"So, are you willing to help treat them? Or is there no chance?" Sam broke the silence following a long moment of silence, his gaze never leaving Ryder. "Sure, I'll treat them," Ryder agreed without hesitation, the smile on his face got wider with each second. He also needed the men, so it was going to be a win-win for the both of them. Though he was not going to force them to join him, he would still do his best to convince them and see if they would be willing to join him. "What's the condition?" Sam's old voice came, pulling Ryder out of his thoughts. From his years of experience, he knew there was nothing like a free lunch. "Well..." Ryder started, but paused, stroking his chin. It wasn't as though he was looking for a reward or anything. If the men refused to join him, it was all good. "You don't have to worry about that, everything depends on them, if they are willing," Ryder continued after a while, shaking his head in the process, "And what if they aren't willing?" Sam

Ryder's expression didn't flatter, and instantly, he raised his hands, blocking the kick. Seeing her kick blocked, Olivia wasn't surprised. On the contrary, she would have been surprised if the kick was able to land on Ryder. Without wasting another breath, using the motion, she lifted herself into the air, sending another kick at Ryder with her other leg. With a simple motion just like before, Ryder parried the kick, and Olivia also landed, but she didn't wait, instead, rushed forward, throwing a punch, aiming at Ryder's jaw. Ryder's hands also flew out in quick succession, intercepting the uppercut with a slight push of his palms. Olivia smirked and stepped even closer, this time, her eyes becoming colder, without a warning, she kicked out again, but this time, her kick was low, directly aiming at Ryder's legs. Before Ryder could react, she kicked both his legs in quick succession, forcing him to lose balance and he fell headfirst to the floor. Using the opportunity, she grabb

That night, Ryder sat cross legged cultivating. With his hard work, and the array he had set up, he had broken into early stage Foundation Realm. As long as he was able to break into the Golden Core Realm, he would be able to do more than just enhance his physical strength and others. Only then would he be able to call himself a true cultivator. He would then begin to learn other martial arts techniques, sword slash and the others. It was then he would truly be able to say he was a master. Else, he was still a nobody. One thing he knew again was that since the System had given him Cultivation, it meant that he was not the only cultivator in the world. As all of these thoughts conveyed, the arrogance in Ryder's heart vanished. Pride comes before a fall and he knew this too well, there was no way he would let himself become a victim to it. With this, Ryder pushed away all the distraction and focused on Cultivating. A soft knock came just as Ryder was about to concentrate forcing hi

"Huh?" The men froze, their expression changed from that of shock, to surprise and then confusion. How did Ryder know about their hidden injuries? Even the old man Sam didn't know about it. All he knew was their paralysis. "You don't have to worry about how I know about your injuries, the main thing is that I can treat you," Ryder spoke, his voice pulling the men back to their senses. Naturally, Ryder had used his Qi to probe their bodies the moment he walked into the Villa, so he was able to tell what was wrong with them. "Let's assume you can treat us, what do you want in return?" The man who had spoken up before said and the others nodded. Clearly, they didn't fully trust Ryder and not only that, they knew he was not going to do this for free. "My terms are quite simple," Ryder smirked, his voice turning serious. "All I want is for you to work for me and give me a hundred percent of your loyalty." "That's all, simple and clear," Ryder spread out his hand, the smile on his f

"Alright, that's it, I'll start treating you," Ryder sighed, then went back to his room to pick the needles he had prepared. Also, he would need to boil some herbs too. Their hidden injuries were what would give him an issue. Besides, he had been thinking about how was going to introduce Cultivation to them. He had to find a way. He was sure they all knew martial arts. This was one of the basic things a commando would be taught, right? They would even teach them this before starting to teach them how to use arms and the others. Walking back to the living room, Ryder noticed the men seemed to be nervous as though they wanted to ask him about something but seemed rather hesitant. "What's wrong?" Ryder asked, wondering why they were like that. "You said you know about our hidden injuries, right?" Jay spoke slowly, as though he was trying to gauge Ryder's emotion as his eyes were fixated on him. "Yes?" Ryder narrowed his brows, wondering what they were trying to get to. "Can you t