Chapter 35

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Chen Mo only felt his arm go numb as if struck by lightning, but he gritted his teeth and did not retreat a single step. The man in blue had the advantage, instantly grabbing Chen Mo's arm and using his shoulder to collide with Chen Mo's chest.

If the collision succeeded, Chen Mo's internal organs would be shattered, and he would die from spitting blood.

With both arms already grabbed, just as the collision was about to happen, Chen Mo gathered all his Bright Mystic Qi, stomped the ground hard, and unleashed the Thousand Year Green technique in this extremely dangerous moment.

A dull thud as the two chests collided.

Chen Mo spat out a mouthful of blood, and large sweat drops mixed with blood dripped down. Although he blocked the fatal impact, he still staggered back several steps.

The man in blue, after his move, seemed like a deflated ball. He had already consumed most of his Mystic Qi, and now could only stand in place, pale-faced and panting heavily.

Chen Mo stood up, remained in place, and his eyes flashed with a sharp gaze. He darted forward, delivering a powerful punch. The opponent leaned to avoid it, and Chen Mo stomped forward with his left foot, simultaneously leaning his chest forward, unleashing the mighty and awe-inspiring Vajra Power technique.

A loud thud, and a stream of blood drew a beautiful arc in the air. As the blood splattered onto the grass, everything returned to calm, and only the heavy breathing of Chen Mo echoed through the vast forest.

After a quick search of the body, the items inside made Chen Mo's eyes light up: a mid-grade Earth Traveling Technique, and a gold ticket worth 300 taels, which was quite valuable.

He hastily buried the body and continued on his way home.

He vanished without a trace.

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Night fell, and Chen Mo was at home.

In front of him, five mystic cultivation manuals were laid out in a row. Four were low-grade, and the one in the middle was a mid-grade Mystic Wood Technique. This Mystic Wood Technique, Chen Mo had exchanged for it from the family scripture hall using the Earth Traveling Technique as a trade.

This was a normal practice; many cultivators who started with the Green Wood Technique would often switch to the higher-level Mystic Wood Technique at the advanced stage of the Spirit Disciple realm to purify and strengthen their Mystic Qi.

No one could have guessed that Chen Mo was truly cultivating the Great Brightness Divine Technique.

The Great Brightness Divine Technique was a blank divine technique that needed to integrate the essence of various cultivation techniques, discarding the dross, to continuously grow. The integration of the Green Wood Technique was just the most basic, initial stage.

To further advance the Great Brightness Divine Technique, it needed to integrate new cultivation techniques. In a sense, this was a form of absorption.

Chen Mo first picked up the Cold Ice Technique, opened it, and a bone-chilling coldness from the beast leather cover spread through his meridians. Chen Mo did not resist but let the coldness penetrate his body, circulating through his meridians.

This was the subtlety of the inherited cultivation technique, and the reason why such a low-grade technique could sell for fifty gold taels. Any cultivator who made an inherited technique had to be proficient in the use of talismans, and with some precious materials like beast cores and blood, they would seal the technique's imprint in a talisman.

In this ingenious way, cultivators could be guided to enter the path of cultivation in the fastest and most efficient manner.

If it were just text and illustrations, anyone who could read and draw could easily copy hundreds or thousands of copies. Wouldn't that be a huge profit? In fact, without the effect of the inherited talisman, cultivators would need great insight and perseverance to understand the technique, and it would take months or even years to see results.

With the invention and popularity of inherited talismans, the traditional method of passing down techniques, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive, was used less and less.

Of course, in this low-grade technique, the inherited talisman could only do so much, often driving a few cycles before the energy was exhausted. If one had not yet learned, they could only slowly comprehend it or find someone skilled to remake the talisman. But for a low-grade technique, the price of remaking it was not worth it.

Fortunately, such a low-grade technique could be easily mastered by most people with good insight.

This greatly facilitated Chen Mo's cultivation of the Great Brightness Divine Technique. He allowed the Cold Ice Technique to circulate in his body with a faint coldness.

After three cycles, as the coldness gradually weakened, the Great Brightness Divine Technique began to operate on its own, with strands of Bright Mystic Qi rotating along the path of the Cold Ice Technique.

By the ninth cycle, when a large cycle was formed, the Great Brightness Divine Technique underwent a subtle change. It still used the Green Wood Technique as the main framework and foundation, but it became more complex, the result of integrating and refining the Cold Ice Technique.

But this was not enough, far from enough to advance the Great Brightness Divine Technique to the second level.

With the experience from the first time, the subsequent process was much easier. He picked up the Earth Technique, and as before, absorbed and integrated its essence into the Great Brightness Divine Technique.

But this time, the gains were clearly much less than from the Cold Ice Technique.

The third time, the Fire Technique, followed by the Metal Technique. The changes in the Great Brightness Divine Technique became less and less, and its structure became more stable.

After absorbing the Five Elements Mystic Techniques, the Great Brightness Divine Technique was close to the first level's perfection, seemingly just one step away.

This made Chen Mo secretly rejoice. Fortunately, he had a mid-grade Mystic Wood Technique as a backup. He then integrated and absorbed the Mystic Wood Technique in the same way.

As a mid-grade technique, it was more complex than a low-grade one, greatly benefiting the Great Brightness Divine Technique, which broke through from the first level's perfection to the second level.

Now, the Great Brightness Divine Technique's method of circulating Mystic Qi was much more complex, clearly more powerful than the first level. Especially after the circulation, the Bright Mystic Qi, re-tempered, became even purer, with a more intense and righteous aura.

A punch, and the fierce momentum shook the air.

This made Chen Mo's eyes shine brightly. The Great Brightness Divine Technique, integrating the essence of various mystic techniques, generated a pure and righteous power like the blazing sun. This was just the second level; if it were the third, fourth, or even the ninth level, the power would be unimaginable.

For a moment, Chen Mo was filled with anticipation for the future.

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Several days later.

The first ray of morning sunlight shone through the window, warming the entire room. Chen Mo had mastered the second level of the Brightness Divine Technique and decided to go to the Jiaolong Mountains to cultivate.

There were only less than three months until the clan competition. Just relying on the resources of these pills and staying at home to cultivate would not be enough to reach the peak of the Spirit Disciple realm. If so, what right would he have to challenge Chen Xuan?

Cultivation is like rowing against the current; only by constantly advancing and enduring various trials can one make progress.

The Jiaolong Mountains are full of dangers but also numerous opportunities. This was the result of Chen Mo's deep consideration. If he feared such dangers, how could he advance? How could he talk about winning first place in the clan competition?

He briefly informed his family that he would be in seclusion. At the family's General Affairs Hall, an independent grand hall, several dozen clan members were already looking for suitable tasks.

This was not his first time at the General Affairs Hall. In the past, to treat his elder brother's leg, he had come here to take on tasks to accumulate contribution points and exchange for pills for his brother. But due to his limited strength, he could only take on errands and odd jobs, and it took a long time to save up for a single ordinary pill, which was why he had to venture into the Small Heavenly Grotto.

The family set up the General Affairs Hall mainly to hone the abilities and handling skills of the clan members. If everyone just focused on cultivation and knew nothing about the world, how could the family continue to develop?

"Hey, isn't that our Young Master Mo? Today, you're here to take on hard labor to earn money for your family's cripple to buy medicine? No need to work so hard; just have your Fire Dance sister serve me once, and I'll be so pleased that I'll reward you heavily."

"Yes, Young Master, people like them are only kept by the benevolent Elder Three. They would have starved to death outside."

"What a pity, raising a bunch of ingrates who even harm their own clan members. Elder Three can still tolerate them, truly a great man. If it were me, I would have chopped them to pieces long ago."

Just as Chen Mo took a few steps, a vicious voice sounded from behind. Turning around, he saw a young man in white leading the group, with dark circles under his eyes and sunken temples, clearly indulging in women and neglecting cultivation.

This was Chen Deshui's nephew, Yan Ao. He often bullied Chen Mo in the past, and Chen Mo, feeling guilty about his brother's leg, did not want to cause trouble for the family and always endured.

"Say that again?" Chen Mo's sharp eyes coldly stared at Yan Ao.

"Scaring me? I'll walk over, and you dare touch me?" Yan Ao walked over with a proud look.

"Bang!"

A Vajra Power technique, the ground trembled, and Yan Ao was thrown back like hit by a fierce beast, crashing into the wall. The force was so great that the wall shook, and Yan Ao fell to the ground, spitting out three mouthfuls of blood.

Several lackeys surrounded Chen Mo, about to scold him, but they saw the fierce killing intent in Chen Mo's eyes, like a wild beast, and were scared, stepping back in fear.

"Remember, this place is Chen, not Yan." Chen Mo said coldly, expressionless: "And next time, if you insult my family, it won't just be three mouthfuls of blood."

Yan Ao looked at Chen Mo with fear and did not dare to be arrogant anymore.

Some of the Chen family officials in the General Affairs Hall, who were about to take action against Chen Mo for his actions, immediately looked away, pretending not to see. He was right; this was the Chen family, not the Yan family.

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