Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

Chen Mo walked out of the alleyway where Wang Fucheng lived, but did not go directly back to the small courtyard in the east of the city.

He swayed and climbed onto the roof of a house, crouched in the darkness, took out a night vision telescope from his bronze ring, and pointed it at Wang Fucheng's small courtyard living room.

When Wang Fucheng became suspicious, Chen Mo had already made up his mind.

If he chooses to betray him, Chen Mo will not hesitate to go back and kill him.

Although Wang Fucheng is very smart and should know how to choose, it's still best to observe the situation just in case.

The night was deep, and the alley was so quiet you could hear the chirping of insects.

Through the binoculars, Wang Fucheng stood in the living room for about two minutes, then bowed respectfully in his direction before turning to collect the body.

Chen Mo's lips curled up in a smile.

Wang Fucheng was quite sensible. He could get pills and cultivation techniques if he followed him. When the time was right, it wouldn't be a problem to get a position as a county magistrate.

The benefits will only increase.

Anyone who dares to harbor malicious thoughts of betrayal is simply courting death.

He casually put the night vision binoculars into his bronze ring, then his figure floated into the air and, taking advantage of the darkness, flew straight towards the small courtyard in the east of the city.

The next morning, Liu Biao had already brought the training manual to the shop.

When Chen Mo arrived in the afternoon, Liu Biao quickly went to greet him.

"Young Master Zhang, all the martial arts manuals from Zhenwei Martial Arts School have been brought here. I've turned the martial arts school's storeroom upside down and managed to gather these."

Chen Mo opened the wooden box and glanced at it casually.

One Earth-rank "Breaking Formation Spear" technique, eight Yellow-rank techniques, and two Low-grade Profound-rank techniques.

It's barely acceptable.

When the book "Breaking the Formation" was opened, Liu Biao took the initiative to speak.

"This spear technique is the martial arts school's signature skill. Zhou Hai has practiced it for over forty years and only managed to reach perfection. Even the exceptionally talented Zhao Zheng couldn't reach the pinnacle of it no matter what he tried."

Chen Mo didn't even look up. After entering the information into the system, he casually put the gun manual back into the box, his tone indifferent.

"That's because they're not good enough."

Liu Biao's lips twitched suddenly, and he quickly lowered his head.

Chen Mo continued to flip through the books one by one until all the cultivation techniques were entered into the system. He then took out two bottles of top-grade Qi Condensation Pills and tossed them to Liu Biao.

"Just leave the things here. Take these two bottles of pills and use them to cultivate. Hurry up and advance your cultivation level. The martial arts school will need you to keep things in order in the future. If anything goes wrong, I won't step in to cover for you. You'll have to bear all the trouble yourself."

"Thank you for your generosity, young master. I understand!"

Liu Biao carefully took the two porcelain bottles, put them in his pocket, and clasped his hands in thanks.

Chen Mo asked casually.

"By the way, what have you been telling everyone about Zhou Hai and the others' whereabouts?"

Liu Biao replied with his head bowed.

"I told others that Zhao Zheng found clues about the massacre of his own family. Zhou Hai was worried about him, so he took his junior sister Xu with him to investigate. Their return date is uncertain."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, silently agreeing in his heart.

This explanation is flawless; to outsiders, it would seem perfectly reasonable.

With the help of the elixir, it won't be long before Liu Biao breaks through to the Transformation Realm. When that time comes, they can release the news that Zhou Hai and his group encountered an accident while they were away and entrusted the martial arts school to him for management. The logic will be perfectly consistent, and no one will investigate further.

Liu Biao didn't linger in the shop; he turned around and went back to cultivate.

The following days passed peacefully.

Chen Mo would cultivate at home with the three women every morning, and go to the store to deliver goods in the afternoon, while also collecting new cultivation techniques.

Running back and forth, neither too fast nor too slow.

The shop's business, however, became increasingly slow day by day.

On the first day, he received two low-grade Xuan-rank books, but on the second day, he only received one Xuan-rank book. By the third day, he had received zero.

There were quite a few people in line, but most of them were just trying their luck, hoping to exchange duplicate Yellow-Rank cultivation techniques for secret medicines. They were all chased away by Fatty Wang, who cursed and swore.

For the next two days, Chen Mo simply left a few days' worth of supplies at the shop and then lay down in the small courtyard in the east of the city to cultivate.

Qingzhu and Suyue practiced their boxing in the courtyard every day without fail, while their master's wife took medicine to cultivate her internal energy.

Chen Mo lay on the deck chair under the tree and continued watching his tutorial videos.

The system notifications kept ringing in my mind, from morning till night, without stopping.

On the evening of the fourth day, as the last system notification sounded, Chen Mo subconsciously brought his fingertips together into a sword-like gesture and gently swung them forward.

There was no sound of wind, no sound of swords.

The tree in the courtyard suddenly shook, and five or six green leaves slowly drifted down and landed at the foot of the green bamboo.

Qingzhu had just finished his punch when he looked down at the leaves on the ground and then looked up at the tree trunk.

A sword mark half an inch deep was on it, the cut as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been made with the sharpest sword.

She turned to look at Chen Mo on the recliner. His eyes were closed, and his fingers were still in the sword-pointing position, just like when he was asleep.

Qingzhu pursed her lips and said nothing; they were already used to it.

She turned around and raised her hand to perform another set of punches.

It was as if the sword energy that had appeared out of nowhere was just a gust of wind.

Once his internal energy had completely calmed down, Chen Mo opened his eyes and summoned the system panel.

Seeing all the martial arts techniques reach their pinnacle, neat and orderly, I felt a sense of satisfaction.

After mentally calculating, his strength had reached 153,600 jin.

It was 45,000 jin before, and in such a short time, it has more than tripled.

Chen Mo clenched his fists, feeling the expanding power within his body.

He felt like he could kill two cows with one punch right now!

150,000 jin.

If I were to actually fight a Grandmaster head-on, I should be able to hold my own for a few moves.

The main reason is that he has never fought against a master of the same level, so he has no idea how to assess himself.

Besides, he wouldn't be so reckless as to actively seek out a Grandmaster to fight against someone of a higher level. Fighting across levels is full of risks; one wrong step could cost him his life.

He prefers one-sided, crushing matches, the kind where the player's cultivation level is several major realms higher than their opponent's.

I only feel at ease when the fight is going smoothly and steadily.

He swiped down the panel, and a long list of cultivation techniques filled half the screen.

A quick glance reveals the screen filled with the words "Transcendent Realm," like a wall that makes one dizzy.

These are the sources of his sense of security.

Swipe your finger to the bottom and stop at the last line.

【Nine Heavens Sword Technique (Maximum Transformation)】

[Rank: Heavenly Rank Sword Technique]

[Description: A unique sword technique passed down from the founding era of the Great Abyss Dynasty. Its nine sword moves subtly correspond to the numbers of the Heavenly Ganges, and it is said to have been created by the founding emperor's tutor in his later years.]

[Effect: Strength +1920, Agility +3200, Sword Combo Speed ​​+100%]

[Special Effect: Nine Heavens Sword Cry - When the sword is drawn, the sound is like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger. The sword energy penetrates the body, severing the meridians and dissipating the internal energy of the person struck. The probability of the protective aura breaking under the crushing force of the sword is increased by 80%]

【Special Feature: Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate – Man and sword become one; wherever the mind goes, the sword's edge arrives. Within a radius of one hundred feet, all that the sword's intent reaches is enveloped in its power. Continuous sword strikes can stack sword power, up to nine strikes, each stronger than the last. When all nine swords are unleashed, all techniques are shattered.】

Heavenly-rank cultivation techniques are truly powerful.

Chen Mo turned off the control panel and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the armrest of the recliner.

"We should start thinking about how to get our hands on those two unique skills."