64: Chapter 64 Full Power Mo Zhenren

As the numbers on the System panel crazily reset to zero.

A mana storm swept through Zhao Mo's body once again.

The massive mana cyclone almost made Zhao Mo lose control.

"Holy crap, your eighth uncle!"

"Turn left for me!"

Zhao Mo was so anxious he started swearing, using all his mental strength to control the mana appearing in his body, striving to make it circulate according to the requirements of the Five Elements Art.

"Ah~"

"Turn again~"

With Herculean effort, Zhao Mo finally controlled the mana in his body. Looking closer, that small Golden Core was actually rotating on its own.

With its rotation, the scattered mana originally drifting in the Dantian began to slowly concentrate toward it.

At the same time, Zhao Mo felt a tremor outside his body, as if some shackles had been broken, and strands of Spiritual Qi began to enter his body again.

But compared to the mana in Zhao Mo's body, this Spiritual Qi was basically negligible.

"Golden Core self-rotation, the fourth level of the Golden Core Realm is complete."

With that, Zhao Mo finally ended this period of secluded cultivation.

When he entered seclusion, it was the autumn harvest; by the time he emerged, it was already deep winter.

Outside Leisurely Residence, heavy snow was falling.

Ox Martial looked at Zhao Mo resentfully.

If not for its recent minor success in cultivating the Thick Earth Immortal Scripture, it might have starved to death.

Zhao Mo looked at the bare cowshed; even the hay on the roof had been eaten. He knew exactly what Ox Martial meant.

"Hehe, sorry about that, I'll treat you to some honey water."

At the mention of honey, Ox Martial's eyes lit up; it remembered that taste vividly.

But seeing Zhao Mo add water to the honey, it felt disappointed.

"Little thief, you're a bit too stingy."

But no ox could refuse white jade honey, at least not Ox Martial.

Gulp, gulp.

It drank the diluted honey water Zhao Mo prepared in one gulp.

Even after finishing, it wagged its tail to curry favor with Zhao Mo, trying to get more white jade honey, completely disregarding the dignity of the Holy Son of the Ox Clan.

"Here, eat less, watch out for cavities."

Feeling guilty, Zhao Mo threw another large piece of white jade honey to Ox Martial while cautioning it.

What kind of ox is this, actually loving honey?

Removing the Formation of Tianfeng Valley, Zhao Mo looked at his spirit fields.

"Oh no, because of the Breakthrough, I didn't plow the land in advance this year."

"Will it affect next year's harvest?"

Zhao Mo fretted.

Saying this, he ignored the heavy snow, took out his Iron Shovel, and headed to the spirit fields.

In the spirit fields, rows of snow trees stood there, but they were actually golden jade marrow fruit seedlings covered in snow.

"Grow!"

Injecting mana, Zhao Mo enlarged the Iron Shovel in his hand nearly tenfold and pushed it forward.

Ox Martial, who had just hidden the white jade honey, rolled its eyes at the busy Zhao Mo.

It was certain that Zhao Mo had a problem with his head; otherwise, he wouldn't go mess with the spirit fields right after finishing cultivation.

"I wonder if the ground can still be plowed in winter? If not, will I have to wait until next year?"

"I haven't finished comprehending the second volume of the Thick Earth Immortal Scripture yet."

Ox Martial didn't realize it had become just like Zhao Mo, worrying about the spirit fields all day.

Before Zhao Mo could clear half of his spirit field, Li Feng rushed over in a panic.

"How can you still be in the mood for this?"

"Hurry to Spiritual Plant Peak, Old Ghost Tong is about to break."

Zhao Mo was bewildered; what did he mean by "about to break"?

He just emerged from seclusion and knew nothing.

But Li Feng kept urging him.

"Quick, quick, get over there."

Without a word, he pulled Zhao Mo onto a white cloud.

"Eh? Your cultivation level?"

Zhao Mo felt a surge of nervousness.

"Just a slight Breakthrough."

Li Feng didn't say anything and just nodded.

Then he reminded him: "It's better to use fewer Spirit Stones."

"Using Spirit Stones for rapid Breakthroughs—if you run out of Spirit Stones later, that kind of gap is hard for most people to accept, understand?"

Zhao Mo nodded, understanding Li Feng's point: once someone gets used to the speed of Spirit Stone cultivation, they can't handle normal speeds, leading to Heart Demons.

The point was, whether Zhao Mo used Spirit Stones or not, it was all the same; his cultivation relied entirely on experience points. As long as there were spirit fields to farm, his Breakthrough speed would be stable.

There was no such thing as fast or slow.

Though he knew Li Feng misunderstood, Zhao Mo didn't explain and instead changed the subject: "What happened at Spiritual Plant Peak?"

"It's the Iron Sword Sect."

"The Iron Sword Sect people have come knocking."

"They say our Xuan Sect is shameless, that we stole their method for planting golden marrow fruits, and they want compensation."

"Old Ghost Tong is arguing with them, but the result isn't looking good."

"You don't know, I've been waiting outside Tianfeng Valley for half a day. If you hadn't come out, I would have forcibly awakened you."

As they spoke, the white cloud arrived at Spiritual Plant Peak.

"You Xuan Sect people are just thieves."

"Before it was the Nascent Soul Ancestor stealing, now it's the Golden Core True Person. Thieves, you're all thieves."

Before Zhao Mo even reached the hall, he heard a gruff voice coming from inside.

"Steal your sister!"

"You're the thief! Your whole family are thieves!"

Since he was being insulted to his face, Zhao Mo naturally had to fire back.

And he even used mana so his voice echoed throughout Spiritual Plant Peak.

"Damn it, who are you? How dare you speak to me like that?"

Accompanied by Li Feng, Zhao Mo stepped into the main hall of Spiritual Plant Peak.

"I am Zhao Mo of the Xuan Sect. And what kind of thing are you? Why are you shouting in my Xuan Sect?"

"Insolent! I am Nascent Soul True Lord Yang Yangyang of the Iron Sword Sect..."

"Pfft—"

Zhao Mo couldn't help but burst out laughing. That name, Yang Yangyang...

"Hmm? Is my name funny?"

Yang Yangyang suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Mo, staring at him intensely, giving Zhao Mo a start.

This was a Nascent Soul True Lord; killing him would be too easy.

Then he realized, this is the Xuan Sect! Why the hell should I be afraid of him?

"Exactly, it's hilarious, True Lord Sheepy."

He started laughing again.

"You?"

Yang Yangyang really intended to slap Zhao Mo to death, but a sudden pressure made him unable to even move a finger. He knew the Xuan Sect's Nascent Soul Ancestor had intervened.

"Alright, no more jokes. Let's get down to business."

"I wonder if True Lord Yang has any evidence to prove that our Xuan Sect's golden marrow fruit cultivation method was stolen from the Iron Sword Sect?"

Yang Yangyang's Killing Intent just now was real. Although Zhao Mo was prone to seeking death, he didn't actually want to die, so he changed the subject in time.

By then, Yang Yangyang had regained his mobility. Knowing there was a Nascent Soul Ancestor nearby, he didn't dare be too aggressive and said coldly: "It's common knowledge. The golden marrow fruit was specifically cultivated by our Iron Sword Sect's Sect Master because of the difficulty in refining Spiritual Artifacts."

"For thousands of years, except for our Iron Sword Sect, no one has ever grown a golden marrow fruit. This means planting them is our sect's unique secret technique, impossible for outsiders to know."

Zhao Mo gave a cold laugh.

"Nonsense."

"Hiss—"

The surrounding Xuan Sect members gasped. A Golden Core True Person facing a Nascent Soul True Lord, not only unafraid but daring to insult him.

"Do your parents know you're this brave?"

Why would Zhao Mo care about that?

How could a reward from the System be stolen from the Iron Sword Sect?

A clear conscience fears no knock at the door. This was the source of his confidence.