Logan Grant's expression changed dramatically, blood rushing to his face. His heart pounded uncontrollably, almost unable to steady his own vital energy.

　　"Just ten pills, and your father's body will return to normal! He'll no longer be tormented by illness, as long as you accompany me into the mountains! This bottle of Deficiency-Repairing Pills will be yours." Grace Grant took the porcelain bottle handed over by the maid, her small hand waving it.

　　"I agree, I'll go into the mountains with you!" Logan Grant's throat trembled, his voice shaking. For a moment, his mind was in chaos, all other thoughts swept away, his eyes fixed on the swaying porcelain bottle.

　　Grace Grant casually tossed the bottle over, watching Logan Grant's flustered face as he scrambled to catch it. She let out a "giggle," then turned and left with the maid.

　　"Remember, wait for me at the village entrance at dawn tomorrow."

　　Logan Grant gripped the porcelain bottle tightly, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

　　So many days and nights, his father tossing and turning, muffled cries of pain.

　　The once burly man, now with a body hollowed out like a consumptive.

　　Finally... Father... is saved!

　　……

　　A faint light appeared on the horizon.

　　Logan Grant stood up. On the bed, Lucas Grant's breathing was long and steady, a flush of color returning to his sallow face. Logan Grant's face lit up with joy. "These Deficiency-Repairing Pills are truly miraculous. Dad slept through the night and didn't wake up in pain!"

　　Logan Grant walked into the courtyard. The sky was still dark, with only a pale light at the edge. Though he hadn't slept all night, Logan Grant felt more energetic than ever! The heavy burden that had weighed on his heart for years was finally lifted, leaving him with an indescribable sense of joy and peace!

　　Logan Grant practiced the Three-Body Stance several times back and forth. He felt his whole body’s energy and blood surging, the fatigue from sitting all night swept away! In Xingyi Boxing, it is said "all techniques originate from the Three-Body Stance." Logan Grant practiced daily and could clearly feel his muscles and bones growing tighter and stronger!

　　"Hu!" Logan Grant slowly finished his stance, a stream of breath dissipating into the air.

　　"I've finally entered the basics of Xingyi Boxing! Next comes the grinding work. The third stage of foundation building will probably take some time to settle!" Logan Grant understood that his talent was only average! Without the Myriad Worlds Projection Mirror, he would still be stuck at the first stage.

　　Logan Grant finished breakfast, packed his bag, and gently closed the door.

　　By now, daylight had fully broken, roosters crowing one after another, a new day beginning.

　　At the back gate of Gu Family Village.

　　Logan Grant swept away the accumulated snow, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly, eyes half-closed as he entered the mirror world.

　　[Myriad Worlds Projection Mirror: Activated (Damaged, currently Fragmented Supreme Level)]

　　[Mirror Master: Logan Grant]

　　[Source Power: 6.4 points]

　　[Main World Projection: 1, Owen Grant, can be challenged, 1 attempt remaining]

　　[Myriad Worlds Projections: 2, William Turner, can be challenged, 1 attempt remaining. Emily Foster, can be challenged, 1 attempt remaining]

　　[Myriad Worlds Projection Pool: Choose to activate (consumes varying Source Power), random activation (minimum 1 point per attempt)]

　　[Myriad Worlds Warehouse: Fragmented "Yoga Technique", Fragmented "Horse Stance", Fragmented "Wilderness Survival", Fragmented "Firearms Mastery", Fragmented "Throwing Knife Technique", One and a half stars "Xingyi Boxing", Emily Foster's baby bottle...]

　　Logan Grant opened the projection warehouse and began to manifest. "Manifest Wilderness Survival!"

　　[Manifesting Wilderness Survival... 1 point Source Power... Manifesting... Manifestation successful]

　　"Boom!"

　　A torrent of information surged into his mind!

　　Laws of nature... hunting experience... jungle training... swamp combat... polar survival...

　　Logan Grant opened his eyes. In just an instant! He had already manifested William Turner's wilderness survival experience! And in the mirror world, he had practiced two projections, spending over a dozen hours on Xingyi Boxing and Tiger Roar Boxing!

　　Logan Grant increasingly felt the vast and mighty power of the projection mirror, deeply amazed, and faintly uneasy in his heart—how could such a miraculous, godlike artifact have chosen him?

　　"You're here early!" Grace Grant's crisp voice called from afar. Logan Grant stood up and saw Grace Grant dressed in a red hunting outfit, valiant and heroic. She carried two sheathed long sabers, walking over at a steady pace, followed by eight lightly armored guards with bows and arrows.

　　Grace Grant walked up, tossed a saber to Logan Grant, "Since you came so early, this military-forged saber is yours!" Standing in front of Logan Grant, she was a full head taller than him.

　　Logan Grant took the saber and drew it from its sheath. It was double-edged, about 1.2 meters long like the ancient Mo Dao, and weighed 30 jin. The blade turned horizontally, reflecting Logan Grant's face like a mirror.

　　"Good blade!" Logan Grant praised. Although his body hadn't fully grown, making the long saber a bit unwieldy, he was still overjoyed!

　　"Just an ordinary standard saber!" Grace Grant's beautiful starry eyes glanced sideways, a hint of charm in her young face.

　　"Let's go!" Logan Grant smiled awkwardly, changed the subject, and set off with the saber.

　　Gu Family Village had two main gates: the front gate led to Ming Mountain City, the back gate to the Daming Mountain range! Three li beyond the back gate was a vegetable field belonging to the Gu family. The group walked along a path through the field, then passed through a grove of tall fruit trees.

　　Suddenly, the view opened up. A majestic mountain range unfolded before them like giant dragons, stretching endlessly east and west. The towering peaks, averaging over ten thousand meters, pierced the clouds, with a visible snow line winding along the summits. An overwhelming sense of grandeur swept over them!