He looked towards the door and saw a hale and hearty old man in a black Chinese tunic in front of him.

But to appear here at this time, Lu Chen naturally wouldn't treat this old man as an ordinary person.

Lu Chen looked over with rapt attention, and immediately noticed that the old man's eyes were glowing faintly, his Qi concealed, clearly an expert at concealing his presence.

Other than that, Lu Chen could also feel that this old man had an aura that was similar to Ma Buqun's.

A bizarre and unfamiliar presence lingered around the lordmaster.

Faintly, it seemed to merge with Ma Qun's aura.

It seemed like this was a cultivation technique that belonged to the same line as Ma Buqun's.

Ma Buqun had relied on dark spells to increase his strength through the use of the Gu in his body. This old man actually had the same method.

After the old man in a black Chinese tunic suit entered the room, his eyes fell on Ma Buqun who was lying on the bed.

When he saw the dispirited look on Ma Buqun's face, his eyes immediately darkened. He took a step forward and grabbed the wrist of Ma Buqun's left hand and felt his pulse.

A few seconds later, he subconsciously shook his head and sighed heavily.

Only then did he raise his head, sweeping his gaze over the three people present, and finally landing it on Lu Chen.

This was mainly because Lu Chen's palm was pressing against Ma Buqun's heart. That wave of endless true energy caused him to be unable to help a little from feeling shocked in his heart.

Even though he was unable to understand Lu Chen's words, the Lu Chen before him clearly only had the strength of a peak Huang Order. Yet, his zhenqi was so thick that it felt like a steady stream.

Regardless of whether it was his vitality or his primordial spirit, both had suffered significant damage.

Even under such a situation, his cultivation was able to stabilize.

Not only that, but the Dung Beetle Gu within the group of horses was so quiet, it was really unimaginable.

So even if he didn't understand what kind of treatment Lu Chen was using on Ma Buqun, this black-clothed old man had already determined that this young man in front of him was not simple at all.

To think that he would have such an ability at such a young age!

"May I ask how do I address you, little brother?" This old and useless Ma family's patriarch, Ma Zhengran, I heard from the servant that this little brother wants to help Young Nephew Mang carry out the Possession … "

He rushed over. On one hand, it was because of Ma Buqun's injuries, but more importantly, he wanted to know who dared to speak such arrogant words and suggest the ability to possess a body.

In theory, this was a forbidden technique that could not be used in the Age of Chaos.

It was hard to believe that these words had just come out of the mouths of these youngsters.

When he heard the report from the gatekeeper, he had been thinking that these youngsters really did not know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was.

After learning a thing or two, he shamelessly wanted to give it a try.

Ma ZhengRan's heart was filled with disdain.

This way, even if the news were to spread out, it wouldn't cause people to criticize the Ma family for being impolite.

This young man seemed to have some background, even he himself couldn't tell where he came from.

Furthermore, the methods he displayed were not just for show!

Lu Chen's method of extending his life using zhenqi could only be done by someone with at least the cultivation of a lower tier Xuan cla.s.s expert.

The key point was that under these circ.u.mstances, it was actually able to soothe the dung beetle Gu within Ma Buqun's body. Even if it was unable to perform any possession technique, it was still an existence worth the Ma family's attention.

Startled, he had already treated Lu Chen as a reclusive master who was on equal footing with him.

As for Lu Chen's young face, from Ma Zhengliang's point of view, it was probably due to him cultivating some sort of technique to retain his looks.

Noticing Ma ZhengRan's dumbfounded expression, Lu Chen could roughly guess what was on his mind.

"Senior Ma ZhengRan, junior is Lu Chen, Ma Buqun has saved junior's life. Right now, he is in critical danger, and only by seizing his body can he be reborn!"

Actually, when Lu Chen saw Ma ZhengRan, he was also a little surprised in his heart.

This horse looked to be no more than forty or fifty years old, but he was known as Ma Qun's nephew. There was nothing strange about this.

This Ma ZhengRan's background was clearly much deeper than Ma Qun's.

Moreover, this person knew the art of maintaining one's appearance, and regardless of seniority, his actual age was definitely a bit older than Ma Qun.

Possession someone who was on the verge of death?

The Tao technique of Possession was an extremely difficult Tao technique to implement, and Ma Zhengliang also had some understanding of it.

From what the little fox had said, there were quite a few people in the Celestial Sect of Wonders who knew about the art of Possession.

Those who knew the art of possession were extremely rare.

Even if it was an old monster among the experts of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, no one would be able to perform such a technique.

This was because when he used the art of Possession, the consumption of true qi was something that ordinary people would not be able to sustain.

If one was not careful, their cultivation would be consumed, and they might even suffer a backlash. Thus, no one was willing to lightly try.

Because of the power of merit and the little fox's guidance, Lu Chen had such confidence.

As a result, just as Ma ZhengRan entered the door, Lu Chen had already increased the amount of merit energy flowing into the Ma Clan.

This action clearly wanted to give Ma ZhengRan more confidence.

Just that, it was too late to say anything. Lu Chen didn't dare to say too much.

Apart from having absolute confidence, if one was too confident, it was very possible that others would directly throw him out like a madman.

Ma ZhengRan did not make a decision immediately. He only nodded slightly at Lu Chen and said, "Mister Lu, let this old man see for himself how is your nephew's injury?"

Of course, Lu Chen knew what he meant. After hesitating for a moment, he let go of the palm that was still pressed against Ma Buqun's heart.