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

The Crimson Fire Sect entered a state of war preparedness, and the Right Protector summoned all the elders to the Sect Leader's courtyard for a meeting.

When Elder Zhao arrived again, all the other elders had already arrived.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Mo began to question him.

"Elder Zhao, who were you sending that carrier pigeon to?"

Elder Zhao's expression changed, but he forced himself to remain calm.

"I didn't; it was probably put there by a servant."

Chen Mo walked up to him and looked down at him.

"Shortly after the sect leader went into seclusion and was seriously injured, the imperial army of 50,000 had already assembled at the foot of the mountain. What a coincidence!"

"This news is known only to you and the Right Protector, and you just released a carrier pigeon. Who else could it be but you?"

The elders of the entire courtyard were in uproar.

Elder Zhao's lips trembled, and he couldn't answer a single word.

Chen Mo didn't ask a second question, and slapped down with his palm.

When the traitor was executed and his body was dragged away, no one in the entire courtyard dared to utter a sound.

Meanwhile, the 50,000-strong army was ready, and Huo Yan arrived at the mountainside ahead of time.

Deployment on the mountain was then carried out.

Ru Hua accepted the order to go to the mountain gate to organize the disciples to set up defenses, and all the rolling stones and logs were put on the stand.

A disciple asked in a low voice.

"Right Protector, is a large army really attacking?"

Ru Hua patted his shoulder and smiled meaningfully.

"Don't worry, this place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, there won't be any problems."

The three women each picked up a gun and set off for the three ambush sites they had chosen during the day.

With their superior positions, the three positions effectively blocked the narrow road, turning it into a dead end.

"If you see the enemy, give them a good beating. Don't be stingy with your bullets."

Chen Mo gave instructions.

"Understood, young master!"

Qingzhu carried the Gatling gun and skipped out of the courtyard.

Su Yue and Xu Wanqing followed closely behind.

Only Chen Mo and Shangguan Hong remained in the courtyard. He took out a hand grenade and taught Shangguan Hong how to use it.

I'll use this to deal with Grandmasters and Masters later. It might not be effective, but I'll take care of it if I can.

The operation is very simple; Shangguan Hong learned it in no time.

Put away the grenades, and the drone takes off.

On the screen, flames stretched across the foot of the mountain, and the 50,000-strong army had assembled and was forming ranks. The vanguard had already arrived at the mountain pass.

It came faster than expected.

Everything is ready.

About an hour later, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard.

The fish has taken the bait.

Huo Yan entered through the mountain gate, and the sentries all bowed to him without daring to stop him.

He pushed open the courtyard gate, glanced at the surrounding defenses, and sneered inwardly.

With the cult leader gone, the group was indeed leaderless, and only a gigolo was left to guard the cult leader's courtyard.

He gestured with his chin toward Chen Mo, speaking in the tone of a superior to a subordinate.

"Hey you, take me to see the cult leader."

That respectful demeanor during the day has been completely torn away.

He wasn't satisfied and added two more sentences.

"Let me be frank with you. After tonight, I, Huo Yan, will be in charge of the Crimson Fire Sect. If you're willing to kneel down and kowtow then, I might spare your life."

"After all, I'd rather not kill someone like you."

"What are you standing there for?"

Seeing that Chen Mo did not move, Huo Yan's voice turned cold.

"The sect leader is seriously injured, so I will temporarily take over the affairs of the sect. You're just a pretty boy who makes a living off your looks, so you'd better know your place, otherwise..."

"Left Protector, this way please."

Chen Mo stood up with a smile.

Huo Yan strode towards the bedroom.

The bedroom was dimly lit by candlelight, and a figure could be vaguely seen sitting behind the screen.

Huo Yan immediately put on an anxious expression and strode forward.

"Master! Your subordinate is late..."

"It's not too late, you've come at the perfect time."

A cold voice came from behind the screen, not a trace of weakness.

"Left Protector, your excellent elixir almost cost me my life."

Huo Yan's steps suddenly froze on the spot.

He belatedly realized what was happening.

From the moment he entered until now, the person behind the screen has maintained a calm and steady aura, and even a grandmaster like himself has not noticed anything unusual.

Great!

He turned to run away!

But it was too late.

A shadow swept past him.

Chen Mo used all his strength this time.

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he unleashed all his strength, amounting to tens of thousands of pounds, instantly slicing through both wrists. The two severed hands fell to the ground with a thud, their fingers still twitching.

Immediately following was a sweeping kick, and two crisp cracking sounds were heard from the shinbone.

By the time Huo Yan realized what was happening, all that remained was endless pain.

He screamed and knelt down in his own pool of blood.

Even though they were both Grandmasters, he couldn't even see how Chen Mo made his move.

With a flicker of the candlelight, Shangguan Hong emerged from behind the screen.

His complexion was rosy and his breathing was long and even; he showed no signs of serious injury.

Huo Yan knelt on the ground and looked up at her. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood everything.

The injury is fake.

Elder Zhao was the message he sent, the bait; he was the turtle that got caught.

"You guys are so calculating..."

He let out a bitter laugh.

Shangguan Hong looked down at him from her high vantage point.

Why?

Her fingertips trembled slightly inside her sleeve.

Huo Yan knelt in the pool of blood, knowing he was doomed, so he simply stopped pretending.

He threw his head back and laughed wildly, a truly manic laugh.

"Why? I was discovered by the court long ago! His Majesty didn't kill me; instead, he allowed me to continue serving in the court, gave me power, and countless women! In the court, I lived an upright life; but in the Crimson Fire Sect? I hid like a thief for over a decade!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You lot think you can fight against Da Yuan? You have no idea how strong Da Yuan is!"

How strong is the Great Abyss?

Chen Mo took over the conversation, deliberately raising his chin high.

"The sect leader is already a late-stage Grandmaster, and the secret formula I possess can raise dozens of times more troops. Given time, is it difficult to crush the Great Abyss?"

Huo Yan looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Although he made a careless mistake and lost his life.

But at least it can tell this pretty boy that everything he's so proud of is nothing in the face of true power.

This is the last time he can win.

"Do you know how powerful His Majesty is now?"

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled smugly.

"His Majesty's mastery of the Nine Yin Manual has already reached the pinnacle, placing him at the half-step Innate Realm, and he can ascend to immortality at any moment!"

"Moreover, His Majesty isn't the only one at the half-step Xiantian realm in the palace!"

The courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Shangguan Hong stood there, stunned, her expression gradually darkening.

More than one half-step Innate Realm expert!

How can we win?

Only Chen Mo's eyes shone.

The Nine Yin Manual!

Nine Yangs represent ultimate strength, while nine Yins represent ultimate gentleness.

An isolated yang cannot last, nor can an isolated yin produce life.

He had mastered the Nine Yang Manual and was just worried about not having a suitable partner when the answer came to him on its own.

"Are you done talking?"

Chen Mo squatted down and looked at him.

"Any last words?"

Huo Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, stared intently at him, and asked one last question.

"Who...are you?"

Chen Mo chuckled.

"Consider this your death warrant."

The sword rises.

A head rolled off.

Chen Mo stood up, turned to look at Shangguan Hong, and slowly a smile appeared on his lips.

He originally only planned to acquire one unique skill during his trip to the Tianxuan Continent.

Now, we need to take the second one.

Moreover, the Nine Yin Manual is perfect for his woman to cultivate.

Looking at his profile, Shangguan Hong suddenly understood what he wanted to do.

"Are you going to the capital?"

"I'll go there after things are settled here, and then I'll give you sisters a different unique skill to practice."