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

The flight was in the afternoon, and we landed in Hangzhou in the evening.

Chen Mo returned to the villa by car. The house was warm and cozy, with the constant temperature air conditioning set to the most comfortable temperature. Compared to the minus twenty degrees Celsius wind at the border, it was a completely different world.

"You're back?"

Ye Yunshu came out from the living room, carrying a cup of tea.

"The temperature is just right, let me moisten my throat first."

Chen Mo took the tea, drank most of it in one gulp, and sat down on the sofa.

"How's it going at the lab?"

"Everything is ready."

Ye Yunshu sat down next to him and pulled out a list from the side of the table.

"The equipment was inspected and accepted last week. The medicinal samples and seeds have all been sorted according to your list. The gene sequencer, micromanipulation table, and cell culture incubator are all top-of-the-line equipment in the world."

Chen Mo took the tea and drank a sip, the warmth sliding down his throat. He reached out and pulled the person into his arms, kissing him for a while before letting go.

"Thank you for your hard work; you were faster than I expected."

Ye Yunshu's ears turned slightly red as she leaned against his chest and whispered.

"My third aunt was a great help. She put in a good word with the medical system, and the approval process for several imported pieces of equipment went smoothly."

Chen Mo hummed in response, not paying any attention, and pinched her leg.

Just then, the sound of slippers clattering came from upstairs.

Lu Xingyao rushed down like a little rabbit, buried her head in his arms, and looked up at him, shouting.

"Me too!"

Chen Mo smiled, lowered his head and kissed her for a while, stroking her hair.

"What have you been doing at home lately?"

"I've converted the backyard sunroom!"

Lu Xingyao's eyes shone brightly.

"We've installed grow lights and a temperature-controlled incubator, and set up a small trial nursery! Once your seeds are ready, I'll help you plant them first; it'll be your first experimental plot!"

"OK."

Chen Mo pinched her cheek.

"I'll give you the first batch of seeds then."

After chatting with the two women for only a few minutes, Chen Mo got up and walked out.

The laboratory is located in the West City Industrial Park, some distance from the villa. The entire building was bought by Ye Yunshu, and there are no tall buildings around. Security is handled entirely by her own people, ensuring maximum confidentiality.

The car was parked at the entrance of the park. Chen Mo swiped his card to enter and took the elevator directly to the top-floor laboratory.

The heavy, airtight door slowly opened, and cool white light filled the entire space.

The equipment was arranged in rows, spotless.

On the worktable, the medicinal herb samples are categorized and each has a label.

This configuration is top-notch even on an international scale.

Ye Yunshu did a flawless job.

Start by practicing with the most basic bone-strengthening pill ingredients.

He rolled up his sleeves and casually picked up a sample of the ingredients for the bone-strengthening pills.

The next second, the things in my mind popped up on their own.

The systemic gene infusion technology is not a craft, but a complete system.

From gene editing to protein expression, from drug regulation to species fusion, it far surpasses the current level on Earth.

The moment my fingertips touched the leaf, a complete optimization plan unfolded in my mind.

It is crystal clear which fragments inhibit drug efficacy, which enhance activity, and which are useless redundant sequences.

The "locks" on medicinal materials, which have evolved over millions of years, are no different from paper when faced with the knowledge of the ultimate realm.

He walked to the micromanipulation table, sat down, turned on the machine, and placed the sample on it.

The gene sequence slowly unfolded on the screen, and Chen Mo manipulated the microneedle with his fingertips, his movements fluid and graceful.

Remove the repressive fragment, attach a high-efficiency promoter, graft growth-advantage genes, and eliminate redundant sequences.

The four movements were performed in one smooth, fluid motion, as if these hands had done it a thousand times.

The modified seedlings were placed in a constant temperature incubator, filled with nutrient solution, and allowed to grow at full speed.

The bone-strengthening grass, which takes three months to grow in the wild, can mature in just a few hours under these extreme conditions.

While he was at it, Chen Mo revised the remaining basic medicinal herb samples one by one.

Four hours later, the incubator beeped.

Chen Mo took out the medicinal seedling. Its leaves were thicker than the original ones, and the color was dark green. When he smelled it closely, the medicinal smell was so strong that it was bitter.

He immediately prepared a batch of medicinal herbs. The new bone-strengthening pills were dark brown in color, with a faint sheen on the surface, and the aroma of the herbs wafted into his nose.

Insert it into the detector, and the screen quickly displays the data.

Its medicinal efficacy is 3.1 times that of the raw medicinal materials.

Chen Mo put the pills on the table and a smile appeared on his lips.

Practice session over.

He turned around and opened the next batch of medicinal herb samples.

Bone-strengthening pills are just an appetizer.

What he really needs to do is find medicinal herbs that are usable by Grandmasters.

For the next month, Chen Mo lived and worked in the laboratory.

Everything has already been arranged on the Tianxuan Continent, so there's no rush to return.

Aside from a short period of deep sleep each day, I spend the rest of my time between instruments and incubators.

On the first day, he optimized the gene conformation, and the drug's efficacy expression doubled.

On the third day, he unearthed a dormant ancient medicinal fragment from the genome, unlocked and activated it, and the active ingredient was much more potent than that of existing varieties.

On the seventh day, he fused the medicinal genes of three related medicinal herbs into the same seedling. The three medicinal properties did not clash; instead, they pushed against each other and grew upwards.

Each time a product is produced, the algorithm automatically scans it to find new optimization points and feeds them into the next round.

The medicinal properties of herbs change every day.

At the same time, he was also experimenting with new elixirs based on alchemical texts he had obtained from Taoist schools.

On the morning of the thirtieth day, Chen Mo looked at the twelve pills in his hand.

It is deep purple all over and has a smooth, rounded surface.

When the device was placed on the detector and the data popped up, Chen Mo's eyes widened.

Its medicinal power is 12 times that of the top-grade Qi Condensation Pill!

Without hesitation, Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the ground and threw the pill into his mouth.

The medicinal power exploded in the dantian, and a surge of heat rushed out from the abdomen, heading straight for the limbs and bones.

It was scalding hot, like someone had poured molten iron into my veins.

He circulated his energy, completing a full cycle.

Chen Mo was completely stunned.

Up!

His cultivation level has increased.

It's not the kind of grinding that you can't see any progress even after a month; it's the kind where you can clearly feel yourself getting stronger after one cycle is completed.

Since entering the Grandmaster realm, his cultivation has been like being stuck in a pile of cotton.

Without elixirs, cultivation is as slow as a snail's pace.

That feeling is even worse than not having talent.

It's like the road is right under your feet, but someone is holding your shoulders and preventing you from walking.

He's been stuck here ever since he reached the Grandmaster realm.

It's different now.

That hand loosened.

The second Sunday.

The third Sunday.

The heat flow washed over his meridians again and again, and his cultivation level climbed up inch by inch.

It gets stronger with every breath.

This feeling was so long ago, so long ago that he almost burst out laughing.

Nine major cycles were completed, and the medicinal power was thoroughly refined.

Chen Mo opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

There was no breakthrough.

But he wasn't in a hurry. Before, he couldn't even figure out where hope lay; it was all shrouded in mist.

Now, he saw it.

Not only did I see it, I also saw how far away I was from it.

At this rate, with medication and rigorous self-cultivation, that distance can be covered day by day.

He wanted both the leader of the Crimson Fire Sect and its ultimate techniques.