Chapter Thirty-Four: Preparing for the Tribal Comparison

  "Second Brother." Seeing Chen Mo open the door, He Lianhuo waved his hand in greeting.

  "Wu Er, is there something?" Chen Mo asked, having closed the door for several days to cultivate, He Lian Huo Wu hadn't neglected himself, but also hadn't disturbed him on purpose, suddenly coming over, presumably because of some matter.

  With an air of mystery, He Lianhuo said, "The tribal martial arts competition has been announced, and the rewards are extremely generous."

  Chen Mo listened quietly, his interest doubled, although he didn't have a grasp on the tribal comparison now, but he also didn't want to miss the opportunity. The current shortage of cultivation resources had made him very eager. Without thinking much, he immediately asked: "What reward?"

  "First prize, three thousand two gold tickets..."

  "Three thousand taels of gold tickets?" Chen Mo asked in surprise before He Lianhuo finished speaking. To think that three thousand taels of gold could exchange for how many Small Gathering Spirit Pills, with three thousand taels of gold tickets, why buy Small Gathering Spirit Pills, directly buying some First-Grade Elixirs wasn't impossible either?

  "What else?"

  Seeing his eager expression, He Lian Huo Wu covered her face and smiled slyly, continuing to say: "There's also a nourishing pulse pill." The last three words seemed to be spoken in fear that he wouldn't hear clearly, so she deliberately emphasized each word.

  "Wan'er, are you talking about Nourishing Pulse Pills?" Chen Mo suddenly jumped up, that was...

  "Yes, Yang Wei Dan." He Lian Huo Wu's face turned serious as he said, "Second brother, you absolutely didn't hear wrong."

  Chen Mo's face turned solemn, and he thought to himself: "If I can get the Nourishing Pulse Pill, won't my brother's damaged pulse be able to be treated?"

  He Lianhuo could naturally guess what he was thinking now. After his brother's disability, the family had declined, and being able to restore his brother to normal was already a top priority for him.

  Chen Mo continued thoughtfully: "Second brother, it's not just these, but also something very important."

  "What's more, what else?" Chen Mo exclaimed in surprise as he came out of his thoughts. It seemed that this competition was highly valued within the clan.

  He Lianhuo raised his hands behind his back, seemingly pretending to be mysterious, and deliberately teased him with a "hmm..."

  At this time, Chen Mo obviously wanted to know more about the two rewards that had already excited him. He asked eagerly: "Dance Girl, tell me quickly."

  "The most important reward is that the one who gets first place can choose an advanced technique from the clan's scripture pavilion, which will be personally guided by the clan leader or other elders." He Lian Huo Wu deliberately raised his tone.

  Chen Mo seemed hesitant and repeated: "Choose one of the mysterious skills, and the clan leader will personally guide you? Isn't that learning the Chen family's ancestral mysterious skill?"

  "Not bad."

  To know that the clan leader personally guides, it already means recognition within the clan. Who can get this honor, isn't it a step to heaven? Maybe others also want to get it, but it's certain that including other rewards, one's own desire is much stronger than others'.

  It's not easy to be the first, Chen Mo was very clear about his current strength. Even with the help of Nian Zhong, he could cultivate faster and more refined than ordinary people, but unfortunately, the cultivation resources were scarce, and a clever woman couldn't cook without rice.

  The Great Bright Divine Key is powerful and has great growth potential, but after all, it's only the first layer.

  He Lianhuo seemed to see through his doubts, and with a wave of her jade-like fingers, she produced a delicate milky white porcelain bottle from her sleeve. With both hands, she presented it to him, saying: "Second Brother, I know you've been working hard on your cultivation lately. Take these three Small Gathering Spirit Pills and use them."

  Chen Mo, who was just excited, saw her like this and felt a pang of heartache. The elixir that was originally not much left, He Lian Huo Wu still had more than half left for herself. As an older brother, he owed her deeply.

  "Wan'er, you......" Chen Mo's words were left unspoken.

  He Lian Huo Wu quickly put down the jade bottle and said, "Second brother, I still need to go cultivate, see you later."

  Without waiting for Chen Mo's reaction, she turned around and ran off quickly, leaving behind a faint silhouette that disappeared in an instant.

  For a moment, Chen Mo was filled with emotions, clenched his fist, and made up his mind. He must get the Dan medicine as soon as possible and regain all the lost glory in this clan competition. If he could get first place, it wouldn't just be those rewards. It would also attract the high attention of the clan leader, and at that time, Chen De Shui would have to think twice before making a move against him.

  At least, he absolutely dare not mess with his family members again until he has solved himself.

  He tightly grasped the jade bottle in his hand, but thinking was one thing, and actually doing it was not that easy. Including Chen Xuan, there were several peers who had reached the pinnacle of the Spiritual Disciple's high stage.

  Even now that the Consciousness Sea's Huan Ye no longer massively absorbs his own Xuan Qi, he still finds it somewhat difficult to break through in a short period of time. A few Small Gathering Spirit Pills are far from enough.

  Most importantly, if one wants to be the first, they must surpass Chen Xuan. Only when one's cultivation reaches the peak of the Spiritual Disciple's high rank can they barely qualify.

  This time, the family's spiritual rice harvest is bountiful. Apart from being used by family members themselves, there will be some extra gold. But that must ensure the family's use, and one can't exhaust the last bit of resources in the family like a vampire, right?

  After some thought, Chen Mo could only use this thing, taking out the jade box containing the Cold Spirit Grass. Even if it wasn't for the clan comparison, he himself needed to advance as soon as possible, and with strength, he could solve one problem after another.

  He had a rough estimate in his mind, so he tidied himself up and set off immediately for Chongxuan City.

  ……

  Chongxuan City was over three hundred miles away from home, but with Chen Mo's Lingtu middle stage and the added ability to use the Willow Body Technique to speed up his journey, he arrived in less than half a day. The road was treacherous, and he had to stop several times to catch his breath, which he used as an opportunity to practice his Willow Body Technique.

  Once again, he returned to the magnificent and boundless Heavy Profound City. Chen Mo also felt a hint of melancholy. The last time, it was his elder brother who brought him here. Now, everything had changed, and people were no longer the same.

  At the entrance of the city, several ethnic guards suddenly ran out from inside the city. The crowd parted to make way for them. The leader held a yellow banner in his hand and had a serious look on his face. He pushed aside a frail-looking young man who was standing in front of him and walked quickly to the edge of the city wall.

  The young man, though appearing vulnerable on the surface, was actually steady and composed, effortlessly dodging and gliding away with a smooth movement, as if skating on ice. He came to a stop with a casual sidestep, looking elegant and natural.

  He was wearing an ordinary green shirt, a black silk belt around his waist, and a white cloak over it. Although he looked lean and neat, his pale yellow face gave people a sense of malnutrition, and the feeling that he couldn't withstand the hardships of life. He had completely lost his usual elegant and refined demeanor.

  Seeing those guards rushing about, he was certain that something big had happened inside the city. The young man stopped in his tracks and fixed his eyes on them.

  The poster unfolded, and a bystander with the appearance of a scholar read aloud: "The city master's daughter, who recently accompanied him on a hunting trip in the suburbs, suddenly felt unwell after returning to the city, showing signs of poisoning. Now it is announced externally that anyone who can cure her will be rewarded with 50,000 taels of gold." The crowd murmured and discussed among themselves.

  A single line of words caused everyone including Chen Mo to sigh endlessly, "a reward of 50,000 taels of gold".

  The rich and prosperous city of Chonghua indeed has a loving master, as can be seen from the way he treats his daughter. "That's a thousand pieces of gold, but it's worth ten thousand pieces of gold." The young man muttered to himself, seeing the reward, his eyes lit up like seeing hope. He also made up his mind that if he could cure her, getting this generous reward would indeed bring many benefits.

  But thinking that it was the city master's daughter who was poisoned, it must have been treated by many famous doctors and masters before seeking outside help. Although he had some skills, he didn't dare say that he could cure her. Moreover, the Lord of Heavy Mystery was Qu Xinghe, such a person who knew everything in heaven and earth had no strategy to stick up a notice to seek medical treatment, how could he dare to take risks lightly?

  He turned and walked into the city, although the city was bustling. But he didn't linger, walking straight to a pharmacy door, roughly sizing it up.

  Only the three golden characters "Xuandan Pavilion" were seen, hanging at the door, apparently from a famous family. The two golden copper lock circles on the red wooden door also had some years, and with the use of high-quality red wood for the signboard, showing the difference of Xuandan Pavilion.

  "Huangdang Pavilion" bought and sold a dragon, people from all around came here to trade, the crowd was endless.

  Just as he was about to step inside, a figure flew out of the shop and rushed towards him. Chen Mo's eyes were quick, and with one hand on the man's back, he retreated two steps to steady himself. Only then did he get a clear look at the man, a middle-aged male whose expression showed that he was seriously injured.

  The man struggled to prop himself up, one hand clutching his chest, and violently spat out a mouthful of hot blood. Before he could ask what was happening, a white figure flashed into the room, accompanied by a burst of energy between its palms, whistling as it arrived, like a column of water, seemingly beautiful and transparent, but clearly visible with thick killing intent.

  No time to dodge, had to take it head-on.

  He saw his spine straighten, a surge of powerful energy transmitted to the toes of his feet. With a "pop" sound, the stone floor with a thickness of at least an inch suddenly cracked and collapsed, his toes deeply inserted into the gap, one move of Evergreen, proudly unmoving like a pine tree, first stabilized his body.

  Chen Mo's mysterious energy ignited and surged rapidly towards his arms, condensing into two fists in an instant. The cyan-green aura burst forth like a combustion point, borrowing the force of his outstretched arm to collide with the incoming transparent "water pillar".

  Bang!

  One fist and one palm collided together.

  The surrounding area within a radius of several hundred meters was affected by the strong air blast, with dust flying everywhere.

  The onlookers were shocked, the sickly-looking youth in front of them had actually managed to block a blow that contained fifty percent of his strength. Moreover, it was achieved using the inferior lower-grade technique, "Big Road's Mysterious Skill".

  Chen Mo took a deep breath, gazing coldly at the white-clad youth who appeared to be seventeen or eighteen years old. He had an air of slight arrogance and seemed quite capable. Several followers trailed behind him.

  The followers saw the situation, and one by one they were eager to try. Among them, a man in green clothes was particularly special, apparently not an ordinary person. Seeing that the white-clothed youth stretched out his hand to stop the entourage, he measured Chen Mo, seeing that although he was dressed roughly, it was difficult to conceal the hint of spirituality in his eyes.

  "For a moment, he couldn't figure out where the other was from, and didn't dare to be rude, only furrowing his brow to say: 'What kind of person are you? What brings you to Xuandan Pavilion?'"

  Chen Mo came to sell Ling Cao, preparing for the clan comparison three months later, and didn't want to provoke trouble. He said calmly: "I'm Xuan Yuan Mo, I just counterattacked after being attacked, that's all. I came here to exchange a stalk of Ling Cao for some Dan medicine."

  Xuanyuan was originally Chen Mo's mother's surname, and after disguising herself, she changed her name to Xuanyuan Mo.