Chapter 119: The Goddess's Wrath

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  As Mu Lingwei's voice rang out with a "Condense!", a supreme-grade Small Gathering Spirit Pill, shining like a precious gemstone, gently fell into her palm.

  Such a wonderful and unparalleled technique made Chen Mo's heart surge with excitement, and he couldn't help but applaud silently, secretly exclaiming "Good!"

  This initial glimpse of profound meaning is truly wonderful.

  "Chen Mo, you must practice diligently." Mulan Wei fed the small Gathering Spirit Pill to Xiao Baizui, who had been wagging its tail and begging pitifully at her feet for some time. "Your current abilities are not enough to control the fire and refine high-grade elixirs," she said. "Start from the basics and don't pursue speed; take it one step at a time."

  Mulingwei patted the little eight's head and said: "After you're proficient, I'll teach you how to refine the Resurrection Dan."

  Having spoken, he walked towards the small building of Youhuang.

  Chen Mo rushed towards Mulan's background and made a long bow with great respect.

  "Disciples, remember the teachings!"

  Mu Lingwei's mouth slightly curved upwards, and she said to Chen Mo with her back turned: "Chen Mo, I feel that I have made a breakthrough, so I need to go into seclusion for a few days. If you need any medicinal materials, use my jade token to collect them."

  As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared into the entrance of the secluded pavilion, leaving behind only a wisp of fragrance like that of orchids.

  With Shizun Mulingwei's closed door.

  Time, day by day is passing away.

  These days, Chen Mo would finish watering the spiritual fields early every day, and after eating breakfast, he would go to practice. In the afternoon, he would jump down from the Suspended Pavilion to receive medicinal materials. Afterwards, he would repeatedly practice the art of alchemy until nightfall. At night, he would sit quietly outside Master Mu Lingwei's closed-door seclusion, meditating and waiting for her to emerge after advancing in level.

  Mulingwei's room was always radiant and flowing, vaguely visible, it could be seen that the place had been arranged with talismans and seals beforehand to prevent the leakage of Xuan Qi. However, Chen Mo, who was sitting quietly in front, was still blown away by the leaked Xuan Qi several times, rolling on the ground for several rounds.

  No wonder he's a high-ranking innate expert. If Master makes another breakthrough, it'll be Innate Ninth Rank already, just one step away from becoming a Heavenly Rank Sovereign. And in the entire Great Wind Nation, there are only a handful of renowned Heavenly Rank Sovereigns with names and surnames.

  If Master can achieve the Heavenly Stage, then in the future, I, Chen Mo, will be able to walk sideways in the Great Wind Country. Who would still dare to bully me? At that time, just mentioning Master's name will be enough to scare people to death.

  Some of those who pretend to be powerful, like Chen Mo, feel delighted in their hearts.

  This night, the moon is cool and breezy, with thin clouds like silk. The copper bell on the eaves of the pavilion is ringing "ding-dong, ding-dong" in the wind.

  Mulingwei's room is radiant with great work, and the spiritual energy is circulating. It seems that it has already reached the final juncture of breakthrough and upgrade.

  That day, Chen remained silent and didn't leave for a moment.

  But he didn't know that his own guard had already been seen by Mulingwei with her divine sense, and at this moment, Mulingwei swallowed another elixir, quietly focusing her mind to make the final breakthrough.

  Sitting upright under the eaves, sorting and weighing. Silently arranging the returned medicinal herbs needed for the Dan practice, he suddenly felt a hint of something unusual, his mind stirred, and like a mysterious net, it quickly spread out.

  Someone!

  He turned around and rushed towards the entrance of the small building in the distance.

  Under the moonlight. A person in black clothes with a covered face, slender and tall, was searching around in the suspended pavilion, rapidly looking for something.

  The man in black moved extremely lightly, without making a single sound. But unexpectedly, he was discovered and startled. Turning his head to look back, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, revealing a burst of murderous aura.

  "How dare you, a thief, to steal things in the Hanging Pavilion!" Chen Mo was scanned by the black-clothed man with a glance, as if he had been splashed with cold water, and his heart felt a chill. However, this Hanging Pavilion was his own home, so he let out an angry shout and rushed forward with his fist raised.

  That person didn't wait for Chen Mo to come over and instead met Chen Mo's fist with a palm. As their fists and palms made contact, a strong gust of wind burst out in all directions.

  "Born to be strong?"

  Chen Mo was knocked back several steps by the black-clothed man's seemingly effortless palm strike, his internal energy and blood churning with a secretly alarming feeling. In this Long Spring Valley, there were only a few people who had reached the Xiantian stage.

  "Hmm!"

  The man in black let out a cold snort, knowing that Mulingwei had been in seclusion recently. However, he didn't dare to be too proud of himself, and immediately rushed towards Chen Mo, wanting to take advantage of the situation and kill him before escaping.

  Not waiting for Chen Mo's reaction, another palm strike came, and the dark and mysterious energy covered the sky and earth.

  Chen Mo stomped his foot and a fierce Thunder Cannon shot out to meet the attack.

  Fists and palms intersected, the air was surging with energy, clothes fluttering wildly. The black-clad man retreated half a step back, while Chen Mo continuously retreated over ten steps before crashing into the wall. This person wasn't remotely as strong as his master, who was an innate high-ranking expert, but neither could he withstand a head-on confrontation.

  However, since this is home, I must protect it with my life. With a surge of the Bright Mystical Aura, a thin layer of golden aura shield burst forth from his body, the Golden Bell Shield, this mystical technique that had saved his life countless times, was extremely practical.

  "Arrogant little brat." Facing Chen Mo's fearless charge once again, the black-clothed man snorted in disdain: "Since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish."

  He raised his hand and a surge of energy burst forth, swirling around him in a vortex that shot upwards like a thick wall of water. It abruptly halted Chen Mo's swift approach, which was accompanied by threads of lightning intent. After dissipating the force with a palm, another solid slap landed squarely on Chen Mo's chest.

  Snap!

  The golden bell shook violently several times and almost shattered.

  Through the golden bell cover, the transmitted power shook Chen Mo, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and he fell to the ground with his face up before he could catch his breath. The black-clothed man attacked again, with an aura that would not rest until he killed him.

  Chen Mo's feet kicked the ground repeatedly, and he retreated backwards. At the same time, a green liquid was activated to calm down his internal injuries, which were churning and boiling over. Chen Mo, who didn't dare to exert too much pressure on the small green leaf, gritted his teeth and stood up again, and once more clashed with the black-clothed man.

  Having learned from the previous two reckless lessons, Chen Mo dared not to advance rashly and retreated while fighting. Although his cultivation and mystic skills had improved greatly, he was still far inferior compared to the pre-heavenly black-robed expert in front of him.

  After a few moves, Chen Mo was once again overpowered by the black-clothed man's overwhelming strength, his fists already grasped in the other's hands. This was a common tactic used by high-level strongmen to bully others with their superior power, just like an adult bullying a child.

  "Despicable!" Chen Mo gritted his teeth. It seemed that he could only use this move now, and with a fierce burst of energy, his eyes flashed with lightning.

  Unfortunately, he had yet to make a move when the man in black kicked him in the chest.

  With a loud crash, the Golden Bell Shield, which had been withstanding the consecutive blows, finally shattered and vanished into nothingness.

  Technique number one broken, Chen Mo's internal organs were severely shaken, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he flew backward, crashing into the wall with a faint crack, and softly collapsed to the ground.

  The corners of his mouth were stained with fresh blood, and his eyes were like those of a beast that had fallen into a trap, staring fixedly at the hunter who was approaching him step by step.

  "The kid's got some skills." The man in black said with a fierce glint in his eye: "Unfortunately, your time is up!"

  The man in black raised his hand and slapped Chen Mo Tianling's forehead.

  As he watched the approaching black palm, Chen Mo's mind was crystal clear. Although this person was a congenital strongman, he must be only at the initial stage of congenital power. In a normal fight, it would be difficult for him to win. However, if he could catch his opponent off guard, he might still be able to kill him. At this moment, the Xuan Qi in his Dantian had been stimulated to its limit, and even his muscles were bulging. The Golden Vajra Subduing Demon was like a dormant dragon, ready to burst out at any moment.

  Suddenly, a surging dark green aura burst out from within the secluded and humble abode.

  In the thick, dark green aura, a whip-like thorny vine sprang out and wrapped itself around the black-clad man's arm. As it swung upwards, the black-clad man was sent flying high into the air.

  Before the black-clad man landed, whip after whip came down. The black-clad man hastily waved his palm to block them, and the air was filled with a flurry of whips.

  After a count of breaths, a whip struck the chest, the black-clad man's protective vital energy was broken, and a trail of blood flew out from in front of the black-clad man's eyes, like bursting red roses, falling to the ground.

  It turned out that Mulingwei had already broken through the Jinxian level and reached Xiantian 9th rank. The black-clothed man knew he was no match, so he didn't dare to drag it on for long. He suddenly shook open the thorny whip that was following his shadow, grabbed a short table and an ancient zither from one side, and threw them at Mulingwei.

  "Don't move anything here!" Mu Lingwei shouted, swinging her whip to steady the flying guqin.

  The man in black listened, and his mind moved. He waved his hand and the bottles and jars around him, along with the wooden shelves, were all thrown at Mu Lingwei like smoke bombs. Immediately afterwards, he slapped the roof fiercely several times, and a large amount of sand and soil mixed with orchid fragments poured down.

  "Bastard!" Mu Lingwei gazed at the scattered orchid petals, uttering a curse for the first time. The surrounding dark energy surged, and with a loud "Boom", a palm shadow wrapped in dark energy struck the black-clad man's chest. A dull thud was heard, followed by several retreating steps before he fell to the ground, his face cloth stained with fresh blood that dripped onto the floor.

  The man in black reacted quickly, immediately turning over and jumping down from the suspended pavilion, disappearing into the night.

  Chen Mo struggled to get up, looking at it again and again, trying to use the Wanling finger to save the orchid, but because the orchid was already broken, the useless Wood Spirit Wei felt a pang of heartache and anger.

  "I know who it is, I'll go find them." Chen Mo said and rushed out, his anger soaring.

  "What's the use of going?"

  Chen Mo's face turned somewhat pale with rage, and he said loudly: "But Master, are we to let them bully us?" Standing beside Mu Linwei, full of indignation.

  Muling Wei's fingers tightly grasped, facing the handful of scattered orchids, silently enduring for a long time. Faintly, it seemed as if tiny water droplets fell onto the broken petals.

  Suddenly, Mu Lingwei spoke up: "Chen Mo, if you can't win the duel against Dan Bi and take first place, I'll skin you alive."

  Although it was just a faint sound, Chen Mo felt as if he had been doused with cold water and shuddered, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

  After that, the Master's wooden spirit, Mu Lingwei, suddenly whipped out her whip in mid-air with a loud crack, and petals rained down from the sky, beautiful to the extreme.

  But Chen Mo was already trembling to the extreme in his heart, kidding? The master's Wanling whip is full of thorns and reverse spikes... If this were to be used on himself, uh, just thinking about it makes him shiver.

  This time, I must get first place in the martial arts competition.

  Alas... No matter who it is, if you provoke the Goddess Master, you're dead for sure.

  ……(。。)