69: Chapter 69 Supernatural Power: Rebirth from a Drop of Blood

"Young Miss, you have finally finished Undergoing Tribulation."

Outside Tianfeng Valley, Zhao Mo looked at Ding Qingning and True Monarch Feng Ling.

Good heavens, these two people actually both called Ding Xin "Young Miss."

"Didn't you say she was your younger sister?"

"Is that your younger sister's Master?"

"So, are they your maids?"

Ding Xin glared at Zhao Mo.

"Don't talk nonsense. Who is a maid? Let me reintroduce them: Qingning is truly my younger sister, she just isn't True Monarch Feng Ling's Disciple, that's all."

"As for True Monarch Feng Ling, she is my father's Personal Disciple."

"Your father?"

Hearing this term, Zhao Mo trembled. To be the Master of a Nascent Soul True Lord, what kind of cultivation level did he have?

Now that he had such an intimate relationship with his daughter, was it time to pick out a graveyard?

"Look at your pathetic appearance. My father passed away long ago."

"Ah? That is truly saddening."

True Monarch Feng Ling glared at Zhao Mo.

"Although I do not know what method you used to sway my Junior Sister, I advise you to treat her well in the future, otherwise—"

"Hmph!"

True Monarch Feng Ling's cold snort made the air drop by several degrees.

"Alright, you two hurry back to Tianfeng Valley. We will stand guard here."

After True Monarch Feng Ling finished threatening Zhao Mo, she immediately said to Ding Xin.

"Alright, then I will leave this place to you, Senior Sister."

"Let's go quickly."

In the blink of an eye, Ding Xin transformed into the appearance of Ding Xin, and Zhao Mo couldn't even tell how this woman changed.

Leisurely Residence.

Zhao Mo held an Iron Shovel.

"Speak, how do you explain this?"

"Explain your head."

Ding Xin stepped forward, snatched the Iron Shovel, and pinned Zhao Mo to the ground.

Even though Zhao Mo was at the fourth level of the Golden Core Stage and Ding Xin had just achieved a Breakthrough to the Golden Core Stage, Zhao Mo was still easily handled by Ding Xin.

"Since you have become my man, ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't, understand?" Ding Xin's gaze carried a hint of dominance.

As a real man, how could Zhao Mo suffer such a great humiliation?

But he couldn't win, so he just couldn't win.

"Do you submit?"

"No."

"Then let's go again."

"Do you submit?"

"No."

...

Inside Leisurely Residence, this contest lasted for an entire night.

"Do you submit?"

"I submit."

"It's good that you submit."

Zhao Mo was miserably defeated.

"Damn it, this little girl is truly too ferocious."

"When I recover my strength, I will definitely compete with her again."

"A man never admits defeat!"

In the cow shed, Ox Martial looked at the staggering Zhao Mo and let out a "tch" in his heart.

He had long since become detached from worldly desires; no matter what he faced, he no longer had any ripples in his heart. He had attained the Dao.

"I hope you can be like me in the future."

"You must know that the Immortal Sutra is the only right path," Ox Martial sighed.

【You have finished clearing the spirit field, experience +20.】

The golden jade marrow fruit seedlings in this spirit field had been half cleared after Zhao Mo came out of seclusion.

But at the time, the Iron Sword Sect was aggressive, and Zhao Mo rushed off to deal with the emergency, so the matter was put on hold.

After forcing back the Iron Sword Sect, Zhao Mo got drunk on Purple Flame Heart-Burning Wine, and when he woke up, it was Ding Xin's Undergoing Tribulation.

One thing happened after another, and only today did Zhao Mo have time to clear these golden jade marrow fruit seedlings.

"Alright, stop idling, come over here."

After Zhao Mo finished clearing the spirit field, he said to Ox Martial.

Ox Martial: "Hmm?"

He immediately realized, bit open the rope, held it in his mouth, and walked toward the spirit field with a resentful expression.

That look in his eyes seemed to be saying,

I beg you to act like a human, don't be so lazy that you die.

Zhao Mo held the Iron Shovel in his arms.

"Come, come, hurry up."

"Finish plowing the field so we can rest."

Zhao Mo skillfully attached the ox harness and the plow.

"Move."

As a result, Ox Martial didn't move at all, instead pawing the ground with his front hooves, making thumping sounds.

"Hehe, sorry about that."

"I forgot to water it."

Zhao Mo had been farming this third-grade spirit field in Tianfeng Valley for three or four years, and the compacted soil had already begun to loosen.

But without soaking it with the Water Spirit Art, it was still very strenuous for Ox Martial to plow with his strength.

"Water Spirit Art."

Zhao Mo by the lake had been maintaining the Spell-casting posture for half an hour.

"What are you doing?"

"Watering the field?"

Zhao Mo nodded.

Ding Xin was now dressed in women's clothing, with her black hair tied directly behind her head.

Not to mention, this straight black ponytail completely hit Zhao Mo's aesthetic preferences.

"Do you need help?"

Zhao Mo shook his head.

Ding Xin said "Oh," but she wasn't surprised.

After all, when they were in Xiao Ji Village, Zhao Mo didn't like others interfering with things in his spirit field.

"You..."

"Do you feel anything different?"

Zhao Mo continued to cast his Spell, the water spirits still flowing continuously into the spirit field, but his eyes were filled with questions,

"What do you mean?"

Ding Xin blushed,

"It's just... after Cultivating with me, did any changes happen to your body? Or anything strange?"

Zhao Mo recalled the scene of two Golden Cores colliding in his body: "Wait a moment."

After stopping the Water Spirit Art, he began to carefully examine his body.

His internal organs were fine, and his Meridians—the Golden Core Stage Meridians—had already become energized; what could be wrong?

The most critical part was the Golden Core.

When he saw the Golden Core inside his body, Zhao Mo almost thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.

His original Golden Core was golden and radiant, emitting charming golden light in his Dantian.

The current Golden Core was white and gold, and it even carried mysterious cloud patterns.

"So the things in my dream were actually real," Zhao Mo said in surprise.

"He who sees the Core shall receive the creation of heaven and earth, and be bestowed with a natal Divine Ability."

A grand and emotionless voice suddenly rang out in Zhao Mo's mind.

"Blood Drop Rebirth."

"Is it this Heaven-Defying?"

Ding Xin looked at Zhao Mo's happy expression and excitedly waved her little fist,

"I knew there would definitely be one."

Zhao Mo pulled Ding Xin and said: "I seem to have awakened a natal Divine Ability, it is..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by Ding Xin.

"Don't say it. A natal Divine Ability is a Cultivator's final trump card; do not tell anyone about it, no matter who they are."

"Hmm."

Zhao Mo nodded heavily.

Then he looked at Ding Xin again,

"Who exactly are you?"

"How could you..."

Ding Xin placed her head on Zhao Mo's shoulder,

"Don't ask, in any case, I won't harm you."

In the sunset, the two figures leaned closer together.

Ox Martial in the cow shed wagged his tail and muttered to himself: "Shameless couple."

Three days later.

【You have finished plowing the spirit field, experience +20.】

Ding Xin watched as Zhao Mo carried Ox Martial up from the spirit field, finding it strange.

"This ox?"

Zhao Mo said irritably: "He attained the Dao."

"This bastard, every time he finishes plowing the field, he's in this state. It was fine before, the symptoms weren't severe, and he would recover in six or seven days."

"Now it's not working; without ten days or half a month, he won't even move."

Ding Xin looked at Ox Martial, stars appearing in her eyes.

"Is that so..."

"Don't you feel this ox is very strange?"

"He must have gained sentience."

"How about we eat beef tonight?"

"???"

Zhao Mo carried Ox Martial and took a few steps back, looking at Ding Xin with vigilance.