Chapter 10

Unfolding his inner vision, Qin Mo discovered that the previously consumed [Amber Qi-Stabilizing Pill] had been completely absorbed. The realm of Warrior Rank 1 had already stabilized, and the purple true qi within his body had increased, reaching one-tenth of his total true qi.

"The Holy Battle Body is truly miraculous, capable of rapidly absorbing the effects of medicinal pills during cultivation and battles. The absorption speed is five times faster than that of warriors of the same rank."

The [Amber Qi-Stabilizing Pill] is a high-grade ordinary medicinal pill, intended for use by experts at the Martial Artist level to stabilize their realm. Normally, a Martial Artist would need to seclude themselves for a week to fully refine the pill after consumption.

Therefore, Qin Mo was very cautious earlier and only took one-fifth of the pill. However, he did not expect that in just half a day, with the completion of the first level of the [Whirlwind Sword Finger], the one-fifth of the [Amber Qi-Stabilizing Pill] had already been completely absorbed.

Furthermore, with the stabilization of the Warrior Rank 1 realm and the further enhancement of true qi, the purple true qi within his body had reached one-tenth of his total true qi.

"In other words, if there are sufficient high-grade ordinary medicinal pills or even more precious spirit-grade medicinal pills, my cultivation speed could be several times faster than when I was 6 years old." Qin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, Qin Mo truly recognized the terrifying nature of the Holy Battle Body. Just by activating the first level, it displayed such astonishing martial talent.

Splash!

The sound of water came from the hot spring as the little girl jumped out. She was unaware of the dangerous battle that had just taken place. When she saw the snake's corpse on the ground, she even muttered about whether the snake could be roasted and eaten, leaving Qin Mo speechless.

Checking the little girl's condition, Qin Mo was even more speechless. The medicinal liquid was difficult to dissolve in water. The medicinal liquid applied to her dantian, palms, and soles had formed a scab on these five areas, and not a single bit had been absorbed.

"Let's go back."

Qin Mo shook his head and led Qin Xiao Xiao out of the valley.

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In the evening, the streets of Fenzhen were crowded with people, bustling with noise that spread far and wide.

"Why are there so many people in the town?"

Returning from the Ten Thousand Ridges Mountain and passing through the streets of Fenzhen, Qin Mo was quite surprised. In his memory, Fenzhen had never had so many people.

The busiest time in Fenzhen each year was the market during the transition from winter to spring, but even the crowds during the market were not as overwhelming as they were now.

"Brother Mo, I want to buy that, and that, and..."

Pointing at the items sold by the vendors, Qin Xiao Xiao's eyes sparkled, and she could hardly move. Qin Mo took out all the low-quality true essence stones he had and let her buy them herself. The little girl immediately cheered, clutched the bag of true essence stones, and disappeared into the crowd.

"Don't go too far, come back quickly." Qin Mo shouted.

He was not worried about Qin Xiao Xiao's safety. This little girl had astonishing strength, and if she was truly provoked, even a Warrior Rank 4 martial artist would be helpless against her. However, since she could not cultivate true qi, a significant gap would appear if she encountered a Martial Artist.

Walking through the streets of Fenzhen, looking at the familiar buildings around him, Qin Mo felt a sense of familiarity and bought some small items from the vendors.

At this moment, in a private room on the second floor of a nearby tavern, the window was lifted, and several pairs of eyes were watching the street, focusing on Qin Mo.

In the private room, several young men and women were seated, each with remarkable beauty and noble bearing.

"Isn't that Qin Mo? I heard that after eight years, he finally broke through. Is the news true?"

"Absolutely true. This boy's aura is condensed and orderly, faintly radiating outward, which is a sign of the Warrior realm."

"It took him eight years to reach the Warrior realm, which is quite late. He can't even make it into the top hundred among the young generation of Fenzhen."

These young men and women were discussing the events that had occurred in the Qin family over the past two days. In the center of the room, tea sets were placed, and they were enjoying tea and discussing martial arts, a popular activity among the young martial artists of Fenzhen.

In the center of the group, a stunningly beautiful girl sat, dressed in a fiery red outfit, like a burning flame. Listening to the discussions, her expression remained unchanged, but her delicate brows were slightly furrowed, revealing a hint of displeasure.

"Miss Mi Yan, you and Qin Mo have always been close. Why don't you call him over so we can all gather together?" a slightly less beautiful girl said, her words tinged with mockery.

"Eight years ago, I had no relationship with Qin Mo. Can we still bring up childhood matters now?" the red-clad girl said coldly, her face icy.

Hearing this, the young martial artists in the private room showed signs of joy, as if they had been waiting for the red-clad girl to say this.

"Of course, what is Qin Mo now? At 14 years old, he is only at Warrior Rank 1. How could he possibly match Miss Huo Mi Yan?" a handsome young man said with a smile.

"Hey! Miss Mi Yan, isn't that your cousin, Brother Ying Hui? It looks like Qin Mo is in for some trouble." another young martial artist said in surprise.

On the crowded street, a young man in a blue brocade robe stood in the middle of the road, blocking Qin Mo's path.

"Qin Mo, it's been a few months since we last met, and you've already broken through to the Warrior realm. Congratulations, you've finally managed to transform from a dog into a human again." The young man in the blue robe stood in the middle of the road, looking at Qin Mo with a sideways glance.

Who is this guy?

Looking at the suddenly appearing young man in the blue robe, Qin Mo searched his memory. After all, the destruction of Fenzhen in his previous life had been several decades ago, and the passage of time had changed many things. Apart from the internal affairs of the Qin family, other memories were distant and almost blurry.

After a moment, Qin Mo finally remembered who the young man in the blue robe was: Huo Ying Hui from the Huo family. According to the timeline, Huo Ying Hui was currently at Warrior Rank 2 and ranked 75th among the third-generation disciples of the Huo family.

Qin Mo remembered Huo Ying Hui so clearly because of another person.

The image of a red-clad girl appeared in his mind: Huo Mi Yan, the Huo family's beloved daughter, admired by the third-generation disciples of the Huo family and the young martial artists of Fenzhen. Huo Ying Hui was one of Huo Mi Yan's most loyal suitors.

Before the age of 6, the prodigious Qin Mo was also the object of many girls' admiration, including Huo Mi Yan.

Qin Mo still clearly remembered that before the age of 6, Huo Mi Yan had sworn that she would marry no one but him. However, such childish words were not to be taken seriously.

After the age of 6, when Qin Mo's true qi cultivation stagnated, Huo Mi Yan's attitude toward him changed immediately, and she would mock him every time they met.

Huo Mi Yan's suitors, especially Huo Ying Hui, would often cause trouble for Qin Mo.

"Ying Hui, what do you want?" Qin Mo frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Huo Ying Hui's face turned angry. This young man's indifferent expression seemed to suggest that he had just remembered who he was. Considering that Huo Ying Hui was a core disciple of the third generation of the Huo family and a future high-ranking figure in the Huo family, being treated with such disdain by a slightly better-than-waste trash was infuriating.

Instantly, a surge of anger rose in Huo Ying Hui's chest, and he felt a sense of disgust.

"Ha, a slightly better-than-waste trash, why should I stoop to your level?"

Huo Ying Hui shook his head, as if discarding his prejudice, and said in a forgiving tone, "Qin Mo, I won't waste words with you. Today, I'm here to reclaim something that belongs to me. I hope you know your place and return it to me obediently."

"Your thing?" Qin Mo's frown deepened.

"Exactly." Huo Ying Hui sneered, "A few days ago, the assassin who ambushed you stole a gray treasure pouch from me. It's a rare treasure. Thank you for keeping it for me. Now, hand it over."

"Gray treasure pouch? You seem to know a lot. Our Qin family members are quite talkative."

Qin Mo's eyes turned cold, and he said calmly, "The treasure pouch is on me. If you want it, come and take it yourself."

"Ha, I knew you'd say that. Do you still think you're the prodigy you were at 6 years old? Even if you managed to break through to the Warrior realm by chance, the eight-year gap is still there. You're just a little better than waste now."

A hint of malice appeared in Huo Ying Hui's smile, "A waste like you isn't even worth my personal attention."

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Three subtle sounds came from behind, almost imperceptible in the noisy street, but not to Qin Mo's senses.

In his mind, Qin Mo clearly "saw" three inner courtyard guards of the Huo family attacking from behind, their feet kicking through the gaps in the crowd, aiming for his knees and waist.

"One at Martial Disciple Rank 9, two at Warrior Rank 1." Qin Mo assessed the strength of the three attackers.

In front of him, Huo Ying Hui's sneer deepened as he eagerly anticipated the sight of Qin Mo being kicked in the waist and knees, kneeling before him, prostrate on the ground.

At the same time, the people in the private room of the tavern also had a look of anticipation, their faces filled with schadenfreude, eager to see how the former top young prodigy of Fenzhen would be humiliated in the