Chapter 60: Why the Crowd?
Of course, her niece—Jin Meiyu—had managed to split it in two with a single punch. Partly because she was different from others. She possessed an innate 20 Meridians, eight more than the norm. Primordial Gate Metal is known to break only under the force of such individuals. Though others who have reached unfathomable realms in their cultivation can replicate this feat, consider this: one is able to achieve it without any cultivation realms, while the other takes thousands of years just to be capable of the same. Who would be stronger between them? Of course, the one with unfathomable cultivation. How? Even if the said person can one-punch the Primordial Gate Metal, that only applies here. If that unfathomable cultivation guy decides to take action against you, only fate could save you—if it so desired.
"But this Xu Mo... Could he be the son of the Head Elder? No, then why would he have to hide in the outer sect? Moreover, the way the Sect Master and Head Elder spoke about him did not suggest someone who got in through the backdoor... His discipline is also lacking. After sustaining just a few injuries, his heart loses the motivation to keep trying." She paused. "Taking all these factors into account... my niece should not face any threat from such a non-serious person."
With that, she fluttered her sleeves and turned to leave. Unbeknownst to her, the Ancestor was also spying on her and the Head Elder. However, his cultivation and experience were so far beyond these juniors that they were unable to sense his presence. Well, the Head Elder might have sensed something, but he likely mistook Lan Yuehai for the Ancestor.
"Haha... this Xu Mo is something. Without doing anything, the beauties are slowly showing their interest in him, one by one." The Ancestor sat in his seclusion chamber, contemplating something. "Also, that ulcer-faced girl—did something happen? I've already gathered information regarding that day and the previous days. No event occurred that might have caused her to distance herself from Xu Mo... Well, there was one person—the young man in the Technique Hall. He had bribed Xu Mo to bring that girl to him in the Technique Hall."
The Ancestor also became curious about what Xu Mo would do. Would he stab his friend for money? And if he didn't fulfill the young man's request, it would be like stabbing him in the back, as he had already taken the money.
But what Xu Mo did next left him speechless. After moving around the sect grounds, he encountered a random disciple who was in some trouble and urgently needed money. Xu Mo didn't ask how much; he simply placed the entire sack of money in the disciple's hand and disappeared into the crowd.
"As long as they do not harm Xu Mo, nothing else matters." The Ancestor had recently experienced a small breakthrough that caused him to reverse his age, and now he looked more like the uncle next door—a handsome hunk. He closed his eyes, and the silhouettes around him vanished, making the already dark underground chamber even darker and eerier.
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Morning.
Knock, knock!
"Delivery."
Creak-
"Xu Mo, ordered five chairs?"
"Hmm," Xu Mo confirmed with a nod.
"Sign here."
Scribble-
Xu Mo shook the delivery man's hand and received his courier by opening the gate wide. The courier guys helped him carry the chairs inside. Xu Mo did not use Qi to ease their work because they were simply doing their job, and they were paid for it.
"Thanks for purchasing from us. Please buy again."
Xu Mo closed the door and went inside to sort out and arrange the chairs. He had recently broken through to the third level of Qi Condensation. This was understandable after absorbing so many medicinal herbs daily. If he hadn't improved, he wouldn't be eligible to hold the position of true successor.
His Qi container had now grown three times larger than that of ordinary people, meaning his Qi reserves lasted three times longer than those of average individuals. Xu Mo was curious about how strong he would be in a fight against Long Chen now, especially with the help of the Dao of Silence and his Qi container being three times the size of an average talented disciple's.
He closed the door and went out for a walk. He visited many different parts of the outer sect. Just like that, the sun climbed high into the sky. Xu Mo saw a huge crowd of disciples gathered in a full circle.
Xu Mo walked a little closer and heard some voices.
"The moment my eyes landed on you, I lost my heart. Now, my heart and soul belong only to you, Mei Xueyin. Please accept my feelings."
With that, a handsome young man of tall stature took out his spatial ring and began raining down many exotic jewels, along with a small mountain of low-grade spiritual stones. From a distance, there might have been hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones at a glance.
Mei. Xue. Yin.
Xu Mo leaned casually against a wooden pillar, observing the scene before him with mild interest. In the bustling courtyard, Wei Rong—a third-rate villain infamous for his arrogance but lacking true cunning—stood before Mei Xueyin, presenting her with a jade hairpin while attempting to weave flowery words into something resembling a heartfelt confession.
Predictably, Mei Xueyin's expression remained indifferent, her gaze cold and distant. The moment Wei Rong attempted to flaunt his wealth and family background, Xu Mo inwardly shook his head, making a mental note.
"Lesson one: Never make status your selling point. If she cares about power, she'll find someone much stronger than you."
Wei Rong, undeterred by her silence, moved on to praising his own talents, boasting about his cultivation speed and how he'd surely become an inner disciple soon. Mei Xueyin's lips curled slightly—not in admiration, but in amusement, the kind one feels when watching a performance.
"Lesson two: Arrogance without backing is just empty noise. If you're going to boast, you'd better have the strength to prove it."
Then came the final mistake—Wei Rong declared that he had already rejected three other women for her sake, hoping his 'sincerity' would move her heart. Mei Xueyin's eyes turned cold, and without a word, she walked away.
Xu Mo sighed internally. "Lesson three: Never tell a woman she should be grateful for your attention. That's the quickest way to make her lose interest."
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