Chapter Fifty-One: When in Poverty, One Must Change

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  What kind of power is needed to create such a terrifying mark? If the tribe leader were here at this moment, he would also be stunned.

  According to the description of the boundary in the secret technique of Thunder Fist, Chen Mo's kick has obviously reached the level of initial glimpse of the gateway, and its power far exceeds imagination. This is the result of blending a hint of Da Huang Pao Lei Dao Quan intention.

  This formula was personally created by the patriarch of the Swift Thunder Clan, who spent a whole three years to barely reach this level. If it were someone else with slightly worse qualifications, they might not be able to succeed even after ten or eight years of cultivation.

  But in just a short period of tens of days, Chen Mo had already cultivated the first form of Thunderbolt Fist to the point where he was beginning to grasp its underlying principles. Such a terrifying cultivation speed was simply unbelievable.

  Chen Mo, on the other hand, lightly patted his clothes and still had a calm expression. He then casually sat down on the ground and began to ponder the meaning of the second style, as if what had just happened was within his expectations.

  Bēn Léi Sān Shì has an astonishing explosive power and the indestructible characteristic of the Golden System, despite having so many strong advantages, few masters in the family's generations have chosen this special attribute method.

  The reason is that the three forms of Ben Lei are too overbearing, and the strong Xuan Qi moves and damages the meridians inside the body. A lot of time needs to be spent warming up and recovering in between, resulting in an extremely slow cultivation speed.

  Unless there is a large amount of nourishing elixir to assist in cultivation, but this is obviously impossible, the family cannot support anyone's cultivation.

  While Chen Mo was practicing the Thunderbolt Three Forms, he had the help of the tender shoots of the Luminous Divine Tree, easily repairing his damaged meridians and flesh. Not only did it not harm him, but it even produced a tempering effect on his body, making his meridians more resilient with each passing moment.

  Similarly, when cultivating a mysterious skill, most people spend most of their time in the process of warming up their meridians, but Chen Mo directly skipped this most difficult step and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

  "The key to swift and sudden movement lies in the production of great explosive force through the mysterious energy in the legs, assisted by various propulsive forces, which mobilize the whole body's strength, and burst forth with a single effort. This is what is meant by 'explosion', and it involves a considerable consumption of the mysterious energy."

  "And the terrifying thing is that the mysterious energy consumed by the Thunder Cannon is even more frightening. Without elixirs, it's really hard to get by. Every time I sit in meditation to cultivate my energy, after just half a day, it's all depleted, and there's hardly any chance to experience its subtleties. Without resources, every step is difficult!"

  Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a wave of depression when he thought about the contribution value he still owed to his family. As the saying goes, "the poor are good at literature, the rich are good at martial arts", without resources, how can one cultivate? Poor, so poor. He wished that a gold mine would fall from the sky.

  It seems that I can only go to the Qiu Long mountain range for another round of training and see if there's an opportunity to make some money.

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  Time flies, another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

  In the winding dragon mountain range, Chen Mo had gone through hardships and his whole person's spirit had changed greatly from the initial sharpness of a spiritual master to introverted warmth.

  The only thing that hasn't changed much is debt.

  The wealth accumulated in a month is only more than 2,000 gold coins, which is not enough for either repaying debts or cultivating, and it's just a drop in the bucket.

  When he was in a desperate situation, Chen Mo thought of the illness of Zhongxuan's master, Qu Xinghe's daughter.

  From some rumors, the reward of 50,000 taels has become 100,000 taels.

  If I can get this gold, many problems will be solved.

  However, the premise is to cure the illness of that young lady. It is said that many doctors went to treat her with confidence, not only did they fail to cure her, but also made her condition worse and worse. The furious city lord beat those quacks into useless people.

  This news has already spread far and wide within a radius of thousands of miles.

  Although Xiao Lü Ye has a great effect on treatment, it is still unknown what kind of strange disease the young lady with a thousand gold coins has contracted, and all the doctors within a radius of 1,000 miles are at a loss.

  "Whatever, let's go take a look inside the Heavy Mystical City first." Chen Mo couldn't stand Huang Jin's **, steeled himself and decided to try his luck.

  Besides, the tender sprout in the sea of consciousness will become a radiant divine tree in the future. I believe that even if it can't be cured, it will still have some effect. It won't provoke the wrath of Lord Heavy Mysteries.

  After many twists and turns, Chen Mo arrived at the entrance of Chongxuan Qu's mansion.

  In front of the solemn gate, with a calm breath, Chen Mo made his intentions clear after changing his appearance.

  Jia Ding looked up and down at Chen Mo, hesitating for a moment. At this time, several doctors carrying medical boxes came out from the doorway.

  "Huh? Doctor Li, you don't look so good. Are you also at a loss for what to do?" The servant hastily approached and asked cautiously.

  Dr. Li shook his head helplessly, looking embarrassed.

  When he came in, he boasted loudly, but now his face is completely lost. Fortunately, what comforts him is that there are still many people around him who lose face together with him.

  Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Mo, and they saw a notice stuck in his waist. It was like a strong magnet that deeply attracted their line of sight.

  "Excuse me, who is this young man?" Li asked, looking at Chen Mo suspiciously and asking in a low voice.

  "Oh, he said he came to see Miss about her illness."

  Before Chen Mo could speak, a loud burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

  "Hahaha, you said that? I'm dying of laughter!" Dr. Li held his belly and laughed so hard he was doubled over, his white beard pointing towards the sky, his eyes fixed on Chen Mo as if he had just heard the most hilarious joke in the world.

  Other doctors were holding onto door frames, leaning against walls, and some even sat on the ground, making all sorts of loud laughter.

  "Boy, it's for your own good, you'd better go back."

  "May I ask this doctor, what makes you say that?" Chen Mo asked calmly.

  "Little brother, today the lord of Qu City has gathered all the famous doctors in the city for a consultation, but most of them are just here to make a name for themselves. The lord is currently in a bad mood, so I advise you to leave early." The pharmacist sighed and explained patiently.

  Everyone nodded in agreement.

  "Thank you for reminding me, but I have great confidence in my medical skills. I'd like to give it a try." Amidst the crowd's disapproving and skeptical gazes, Chen Mo firmly made his decision.

  "Are you even better than Li, the second-ranked doctor in Chongxuan City?" The servant took a jab at Chen Mo while also taking a swipe at Li, who had previously boasted about his skills without any basis.

  In an instant, Li's face, which had been full of smiles just a moment before, turned ashen. Offending the doctor, this servant was clearly looking for trouble.

  Chen Mo found it very amusing and a hint of a smile appeared on his face, thinking to himself: "What does your medical ranking have to do with me? What are you trying to stop me from doing here?"

  If he doesn't show some real ability, this family's youngest son won't be able to make a name for himself.

  Chen Mo turned around, and everyone thought he was retreating in the face of difficulty. Unexpectedly, he walked to a withered grass in front of him, took out a small bottle of dan medicine from his sleeve, squatted down, and lightly sprinkled two drops on the leaves, muttering softly: "Little grass, little grass, why are you so withered."

  Chen Mo used his pale, slender palm to gently stroke the withered leaves, while using the bright mysterious energy in the sea of consciousness to wipe out a thread of small green liquid on the tender buds. The small green liquid that had no effect on the development of the tender buds followed his palm and moistened the texture of the withered grass, representing the revival of all things, warming up the withered texture inside the grass.

  Gradually, each withered leaf stood up straight, turning from yellow to dark green, full of vitality.

  Chen Mo stood up, put the white jade bottle into his bosom, adjusted his clothes, and had a calm and composed expression. He didn't even turn around to look at them.

  "Ah?" The crowd saw that his potion could actually bring a withered grass back to life. This, this was something that none of them could do, not even the Medicine King could concoct such a potion.

  The crowd that had previously sneered at him now wore deep shock on their faces, for they saw a magical healing power in this young man.

  "Hmph, at such a young age, you're so arrogant." Seeing the unassuming youth in front of him reveal such a move, it was an extreme insult to Dr. Li.

  Chen Mo didn't know what kind of mentality this person had. Just now he said he wasn't capable, but now he's saying he's arrogant.

  "You spent a hundred thousand gold coins on this bottle of medicine, wasn't it just to show off?" At the moment when everyone was shocked, such a sentence suddenly came from the crowd, and everyone seemed to have suddenly realized something, their eyes fixed on Chen Mo, as if looking at a swindler.

  "This is a few kinds of medicinal herbs I picked up by the roadside and made into a secret recipe. You say this bottle is worth 100,000 gold tickets? Then I'll sell it to you for 10,000 silver coins, or even 1,000 will do." Chen Mo took out that bottle of elixir from his bosom again, calm and composed, and walked towards the physician.

  Everyone stared at Chen Mo, his expression was very sincere, wanting to sell it out. This bottle of medicine is obviously real, but selling it for only 1,000 two (a unit of currency) doesn't make sense. Is it really just some ordinary herbs mixed together as he said?

  A group of famous doctors in the city became speechless, several wrinkled old faces, embarrassed and lowered their heads.

  At this time, from behind the crowd came a silvery voice:

  "Are you here to treat Miss's illness, young master?"

  Chen Mo looked up to see a maidservant dressed in Qu's family attire, with slender shoulders and waist, tall and slender figure, oval face, although not a beauty, but still pleasant to look at.

  "Yes, please trouble Miss to pass on." Chen Mo Qian bowed slightly, his tone was gentle and courteous, very respectful, compared to the doctor who thought he was right earlier.

  "I'm just a maid, don't call me miss. Young master, please follow me." The maid smiled and led Chen Mo into the mansion: "I hope you have some skills, otherwise I'll get scolded."

  "Don't worry, miss. I won't let your family's young lady die." Chen walked into the door with a calm and collected demeanor, leaving behind a group of old faces with mixed emotions drifting in the wind.

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