Chapter 30

(On the 28th, which is tomorrow evening at 19:30, there will be a Sanjiang interview. Brothers and sisters, please participate actively.)

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But before he could steady himself, Chen Mo took another step forward, his body swayed, and his foot stomped. The bluestone ground was hit with a powerful shock, causing the stones to crack and the ground to tremble violently.

Without giving Hu Yong a chance to react, Chen Mo used the move "Vajra Shake" seamlessly. Hu Yong felt as if he had been hit by a wild bull, and he was sent flying back several meters, crashing into the wall and falling to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

After the two moves, Chen Mo stood calmly with his hands behind his back, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, exuding a faintly elegant and youthful aura. There was no trace of the fierce and intimidating Vajra he had been moments ago.

In stark contrast, Hu Yong, who was kneeling on the ground, spitting blood, looked pale and terrified, staring at Chen Mo in shock.

"Mother, how much do we owe the Hu family?" Chen Mo asked calmly.

Such a result was not surprising. Hu Yong's cultivation was not much higher, and he was arrogant and careless, underestimating Chen Mo. His hurried response put him at a disadvantage. Moreover, his training in techniques was not diligent, and a move that should have been as solid as a mountain was riddled with flaws.

On the contrary, although Chen Mo's Vajra Fist had not yet reached the minor accomplishment stage, it already had a strong presence and considerable power, lacking only the refinement.

"Mo'er." Hu Lingping was both surprised and delighted, then a hint of shame crossed her face. "Including interest, we owe a total of thirty gold taels." She blushed as she spoke, remembering how many times she had helped her family when her husband was alive, probably amounting to several hundred or even a thousand taels. Now, her family was being humiliated over a mere thirty taels of gold debt.

Although Hu Yong was her junior, he was still her family, and this was a loss of face for her.

Chen Mo took out a thirty-tael gold note and threw it at Hu Yong's face, saying coldly, "I wanted to beat you to death, but you're not even worth it. You have ten breaths to get out, or else..."

Before Chen Mo could finish his sentence, Hu Yong, who had been intimidated and frightened, hastily grabbed the gold note and stumbled out of the Chen residence in a panic.

Seeing his cowardly and despicable behavior, Chen Mo couldn't help but sneer, "Truly a despicable person."

After that, Chen Mo rushed to check on Chen Hao, saying with genuine concern, "Mother, is everything okay with you and Brother?"

"You're a good boy, I knew you could do it, you definitely can." Chen Hao, who had just witnessed the scene, his eyes shining with excitement, patted his shoulder hard and said, "That move 'Vajra Path' followed by 'Vajra Shake' was performed with a strong Vajra aura. You must be close to the minor accomplishment stage, right?"

Chen Mo, fearing that his strength might remind his brother of his own disability, smiled and said, "Brother, don't joke around." He wanted to beat that scoundrel but was afraid of disgracing his mother.

He then comforted his mother a bit and quickly changed the subject, saying with a broad smile, "Brother, Mother, our family's spirit field has had a great harvest this time. Guess how many pounds of medium-grade spirit rice we harvested this year?"

As he spoke, he pushed his brother into the house.

"How many pounds? Three pounds?" His face was slightly pale from years of sitting in a wheelchair, but he smiled warmly.

As the elder brother, he knew that his younger brother felt extremely guilty about his disability. To avoid making Chen Mo feel bad, he always smiled and acted confidently whenever they talked, exuding positive energy.

But only he knew how bitter and painful he felt when alone.

"This time, our family's spirit field, blessed by the heavens, has yielded a total of fifty pounds of medium-grade spirit rice and four pounds of high-grade spirit rice." Chen Mo said with a playful tone.

"How much?" Hu Lingping and Chen Hao were stunned, staring at Chen Mo in disbelief. It was no wonder, as their family's spirit field was of low grade. Such a high yield was impossible even for a medium-grade field, let alone a high-grade one.

In the entire Chen clan, which had hundreds of acres of spirit fields, only one acre was of high grade. A fortress with strict defenses had been built around that field.

"Second brother, have you overworked yourself in cultivation? Are you confused?" Chen Hao said with a serious and concerned look. "Or are you just teasing your brother?"

Hu Lingping, on the other hand, reached out to touch his forehead, worried that he might be possessed or ill.

"Brother, Mother, do you really think I'm joking? Look at this." Chen Mo handed a small cloth bag to Hu Lingping.

A few pounds of high-grade spirit rice were enough to carry with him.

Hu Lingping, puzzled, grabbed a handful of spirit rice from the bag and examined it. The spirit rice was spindle-shaped, with a lustrous, jade-like appearance, exuding a refreshing and invigorating aroma, full of spiritual energy.

"Wow!" Hu Lingping covered her mouth, almost exclaiming in surprise. It was indeed high-grade spirit rice. When her husband was alive, the family was wealthy, and they would eat high-grade spirit rice once a year during the New Year. She recognized it.

She quickly flipped through the bag, and indeed, every grain was crystal clear and of high grade. The unexpected joy left her in disbelief.

Chen Hao also took a closer look and said in shock, "Second brother, where did this come from? This is several pounds of high-grade spirit rice." High-grade spirit rice was worth a hundred gold taels per pound.

Even when the family was at its most prosperous, eating this was considered a luxury.

"Of course, it came from our family's spirit field." After showing off a bit, Chen Mo didn't dare to scare them anymore and only mentioned that he had obtained a healing technique during his trip to the Small Heavenly Grotto, which was comparable to a spirit-grade technique. As for the Light God Clan and the young branch, he kept it secret, not out of distrust but to avoid worrying them.

"Truly, the heavens have blessed us. Our Mo'er has finally made it." Hu Lingping, moved to tears, hugged Chen Mo and cried, "Your uncle in heaven would be very pleased."

"Mother, don't just get emotional." Chen Hao, being a man, regained his composure after the initial shock and said, "Second brother survived a great danger in the Small Heavenly Grotto and obtained a spirit technique. But there are many envious and jealous people in the world. We must not publicize this. We'll wait until Second brother is strong enough to protect himself."

After a quarter of an hour, everyone's emotions calmed down, and they accepted the surprising news from the bottom of their hearts.

"Mother, Wu'er will be back soon, and she can bring some fire rhinoceros meat. Our family hasn't had a meal cooked with high-grade spirit rice in a long time." Chen Mo suggested, "Let's celebrate this opportunity."

Hu Lingping hesitated but couldn't resist Chen Mo's pleading. She carefully weighed half a pound of spirit rice and went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Chen Mo chatted with Chen Hao, and when Helian Huo Wu returned, the family was reunited. The little eight, exhausted from running, slept for several hours behind the door before waking up groggily.

During dinner, the family hadn't been so happy together in a long time. Since the death of the elder uncle and the elder brother's disability, the family's fortunes had declined. Although they could take care of each other and be happy together, there was always a lingering shadow of sadness in their hearts.

But now, with one good thing after another, Chen Mo's rise had dispelled the gloom, and the family saw a bright future.

"Mother, eat more. High-grade spirit rice has remarkable effects and can comprehensively improve your constitution. You've worked too hard and been too stressed these past years." Chen Mo served more rice to Hu Lingping, showing deep concern. "You need to take good care of your health."

"Mo'er, Wu'er, you're still growing, you should eat more."

"Brother, eat more."

"Ugh~" Little eight also had a place at the table, stretching out its head and eating voraciously, eyeing Helian Huo Wu's bowl.

Helian Huo Wu liked the mischievous little turtle and fed it a bite. As a food lover, little eight started to act cute and beg for more high-grade spirit rice.

"Little eight, you glutton, don't be greedy. You'll burst." Chen Mo grabbed the turtle by the neck, ignoring its flailing limbs, and threw it outside.

Indeed, the high-grade spirit rice was remarkable. Chen Mo put a grain of rice in his mouth, and it melted instantly, like a thick, sweet nectar flowing into his stomach. A cool sensation then spread throughout his body, nourishing and strengthening his constitution.

After eating a bowl of high-grade spirit rice, he felt full of energy, his complexion more ruddy and his spirit more vibrant.

After the meal, Chen Mo returned to his room to meditate and refine his qi and blood, extracting every bit of the spirit rice's benefits without wasting any.

As he entered a meditative state and his breathing steadied, a faint stream of spiritual energy swirled around him. The parts that touched his skin and pores were absorbed greedily, like a sponge soaking up water.

Indeed, the high-grade spirit rice was powerful. After two hours of cultivation, his Bright Profound Qi became thicker and purer, and his qi and blood were very vigorous, making him feel as if he had boundless energy.

Not only that, but the young branch in his consciousness sea also benefited, its stem seeming a bit thicker and its leaves a bit greener.

Chen Mo marveled at the power of high-grade spirit rice and speculated that if the children of wealthy families grew up eating high-grade spirit rice every day, how powerful they must be.

It seemed that his path ahead was still long, but no matter what, he was determined to make a name for himself in this world. With the help of the Great Bright God Technique and the young Light God Tree, he would eventually reach the pinnacle.

As Chen Mo made this resolve, little eight whined, reminding him of its presence, as if it were also a powerful aid.

"You glutton, don't drag me down. Amen." Chen Mo fiercely flicked the turtle's head.

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