Tang Wen found Li Ge in the outer city.
The latter immediately took Tang Wen to the warehouse and brought out several bags of Frost Stone they had recently acquired.
"Good, keep buying," Tang Wen said, tossing down another ingot of silver.
The Frost Stone was transported back home, and under the curious gazes of several women, Tang Wen prepared a large wooden basin, filled it with water, and placed a smaller round basin filled with water inside it.
With a rustling sound, he picked up the bag of Frost Stone and poured it into the wooden basin.
To the astonishment of the women, a chill spread around the wooden basin, and the water in the smaller round basin gradually turned into ice.
"What?"
"How did this happen?"
"Brother, has your ability awakened?"
Tang Wen laughed, "If this were my ability, it would be pretty useless."
He took out the ice he had made and stored it in the basement.
Under his guidance, Tang Tang replaced the wooden basin and successfully made another piece of somewhat regular round ice.
The young lady jumped with joy on the spot.
Zhou Bing pointed to the few remaining bags of Frost Stone, "The consumption is so high. What will we do when it runs out?"
Tang Wen smiled, lit a fire, and evaporated the water mixed with the Frost Stone.
The Frost Stone crystallized out again.
Zhou Bing and the other women were amazed.
Tang Tang started brainstorming, "With this, we can sell ice water in the summer!"
Her eyes sparkled as if she saw countless copper coins flying toward her.
Tang Wen shook his head, "This year's drought makes food storage difficult. We'll have to make the method of making ice public sooner or later."
The young lady was a bit disappointed but said nothing.
She continued to play happily with the Frost Stone.
Frost Stone is not rare. Not only are there Frost Stone mines in the mountains, but even without them, the white powder found near toilets, stables, and other corners contains Frost Stone components.
So, wherever people live, ice can be made.
In the evening, Tang Tang, along with Cuilian, Xiao Liu, and Taohua, started cooking.
They made Meat Buns, stewed lamb, braised wild boar trotters, and mixed wild vegetables...
The three women, who grew up in the village and had only eaten chicken, duck, and goose at most in their lives, were utterly shocked.
Is this the luxurious life of Sir Tang Wen?
Cuilian's daughter, a little girl named Taozi, was happily munching on a large roasted sweet potato.
For them, today was an eye-opening day. First, they were chosen by the handsome and dashing Commander Tang Wen.
Then, for the first time in their lives, they rode in a carriage and saw many more people than in their village.
They saw the incredibly grand camp, the spacious courtyard, and the basement.
Thinking about living here in the future, the three women felt as if they were dreaming.
They secretly decided in their hearts to serve Sir Tang Wen well.
As for Commander Zhou Bing.
She is Sir Tang Wen's fiancée, so serving Sir Tang Wen well is the same as serving her!
The food was prepared and brought to the table.
However, Cuilian and the other two women refused to sit at the table to eat.
They said the village chief had instructed them that this was the etiquette of wealthy families and must be followed, or they might be kicked out.
Tang Wen was speechless and had to serve them a separate portion of the dishes, letting them eat in the kitchen.
After the four women finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen, they hurried to the main hall to help Tang Wen and the others clean the dining table.
Indeed, they had placed themselves in the position of servants.
The kind of loyal maids who are wholeheartedly devoted to their master.
Back at the camp, Tang Wen's life returned to normal.
That night, after practicing his martial arts late into the night, Tang Wen was about to go to sleep.
"Sir," a pleasant female voice sounded from outside the door.
"Hmm, come in."
He was a bit conflicted. As the Commander, he could withstand anything except temptation.
The door creaked open.
Taohua, Xiao Liu, and Cuilian entered together.
Taohua carried a pot of hot water, Xiao Liu held a towel, and Cuilian carried a wooden basin.
So it was a foot bath.
Tang Wen relaxed, though he felt a vague sense of disappointment.
The three women seemed to have coordinated beforehand. Cuilian knelt down, lifted Tang Wen's feet, and placed them in the basin.
Taohua, the tallest, stood behind Tang Wen, massaging his shoulders.
Xiao Liu alternated between adding hot water and pouring water for Tang Wen.
Tang Wen leaned back in his chair, letting his body relax.
The enjoyment of a landlord couldn't be much better than this!
Oh, right, I am the camp Commander!
So I deserve this kind of treatment.
Outside, Zhou Bing walked by in her moon-white robe.
Seeing this scene, she smiled indifferently and turned back to her room.
Tang Wen summoned the Experience Panel to distract himself.
[Name: Tang Wen]
[Age: 15]
[Body: 8.65]
[Spirit: 9.2]
[Martial Arts Realm: Third-Class Martial Master]
A new entry had appeared—"Martial Arts Realm."
This entry appeared after he was able to unleash Cannon Fist Force with a weapon.
Generally, being able to use Cannon Fist Force in combat was considered the entry level for a Martial Master.
Being able to use force twice in a row with a weapon firmly placed him in the ranks of a Third-Class Martial Master.
A Second-Class Martial Master required not only the ability to use force with both hands and weapons but also to channel force into the legs for five or more high-speed bursts.
In simpler terms, it meant being able to burst into action to escape or rapidly enter the battlefield at critical moments.
A First-Class Martial Master needed to channel force throughout the entire body.
Fists, palms, elbows, shoulders, knees... every part of the body had to be capable of multiple explosive bursts, ready to take an enemy's life when necessary.
Reaching this level meant that Visualization Force circulated throughout the body.
Mental meditation and muscular force were interconnected.
The Martial Master's essence would gradually be influenced.
This was the so-called "Internal Refinement of Essence, Essence Mutation, Awakening Transcendence."
But very few Martial Practitioners in the world could reach this stage.
Many prodigies became Martial Masters early in life but never awakened to Transcendence.
They remained Martial Masters for their entire lives.
However, once a Martial Master transformed and achieved Transcendence, their strength would increase exponentially.
The power of their Cultivation Methods would evolve from cold weapons to the era of firearms.
Their lifespan would also greatly increase.
Even in old age, when their vitality waned, they would still possess considerable combat strength.
Killing a few First-Class Martial Masters would be no problem.
Tang Wen recalled last night's battle.
With his terrifying physique and spirit, he was far stronger than the average Third-Class Martial Master.
Facing a Second-Class Martial Master, as long as he could withstand their initial burst, he could wear them down with his formidable stamina and continuous bursts of force.
But that was as far as it went. Defeating them was easy; killing them was difficult.
This was the case in his recent confrontation with the Fourth Leader.
While running at high speed, it was hard to unleash the full power of his expert-level "Flying Stone."
He could only continue a war of attrition, not daring to claim a sure victory.
Snip, snip.
Tang Wen's thoughts were interrupted by the sound. He looked down and saw Cuilian, her forehead fair and smooth, carefully trimming his toenails.
Her serious little face looked as if she were performing an important task.
He smiled gently and continued to check his skills.
[Skill: Farming...]
[Flying Stone, Expert (3799/6000)]
[Wind-splitting Saber, Expert (1517/6000)]
[Flying Knife Skill, Proficient (2033/3000)]
[Eight Section Brocade, Expert (6219/18000)]
[Earth Fire Stance (Entering Stillness), Proficient (2831/3000)]
[Archery, Mastered (300/1000)]
[Mountain-Cracking Cannon Fist, Mastered (1917/3000)]
[Primal Chaos Stance, Mastered (269/3000)]
[Traceless Step, Proficient (1412/3000)]
[Iron Body
Skill, Mastered (909/1000)]
[Breathing Technique, Beginner (411/500)]
[Tracking Skill, Mastered (11/1000)]
[Horsemanship, Mastered (111/1000)]
[Hunting Traps.]
"My lord, it's late. Shall we attend to your rest?" Cuilian looked up, her cheeks flushed.
In an instant, Tang Wen's drowsiness vanished.
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