Mountains and giant beasts, cabins in the woods

The woman and her companion exchanged a glance, then charged forward in unison.

As the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands.

This time, Liu Xingmo was not so composed. He took several hard blows, but he still stood firm and eventually defeated everyone.

Young men and women lay scattered on the stone-paved road.

On the streets between the wooden buildings, the onlookers, who had been holding their breath, finally came to their senses and exclaimed in amazement:

"This guy is amazing! Not only can he defeat Lu Zhiliang of the Rock-Splitting Fist with his bare hands, but he can also defeat his fellow disciples all by himself!"

"Wouldn't that mean he'd be invincible among those at the first rank?"

"Ultimately, who is he?"

……

Liu Xingmo met everyone's gaze.

Among the diverse crowd of onlookers, some were fearful, some envious, some admiring, and some jealous...

Is this what it feels like to be a master?

No wonder Liu Yizhu turned out that way; he lived in such a world every moment.

"Alas—!" Lu Zhiliang, lying on the ground, sighed deeply upon seeing his comrades wiped out. He closed his eyes, his expression one of utter despair.

Liu Xingmo shook his head, took out a key, and tossed it into the arms of the man who had fallen to the ground: "Seeing that you are sincere, I will lend you the car for a few days."

"Thank you! Thank you!" Lu Zhiliang's face flashed with joy, and he could no longer hold back his internal injuries, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He forced himself to stand up despite feeling unwell, but instead pulled out his money pouch: "I'm afraid this trip will be to see my master off on his final journey, so I'll buy the car and trouble you, my benefactor, to build another one."

Liu Xingmo weighed the money pouch in his hand and agreed, "Alright, then so be it."

"Whoa! Whoa!" the onlookers cheered.

This ending is quite welcome.

The chatter grew louder, with someone vividly describing the situation to the newcomers who had just squeezed in.

Liu Xingmo strode out, and everyone made way for him.

Just then, a voice called out to him, "President! What are you doing?"

Liu Xingmo turned around and saw Liu Huimin standing on tiptoe, waving in the crowd.

The two exchanged a glance and ran in the same direction, meeting in a small alley.

Liu Huimin looked Liu Xingmo up and down, then complained, "President, I heard there was a fight, so I came to check it out, but I didn't expect it to be you!"

"Hehe!" Liu Xingmo's eyes darted around for a moment before he said, "Well, you see, aren't I just about to start writing my new book, 'The Legend of the Black Dragon Hero'?"

"so what?"

"I didn't have any inspiration, so I went out to gather inspiration! Yes, that's it."

"Looking for inspiration for the new book?" Liu Huimin's furrowed brows gradually relaxed. "Never mind, if that's the case, then there's nothing we can do about it."

Liu Xingmo was speechless: "You accept this reason? What kind of person do you take me for?"

"You're a big jerk!" Liu Huimin stuck out her tongue and ran away.

Liu Xingmo was helpless; now that things had come to this, he didn't know how to build his image anymore.

He waited until the crowd dispersed, returned to the car dealership, explained the whole story, and paid for a new car.

The ferret was having a great time; it was the first time in its life it had built such a large vehicle, and it was truly a lot of fun.

The dealership guarantees the second truck will be even better than the first, and it will be completed in three or four days.

The next two days were for going to work at the newspaper office.

As soon as Liu Xingmo entered the library, someone greeted him.

"Mr. Liu Xingmo, please wait!"

A man and a woman who look alike walk over from the public reading area.

Men possess a wild and vigorous life force, which is blood energy; women possess a silent and resilient life force, which is wood energy.

Their aura was imposing, and their strength had all reached the second tier.

The woman sized up the young man before her and asked, "Yesterday, was it you who defeated Lu Zhiliang?"

What's going on?

The younger one got beaten up, and now the older one's here?

Are you sure you want to do this here? My old man is sitting behind the counter.

Liu Xingmo retorted, "It's me! What do you want?"

The man stopped his companion and said slowly, "You are truly gifted and exceptionally talented." He looked around to make sure no one was nearby. "We've heard that you also cultivate both paths, so we siblings have come to ask for your guidance."

After speaking, a hint of woodiness emerged from the man's powerful blood energy. The woman was the same; a hint of bloodiness mingled with her woodiness.

Liu Xingmo understood.

These two siblings branded each other with their soul imprints and bestowed upon each other cultivation.

I heard that a small group of outstanding students are also experimenting with practicing both paths, and these two are examples of that.

Liu Xingmo pointed to the corridor: "Let's find a quiet room and talk slowly."

In the dimly lit private study, an oil lamp was lit.

Liu Xingmo sat on the sofa, flipping through two booklets, which were the cultivation experiences of the brother and sister in front of him.

He commented, "You two have far surpassed me in your control over Qi. However, the path of dual cultivation cannot separate the Qi of Blood and Wood; we must find a way to integrate and utilize them."

"That's easy for you to say. Everyone knows these things, right?" The woman said irritably, crossing her legs. "Tell me, how do you fuse and use the Blood and Wood energies?"

"From an energy perspective, the two are indeed different in nature. But ultimately, they are both life force..." Liu Xingmo said eloquently.

Having refined a wisp of Tai Sui's divine power, one is able to glimpse a corner of the Dao of Life.

With his eloquence as a writer, Liu Xingmo accurately expressed his ethereal insights and, combining his own experience of cultivating both paths, truly articulated a method of integration.

The man crossed his arms and initially listened silently. But when he secretly circulated his qi to test it and found that what the young man said was true, an uncontrollable look of joy and surprise appeared on his face.

The woman initially didn't pay attention, but the more she listened, the more sense it made. She then put her legs down, leaned forward, and listened carefully to every word the young man said.

After a long pause, Liu Xingmo asked with a smile, "What do you two think?"

"Your Excellency is truly a man of extraordinary talent," the man said with a wry smile, bowing slightly. "My brother and I are far from being able to match you."

The woman straightened her expression and asked, "May I ask who your fellow practitioners are?"

Fellow practitioners? Does this mean they imprint their souls on each other?

My past life and my present life are one body with two souls, two souls with one heart.

This is a unique talent of reincarnated individuals.

"Sorry, I can't reveal that." Liu Xingmo smiled mysteriously.

"It's alright." The man handed over another book. "Most of the practitioners of both the two paths in Black Dragon Village have joined the Seven or Eight Societies. We await your arrival, Mr. Liu Xingmo."

"Okay, I'll definitely go take a look when I have time." Liu Xingmo accepted the book.

"Then we'll meet again." The man stood up and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Liu Xingmo looked at him and asked, "Before I leave, there is something I'm not sure if I should say."

"Please speak, sir."

"Your tone is so strange! Who did you learn it from?"

The man's eyes widened as he stared at Liu Xingmo on the sofa.

"Was it me? Popular novels are really harmful..."