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

The group returned to the courtyard, where Qingzhu was still completely caught up in the excitement of firing the cannon.

As soon as she entered, she started chattering incessantly, gesturing wildly with her hands to describe the scene she had just witnessed. The fire from that cannon shot out and the flames shot up dozens of feet high. Even now, when she recalls it, the hairs on her arms still stand on end.

"That firecracker was really exciting, a million times more exciting than the firecrackers set off during Chinese New Year."

She smacked her lips, savoring the memory.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and mimicked the gesture of pulling the fire rope earlier, letting out a loud "hey!"

If it weren't for everyone stopping her, she could have stayed with that 155mm heavy gun all night and never gotten tired of touching it.

"My lord! With these cannons, we have nothing to fear, no matter how many enemies come!"

"That's right! All our hard training for a month is no match for one of their cannons. One cannon can crush a whole group of experts; it's much more worthwhile than burying ourselves in martial arts training."

Several ladies echoed this sentiment.

"From now on, we can just live by guarding the cannons. If anyone provokes us, we'll just blast them back with one shot."

Listening to their chatter, Chen Mo immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Xu Wanqing and Shangguan Hong stood quietly to the side without saying a word, and Su Yue and Yan Ci also did not respond.

They were all clear-headed, but these few beauties had witnessed the terrifying power of artillery fire firsthand, and their minds had completely gone astray. They actually thought that with cannons, they could completely slack off and not need to cultivate anymore.

The shock of the artillery fire directly caused them to develop a mindset of relying on external things and neglecting their cultivation.

Chen Mo spoke in a calm tone.

"No matter how powerful the cannons are, they are ultimately just external possessions. Every shell fired is one less available. If you encounter a million enemy troops and run out of shells, who will you rely on then?"

The women took it as a joke, thinking that a million enemy soldiers were just some random bunch of people in the world.

Chen Mo didn't explain much. Before long, they would realize that their current understanding was too shallow, and that the number was even underestimated.

The courtyard fell silent instantly.

A beautiful woman muttered to herself.

"Young master, don't we still have plenty of cannonballs? We can't possibly use them all."

Chen Mo said truthfully

"There are indeed still many in stock. But have you ever considered that artillery is inanimate, but people are adaptable? The enemy has figured out our tactics and can launch surprise attacks from all sides at night. A single cannon can only hit a few people at most; it's not enough to stop them."

Upon hearing this, the beauties immediately fell silent, unable to utter another word of hope.

Qingzhu hesitated for a long time but didn't dare to reply.

After hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but speak.

"Young master, couldn't you bring back some more cannonballs and a few more cannons?"

Chen Mo turned to look at her and slowly asked in return.

"Even if I can continuously supply endless artillery fire and defeat all the enemies, what then?"

The question left the entire room momentarily frozen, and no one could answer it.

Yes, what happens after you win?

The young master cannot stay by their side forever to protect them from the wind and rain.

External things can provide temporary stability, but not lifelong stability. Ultimately, you have to walk your own path step by step.

Chen Mo looked at everyone and spoke slowly again.

"My strength is recovering rapidly, and it won't be long before I break through to the Innate Realm."

He did not elaborate further.

The word "restore" reached the ears of the women, and none dared to ask further. They were already used to the countless secrets hidden within their young master, and over time, even their curiosity had faded.

But the word "innate" was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up huge waves in everyone's hearts.

Breaking through the innate barrier allows one to ascend to immortality.

Once you ascend, you are truly separated from the other world.

He went to the higher realm of immortals, while the people left behind were trapped on this Tianxuan Continent. From then on, they never met again, could not see each other, and could not hear each other's cries.

Once this thought pops into my head, it grows wildly in my heart, and I can't suppress it no matter what I do.

Everyone's heart clenched instantly, feeling both bitter and panicked.

The seven empresses turned deathly pale instantly.

They were the last to join, had the shallowest foundation, and were the most fearful.

Once the young master ascends to immortality, they will lack sufficient strength to protect themselves. If they remain in the chaotic Tianxuan Continent, they will only be at the mercy of others.

The once lively and energetic Qingzhu had completely lost her smile and hung her head in silence for a long time.

Shangguan Hong quietly clenched her palm.

She was focused on cultivating diligently, only wanting to become stronger as soon as possible, overthrow the Great Abyss, and take control of the world.

But what use is this world to her after the young master ascends to immortality?

The sense of urgency in my heart is even stronger now.

Xu Wanqing pursed her lips and remained silent.

Su Yue and Yan Ci exchanged a glance, their eyes both filled with the same resolute determination.

They come from humble backgrounds and understand the harsh realities of life best. They know better than anyone else that it's better to rely on yourself.

The world will only become more and more dangerous. If you don't work your hardest to develop your strength, you won't even have the right to stand by his side in the future.

practice!

Train like crazy!

That night, all the lights in the courtyard stayed on all night, and no one slept.

Everyone was meditating and cultivating diligently inside the room. The warm energy from the dissolved elixir continuously sank into their dantian, refining their foundation and improving their cultivation.

Chen Mo stood alone in the courtyard, listening to the quiet sounds of cultivation throughout the courtyard. He stood quietly for a moment without making a sound to disturb them.

Some truths cannot be explained by others; they can only be understood by the individuals themselves.

Only when you truly understand something in your heart will you be willing to work hard and give it your all.

Once everyone had calmed down, Chen Mo took out the prepared pills and distributed one to each person.

The pills were just enough for one person to take for a whole month.

He then took out a bunch of walkie-talkies, one for each person.

"The walkie-talkies at the hilltop artillery positions are for wartime use only."

"Keep this one for daily use, so you can stay in touch anytime, whether you're on the mountain or down. Take your pills on time and steadily improve your cultivation."

Chen Mo began to give instructions

"yes!"

The women responded in unison, their attitude both respectful and firm.

After giving his instructions, Chen Mo instantly teleported back to Earth.

After last night's deafening bombardment, the local thugs were utterly terrified and could finally enjoy a period of peace for a while.

Back on Earth, Chen Mo's life consisted of only one thing: rigorous self-cultivation.

The bedroom door was tightly shut, rows of medicine bottles were empty one after another, and the cell phone was completely turned off, cutting off all contact with the outside world.

He consumed pills like candy, and after fifteen days of intensive, accelerated training, he successfully broke through and entered the Grandmaster realm.

The moment his realm stabilized, Chen Mo took the opportunity to return to the Tianxuan Continent to check on the situation.

The blue star is half a moon, and the celestial mystery lasts no more than five days.

Only a few scattered figures remained outside Stone Village. The shadow of the cannon fire that wiped out Hundred Sects that night still weighed on everyone's hearts, and no one dared to venture into the mountains to spy.

He first climbed to the top of the mountain to inspect the position of the twelve cannons, which were in their original positions. The tarpaulins covering the shell boxes were tightly sealed, and the guards were meticulously guarding their posts without daring to slack off.

When the disciples of Shennong Sect saw him appear, they all straightened their backs instantly, their eyes filled with burning reverence.

Those three earth-shattering cannon shots had already resounded throughout the entire sect, and now, in the hearts of all the disciples, the young master was comparable to a god.

However, the church is currently facing a thorny problem.

The Shennong Sect has 100,000 peripheral disciples and 3,000 inner disciples, along with their families, totaling over 100,000 people.

With over 100,000 troops consuming a great deal of food and drink daily, the sect's food reserves have been completely depleted.

Down in the mountains, the world was in chaos and war. Even with money, it was impossible to buy food. Shangguan Hong, Wang Fucheng, and other high-ranking officials were worried every day, their mouths watering with anxiety.

Chen Mo spoke calmly.

"I understand. I'll take care of the food issue."

He immediately returned to Blue Star and dialed Ye Yunshu's number.

Rice and flour were purchased in bulk by the truckload and by the ship; monitors, audio equipment, and power banks were all stockpiled; and all kinds of cultivation pills and supporting equipment were prepared.

Ye Yunshu is always efficient and decisive, and only asked a few simple questions over the phone.

"How much do you need?"

"The more the better."

Chen Mo replied.

"clear."

In just three days, the warehouses on the outskirts of the city were filled with mountains of grain and supplies.

Chen Mo drove there alone and instantly emptied the entire warehouse of supplies, storing them all in his storage ring.

Upon returning to Tianxuan, a massive amount of food poured out of thin air, flowing continuously.

Shangguan Hong and the other women were completely dumbfounded as they watched him move mountains and fill seas out of thin air, continuously transporting supplies and food.

They watched helplessly as grain rained down from mid-air, filling dozens of empty granaries.

This is no longer an ordinary supernatural power; it is an unparalleled divine skill.

A bronze ring contained tens of thousands of tons of grain and dozens of sets of training equipment for spiritual practice.

The ample provisions were enough to feed and clothe hundreds of thousands of believers for more than half a year.

All kinds of equipment have been set up, and dozens of venues, including the sect's main hall and martial arts training ground, are playing cultivation teaching videos on a loop day and night.

The disciples lined up to practice following the instructional videos, and each one of them was like a genius, making rapid progress in their cultivation.

The pills were distributed according to the roster, and Wang Fucheng personally verified the rules.

Each of the three thousand inner disciples will be given ten tokens first.

The 100,000 outer disciples will receive their rewards in turn according to their daily performance, with the diligent and hardworking receiving priority and those who slack off receiving more.

From then on, everyone in the Shennong Sect devoted themselves to rigorous training, and their overall strength improved day by day.

In a short period of time, all the disciples of the sect broke through to the Qi and Blood Realm, and their confidence grew stronger and stronger.

Life was peaceful and uneventful, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

On Blue Star, Chen Mo devoted himself to arduous cultivation and successfully broke through to the Grandmaster realm.

With his realm stabilized, he returned to the Heavenly Profound Realm. Just as he sat down and picked up his teacup, Shangguan Hong rushed over with a solemn expression.

"Young master, something has happened."

"explain."

Chen Mo spoke calmly.

"Master Yu, who fled overnight, is now selling the location of our Shennong Sect's headquarters in the martial arts world."

Shangguan Hong said in a deep voice.

"This Grandmaster is now living a life of unparalleled luxury, spending his days in restaurants, riding fine horses, and greeting everyone with a smile."

"When others mocked him for being cowardly and weak, he was not angry at all. He believed that being a coward had its own kind of luck, and he made a fortune by selling information."

Chen Mo held the teacup, his fingertips gently stroking the rim, without saying a word.

He chuckled softly after a moment.

"Let him sell. The more people sell, the more people will come, and the more people come, the better."

Shangguan Hong was slightly taken aback, but continued to report, her expression becoming increasingly solemn.

"Tens of thousands of martial arts masters have gathered outside Stone Village once again. Countless tents have been pitched all the way from the village to the riverbank, and the flags of various sects are planted everywhere. The tragic deaths of the two grandmasters have not deterred the crowd; on the contrary, they have made everyone even more eager for the two true scriptures."

"There are even more difficult ones."

Her voice turned completely somber.

"The imperial court has officially dispatched troops, with a million soldiers marching south. Their camps and banners stretch for dozens of miles, and the vanguard has already crossed the river. According to their pace, the army will be able to reach the foot of Shennong Mountain within two months."

Chen Mo remained calm, showing no surprise whatsoever.

A brief silence fell over the room.

After a long while, Chen Mo gently put down his teacup.

"It came faster than I expected."

He looked up at the northern horizon.

A million-strong imperial army, top sects from all sides, tens of thousands of martial arts masters, and various forces lurking in the shadows—come at will.

Two months is neither a long nor a short time.

It was enough for him to advance his own cultivation further, and enough for those heavy steel cannons on the mountaintop to have a good drink of blood.

This is a good opportunity to test his true strength in breaking through to the Grandmaster level, and also to test the true power of the remaining equipment.