Squeak
The side room door suddenly opened, and Chen Mo walked out with a serious expression, then closed the door.
Fortune seems to have been waiting for a long time, eagerly running over, a face of gossip, "how is the third young master?"
"What how?"
"What do you mean?"
Fortune kept talking nonstop, while Chen Mo's face was full of lines, clearly understanding now that the old man's previous mention of needing to strip was just a joke aimed at him.
"They've woken up."
Chen Mo quietly uttered four words, directly interrupting the old man's spell-casting.
"How could that be? That's not possible! How could they have woken up?"
"Woken up is just woke up."
After Fortune left, Chen Mo hesitated for a moment and was actually going to give the three women a bath. Just as he put the little girl into the drug solution, she woke up, complaining loudly and waking up Lin Wuxin and Su Yumi.
Then, Chen Mo explained, causing the two girls to blush, and asked him to leave first.
At this point, Chen Mo didn't feel comfortable staying inside any longer. Ah, if I had known that, I wouldn't have let the little girl go first...
"Where is Zhang Long?"
Chen Mo steered the conversation away, not wanting to be led by Fortune, as he was still a naive young man.
"He went to soak in the medicinal liquid. His innate physique has been greatly improved over the years in the Chen family, and with the help of the third young master, he can definitely step into the eighth level of martial artists."
Fortune explained.
Chen Mo's expression changed slightly, "Fortune, you said you've read quite a few books in your early years, including some ancient texts. Do you know of any cultivation methods for me?"
Fortune was somewhat perplexed, pondering for a moment before seriously saying, "I heard that the third young master has a wasted precious spiritual vein."
Chen Mo nodded slightly.
In this world, spiritual veins are divided into nine categories: wasted, common, low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, super-grade, imperial-grade, sacred-grade, and celestial-grade.
The higher the grade of a spiritual vein, the stronger the talent, with celestial-grade being the strongest and common-grade being the weakest. As for Chen Mo's wasted spiritual vein, I'm sorry, even having the qualifications to start learning is nonexistent.
"Wasted spiritual veins, originally wide open channels, unable to gather spiritual energy, just like the water in their hands, can hold but not retain... Practice relies on the accumulation of qi in the body. If even qi cannot be retained, it is natural that one would have no chance to practice. I apologize for being direct, but if the third young master wants to cultivate in his life, it is likely that..."
Fortune sighed slightly. He missed the best opportunity to open his meridians and embark on the path of cultivation, which has long been a regret in his heart. However, Chen Mo doesn't even have the chance to open his meridians and start down that path.
"Since this path is not open, I will seek another way."
Chen Mo looked determined.
"What does the third young master mean..."
"Refining the body."
The term for martial artists refers to those who have opened their meridians, entered the realm of qi, accumulated qi in their bodies, condensed the Dan Tian, strengthened their meridians, and strengthened their body through cultivating qi.
While refining the body involves tempering the physique, strengthening the flesh, and is suitable for those with wasted spiritual veins who cannot practice cultivation.
"Does the third young master wish to take the path of refining the body?"
Fortune's eyes held a touch of worry, "It's not that the old man I have a sharp tongue. It's really that, this path is too difficult. For thousands of years on the land of Qiu, has anyone ever walked far on the path of refining the body? Cultivating qi emphasizes absorbing spiritual qi from heaven and earth, can fly through the sky and escape death; contrastingly, refining the body is essentially about draining qi and blood, going against heaven. Throughout history and to this day, while there have been ascenders on the path of refining the body, there have been none who have reached its peak..."
The strength gained from draining qi and blood is negligible, even less than that of someone who has opened their meridians. Moreover, they have to suffer the backlash of qi and blood depletion. Counting all the body refiners on the land of Qiu, who has ever lived to be sixty years old?
Fortune spoke earnestly, hoping that Chen Mo wouldn't step onto this path. It would be better for him to live a peaceful life as an ordinary person rather than getting involved in the world of martial artists, filled with battles and killing.
"The road is walked, there were no roads in the world originally, but when many people walk on them, they become roads..."
The path of body refining is indeed difficult. Throughout the history of the land of Qiu, no one has managed to walk out a path for themselves on this road. However, in a few hundred years, there will be someone who, with only a body refined through cultivation, will defeat a second-level martial artist and achieve a beautiful tale on the land of Qiu...
It completely breaks down the stereotypes people have towards body refining.
What others can do, I can do too... Chen Mo thought to himself.
Fortune opened his mouth to try and persuade Chen Mo further, but the latter shook his hand, "I have made up my mind. There's no need for you to say more, Fortune."
This is a world of survival of the fittest. If one has no strength, they will only become prey to be caught and eaten. Although Chen Mo can rely on others, only by having control over one's own fate can one feel at ease.
It was late at night, and after a day of rushing around, Chen Mo felt quite tired. After casually cleaning a side room, he lay down and went to sleep.
He woke up and hurriedly went to the room where Liu Wuxin and the other three girls had taken a bath last night.
At this time, the three women have already put on their clothes. As they were in a hurry when they came back last night, they are still wearing ragged pieces of cloth.
"Big Brother"
Seeing Chen Mo, the little girl came running over excitedly, hugging his leg and staring at him in a naive manner, "Sister said that last night you saw my body, so I can't get married anymore."
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You're what, only a child's age, and you're thinking about getting married? Chen Mo looked up and saw Liu Wuxin shaking her head in denial, as well as Su Yumi, who was looking away guiltily.
Chen Mo pulled the little girl, now walking with difficulty, to Su Yumo's side and gave her a mental slap, "Don't talk nonsense in front of children in the future."
Su Yumi covered her forehead, first staring in confusion and then her lips curved slightly, revealing a sweet smile, "I'm speaking the truth. If you had seen me and Xin sister completely naked last night, then we would have to marry you as well."
As she finished speaking, Liu Wuxin quickly lowered her head in embarrassment. Though young, she had worked in the brothel for several months, and naturally had picked up quite a bit from the surroundings.
"Third Young Master, aren't you afraid of responsibility?"
Su Yumi laughed.
"Yes, is it that Brother isn't willing to take responsibility for Xiao Dou Ding?"
Xiao Dou Ding wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's leg and spoke in a huff, imitating Su Yumi's words.
Chen Mo laughed, pinching the little girl's chubby cheeks and said, "You little brat, do you know what getting married means?"
Xiao Dou Ding released her hold on Chen Mo's leg, thought for a moment, then clenched her fists tightly, her face resolute, "Getting married means being able to eat enough food every day."
"You silly girl, you don't need to get married to eat well. Don't worry, as long as Brother is still around, you won't go hungry."
Chen Mo smiled and patted Xiao Dou Ding's head, feeling somewhat sympathetic in his heart. She said that, probably she didn't eat enough when she was being made into a furnace to create demons.
Not only Xiao Dou Ding, but Liu Wuxin and Su Yumo are also thin and bony. It's likely that neither of them has ever had a proper meal.
Chen Mo's expression was resolute. He would not let them suffer anymore...
