Chapter Thirty-One: A Feast for the Mouth

  (No. 28, which is tomorrow night at 19:30, will conduct a three-river interview, brothers and sisters are welcome to participate)

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  But before he could steady himself, Chen Mo took another half-step forward, his body swaying and his foot stomping. The bluestone ground was subjected to a massive impact, shaking violently, shattering stones, and trembling for an instant.

  One move, the Golden Warrior's power was unleashed without any pause, and before Hu Yong could react, he felt as if a ferocious bull had crashed into his chest, sending him flying backward for several feet until his back slammed against the wall, causing him to tumble down and spew out a mouthful of fresh blood.

  After two moves, Chen Mo stood calmly with his hands behind his back, his blue shirt fluttering in the wind, revealing a hint of carefree and elegant youthful spirit. Gone was even half of the fierce and majestic appearance he had before.

  He and Hu Yong fell to the ground, spitting out blood, a stark contrast. His face was deathly pale as he stared at Chen Mo in shock and horror.

  "Big sister, how much money do we owe the Hu family?" Chen Mo said calmly.

  Such a result, not unexpected. Hu Yongxiu didn't have an upper hand, and he was also arrogant and underestimated Chen Mo, hastily responding to the enemy and falling into a disadvantageous position. Moreover, his practice of moves was not diligent, and the move "Unmoving Mountain" had many loopholes.

  On the contrary, Chen Mo's Golden Fist has not yet reached the Small Success realm, but it already possesses a certain charm and its power is not ordinary, what it lacks is only the fire timing.

  "Mother." Hu Lingping was overjoyed, then a thread of shame said: "Principal and interest, a total of thirty taels of gold owed." At this time, she also blushed, in the past when her father-in-law was alive, she had supported her natal family countless times, adding up to tens or even hundreds of thirty taels. But now, her natal family's people came to her door, clamoring and humiliating her over a paltry debt of thirty taels of gold.

  Although Hu Yong is her junior, after all, he is still a member of her natal family, and it's her face that's being lost.

  Chen Mo took out a 30-tael gold note and slapped it onto Hu Yong's face, saying coldly: "I had thought of beating you to death, but with your kind of goods, even killing you would make my hands dirty. Give you ten breaths' time, get out, otherwise..."

  Before Chen Mo finished speaking, Hu Yong's momentum and courage were suddenly crushed. In a state of shock, he hastily grabbed the gold ticket and fled Chen's residence in disarray.

  Seeing him so timid and afraid of being overpowered, Chen Mo couldn't help but sneer and say: "He's really a petty person."

  Having said that, Chen Mo hurriedly ran to visit Chen Huan and asked with concern: "Is the big sister and big brother okay?"

  "Good boy, I knew you'd do it, you must have done it!" Chen Hao looked at the scene just now, his eyes shining brightly, and excitedly patted him on the shoulder, saying: "That last move of Golden Fist Opening the Way, connecting to Golden Fist Shaking Power, was executed very well with a strong Golden Fist aura. Are you almost reaching the Small Accomplishment Realm?"

  Chen Mo was afraid that his own strength would stir up his brother's painful past, but now he felt much more at ease and smiled wryly: "Brother, don't say anything else." He also wanted to beat that bastard to death, but he didn't want to lose face in front of his mother.

  Instead, he comforted the old lady for a few words and then quickly changed the subject, with a smile on his face: "Brother, sister-in-law. This time our family's Lingtian has made a big harvest. Guess how many kilograms of medium-grade spirit rice we harvested this year?"

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

  "How many catties? Three catties?" He said with a smile, his face slightly pale from years of sitting in a wheelchair.

  As the elder brother, he certainly knew that his younger brother had been feeling guilty about his disability. In order not to make Chen Mo feel uncomfortable, every time they communicated, he was all smiles, full of vigor and positivity.

  But he alone knows how much he suffers, how much pain he endures when he is by himself.

  "This time our family's spiritual field has been blessed with a heavenly harvest, totaling fifty kilograms of medium-grade spiritual rice and four kilograms of high-grade spiritual rice." Chen Mo said with a mischievous grin.

  "How much?"

  Hu Lingping and Chen Haoran were both stunned, staring at Chen Mo with disbelieving eyes. No wonder, their own field was a low-grade spiritual land. Such an astonishing yield was impossible even for mid-grade spiritual lands, only high-grade spiritual lands could produce such harvests.

  The entire Chen family's hundreds of acres of spiritual fields, only one acre is top-grade. For that acre of spiritual field, a heavily guarded fortress was specially built.

  "Second brother, second brother, aren't you overexerting yourself in your cultivation? Have you muddled your brain?" Chen Hao said with a serious and concerned expression: "Or are you intentionally teasing big brother?"

  But Hu Lingping directly used her hand to touch his forehead, full of worried color, could it be that he was possessed by evil spirits and had contracted a muddled illness?

  "Big brother, big sister. You really think I'm talking nonsense? Look at this!" Chen Mo handed a small cloth bag to Hu Lingping.

  A few catties of top-grade ling rice is something one must carry with oneself.

  Hú Língpíng picked up the bag of spiritual rice in confusion, and upon closer inspection, she saw that the grains were shaped like tiny arrows, with a glossy appearance, crystal clear like jade, emitting a faint fragrance that was refreshing to the heart. The spiritual energy was abundant.

  "Ah!" Hu Lingping covered her mouth, almost shouting out loud. Top-grade spiritual rice, indeed top-grade spiritual rice. In the past when Master was still alive, their household was wealthy and they would eat top-grade spiritual rice every year during Chinese New Year, so she naturally recognized it.

  She hastily rummaged through the bag of spiritual rice, and indeed, each grain was crystal clear and of high quality. This unexpected surprise left her stunned and disbelieving on the spot.

  Chen Hao hastily took it over, carefully examined it for a moment, and said in shock: "Second brother, second brother. Where did this come from? This is several catties of top-grade spiritual rice." Top-grade spiritual rice, one catty is worth 100 taels of gold.

  Even when I was at home in my most glorious days, eating this stuff was extremely luxurious.

  "Of course, it's from our own spiritual field." Chen Mo showed off a bit and then didn't dare to scare them again. He only said that during his trip to the Small Sky Cave, he obtained a healing technique that was comparable to the Spiritual Stage. As for the Radiant Divine Clan and the like, they were naturally kept secret. It wasn't that he didn't trust them, but rather he feared causing them unnecessary worry.

  "It's really the blessing of heaven that our Mò Er has finally made it through the difficulties." Hu Língpíng excitedly hugged Chen Mò, tears streaming down her face as she said: "If your elder brother were alive, he would definitely be very pleased."

  "Girl, don't just get excited." Chen Huan finally said in a low voice: "Second brother almost died in the small cave and obtained the spiritual formula, but there are many people in this world who are jealous of others' talents. This matter must not be spread out. Wait until second brother becomes powerful enough to protect himself before saying anything."

  It wasn't until a moment later that everyone's emotions had slightly calmed down and they had accepted the surprising fact from the bottom of their hearts.

  "Old lady, Wuer will be back soon and bring some Huojiao beast meat. Our family hasn't had rice cooked with top-grade spiritual rice for a long time." Chen Mo proposed, "Why not take this opportunity to celebrate properly?"

  Hu Lingping hesitated, but couldn't resist Chen Mo's pleading, so she carefully weighed out half a catty of spiritual rice and went to the kitchen to prepare it.

  Chen Mo accompanied Chen Hao in conversation, and when He Lian Huo Wu returned, the family was reunited. The little eight, exhausted from running around, slept soundly behind the door for several hours before waking up from a daze.

  It had been a long time since the whole family was together and in such high spirits at dinner. Since the death of the eldest uncle, the eldest brother had become disabled and the family's fortunes had declined. Although when they were all together, they could take care of each other and be happy, there was always an inexplicable, lingering gloom in everyone's heart that couldn't be shaken off.

  Now, good news comes one after another. Chen Mo's rise dispels the thick fog and brings a clear sky with a bright moon.

  "Madam, please eat some more. This high-quality spiritual rice has extraordinary effects and can comprehensively regulate your physique. You've been working too hard and laboring for many years." Chen Mo helped Hu Lingping add more rice to her bowl, saying with great concern: "You need to take good care of your body."

  "Mei'er, Wu'er, you are both in a stage of growth and development, so you should eat more."

  "Older brother, eat some more."

  "Wooo~" Xiao Ba also had a seat, stretching his turtle head, gobbling down food quickly, and staring at He Lian Huo Wu's bowl with eager eyes.

  He Lian Huo Wu liked this little turtle, fed it a mouthful. As a foodie, Xiao Ba started to act cute and coquettish, trying to get more of the high-quality spiritual rice.

  "Xiao Ba, you glutton, don't be too greedy or it'll be the death of you." Chen Mo grabbed the turtle's neck and threw it out of the house, ignoring its struggling protests.

  It's indeed top-grade spiritual rice. Chen Mo took a grain of the rice and put it in his mouth, and the top-grade spiritual rice melted as soon as it entered his mouth, flowing into his stomach like a thick, sweet nectar. Immediately after, a refreshing sensation began to spread throughout his body, permeating every inch of flesh and blood, nourishing and warming his body, fully regulating and strengthening his physique.

  After eating a bowl of high-quality glutinous rice, I feel invigorated and refreshed. My complexion is radiant, and my face has become rosier.

  After everyone dispersed, Chen Mo returned to his room, practiced qigong and sat in meditation, tempering his qi and blood. He squeezed out the effect of the Spiritual Rice Porridge completely, not wasting a single bit.

  As he entered a meditative state and his breathing stabilized, a faintly visible spiritual energy swirled around Chen Mo's body. Those that came into contact with the pores of his skin were sucked in greedily, as if they had touched a sponge.

  It was indeed a superior spiritual rice, after he spent two hours cultivating. The bright and mysterious energy became much thicker and purer, and his whole body's qi and blood were extremely vigorous, as if he had endless vitality throughout his body.

  Not only that, but also the tender shoots in his consciousness have benefited greatly, and the roots seem to have thickened a bit, while the young leaves are half a shade greener.

  This made Chen Mo marvel at the power of high-quality spiritual rice, and secretly wonder that if those rich young masters from large families grew up eating high-quality spiritual rice every day, how powerful would they become?

  It seems that the road ahead is still very long. However, no matter what, I must make a name for myself in this world. With the help of the Great Brightness Divine Technique and the sapling of the Brightness Divine Tree, I will eventually set foot on the clouds.

  Chen Mo made a silent determination at the same time, and Turtle Xiao Ba was also reminding him of his presence with a low cry, as if it were also a powerful helper.

  "You glutton, don't drag me down and I'll let you off." Chen Mo fiercely flicked its turtle head.

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