107: Chapter 107 Preparation

Monday, 6:00 AM. Chen Zhen opened his eyes right on time.

Seven points of light slowly rotated within his Dantian. After a night of Cultivate, his Cultivation had increased by a full three hundred points.

Qi Refining Level 6, three hundred and fifty.

With the support of the seven fragments, his Cultivate efficiency had reached an unbelievable level.

He stood up and walked over to the pots of spiritual plants.

Nourished by the Seven-Path Heavenly Star Formation, the growth of the six pots of spiritual plants could no longer be described as just "fast."

The four soul-calming grass plants had bloomed with a total of thirty flowers overnight. The Mint leaves were so dense it looked like they were about to burst, and the third batch of the wild soul-calming grass had already grown to half a person's height, with seeds even beginning to form at the tips.

He picked the flowers, harvested the leaves, and collected the seeds.

Stock of anshen flower powder: 800 grams.

Mint leaves: 2,000 leaves.

soul-calming grass seeds: one large bag, enough to plant dozens of new pots.

It would last for a long time.

He walked to the workbench and took out the stack of blank talisman paper.

Today, he needed to draw a new batch of talismans—prepared specifically for sending Shen Mo over.

Fifty each of Protective Talisman, Purification Talisman, Stability Talisman, and Guidance Talisman.

One after another, golden light flickered throughout the Secret Base.

Halfway through drawing, there was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Zhou Rui pushed the door open and walked in, holding a flower pot in his hands.

The soul-calming grass in the pot had already grown to a foot tall, the golden edges on its leaves clearly visible, and a small flower bud had even emerged at the top.

"Master, it's about to bloom!"

Chen Zhen took a look.

In the hands of an ordinary person, getting it to bloom was truly not easy.

"You've raised it well."

Zhou Rui grinned and placed the flower pot next to the larger spiritual plants.

"Master, when can I learn to draw other talismans?"

Chen Zhen looked at him.

"Have you mastered drawing the Spirit Gathering Talisman?"

Zhou Rui pulled a stack of talismans from his pocket and handed them to him.

Twenty Spirit Gathering Talisman, each one better than the last. The one on top had stable spiritual power fluctuations and smooth lines, already reaching the level of Mortal Grade · Upper Tier.

Chen Zhen nodded.

"You can start learning the Heart-Clearing Talisman."

Zhou Rui's eyes lit up.

"Great!"

At 7:00 AM, Chen Zhen stepped into the classroom.

Zhang Meng was in the back row catching up on homework. Seeing him enter, he called out as usual: "Help! Lend me your English homework to copy!"

Chen Zhen tossed his workbook over.

Zhang Meng caught it and buried his head, copying furiously.

Chen Zhen walked to his seat and sat down.

Su Xiaoya, who sat in front of him, turned around, her eyes bright.

"Chen Zhen, where did you go this weekend?"

"I had some things to do."

Su Xiaoya stared at him for a few seconds.

"You're different again."

Chen Zhen didn't answer.

Su Xiaoya waited for two seconds, then pulled a small object from her pocket and handed it to him.

It was another Protective Talisman.

"My mom went to get this again," she said. "She said you might have something big happening recently, so it's for extra protection."

Chen Zhen took the Protective Talisman and put it in his pocket.

"Thank you."

Su Xiaoya smiled and turned back around.

In the last row, Zhou Rui looked up at him, then lowered his head to read his book again.

Shen Mo didn't come today—Chen Zhen had told him to take leave.

Chen Hao turned his head from the front row and glanced at him.

"You're back?"

Chen Zhen nodded.

Chen Hao nodded and turned back.

In the back row, Zhang Meng finished copying the homework and looked up at Chen Zhen.

"Chen Zhen, are you hiding something from us?"

Chen Zhen looked at him.

"What thing?"

Zhang Meng scratched his head.

"I can't really explain it. It's just… you've been acting strange lately."

Chen Zhen didn't answer.

Zhang Meng waited for two seconds, then sighed.

"Forget it, I don't understand the world of you straight-A students."

At noon, after school, Chen Zhen went to the cafeteria.

He got his lunch and found a seat.

He had only taken a few bites when four people approached with their meal trays.

Zhou Rui, Zhang Meng, Chen Hao, and Shen Nian.

Shen Nian sat down next to him and lowered his voice, saying, "Shen Mo is ready."

Chen Zhen nodded.

"Tonight."

Shen Nian was stunned for a moment.

"So soon?"

Chen Zhen looked at him.

"He is in a hurry to see his grandfather."

Shen Nian was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Okay."

Zhang Meng watched them from the side, looking completely confused.

"What are you guys talking about?"

No one paid him any mind.

Chen Hao kept his head down while eating, but his ears were pricked up.

Zhou Rui was also eating, a hint of a smile on his lips.

The third period in the afternoon was PE class.

Today was free time.

Zhang Meng dragged Chen Zhen to play basketball.

"Come on, come on, we're playing against Class 3 today. Their center is pretty fierce."

Chen Zhen was dragged onto the court.

Opposite them was Class 3, with five tall and sturdy boys. One of them was over 1.9 meters tall with solid muscles; he clearly had experience training.

Zhang Meng swallowed hard.

"Damn, he's so buff?"

Chen Zhen didn't speak, just stood in his position.

The whistle blew.

The opposing center took the ball and charged straight toward the basket.

Zhang Meng went to defend but was knocked back two meters.

The center jumped, preparing to dunk.

Then he realized the ball in his hand was gone.

He was stunned and turned his head to look.

Chen Zhen was standing outside the three-point line, raising his hand.

The ball traced an arc through the air.

It went straight through the hoop.

The whole court was silent for a second.

"Holy crap!" Zhang Meng was the first to shout, "When did you steal the ball?"

Chen Zhen didn't answer.

The opposing center stared at him, his gaze changing.

"Again."

The second time, he got smart. He didn't let the ball touch the ground and passed it directly to a teammate.

The teammate had just caught it when, in a flash, the ball was gone again.

Chen Zhen was standing outside the three-point line again.

Raising his hand.

Another basket.

The third time.

The fourth time.

The fifth time.

Twenty minutes later, the score was 32 to 4.

Chen Zhen had scored thirty points all by himself.

The opposing center stood there, doubting his entire existence.

Zhang Meng rushed over and threw his arms around him.

"Chen Zhen, are you even human?"

Chen Zhen patted his shoulder and went off the court to drink water.

On the sidelines, Chen Hao stood there, watching him.

His expression was very complex.

Chen Zhen walked over.

"Something up?"

Chen Hao was silent for a few seconds.

Then he spoke.

"I know you have secrets."

Chen Zhen looked at him.

Chen Hao continued, "I don't want to know what they are. I just wanted to say—take care."

He turned and walked away.

Chen Zhen stood where he was, watching his retreating figure.

7:00 PM, Secret Base.

Shen Mo stood in the center of the Seven-Path Heavenly Star Formation, holding that small fragment in his hand.

The fragment was blindingly bright, its frequency so fast it seemed like it was about to explode.

Chen Zhen stood before him, with Zhou Rui and Shen Nian by his side.

"Are you ready?"

Shen Mo took a deep breath.

"I am."

Chen Zhen took the newly drawn stack of talismans from his Storage Space and placed them on him one by one.

Protective Talisman × 10.

Purification Talisman × 10.

Stability Talisman × 10.

Guidance Talisman × 5.

Shen Mo was completely enveloped in golden light.

Chen Zhen stepped back and raised his right hand.

The seven points of light in his Dantian lit up simultaneously.

[Travel Between Two Worlds].

But he wasn't using it for himself; he was clearing a path for Shen Mo.

A pale golden beam of light shot from his palm, piercing through space and opening a rift.

Inside the rift was that expanse of grey mist.

Deep within the mist stood a person.

Shen Mo's grandfather.

Shen Zhiyuan.

He turned around, looked toward them, and smiled.

"You've come?"

Shen Mo's eyes turned red.

He took a step forward and walked into the rift.

The rift slowly closed.

Chen Zhen withdrew his hand and stood where he was.

Zhou Rui asked in a low voice from the side: "Will he… still be able to come back?"

Chen Zhen didn't answer.

He turned and walked back to the center of the formation.

The seven points of light slowly rotated.

10:00 PM, Chen Zhen sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.

He activated [Eye of the Heavenly Road].

On the other side, Shen Mo stood before Shen Zhiyuan.

They were saying something, but he couldn't hear it.

But Shen Mo was smiling.

That was the first time Chen Zhen had seen him smile so happily.

He withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes.