65: Chapter 65 continues the rant

"Hmph, so there's no evidence then?"

"In that case..."

"We of the Xuan Sect do not acknowledge this. True Lord Yangyang, please see yourself out."

"Presumptuous! Everyone here is a Nascent Soul True Lord. Since when does a mere Golden Core True Person get to speak up?"

"No respect for seniority. Where are your manners?"

Before Yang Yangyang of the Iron Sword Sect could even speak, someone from the Xuan Sect's side spoke up instead.

Zhao Mo turned to look at the Nascent Soul True Lord who had spoken.

Damn it, this man actually looks more delicate than a woman.

"Might I ask which True Lord of the Liu Clan I am addressing?"

"Liu Yaoyang."

This Liu Yaoyang was one of the Nascent Soul True Lords whom Tong Weiping had driven away during the signing of the Heavenly Dao contract.

Because the Nascent Soul True Lords who signed the Heavenly Dao contract could not leak the cultivation method of the golden marrow fruit to others, Liu Yaoyang had no way of knowing how the Xuan Sect's Spiritual Planters were growing them.

In his mind, he took it for granted that the Xuan Sect's method of growing the golden marrow fruit was stolen from the Iron Sword Sect.

"Liu Yaoyang, you've gone too far."

"What's wrong with being a Golden Core True Person?"

"Did he eat your spiritual rice or use your Spirit Stones?"

"Why the hell are you helping an outsider?" Li Feng felt annoyed as soon as he heard Liu Yaoyang speak and directly rebuked him.

"We are both Nascent Soul True Lords. Don't say I'm not giving you Face. Come, come out and spar with me. Don't bully True Person Mo."

Liu Yaoyang had only reached the Nascent Soul True Lord realm by popping pills; how could he dare to spar with a sword Dao Genius like Li Feng?

Seeing him remain silent, Li Feng curled his lip.

"You're useless. You're no good at farming, and you're no good at fighting. So you only know how to bully those with lower cultivation than you?"

Liu Yaoyang's Face turned the color of pig liver, but he still didn't dare to respond to Li Feng.

This was the current sorrow of the Liu Clan. Below Soul Transformation, they held an absolute advantage, but above Soul Transformation, there was a steep drop-off, relying solely on an Old Ancestor whose Breakthrough was uncertain.

If the Liu Clan Ancestor failed his Breakthrough, the Liu Clan would likely be devoured instantly, leaving not even a bone behind.

"Enough, stop making fools of yourselves."

As the Peak Master of Spirit Plant Peak, Tong Weiping made a concluding statement.

"True Lord Yang, I have already explained multiple times."

"The Xuan Sect's golden marrow fruit was independently researched by the spirit plant Genius, True Person Mo, and has nothing to do with the Iron Sword Sect. If you continue this unreasonable harassment, don't blame us for being impolite."

Yang Yangyang, with his scruffy beard and a gloomy Face, spoke.

"You say True Person Mo researched it, so he did? What capability does a mere Golden Core True Person have?"

"Do you have evidence?"

"How do you prove that the Xuan Sect's golden marrow fruit was grown by him?"

Yang Yangyang was mimicking Zhao Mo's own words.

Proof, huh? Let's see how you prove it.

These words energized Zhao Mo; he had been waiting for Yang Yangyang to say exactly that.

"True Lord Yang, you want evidence?"

"Look at this. This is the golden marrow fruit the Xuan Sect bought from the Iron Sword Sect. Its sword shape is irregular, its color is dull, it's small, and it sounds muffled."

Zhao Mo took out two golden marrow fruits and tapped them together, producing a 'ding-ding' sound.

"Now look at the Xuan Sect's golden marrow fruit."

Zhao Mo took out the golden marrow fruit he had harvested this year.

No one would disagree if it were called a miniature Flying Sword; it didn't look like a fruit at all.

When the two golden marrow fruits collided, the crisp 'ding-dong' sound was something anyone who wasn't deaf could distinguish.

"Finally, may I ask what the yield per mu of the Iron Sword Sect's golden marrow fruit is?"

Yang Yangyang looked at Zhao Mo with surprise and suspicion.

"What? Scared to say it?"

"What's there to be afraid of? My Iron Sword Sect's golden marrow fruit yields three hundred and twenty-three jin per mu, and we have maintained an increase in production for twenty consecutive years."

Zhao Mo smiled.

"An increase of one liang every year, right?"

"Come, listen closely."

"Last year, the Xuan Sect's golden marrow fruit yielded over three hundred jin per mu. I don't remember the exact amount; it wasn't significant."

"This year..."

Zhao Mo paused.

"I don't know how the other True Lords' harvests were, but I imagine the yield per mu should exceed three hundred and twenty-three jin."

"As for those thirty-six mu of spiritual fields in Tianfeng Valley, a total of fifteen thousand one hundred and twenty jin of golden marrow fruit was harvested, with a yield of four hundred and twenty jin per mu."

"Stealing your Iron Sword Sect's cultivation technology?"

"Are you even worthy?"

Yang Yangyang's eyes widened.

"That's impossible!"

Zhao Mo said, "Why would it be impossible?"

As he spoke, countless golden marrow fruits suddenly appeared, filling half the main hall.

"These are this year's newly harvested golden marrow fruits. Surely True Lord Yang can distinguish them?"

The way to tell if a golden marrow fruit is fresh is to look at the green core in its center. The greener the core, the longer it has been since the harvest. After three years, the green core turns into a yellow core, making it completely impossible to plant.

The green cores of the golden marrow fruits Zhao Mo brought out were all light green. Yang Yangyang could tell at a glance that these were newly harvested this year.

Looking at the golden marrow fruit in his hand, Yang Yangyang confirmed that it was fundamentally different from the Iron Sword Sect's. If one had to compare...

The Xuan Sect's golden marrow fruit was a premium product, while the Iron Sword Sect's was an inferior one.

That wasn't even the most critical part. What truly broke Yang Yangyang's composure was the yield of the Xuan Sect's golden marrow fruit.

A yield of four hundred and twenty jin per mu... Their Iron Sword Sect had only managed to increase the yield by thirteen jin in twenty years. In comparison, the entire Iron Sword Sect looked like fools.

"I..."

"You..."

Yang Yangyang couldn't even finish a sentence before he spat out a mouthful of blood toward the sky and fainted.

"Elder Yang~"

"Elder~"

A group of Iron Sword Sect Disciples rushed forward to surround Yang Yangyang.

Among them, some radical ones glared furiously at Zhao Mo.

Their gazes looked as if they wanted to devour Zhao Mo.

"Fine, fine, fine! We will remember the Xuan Sect's insult to our Iron Sword Sect."

Zhao Mo was speechless. If you're going to remember it, then remember it. Why are you staring at me?

And that Yang Yangyang—you're a Nascent Soul True Lord, for goodness' sake. Could you at least make your fake fainting look more realistic?

Your eyes are darting all over the place; do you think everyone else is a fool?

However, the people of the Xuan Sect did not expose him, allowing the Iron Sword Sect Disciples to carry Yang Yangyang out of the main hall of Spiritual Plant Peak.

"How satisfying!" Tong Weiping exclaimed loudly.

"It has to be True Person Mo. His verbal skills are no less than his farming skills."

Zhao Mo...

He was currently collecting the golden marrow fruits from the hall back into his Storage Ring.

Putting them out was easy, but packing them up was slow.

"Hey, hey, True Person Mo, don't pack them yet."

"I wonder if True Person Mo is selling these golden marrow fruits?"

Cheng Xiao grabbed Zhao Mo's hand, stopping him from continuing to put the golden marrow fruit into the Storage Ring.

"If one were to perform spirit awakening on a Magical Artifact, how much golden jade marrow would be needed?"

Zhao Mo didn't answer Cheng Xiao's question but instead asked him one in return.

"If it's a high-quality Magical Artifact, it might need a hundred jin or even a thousand jin. For poor-quality ones, it depends on luck; it could be thousands of jin, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands if you're unlucky."

"spirit awakening for a Magical Artifact depends entirely on the will of heaven. Some succeed on the first try, while others fail to complete a single one in their entire lives."

Cheng Xiao sighed with emotion.

"Holy cow, so spirit awakening is basically metaphysics."

"Oh, right. How much golden jade marrow can be refined from one jin of golden marrow fruit?"

Cheng Xiao looked at Zhao Mo strangely, making him feel quite embarrassed.

"Uh, I really don't know."

"One hundred jin of golden marrow fruit can refine one liang of golden jade marrow."

"What?"

Zhao Mo was shocked. One hundred jin of golden marrow fruit to refine just one liang?

How much golden marrow fruit did he have again?