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

The disciple led the way, winding his way through the crowd, until he arrived at a courtyard.

The residence of the Left Protector is indeed magnificent.

The house has blue bricks and large tiles, two courtyards, and two stone lions standing at the entrance.

Wang Fucheng, being a product of officialdom, always maintained a certain level of decorum wherever he went.

The disciple led Chen Mo to the back gate.

"The Dharma Protector had instructed us long ago that no one was allowed to disturb him while he was practicing."

Chen Mo nodded, dismissed him, and went inside alone.

The backyard was kept neat and tidy, with two rows of bamboo planted in the corner.

Wang Fucheng sat cross-legged on a stone bench, a tablet in front of him, watching Chen Molu's instructional videos and practicing his breathing exercises.

In the video, his own voice is explaining the secrets of luck, sentence by sentence.

Wang Fucheng was so engrossed in listening that he didn't even notice the person behind him.

Judging from his aura, it was much stronger than last time, indicating that he had broken through to the Grandmaster realm.

"Left Protector".

Chen Mo spoke.

"It seems you've been cultivating diligently lately and have made a breakthrough in your cultivation level. Congratulations!"

Wang Fucheng turned his head, and upon seeing him, immediately stopped his practice, stood up, knelt on one knee, and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Young Master!"

This bow was not the manner of officialdom.

Having spent over a decade navigating the complexities of officialdom, he knew better than anyone which formalities were genuine and which were merely symbolic.

The person in front of him deserves to kneel.

"I owe my current position entirely to your guidance, young master. Without you, I would have been nothing more than a minor official in a small town."

Chen Mo waved his hand and walked to the table to sit down.

"You seized the opportunity yourself."

Wang Fucheng stood up, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, presented it with both hands, and then stood respectfully to the side.

"sit."

He then sat down, half of his buttocks touching the edge of the stool.

"How's things at the church lately?"

"Thanks to the young master, everything is going smoothly. Fatty Wang is in charge of miscellaneous tasks, and Liu Jingting is in charge of money and supplies; everything is on track."

He picked up his teacup and began to speak directly.

"Let me ask you something. How much do you know about the capital city? Anything is fine."

Wang Fucheng looked ashamed.

"My lord, I come from a poor family and have never been to the capital. I have only heard rumors about the capital, which say that it is full of experts and that even grandmasters have to keep a low profile there."

"What about the caravans? The caravans that come and go should bring back some news."

Wang Fucheng gave a wry smile.

"Lin'an City and Qingshi Town are both very remote, and caravans only come a few times a year. What they bring back are all trivial matters."

He paused after speaking, then bowed and volunteered.

"I will immediately arrange for disciples to go to the capital to gather intelligence! Report any news to you, young master!"

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

Chen Mo took a sip of tea, and immediately understood.

Wang Fucheng had some talent and entered officialdom on his own. He had no background or connections and only managed to get to the county town thanks to the secret medicine he received.

It's not even within the reach of the county seat, let alone the capital.

Without him, Wang Fucheng would have spent his entire life as the town magistrate of Qingshi Town.

It's normal not to know.

Chen Mo took out several bottles of pills from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"Take this and cultivate diligently."

After finishing his tea, he got up to leave.

Wang Fucheng took it with both hands, his throat bobbing, and knelt down on one knee once more:

"Thank you, young master!"

Chen Mo waved goodbye as he saw him to the door.

"Go back and keep practicing."

After saying that, he slowly walked back.

Back in the courtyard, Master's wife, Su Yue, and Qing Zhu were all cultivating, while Shangguan Hong was snacking and watching TV...

"Young Master!"

Qingzhu saw him first, stopped cultivating, and skipped over.

"I woke up and you were nowhere to be seen, where did you go?"

"I went for a walk in the village for a while."

Chen Mo raised his hand and rubbed her head.

Su Yue looked up, smiled at him, and continued her cultivation.

Xu Wanqing got up and came to his side.

"Did the commotion last night disturb the villagers?"

"Don't worry, I've already told everyone that I'm performing a ritual, and they all believe me."

Xu Wanqing covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

"You never tell the truth."

Shangguan Hong put down her snacks, glanced at him sideways, and curled up the corners of her mouth.

Chen Mo walked over, and without saying a word, picked up Shangguan Hong around the waist and carried her into the room.

"Hong'er, how dare you disobey your man! Prepare to be punished!"

Shangguan Hong was taken aback at first, but then she understood. Instead of struggling, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What wrong has this leader done?"

"Whether it's right or wrong, family rules have the final say."

The door was closed.

The first sound was the cult leader's laughter, which then turned into pleas for mercy.

The three people in the courtyard blushed upon hearing this.

Once the punishment was over, Qingzhu was the first to rush to the door, push it open, and shout inside.

"I want to be disciplined too!"

I can't leave her out.

Su Yue and Xu Wanqing also arrived at the door and exchanged glances.

One had her eyes downcast, the other was biting her lip.

Finally, one after the other, they followed inside, their faces flushed.

Chen Mo didn't hold back and punished all three of them.

This family discipline lasted until the sun was setting.

For the next ten days, Chen Mo lived a happy life in Stone Village.

During the day, he would set up a reclining chair in the courtyard and watch the four women practice their martial arts.

Every few days around mealtimes, villagers would bring food to the yard.

Freshly laid eggs, freshly picked vegetables, and half a piece of cured pork.

Chen Mo didn't refuse. He stood at the door and chatted with the people for a bit, then turned around and asked Su Yue to add two more dishes.

In the evening, a group of people sat around a table eating, drinking, chatting, and laughing, enjoying themselves immensely.

On the fifth night, he took the four women up into the sky and went crazy again.

Shangguan Hong had her fill of fun, but even after landing, she wasn't satisfied and had to have her head pressed down to calm down.

The villagers have gotten used to it by now; when they hear the roar, they just turn over and go back to sleep.

What's so interesting about Mr. Chen's actions?

Everything is normal on the Shennong sect's side.

Wang Fucheng and Zhao Shouan's strength has steadily improved, while Wang Pangzi and Liu Jingting have already gotten the hang of things and are handling the affairs of the sect in an orderly manner.

The disciples arranged by Wang Fucheng successively sent intelligence back to the capital.

Chen Mo finished reading.

Who is the most famous courtesan in the capital?

The emperor took another concubine last month.

Further down the list, it mentions which ministers have formed marriage alliances with which families, and how the price of rice in the city has increased by a few coins.

He was both amused and exasperated; it was all useless information.

On the tenth night, all four women went to sleep, and Chen Mo stood alone in the courtyard.

It's fine during the day.

People come and go, chickens crow and dogs bark, but the feeling is very faint; you can hardly notice it unless you pay close attention.

As soon as night falls and everything quiets down, that feeling comes out.

Not too light, not too heavy, but it's always there.

At first I thought it was just my imagination, but now I'm sure of it.

The world is pushing him out!

He closed his eyes and tried to relax.

The repulsive force became even more pronounced, as if a hand was pushing him outwards from his back.

You don't get this feeling on Earth!

Chen Mo opened his eyes and stopped thinking.

It seems that even if Blue Star breaks through to the Innate Realm, he will not ascend.

Only on the Tianxuan Continent, once you break through to the Innate Realm, this world will not tolerate you.

But he didn't intend to leave just like that; he hadn't yet obtained the Nine Yin Manual.

He cultivates both Yin and Yang simultaneously, aiming to ascend to the highest level.

Chen Mo looked up at the sky.

"It's time to get going."