

At dinner that evening, George Spencer from next door came in, bringing a few of his brothers, all excited.

“Hey, Xiao Xuan, when did you get so good? You actually knocked Tommy Spencer flat at the gate of the main Xu family house!”

George Spencer and the other boys looked at him with excitement.

These boys, led by “George Spencer,” had all grown up with Henry Spencer and had often been bullied by Tommy Spencer.

“Yeah, Brother Xuan, you were amazing! That kick was fierce—Tommy Spencer fell flat on his face and couldn’t get up for ages.”

Another friend said admiringly, “You have to teach me a few moves sometime.”

Mrs. Spencer and Helen Spencer were dumbfounded when they heard this. At first, they didn’t quite believe it, but after listening to George Spencer and the others, they were full of disbelief.

Chapter 010 Miss Thompson

“Brother, be honest—how did you suddenly get so strong? You’ve been practicing those weird moves at home these days.”

Helen Spencer said with a playful smile.

Henry Spencer had already prepared an answer and replied calmly, “When I used to go up the mountain alone to pick wild fruit, I accidentally stumbled into a cave and met a strange old man who taught me these body refining techniques. Unfortunately, I got injured at the mine and was bedridden for days, so I haven’t had a chance to find him again…”

“Hehe, I knew it! Brother, did you go looking for that weird old man again today?”

Helen Spencer covered her mouth and smiled, having no doubt at all about her dear brother.

“You’re so smart, little sister,” Henry Spencer praised.

He sighed inwardly. He could only keep this secret for their own good. If outsiders learned that he had somehow obtained a high-level body refining technique, it might bring trouble to him and his family.

With the memories of two lifetimes fused together, Henry Spencer’s mind was far beyond that of an ordinary youth.

That night, Henry Spencer began preparing to cultivate the third level of the “Nine Transformations of Dragon and Snake.”

The third transformation, the “Float” technique, focused on training the body’s balance and coordination, incorporating steps and movement techniques, and was especially useful for leaping and gliding.

In short, the third transformation was a light-body refining art. Once mastered, one could walk on walls and leave no trace in the snow.

Scenes from his previous life practicing the “Float” technique flashed through Henry Spencer’s mind—moving as lightly as a swallow, able to glide even in desperate situations.