Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

"The martial arts techniques and cultivation methods collected by the Wu family?"

Chen Mo felt a slight flutter in his heart.

The martial arts skills of Tianqing Martial Arts School are mostly offensive techniques, lacking in movement and defense. Although the Flowing Cloud Strike can improve agility, it is ultimately an auxiliary means of attack.

He thought about it carefully and realized that what he lacked right now was movement skills and defense.

Wu Zhiai nodded and said, "Yes, when the Wu family was in power a few years ago, they collected a lot of martial arts books. Some of them were later pawned, and some are still left."

"May I take a look first?"

Wu Zhi'ai pointed towards the living room. "The books are stored in the library, guarded by an uncle who is at the late stage of the Ming Jin realm. This uncle doesn't handle miscellaneous matters, only the library. He's stubborn and is the eldest or second eldest among the family. Think carefully about what kind of cultivation techniques or martial arts you need."

It means there will be some obstacles.

Chen Mo began to ponder.

Having cultivated one's skills through nature, one should grow quietly and not be too ostentatious. However, if one hides one's talents everywhere, one will miss many opportunities. Sometimes, one needs to compete.

Moreover, good martial arts manuals are rare and hard to come by.

Hoping to kill and steal treasure?

Who would carry a martial arts manual with them?

After thinking it over, Chen Mo asked, "Are there any defensive or movement-related martial arts techniques?"

Wu Zhiai thought for a moment, "There shouldn't be any defensive techniques, but there is one that covers movement techniques, I think it's called Luo Yan Bu."

After saying that, she led Chen Mo to the library.

Halfway there, Wu Zhiai reminded him, "That uncle's name is Wu Kang. You need to be more polite when you speak to him."

Chen Mo nodded in understanding.

He had tried reading copied martial arts books, but the method of cultivating martial arts in the mountains and rivers was ineffective; only the original martial arts books could work.

Otherwise, having Wu Zhi'ai make a few copies would save a lot of trouble.

The two walked to the front of the library, where an elderly man with half-white hair and beard was lying on a grand chair with his eyes half-closed.

"Uncle Kang".

Wu Zhiai called softly.

A moment later, the other person slowly opened their eyes. "Zhi'ai, girl? I have no connection with you. What brings you here?"

Wu Zhi'ai bowed.

"Recently, the Wu family's caravan was ambushed by bandits. Fortunately, the newly hired guard Chen Mo killed the bandits, ensuring the caravan's safety. To enhance the Wu family's self-defense capabilities, could Chen Mo be allowed to borrow books from the library?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Kang said somewhat angrily, "I don't care about those trivial matters. Besides, I only listen to my nephew. Although he's also not a proper worker, he can't listen to a woman like you!"

The idea that women should not be in charge of the household has existed since ancient times.

Moreover, she was an outsider.

Although the eldest and second sons of the Wu family were incompetent, Wu Kang had no choice.

Wu Zhiai remained calm. "Uncle Kang, the Wu family has gradually declined in recent years. Most of the martial artists in Anyang County no longer come to the Wu family as retainers or guards. Chen Mo is a martial artist with both strength and character. He can help the Wu family."

Upon hearing this, Wu Kang's expression changed almost imperceptibly.

After a moment, he sighed softly, "Zhi'ai, although you are sincere towards the Wu family, there are some things that are not easy to say outright. You should go back."

Chen Mo said softly, "Sister Ai, since it's not working, let's just give up. I know you've already done your best."

Wu Zhiai pondered for a moment, preparing to continue the argument.

Just then, a sharp, sarcastic voice came from not far away:

"Third Sister, isn't it inappropriate for you to bring outsiders into the family's restricted area?"

Chen Mo turned his head to look.

A middle-aged man in a gray jacket with a round belly stood there, a mocking expression on his face.

"Big brother."

Upon seeing that it was the eldest member of the Wu family, Wu Zhi'ai's face flashed with impatience, but she still greeted him politely, "You didn't know that Chen Mo killed the bandits and saved the caravan, did you?"

The eldest son of the Wu family, named Wu Duan, walked up to the two men, his belly swaying. "Let's keep things separate. Didn't you already reward him for the caravan's matter? Although there's no rule against outsiders guarding the library, I'm the one who calls the shots in the Wu family now."

Wu Zhiai spoke eloquently: "You know the situation of the Wu family in Heihe Town. Chen Mo has reached the mid-stage of Ming Jin at a young age, and the Wu family will have many things to rely on Chen Mo in the future."

Hearing this, Chen Mo pondered in his heart.

He possesses the martial arts of cultivating one's skills in nature, making it unlikely that he can serve as the Wu family's bodyguard for long, nor is it likely that he can provide the Wu family with much support.

But now that he's staying here, there are some things he can do that are convenient for him.

"Third sister, don't boost their morale!"

Wu Duan waved his sleeve, pretending to be so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Alright, alright, Zhi'ai, you should go back now." Wu Kang sighed heavily after saying that.

It was as if they were emphasizing how excessive Wu Zhi'ai's demands were.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhi'ai's face showed disappointment. She gave Chen Mo a wink and turned to leave.

Chen Mo had no choice but to follow behind.

Halfway there.

Wu Zhi'ai suddenly turned her head and said loudly, "I'm willing to exchange ten percent of my control over the caravan for it, how about it?"

Wu Duan's eyes lit up instantly.

One-tenth control of the caravan?

It may not sound like much, but for someone like him who had no real power in the caravan business, it was extremely tempting!

Wu Kang, who had been lounging in the armchair, also abandoned his impatient expression, straightened up, and muttered, "This girl is really willing to go all out..."

Chen Mo was slightly taken aback and called out softly, "Sister Ai".

He secretly remembered this kindness, and even though Wu Duan didn't agree in the end, Wu Zhi'ai had done her best.

Wu Zhiai waved her hand at him, indicating that she was not acting impulsively.

On the other side, Wu Duan's face immediately lit up with undisguised joy. Fearing that Wu Zhi'ai might change her mind, he quickly agreed, "Okay!"

He then added, "But he can't stay in the library for too long, at most half a day."

Half a day was enough for Chen Mo.

Wu Kang moved the armchair aside to make way, and Wu Zhi'ai led Chen Mo into the library.

The interior of the library was not large, with only a few dark peach-colored bookshelves, each with a few books sparsely stacked on each shelf.

Chen Mo walked over slowly.

Each time I picked up a book, I would glance at the name of the martial arts technique, open the inner pages briefly, and then put it down again.

Mountain-Crushing Fist.

The Bloodstained Stance Technique.

Rock-solid.

……

"Luo Yanbu?"

He picked up a dark blue book with these three words written on it in a flamboyant style.

"Yes, this is the one."

Chen Mo immediately turned the pages one by one, and the explanations of the moves in the book flooded his mind like fireflies.

Turning to the last page, the last ray of light disappeared into the screen. He closed his eyes briefly, and the lights instantly merged into a curtain of light.

This is the complete content of Luo Yanbu. Even without the original text, you can still know the original words in the book.

[Refined through countless trials, nurtured by mountains and rivers]

[Successfully bound to Luo Yanbu, the required refinement of Mountain Spirit Water Essence: Refined Iron]

Polishing this material will unlock its inherent potential and enhance your martial arts comprehension.

"Refined iron?"

Chen Mo's heart stirred; the materials needed for cultivating martial arts through mountains and waters had finally undergone a new change.

However, refined iron is much more expensive than crude iron, and it can only be purchased in the county town.

"Sister Ai, this is the one."

Wu Zhiai nodded slightly. "You can choose now."