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

After hanging up the phone, the intercepted message was still displayed on the screen.

[Two hundred soldiers stationed at the base have taken special elixirs and practiced special techniques, which have enhanced their personal strength upon breakthrough. All of them have broken through to the fifth level of Body Refinement, with each individual's strength increasing by over five hundred jin.]

Ye Jingge will personally lead a team to engage in a direct confrontation with Indian troops in the coming days.

[Cultivation techniques and elixirs provided by: Chen Mo.]

The email originated from the recipient's location, while the recipient's IP address was in Beijing.

The program was able to intercept this message for a simple reason: it was because of his name.

Chen Mo tapped his fingers lightly on the edge of the table. If he hadn't mentioned him when sending the message, it would have been successfully sent by now.

There's no doubt that the mole is among these two hundred trainees.

The others at the garrison only knew that two hundred soldiers were undergoing closed special training, but they were not clear about the content of the training, let alone such detailed information as which level they had broken through.

But strangely, the address for receiving the information was in Beijing...

Chen Mo paused for a moment.

He could understand if it were foreign forces, since friction between the two sides had never stopped.

But who could it be from the capital?

What is his purpose?

There's too little information; thinking about it further won't help. Let's see if we can find the sender.

Interview them one by one?

It's not that it's impossible, but he has other, better methods.

But what's the use of catching a small fry now?

That would only alert the enemy. Instead of catching the messenger now, we should follow this lead and lure out the people hiding behind it.

Chen Mo stopped worrying about arresting the person and opened the background logs of the interception program, tracing the encrypted link left by the information layer by layer.

The phone was eventually identified as an old-fashioned feature phone, not a smartphone, and it had an unregistered prepaid SIM card inserted.

The investigation has reached this point, and the trail has gone cold.

The other party clearly understands counter-surveillance; they didn't just randomly send messages from a phone, they deliberately concealed their identity.

Chen Mo wasn't annoyed.

I never expected to find out who sent the email.

He clicked on the original message, selected all, copied and pasted it into the editing box, deleted all the content such as "cultivation", "elixir" and "Chen Mo", and left only one sentence.

Ye Jingge will personally lead a team to engage in a direct confrontation with Indian troops in the coming days.

After making the changes, he didn't even change the channel; he sent the message back to the original receiving address via the original encrypted link.

After doing all that, he leaned back in his chair and stared at the screen for two seconds.

Now we'll see how the people in the capital react when they receive the message.

Once a clue is revealed, we might be able to follow the trail and uncover even more information.

But before that, we need to modify the blocked keywords.

He opened the keyword settings page of the blocking program and added cultivation, elixirs, techniques, family, his woman, and the Ye family all at once.

From now on, any content containing these keywords will be subject to scrutiny and will have to go through him first.

Having done all that, Chen Mo got up, left the house, and headed straight for the training hall.

Inside, two hundred soldiers practiced "Iron Wire Fist" following the giant screen in front of them. Their punches and retractions were all perfectly synchronized, exuding a powerful aura.

Ye Jingge stood at the very front of the team and fought the most fiercely.

He had an abundance of pills, and his cultivation level broke through faster than others. He had already reached the ninth level of Body Refinement, and even his fists carried the sound of air being torn apart.

He caught a glimpse of Chen Mo standing at the entrance of the training ground out of the corner of his eye. Ye Jingge's eyes lit up, and he immediately stopped punching, turned around and shouted, "Keep practicing, don't stop!" He then turned and jogged over.

"Mr. Chen!"

He saluted Chen Mo, his face full of smiles.

"Yesterday, everyone broke through to the fifth level of Body Refinement, two days ahead of the original fifteen-day target! When we take them to the border, we'll definitely beat the Indians to a pulp!"

His tone was as if he had won a great victory and was reporting his triumph, unable to hide his pride.

Chen Mo nodded, his face expressionless.

"Come with me."

Ye Jingge's smile froze instantly. Without asking any further questions, he obediently followed behind Chen Mo.

The two walked back to their room, and Chen Mo locked the door behind him.

He took out his phone, opened the blocked message, and handed it to Ye Jingge.

See for yourself.

Ye Jingge lowered his head in confusion. At first, he frowned and didn't react. But after reading the whole sentence, the smile on his face gradually faded, and then his face flushed red.

"Damn! There's a mole!"

He cursed, then suddenly raised his hand and slammed it on the solid wood table next to him.

"Snap!"

The thick wooden plank was snapped in two, scattering sawdust all over the ground.

"That traitor!"

Ye Jingge's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth, his chest heaving violently.

As soon as he and Chen Mo arrived, they taught the warriors how to cultivate and even gave them pills.

He himself spent every day with these soldiers, eating and training with them, and treating them with utmost sincerity. Yet, someone stabbed him in the back the moment he turned around. This was worse than being killed.

Most importantly, he worried that Chen Mo would become dissatisfied and distance himself from the Ye family because of this...

Chen Mo waited for him to catch his breath before speaking.

"Calm down."

Ye Jingge clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

"I'll go and investigate everyone right now! Interrogate them one by one! I refuse to believe I can't find this scumbag!"

"What's the rush?"

Chen Mo raised his eyelids slightly.

"Investigating now would be tantamount to telling him directly that he's been exposed. Even if you find out, what's the use of catching a small fry? If you're going to arrest someone, arrest the big fish behind them."

Ye Jingge was taken aback, then suppressed his anger and asked in a deep voice.

"Mr. Chen, do you have a plan?"

Chen Mo briefly explained how he modified the message and sent it back along the original route to test the recipient.

After saying that, he added another sentence.

"Now we just need to wait for the recipient in the capital to make a move. Until then, you should do whatever you need to do and pretend that nothing has happened."

Ye Jingge nodded emphatically after hearing this.

"Yes, Mr. Chen, I will follow your instructions."

After returning the phone to Chen Mo, he stood there, his mind racing through all the details of the past few days.

Suddenly he looked up sharply, his gaze fixed, and his expression turned even more grim.

"yesterday!"

His voice was deep, tinged with regret.

"Yesterday, everyone broke through to the fifth level of Body Refinement. I saw that everyone had been cultivating very hard recently and had completed the goal ahead of schedule, so I gave them half a day off."

The more he spoke, the tighter his fists clenched, his knuckles cracking.

Without a doubt, the window of opportunity for the leak is this half-day.

At that time, everyone knew that the training camp would end and they would be going to the border. They also knew that the cultivation techniques and pills were provided by Chen Mo, and all the intelligence was leaked out in that half-day.

The mole must have taken advantage of the holiday to pull out a hidden old-fashioned phone, set a timer to send the message, and sent it out right on the last minute.

"It was my carelessness."

Ye Jingge gritted his teeth.

"I shouldn't have let go of that door."

"It's none of your business."

Chen Mo sat on a chair to the side, his tone very calm.

"The other party was deliberately scheming against him. Even without this holiday, he would have found another opportunity."

"Go back to the venue first, and I'll let you know if there's any further news."