Chapter 46: Canglang's Seven Absolutes (Seeking Recommendations)

  New books are like tender shoots, needing care and nurturing to grow.

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  He Lian's fire dance stopped, tears streaming down her face as she gazed at the green stone platform where Chen Mo lay bathed in fresh blood. How could there be any joy in her heart? Her heart was like a knife cut, dripping with bitter and sorrowful blood.

  She knew that Chen Mo, the second brother, had a heavy burden on his body. This fierce battle was like stepping on sharp nails and swallowing blood and tears for him, but he fought with all his might to defeat Chen Xuan, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and was a proud son of heaven.

  For her brother, for her. Chen Mo didn't know how much suffering he had endured, how many crimes he had committed, and how much blood he had shed. Tears kept rolling down her cheeks.

  Tribe leader Chen Zhengfeng had already stood up, ready to rescue at any time. The performance of the two young men made him both amazed and ashamed. Chen Mo's black horse burst into a stunning explosion that shocked the entire audience.

  But at the same time, he secretly cheered for his failed son, who lost the competition but didn't lose himself.

  Especially Chen Mo, it was a blow to Chen Zhengfeng's soul. As the only spiritual disciple at the peak, he actually relied on such strong and tenacious willpower, unexpected moves and combat methods, and defeated a spiritual master in a battle across realms.

  This young man's future prospects are really boundless.

  A quiet scene, silent for a long time.

  Suddenly, all sorts of cheers and applause came from all directions, growing louder and louder, the applause thundering like a rolling drumbeat, the cheers surging forward like ten thousand galloping horses.

  From this moment on, no one remembered the congenitally flawed Chen Mo. Only the legendary Chen Mo who forged legends and created brilliance was remembered.

  Standing on the green stage, Chen Mo's tall and straight figure was like a pine tree. He gave Heliang Huowu a faint smile from afar. In an instant, Heliang Huowu's cloudy eyes cleared up, and she hastily wiped away her tears, returning Chen Mo a warm smile.

  Chen Xuan smiled wryly, his moon-white brocade robe was tattered and worn out, as if he was somewhat despondent. But it seemed to have sparked his fighting spirit, and he said loudly: "Chen Mo, you won this time. But next time, I will definitely win." After speaking, he turned around and gazed at He Lian Huo Wu from afar.

  At this moment, He Lian Huo Wu's eyes were filled with thoughts of only one person - Er Ge Chen Mo. She directly ignored Chen Xuan. The journey she had shared with Chen Mo, through thick and thin, couldn't be replaced by Chen Xuan, no matter how much stronger he was.

  "Ahahahaha! With a deep and confident gaze, 'Alright, I'm waiting for you to come at me. But as for the dance part, I think you won't be able to pass.'"

  That is the mutual admiration between people who are open and honest, with a broad mind. They appreciate each other's character, regardless of personal feelings or competition for victory.

  Whether it's some peers or those elders, they are all secretly cheering for these two kids. With such potential and broad-mindedness, the rise of the Chen family in the future may depend on them.

  Among the people present, only Chen Deshui felt as if a huge stone was blocking his heart and mouth, extremely depressed. He tightly grasped the armrest of the chair, his heart filled with extreme shock and anger. After repeated calculations, he still couldn't get rid of this little brat. Instead, he let this little brat steal the show and seize all the attention.

  Now that this kid has made a shocking debut, it's much harder to suppress him in secret, and with narrowed eyes, he ponders his next move.

  The second elder of the arbitration, Chen Guangbiao, also touched his nose and sighed. This year's competition was indeed a thrilling and earth-shaking event that could be recorded in the annals of the Chen family's history. After getting Chen Zhengfeng's nod of approval, he loudly announced: "Chen Mo is the first place winner of this family competition."

  For a moment, there was another round of thunderous applause. Obviously, Chen Mo's performance on the stage had already won the admiration and favor of most people.

  All dust has settled.

  Chen Zhengfeng held up the ancient medicine box, three thousand two gold tickets, and a wooden plaque on the green stone platform. He walked to Chen Mo's front, carefully handed over the box, and said seriously: "Chen Mo, this time you won the first place in the big competition, remember to be humble and cautious. Dedicate yourself to cultivation and strive to break through to Spirit Master as soon as possible."

  "Disciple, remember." Chen Mo nodded solemnly.

  Chen Zhengfeng smiled contentedly and said: "These rewards are all yours, as for the master who will guide your skills, you can choose whoever you want."

  Chen Mo quietly accepted the third-grade elixir 'Nourishing Pulse Pill' and other rewards, nodded and said: "I would like to ask the clan leader for guidance on my cultivation."

  Chen Zhengfeng was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing with great enthusiasm: "Alright, alright, since you think so highly of me, how can I refuse? Maybe when you achieve greatness in the future, I'll even get to bask in your glory. But let's get one thing straight, if you don't work hard, don't blame me for being ruthless."

  Chen Mo's eyes were calm and tranquil, without a hint of fear.

  Below was another burst of noise, originally thought Chen Mo would definitely choose a top-notch elder, but he once again chose the clan leader Chen Zhengfeng. Suddenly felt that Chen Mo was stupid, really stupid?

  Only Chen Xuan knew that Chen Mo was the real Monkey King. The elder was indeed powerful, but they were older and more conservative. Only his own father was truly humble and open-minded, with a demeanor that didn't care about trivial matters, speaking freely without reserve, and would definitely teach him everything he knew.

  A slanting sun cast down, Chen Mo silently threw off a long and narrow shadow, as if foretelling that the road he would walk in the future would be even longer and farther.

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  Everything has been settled.

  Chen Mo stayed at home to recover from his injuries, and he also spent some quality time with his family. However, the effect of the small sprout was not enough to cure his brother's leg.

  Chen Mo had already reached the pinnacle of Lingtong's high-ranking, only one step away from becoming a Ling Master. After a fierce battle with Chen Xuan, he gained insight and seemed to have touched the threshold of promotion. However, temporarily accumulating not enough, recklessly impacting the Ling Master level would be extremely difficult.

  If there were some powerful resources to support this promotion, it might have been a done deal. Moreover, if the young sprout could be cultivated even stronger, combined with the nourishing vein pill, it would be more assured to cure big brother's leg.

  At this thought, Chen Mo ran off to exchange some elixirs.

  "Oh, so it's Chen Mo? I heard you won the championship by defeating the young master a few days ago, quite a reputation." As the manager, Fatso Chen Ji looked up and glanced at Chen Mo before continuing to flip through the account book.

  "Director Chen, I'd like to exchange some elixirs and techniques."

  "Oh?" Chen Ji continued calculating.

  "I need two Qingling Dan, and a manual of 'Neixi Shu'. Neixi Shu was introduced by Chen Xuan. After successful cultivation, it can be used to hide one's true strength by sealing in the Xuan Qi, which is very useful."

  "Qīng líng dān?" Chen Ji heard, then flipped open an account book. "Qīng líng dān is a third-grade spiritual elixir, the market price is at least 7,000 taels of gold, but because you are a core disciple of the family's key cultivation, each one only requires 2,000 contribution points."

  Two thousand contribution points, Chen Mo's heart is trembling. If he didn't remember wrong, now he has around one thousand two hundred contribution points on him, which was obtained from completing the task of Qiu Long mountain range and adding the reward for being first in the Great Competition...

  "Chen Mo, I've checked your account. You have a contribution value of 1,223 points. Don't forget you also have 3,000 gold tickets as rewards, which can be converted into 1,000 contribution points. Just enough to exchange for one..."

  The rustling sound, like the crackling of beans, finally stopped. Chen Mo saw that he had said this much, but the abacus did not reset to zero; instead, he picked up his pen and wrote a long string of numbers on the paper. This Chen Ji actually calculated the money on his body more clearly than he did himself.

  "Although the art of saving interest is not a profound skill, it's equivalent to 1,000 contributions when calculated."

  Isn't it just a trick to accumulate contribution value? Do you need 1,000 contribution values or something? Why don't you go rob instead?

  Chen Mo was speechless for a moment, calculating horizontally and vertically, his own wealth was far from enough. However, he still yearned for the Qingling Dan, which played a crucial role in whether he could advance to the rank of Spiritual Master.

  There is also the art of hiding one's aura, which is a survival-type skillful mystic technique. The world is so dangerous that without some lifesaving skills, you might end up dying in some corner somewhere.

  "Uh, I'm currently the core disciple being heavily cultivated by the family, can't you just let me owe it for now?"

  "Debt... account? Hmm, it's also a way." Chen Ji said, twirling his small mustache.

  "Thank you, Director Chen, for taking care of me." Chen Mo said gratefully. He knew that Chen Ji was always strict and would not let anyone take advantage of him. It's said that even the clan leader had to follow the rules passed down by their ancestors when they came.

  "Alright, I'll give you another chance. The thing you want is worth a total of 5,000 contribution points. No matter how much you owe, it will be calculated at an interest rate of 10% per month."

  "Hmm!" Is it already the first of the month?

  Chen Mo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. This was even more ruthless than a vampire! If he didn't pay back in a year, wouldn't he have to pay double?

  But then again, if this resource can help him become a Ling Master, he'll be making money in no time. For a moment, Chen Mo hesitated, thinking of his big brother and all sorts of things.

  "Alright, I'll borrow it then. I'll borrow three thousand to contribute, and the remaining two hundred or so to contribute, exchange all of them for Spirit Gathering Pills." Chen Mo gritted his teeth and finally decided to take a risk.

  After signing the loan agreement, he rushed to the Scripture Storage Pavilion without stopping. He was now a big debtor, and every moment of time was precious.

  Chen Zhengfeng also began to perform his duties and helped Chen Mo for reference.

  Scripture Pavilion

  "Chen Mo, the best of our Chen family's skills are these three volumes of Gong Fa Xuan Ji, all of which are rare and precious skills." On the top floor of the Zang Jing Lou, Chen Zhengfeng pointed to a red wooden bookshelf, saying with a hint of emotion.

  Chen Zhengfeng, as the head of the family, still considers the interests of the family. With many talented individuals in the family, it naturally becomes prosperous and thriving. Chen Mo may have stolen the spotlight from his son, but the potential he has shown is truly stunning.

  "Pointing to the black leather book on the far right, he said: 'This is the Canglang Gong, a spiritual product of the lower level, which contains not only the heart method but also the Canglang Seven Ultimates. As long as you glimpse the entrance, you can play with water at will. You also know that the Canglang Seven Ultimates are the signature techniques of my Chen ancestors, with incredible power. When cultivated to perfection, they can even move mountains and seas.'"

  "You are cultivating the Wood-based foundational technique, and if you switch to Canglang Gong, there will be a mutual benefit of Water and Wood complementing each other."

  Obviously, Chen Zhengfeng felt that Canglang Gun was very suitable for Chen Mo.

  Chen Mo naturally knew the ferocity of Cang Lang's skill, among which the seven ultimate moves of Cang Lang had also been a renowned and unmatched art in its time. In his heyday, Chen family's old ancestor had once showcased the seven ultimate moves, defeating all other families in the city with ease, leaving no one to surpass him.

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