With One Month Left To Live, I Raised The Young Empress To Be A Sickly Girl

"I heard that there is a Chen Mo in the imperial capital. He is a useless Spirit Vein, but he calls himself Dao Ancestor. I wonder if he is your Excellency."

Zhang Jin's words were thorny and full of provocation.

Chen Mo frowned slightly, raised his head and glanced around. As his physique improved, not only did his strength grow, but his ears and eyes also became clearer. He spotted a few people looking at the mountain in the distance at a glance.

People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong. This is not just nonsense. Dao Ancestor's reputation is well-known, and many people really want to try it on him.

Especially Martial Dao.

“I don’t think I deserve it, it’s all nicknames given to me by others.”

Chen Mo smiled slightly and admitted it.

The corners of Zhang Jin's mouth raised. The original respect was gone, replaced by a trace of disdain. He sneered and said: "I am an entry-level disciple of the Guoshan Sect. I have opened three Spirit Veins now. I heard that Dao Ancestor defeated two Kaili with one move some time ago. People like Spirit Vein, I wonder if they can open my eyes."

provocative? Interesting... Chen Mo secretly rejoiced, but had other ideas in mind.

Of the six introductory stages of Body Refining, he has completed four of them: Body Tempering, Yijin, Yigu, and Marrow Cleansing; the next step is the blending of yin and yang.

Qi and blood coexist with impurities, forming an innate balance. However, as the impurities are discharged, qi and blood have a wider space in the body, but the balance is also lost. The incompatibility of yin and yang qi and blood will affect the growth of the strength of the muscles and bones.

At this time, a certain amount of qi and blood need to be discharged to promote the mixing of yin and yang. The simplest way is to fight.

"Open three meridians? Could it be that there are no entry disciples in your patron sect, so you can challenge me?"

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly with a hint of provocation, but Zhang Jin was stunned. After a moment, he reacted and his face became gloomy.

"They say you are Dao Ancestor. I don't believe it. If you, the useless Spirit Vein, can defeat me, I will admit it."

Chen Mo shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't need you to admit it, but if you want to be beaten, you can come and try."

"arrogant"

Zhang Jin couldn't stand jumping any longer, and stamped her feet on the ground. Like a cheetah, it rushed out, its fingers turned into claws, and it suddenly clawed at Chen Mo's face.

"I heard that in the imperial capital that day, Chen Mo made a man with two open pulses unable to rise again with one move, and died a few days later. I don't know if it's true or not."

"The useless Spirit Vein Innate cannot be cultivated, and it cannot be stored in the body. How can it find the strength to duel with the person who opened the veins? This matter is most likely false."

"Whether it's true or not, you'll know if you try it. That Zhang Jin has three meridians open is much stronger than someone with two meridians. If he is really strong, he should be able to survive a few attacks."

…

All eyes fell on Chen Mo. As Zhang Jin attacked, Liu Wuxin clenched her fists nervously. At this moment, she was already a Ninth Grade Martial Artist, and she was strong enough to protect Chen Mo.

However, Chen Mo hadn't spoken yet. If she stepped forward rashly, she might cause displeasure, so she could only stare at the former nervously, waiting for his prompts.

The corner of Chen Mo's mouth raised slightly, and he stood unmoved. Zhang Jin saw this and sneered: "Is it because he didn't react, or was he too scared to move? Huh, how can it be that the useless Spirit Vein can't be cultivated in the first place?" In my opinion, the opponent of a person who opens the pulse is someone who is just trying to gain fame."

A claw that could tear people apart with bare hands was suddenly grabbed out, and Chen Mo's forehead could be crushed in a moment. However, the fingers stopped just a few inches away from him.

Chen Mo had already grabbed Zhang Jin's wrist and twisted it with his backhand. There was a "click" and the sound of bone cracking. The latter grinned in pain and screamed.

"I told you, you are too weak."

Chen Mo shook his head, let go of Zhang Jin's wrist, and said coldly to the crowd: "Among the entry-level disciples of Guoshan Sect, are there none who can fight?"

Arrogant

Arrogant

The tone seemed to say, I am not targeting Zhang Jin, but saying that everyone here is rubbish.

In the square, nearly 90% of them were young people who had not yet started, but there were also a few beginner disciples of the Patron Sect. After hearing what Chen Mo said, they became indignant. A young man with a short hair jumped up and jumped in front of him.

"I'm Li Zhi, an introductory disciple of Guoshan Sect. I have opened five meridians. Please give me some advice."

The young man didn't say much. When Chen Mo reacted, he immediately raised his hand to attack.

After a few breaths, the young man fell to the ground as straight as a wooden board.

"Open five pulses and knock him down with one punch?"

"This Chen Mo is really not simple. The useless Spirit Vein can do this. It seems that his name as Dao Ancestor is true."

"The unity of knowledge and action, he really has the qualifications of Dao Ancestor. I don't know how far he can go in this path, and whether he has entered the realm of Ninth Grade Martial Artist."

…

As news spread that Chen Mo had defeated two disciples of the Patron Sect one after another, not long after, a group of younger brothers in white hurried over, all because they heard his provocative words and wanted to challenge him.

A crowded group of people huddled together and stared at Chen Mo menacingly.

"I'm Li Wang, a disciple of Guoshan Sect. I have opened seven meridians. Please give me some advice."

Another young man jumped out from the crowd, nine feet tall and as strong as an ox. Standing in front of everyone, he stood out from the crowd like an iron tower.

"It's Li Wang. He is a High Grade Spirit Vein. He has already opened seven Spirit Veins within one month of entry. After a while, he will officially become a Martial Artist and enter the outer sect."

"Although he only has seven meridians open, his brute strength is far beyond that of people at the same stage. He can break rocks with one punch. Even the elders think he is extremely talented and want to accept him as his disciple."

"Li Wang won't run away if he takes action. He is the leader among our entry-level disciples. If he can't defeat Chen Mo, then no one among my entry-level disciples can be his opponent."

…

There are several disciples of the Guoshan Sect who have opened their veins, and the strongest one has opened seven veins. If he opens eight Spirit Veins, he can enter the Tao and enter the outer sect. Therefore, among the disciples who are the disciples, Li Wang is undoubtedly the strongest.

It is precisely because of this that Chen Mo provokes the entry disciples. He really cannot beat the outer disciples.

Li Wang is not wearing a white robe, but is wearing a white shorts. His muscles are knotted, making the clothes bulge and burst. You can faintly see his muscle lines, which are full of strength, like a bull.

Chen Mo nodded slightly, "You are good, you can fight with me."

"Then let's fight"

Li Wang uttered a faint sentence, stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Chen Mo.

Li Wang was a tall man. Not only was he astonishingly big, but he was also incredibly fast. The moment he moved his feet, his figure appeared in front of Chen Mo like a ghost.

Chen Mo exclaimed, this was the first time he was evenly matched with him, no, to be precise, he was much stronger than him.

A fist as big as a sandbag struck suddenly. Chen Mo blocked it with both hands. He was knocked back dozens of steps with a bang and almost fell down.

His arms vibrated, like a heavy hammer falling on them. A stinging sensation swept over him, and his hands couldn't stop trembling. However, facing this situation, Chen Mo actually laughed out, "It hurts, it really hurts. This hurts so much." Is this a battle between Martial Artists?"