128: Chapter 128 Don't worry, I've got everything covered.

Previously, Chen Mo felt it necessary to ask his master about this matter, but when the moment actually arrived, he found himself unable to speak.

"You..."

"I..."

Chen Mo stammered for a long while, but couldn't get a single sentence out.

"Oh? What kind of matter could make our National Joint Examination champion, the Chen Mo who was bold enough to trade blows with an Abyss Venerable, so conflicted?"

Ouyang Qingfeng looked at Chen Mo with amusement; it was the first time this child had shown such a look in front of him.

"Actually, there's a rather troublesome question..."

Chen Mo scratched his cheek, ultimately choosing to ask.

"If, I mean if."

"If a child you raised from a young age had the bloodline of the Abyssal Race in their body, Master, what would you do?"

"Would you conceal the matter, or uphold a martial artist's duty and eliminate the relative for the sake of righteousness?"

"You are talking about Xueni, right?"

Ouyang Qingfeng remained calm, raising his eyelids to glance at Chen Mo.

As soon as the name Xueni was spoken, the teacup in Chen Mo's hand trembled slightly, but he didn't rush to reply.

"Yes."

"You brat, you realized it a bit late; I've known for a long time."

"That child's dual talents were never normal to begin with."

Ouyang Qingfeng patted Chen Mo's arm in comfort.

"Normally, even if a Talent-based Martial Artist has just awakened their talent, they should be as familiar with using it as they are with using their own arm."

"But Xueni is different; her use of talent is more like someone wearing a prosthetic limb."

"Combined with her Abyssal Race bloodline and dual talents, I suspect this girl is most likely a half-breed."

"Rest assured, I will teach that girl to become familiar with her talent and will teach her how to control herself using Qi and blood."

"That child is not just your sister, she is also my final disciple."

"No one can take my disciple away from me, not even the Heavens themselves."

Ouyang Qingfeng set down his teacup, speaking those earth-shattering words in a calm tone.

"Put your heart at ease, brat, and go do tomorrow's mission with peace of mind; it will be beneficial for you."

After confirming that Ouyang Qingfeng was on the same side as him, Chen Mo's originally tense nerves finally relaxed.

With a Rank 9 Martial Saint acting as a backer for his sister, he reckoned that even if this matter were exposed, no one would dare to come and cause trouble.

"Alright, then I'll go back and rest."

Chen Mo nodded, drank the tea in his cup in one gulp, and left the small courtyard.

"Stinky brat..."

"How could I possibly not protect my own disciple?"

Ouyang Qingfeng's expression became quite desolate, as if he had recalled his disciples who had died in the Abyss.

...

The next morning, the six members of Chen Mos Squad assembled once again.

Boarding the train to the outside world, they reached their destination about an hour later.

Anci City.

A stern-looking middle-aged man walked over after seeing them, took out his phone to compare photos, and only then extended his hand.

"Anti-Abyss Department, Level 2 Agent, Zhou Qingtian. You must be the students sent by the National Martial Arts University to provide support, right?"

"Yes, but we didn't receive any notification regarding the Anti-Abyss Department's involvement?"

Chen Mo grabbed Zhou Qingtian's hand, and Zhou Qingtian's entire palm began to deform due to Chen Mo's immense strength.

Zhou Qingtian also realized that the information received by both sides seemed asymmetrical, so he quickly took out his identification and operation permit and handed them to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo still didn't let go, simply handing the two items to Su Qingyue, who was following behind him.

"Can we let go first? My hand is really going to be crushed by you!"

Zhou Qingtian's originally stern face completely broke, his features twisted together from the intense pain.

"They are indeed official personnel, Chen Mo, let go."

Only after Su Qingyue confirmed Zhou Qingtian's identity did Chen Mo release Zhou Qingtian's hand.

"Damn it..."

Zhou Qingtian looked at his severely deformed palm, deeply doubting that this youth, who nominally was only a 2nd-rank Martial Artist, had some issues.

He was a 4th-rank Steel Skin realm martial artist; how could he be crushed like this by a 2nd-rank Martial Artist?

Is this reasonable?

This is unreasonable!

"Let me help you treat it."

Wen Wan stepped forward and activated Trauma Chronological Regression, and Zhou Qingtian's deformed and twisted palm began to recover rapidly.

Zhou Qingtian looked at the young girl in front of him, dazed, then turned his head to look at Chen Mo, who was nearly three meters tall.

"You are Chen Mo, that Chen Mo who can trade two blows with an Abyss Venerable?"

"That's not strange then. This is my first time experiencing the Wen family's Trauma Chronological Regression."

"Normally, only those above Rank 7 Grandmaster are qualified to have the Wen family treat them. I suppose this is a blessing in disguise."

The squeeze Chen Mo had just given seemed to have hit one of Zhou Qingtian's nerves, causing him to go from his initial sternness to his current talkative state.

"Let's get in the car first. The temporary base has already been set up in the underground training room of the Anci City Martial Education Bureau."

"Uh..." Zhou Qingtian looked at his car, then looked at Chen Mo, whose height was catching up to the length of the car, realizing that this vehicle didn't seem able to fit so many people.

"It's fine, no big problem."

Chen Mo waved his hand, his muscles began to compress rapidly, and eventually, his whole body slimmed down a circle, but his height remained unchanged.

Barely squeezing himself into the passenger seat, Chen Mo tried to lift his head, but only heard a muffled "bang."

"..." Zhou Qingtian looked at his beloved car, which had a sunroof pushed out by Chen Mo's head, his heart bleeding.

"Hurry up and just make do with driving it. If it doesn't work out later, I'll just pay for your car roof, won't that be fine?"

"Fine then..."

Zhou Qingtian sighed; he really couldn't afford to provoke Chen Mo.

"What is going on with this operation? Wasn't it originally said that we were coming to capture an Abyss Warrior lurking in Anci City?"

"Why is the Anti-Abyss Department involved? Usually, you only act when a big fish is discovered, right?"

Su Qingyue was a bit curious; how could she have not heard of the famous Anti-Abyss Department?

The reason Great Xia could maintain its current stability and not be infiltrated into a sieve by those Abyss Warriors capable of shapeshifting and disguise was thanks to the Anti-Abyss Department, which was the greatest contributor.