Du Chen felt a warm flow on his buttocks. It was very subtle, like a thin thread used for sewing, but it was obedient.

As he was concentrating on his right hand, which could both steal and pick locks, the hot flow suddenly rushed from his buttocks to his right hand, passing through his chest and abdomen.

Suddenly, Du Chen felt that the strength in his right hand had increased significantly.

With the hot flow, Du Chen punched the nearby stone wall. With a muffled sound, the wall was punched with a one-inch deep imprint!

“Hey! This is interesting!” Du Chen raised his right hand again, guiding the hot flow to his index and middle fingers, and swiftly swung them in front of him.

He caught a fly between his fingers.

“Wow, if I use this for stealing… I'll be rich!”

Speed and strength, although the warm flow was weak, its effect was extraordinary!

Du Chen laughed. His long-term efforts had finally paid off. After laughing, he carefully hit the wall a few more times to erase the fist imprint.

When he put on his pants, Du Chen suddenly felt something heavy in his pocket—a Level 3 Ram Horn Warhammer was still on him!

With a thought, could the internal energy generated by the “Lotus Treasure Mirror” compare to the Dou qi of Einstein Continent!?

With this in mind, Du Chen opened the metal sphere and used the internal energy of the Lotus to pick up the Ram Horn Warhammer!

This time, the warhammer moved and felt light in Du Chen's hand, as if there was no weight at all!

Following that, a green light shimmered on the warhammer and traveled up the handle into Du Chen's hand, and then entered his mind.

“In the name of Aruman, from this moment on, you shall be my master!”

The warhammer had no mouth, but Duchen clearly heard a voice, an ancient and solemn voice, as if it came from the distant past, echoing in his mind.

“I am Aruman, the Storm Ram Horn Warhammer. I will assist you with the power of wind that plants bring—swift speed, fierce strength. This will be the boost I give you when you need my help…”

The warhammer slowly spoke, even going into detail about its instructions, telling Du Chen how to use it. Following the instructions, he withdrew the Lotus internal energy from the warhammer, transforming it back into a metal sphere. Instead of using thieving methods to activate the sacred artifact, Du chen infused the Lotus internal energy into the four small holes on the metal sphere in a peculiar sequence. Suddenly, the metal sphere turned into the Ram Horn Warhammer and waved in Du Chen's hand.

Each swing made the light little hammer feel like it was imbued with tremendous strength, cutting through the air.

At this moment, not only did Du Chen defeat the wielder of the Ram Horn Warhammer, but he also gained its loyalty!

Du Chen smiled and had another question. What was his current strength?

“Hopefully, Big Brother didn't go to the party to pick up girls!”

Having mastered the first level of the “The Lotus Treasure Mirror” and gained the loyalty of the Ram Horn Warhammer, Du chen was in a great mood. He didn't rush to do good deeds but instead ran back home using the Lotus internal energy, feeling no fatigue at all.

The subtle energy was like an endless engine, providing him with inexhaustible physical power despite its weakness.

However, when Du Chen returned home, he was disappointed. He had hoped to ask his older brother, Steve, about the standards of a divine fighter to determine his own level, but to his surprise, Steve had gone to the party again.

His cold and indifferent father and annoying second brother would surely ignore him. Du Chen didn't want to ask the strange looks of the family's fighters either, so he had to suppress his question for now and return to his own tower residence.

The following days, Du Chen went to the slums of South City to do good deeds. As his Lotus Inner Energy grew stronger, the second lotus flower on his buttocks also began to blossom. For the first time in their lives, the poor people of South City discovered that there were kind-hearted people among the nobles who were willing to help them. Gradually, the “Idiot Young Master of St. John's City” was referred to by some as the “Virtue of St. John's City.”

Meanwhile, Du Chen was struggling to understand everything about the world of fighting gods, starting from learning how to read and write because the original Francis had been illiterate…

On the eve of the most important festival in the world of fighting gods, the Day of God's Peace, Steve, who had been indulging in noble ladies' banquets and had been missing for a while, finally knocked on Du Chen's door.

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After Old Foye opened the door, Steve rushed up to the third floor in a few quick steps, pulled Du Chen and headed outside.

“Big brother, why are you in such a hurry? I happened to have something to discuss with you!”

Just as Du Chen was about to ask about the strength criteria in the world of fighter gods, Steve threw a set of noble attire at him and said anxiously, “Don't you remember? I told you I would take you to attend the noble ladies' banquet!”

He hurriedly helped Du Chen change clothes, and exaggeratedly exclaimed, “Dear little brother, do you know? According to the rules of the Imperial nobility, His Majesty Emperor Balgna will host a banquet for all ministers on the Day of fighter God's Peace, and on the eve of that day, the Imperial Crown Princess Yuna will host a banquet for all the noble descendants. According to big brother's past experience, my poor little brother, tonight you have the opportunity to bid farewell to your virginity!”

Du Chen listened with a bitter smile. Bid farewell to his virginity? He was someone who had cultivated Tong Zigong!

“Big brother, I don't want to go!”

Steve firmly shook his head, “Dear little brother, I have already introduced you to many young ladies. I told them that I would introduce my clever little brother to them tonight. If you don't go, won't it make me lose face? Without face, I won't be able to attract beautiful young ladies. Can you bear that responsibility!?”

Du Chen continued to smile bitterly.

At this moment, Old Foye also happily said, “Young master, as a descendant of the titled God of War, you will have to attend banquets sooner or later! Hehe, this old servant doesn't have many years left, but I still hope to see you marry a beautiful young lady!”

Du Chen glanced at Foye's old face and sighed inwardly. “Alright, I'll go. But big brother, you have to tell me the characteristics of each rank of the Fighter God first!”

Steve was taken aback for a moment, then quickly shook his head and said solemnly, “My brother, tonight, your handsome big brother will be tempted by countless beautiful young ladies. Can't you bear to let him talk about fighting and killing before such a sacred moment arrives, and ruin the mood!?”

Having such a big brother, really… Du Chen continued to smile bitterly.

Riding in a golden carriage with a Siegru statue towering on top, Steve brought Du Chen to a grand cathedral in the center of St. John's City.

It was a magnificent cathedral, thirty to forty meters tall, with a dark gray main color illuminated by bright lights, appearing particularly spectacular in the night. However, Du Chen paid special attention to the statue on the front door of the cathedral — by now he knew that the statue in front of each family represented the glory of their ancestors and the privileges they enjoyed in this generation!

Just like the cathedral at the residence of the city guards, there was a sculpture of a Magical Battle God on the door, which was the symbol of the Laning Empire royal family, and the sculpture depicted the ancestor of the royal family, Borwen!

“This is Princess Yuna's villa!” After exchanging greetings with the guards in front of the gate, Steve pushed open the towering black wooden gate of about four to five meters in height and walked through a corridor supported by white crystal columns, arriving in front of a pink moon-shaped door.

“My dear brother, remember this day. On the 12th of September in the 1277th year of the Fallen God Calendar, today you will meet more beautiful women than in the past fifteen years!”

As he spoke, Steve pushed open the moon-shaped door and raised his arms high. “Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to introduce the descendant of the Sigru Holy Radiance Fighter God, the third son of the Saint Kyne family, Francis!”

His voice carried on for a long time, full of infectiousness. He seemed to have the talent of a host!

Du Chen took a look inside and was secretly surprised. Inside the door was a hall, and the walls were all milky white crystals. The hall was spacious enough to accommodate over a hundred people without appearing crowded. In the middle, there was a row of long tables with various fruits and drinks on them. To the left was a dance floor, and to the right were filled with soft chairs for people to rest!

This was the banquet of the young nobles of the Einstein Continent!

The noble youths all looked towards Du Chen, some with surprise, some with ridicule.

And some with envy!

It had to be said that Du Chen's appearance in this life, that is, the appearance of young Francis, was indeed outstanding. Golden long hair, sky-blue eyes, a high and slightly hooked nose beneath his sword-like eyebrows. Matched with the snowy white noble robe he was wearing at the moment, he could be considered charming. Perhaps the only flaw was that his body appeared slightly thin.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately captured the gaze of the majority of noble young girls.

Steve walked forward with his arm around Du Chen's shoulders, greeting people as he whispered in Du Chen's ear, “Francis, remember, you're no longer a disgrace to the Saint Cain family. Use your intelligence to remember everyone here. They may become your friends or your political enemies in the future!”

Du Chen felt touched. He realized that Steve had brought him to the banquet not for women, but to introduce him to the high society of the Lanning Empire and pave the way for his future!

This big brother is really thoughtful!

Du Chen smiled and whispered back, “Don't worry, I won't embarrass the family!”

Steve also smiled. His younger brother understood his meaning. This matter truly made him happy. Francis couldn't cultivate fighting qi, but being a civil servant was also good.

Du Chen's second brother, Charlie, was also present. He intended to greet Steve, but when he saw Du Chen, he immediately turned to flirt with some young ladies, as if afraid of being called the brother of idiot.

In addition, Carmen and Friss were also present, but when they saw Du Chen enter, they quickly left. After all, they had lost face in front of Du Chen and were afraid of being exposed.

Steve led Du Chen directly to the center of the dance floor in front of a noble girl.

She was wearing a pink gown, and like Du Chen, she had golden long hair. The low-cut dress revealed a large patch of fair skin, shining brightly. She wore a precious necklace around her neck, with diamonds the size of thumbs sparkling on it, but they appeared dull beneath her radiant beauty.

“Francis, this is Her Royal Highness Princess Yuna of the Imperial Palace!” Steve introduced with proper manners.

Du Chen smiled and greeted her.

“Francis, is it? I apologize for my previous misjudgment. Your captivating eyes are filled with wisdom. You couldn't possibly be the disgrace of the Saint Cain family as rumored! Moreover, I've heard many people in South City refer to you as the virtue of Saint John City!”

The young girl praised Du Chen with the usual pleasantries between nobles, extending her right hand.

“May the Fighter God bless you!” Dozens of hungry gazes immediately focused on Du Chen in the hall. My goodness, Princess Yuna actually requested Francis to kiss her hand!?

The chance for the disgrace of the Saint Cain family to kiss the most beautiful girl in Yankin City!?

This is the honor that Yankin's noble boys dream of!

Looking at Du Chen again, he smiled faintly and said, “Princess, I don't kiss anyone's hand.”