Chapter 23: The Lingtian Crisis

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  "Ahhh——" A sharp pain shot through his long-numb legs, making Chen Huan's face contort in agony, yet he was ecstatic. The atrophied meridians in his legs had lost all sensation for many days, like two lifeless wooden sticks, and this kind of pain was something he hadn't dared to imagine before.

  Right away, wave after wave of coolness, as if it were a gushing spring on a summer day, spread out from the painful meridians, nourishing the long-dried-up channels.

  Chen Hao was already excited and at a loss for words, muttering to himself for half a day without saying anything, his eyes filled with tears of excitement, his expression full of anticipation and excitement.

  It's been a year, a whole year. At this moment, a glimmer of something called hope is rising in Chen Huan's heart.

  The healing power of the green liquid is indeed formidable. Those withered muscles, shriveled tendons, under its nourishment are gradually recovering vitality and vigor, although slowly, but visibly to the naked eye.

  After a while, the green liquid energy was exhausted. This treatment had some fundamental improvements on Chen Huan's leg, but unfortunately, it didn't play a decisive role, only improvement.

  Chen Mo's expression turned gloomy as he stood there, filled with remorse and speechless.

  Ke Chenhuan was extremely excited, after this treatment, he could clearly feel the qi in his legs moving and a surge of vitality. He even felt a slight numbness and pain, when he tried to lift his leg, it could slightly move now. He couldn't help but let out a silly laugh.

  "Big brother, I'm not strong enough now, so I can only help you slowly." Chen Mo looked at his big brother's rarely seen smile and his mood also improved a lot: "I will work hard to cultivate as soon as possible and get your body treated as soon as possible for big brother."

  "Don't worry, don't worry." Chen Hao suppressed his joy and said incoherently, "Being able to do so is my hope. I'm not anxious, but you should be careful not to overexert yourself, leaving irreparable internal injuries."

  "It's all my fault, big brother..."

  "I've said it before, the past is already gone, don't feel guilty. We're brothers, whoever dares to touch you, I'll make them pay with my life. Even if we had to start all over again, I wouldn't hesitate for a moment. I believe that if this happened to me, your choice would be the same."

  Chen Mo's eyes reddened, and he nodded heavily. In his heart, he muttered to himself: "Big brother, don't worry, I will definitely cure you, let you recover your former spirit and vitality, and make Nan Gong Ice Color regret treating you like that before. I will definitely do it."

  With a surge of emotions, Chen Mo's face was filled with determination. He went to the backyard and began practicing his Xuan skill, over and over again, silently cultivating the Golden Fist, carefully pondering its profound meaning and connotation.

  Strive to cultivate, seeking nothing more than the hundred-foot pole head, and further, being able to possess more Xuan Qi to nourish the green liquid.

  The current tender shoots are too tender, and the green liquid's efficacy cannot fully cure Big Brother. Only by absorbing heavenly treasures and earthly gems can the tender shoots grow luxuriantly. If at that time I possess even more powerful and abundant green liquid, then Big Brother's recovery is just around the corner.

  A loud voice kept echoing in his mind. Growing louder, stronger, and even more intense, the vital energy within him seemed to have heard the roar of his heart, frantically rushing towards his fist.

  "Boom!"

  One punch, the large stone slab in the courtyard was hit violently, instantly covered with fine lines like spider webs. In an instant, the stone slab collapsed with a loud crash, and a burst of stone dust flew into the air...

  One night several days later.

  The bright moon is in the sky, with a few stars scattered about. The insects are chirping softly, and the clear breeze is blowing gently.

  At the top of the mountain, Chen Mo lay on the grass like a dead dog, his muscles and meridians filled with intense fatigue. His hands were so tired that he didn't even have the strength to wipe away his sweat, but a satisfied smile hung from the corner of his mouth. For three years, he had been practicing here every night, exhausted but making no progress, enduring the humiliation of being called "trash". But now, although he was tired, he had gained something - every drop of sweat he had shed had yielded tangible rewards.

  A gentle breeze swept across his face, bringing infinite coolness and comfort.

  "Wow!"

  Chen Mo took a deep breath, clenched his fists and a determined look appeared on his slightly immature face.

  The little eight lying beside him glanced at Chen Mo with a proud and lazy look, stretched out his head to bite a blade of grass.

  "Pffft, pffft, pffft"

  What flavor is this, it's so busy spitting out.

  "Hmm, Xiao Ba, you said that old tortoise told me about the Radiant Divine Clan, is it true?" Chen Mo turned around, stroking the back of the little turtle, and chuckled.

  "Puff, puff——" The little turtle wouldn't give up and changed to another type of grass, chewed for two mouthfuls then spat it out again, sniffing non-stop with a hungry look all over its face, looking pitiful.

  "Will the Great Brightness Divine Technique really become a divine technique in the future? Will that tender branch really become a Brightness Divine Tree, bearing fruit of astonishingly powerful Brightness Angels?" Chen Mo turned around, his hands clasped together and placed on his head, staring blankly at the bright moon, feeling both uncertain and hopeful about his own future.

  Chen Mo had already faintly grasped the power of the Great Brightness Divine Technique and the Inverse Heaven effect of the Tender Shoot. However, whether it was the Great Brightness Divine Technique or the Tender Shoot, they both required enormous resources to nourish them, requiring the absorption of high-level techniques and heavenly treasures. But for him, these were all things that he could only hope for but not attain.

  "Alas..." Chen Mo sighed deeply again, thinking that if he had a spiritual elixir to help him quickly recover his vital energy and advance his cultivation, he would definitely be able to practice for several days and nights without rest, improving his skills and vital energy by several levels. He could also help his brother recover from his leg injury faster and fulfill one of his wishes.

  "If only I had an endless supply of 'Small Gathering Spirit Pills' now." Chen Mo muttered to himself, blinking his eyes rapidly.

  "Xiao Jui Ling Dan", as the name suggests, is a pill that gathers spiritual energy and quickly restores the body's vital energy. It has some benefits for cultivation and belongs to the lower-grade pills that are not of high quality. However, for Chen Mo who was extremely poor, it was like a treasure from heaven.

  With a "pu" sound, the little turtle directly spat a mouthful of water on his face, as if breaking his beautiful dream, and more like disdain for this kind of elixir.

  "You little thing, you even dare to spit at your master, just you wait..." Chen Mo sat up and picked up the small turtle, but it had already quickly withdrawn its head into its shell.

  Chen Mo smiled secretly and put the turtle on the ground before sitting on its back.

  "Who?"

  Chen Mo's cultivation had made great progress, and his five senses had been greatly enhanced. He sensed that there was a figure in the distant dark forest, and he coldly shouted a sentence.

  "Second brother, it's me, Wu Er."

  Before seeing her figure, a crisp and melodious voice like a silver bell came over first.

  Under the bright moonlight, He Lianhuo danced with a fiery passion, wearing a red dress, walking over with a smile, her delicate face, with a warm and gentle smile, her eyes flowing like a soft moonlight, making people unable to help but be enchanted by that unique warmth and vitality of a woman.

  "Wan'er, how did you come?" Chen Mo stood up to greet her.

  "Second brother, look at this." As Chen Mo walked closer, He Lian Huo Wu pulled out a bottle of dan medicine from behind her back and shook it in front of him. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her autumn water-like eyes curved into shallow crescent moons, looking extremely cute.

  "Hui Xuan Dan? Wu Er, where did you get this from?" Chen Mo held the dan medicine that he had been dreaming of just a moment ago and examined it carefully in his hand. He was extremely excited, and his rapid speech revealed the great surprise in his heart.

  Upon hearing the three words 'Hui Xuan Dan', Xiao Ba, the black tortoise, was like he had heard of a treasure, quickly stretching his head out to its limits, staring intently at the small bottle in Chen Mo's hand.

  "Hmm, Second Brother, you don't need to worry about this. It's something Hua'er managed to get on her own." Seeing Chen Mo's delighted expression, He Lian Huo Wu's heart felt particularly pleased, and the smile on her face became even more radiant and captivating.

  "If you don't say it, Second Brother won't accept it." Chen's tone suddenly turned serious, he loved his little sister dearly and didn't want her to risk herself for him.

  He Lian Huo turned around, lowered her head, and retracted her smile. Her hands were unnaturally clenched together.

  "Are you secretly going to the mountains to pick spiritual medicine again without telling Second Brother?" Chen Mo said as he walked in front of her.

  She furrowed her brow, lightly biting her lip, and moved her small mouth, but remained silent. She knew that her second brother had always opposed her going to the mountain to pick spiritual grass, as the ferocious beasts inside were extremely fierce, fearing she would encounter danger. However, she really wanted to help him improve his cultivation, so she secretly ran to the mountain to pick some low-grade spiritual medicine and exchanged it for a bottle of Hui Xuan Dan at the market.

  "I was just trying my luck around the outskirts..." He Lianhuo muttered in a small voice, defending herself.

  "Wu Er, I know you're doing it for my own good, but this bottle of Dan medicine I absolutely cannot have." Chen Mo pulled up He Lian Huo Wu's hand and put the small bottle back in her hand, still with a hint of anger: "I'm telling you, from now on, no more repeatedly going on adventures."

  Seeing Second Brother's insistence on refusal, a layer of dark clouds began to shroud Huo Wu's delicate face, and rainwater had already gathered in her bright eyes.

  "Wu Er, Second Brother promises you, I will definitely rely on my own efforts to become the strongest ruler on this continent, and not let you or our family members be bullied by anyone again." Chen Mo said under the bright moonlight, facing the vast expanse of the sky, his expression firm and resolute, his tone as hard as iron, ringing out loud. It was more a promise to himself than to Huo Wu.

  "Uh-huh, Wu Er has always believed." He Lian Huo Wu nodded obediently and affectionately wrapped his arm around his brother's, saying: "Second Brother, Wu Er will definitely listen obediently."

  At this time.

  "Bang, bang, bang" The sound of gongs and drums came from the foot of the mountain. Chen Mo and Huo Wu hurried to the edge of the cliff to take a look, and saw that their own spiritual field was lit up with torches, as if something had happened.

  "Something's wrong, our farm seems to have encountered a problem." He Lian Huo Wu hastily said to Chen Mo.

  "It's Lingtian, we must keep this year's spiritual rice." Chen Mo said, his face changed, and he hastily rushed down the mountain.

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