High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

The information entry was very fast; they just scanned it once, and that was it.

Upon entering the villa, the group discovered that it was a hidden gem.

One word to describe it: huge!

The only word to describe it is "luxurious"!

It has everything you could want, including gardens, rockeries, playgrounds, lawns, fountains, and more.

"Each of your families will have one villa. If you have any questions, you can ask the housekeeper, and he will tell you everything."

After entering the villa's living room and taking their seats, Zhang Wuji had already finished his introductions.

Everyone nodded in unison, indicating that they understood.

"Now that everything is arranged, I have a favor to ask, and I hope you won't mind."

"Old Zhang, what's the matter? Please tell us, and we'll definitely do our best to help!"

Mr. and Mrs. Chen, along with Mr. and Mrs. Li Yuntao, immediately expressed their support.

Chen Mo and Li Mengxue remained silent, looking at Zhang Wuji, wanting to hear what kind of unreasonable request it was.

Zhang Wuji didn't mince words and went straight to the point:

"It's not a big deal. Xiao Mo and Xiao Xue, you two are both prodigies. You broke through to the Grandmaster level at the young age of 18, and you can only look up to the Martial Saint."

"I want to take you two as my disciples and teach you everything I have learned in my life so that you can become martial saints as soon as possible."

"I wonder if you'd be willing?"

"Yes, yes, of course I'm willing!"

Mr. Chen was overjoyed. To be able to become a disciple of the Martial Saint! Such an opportunity was something others would kill for, but now it was right in front of his son. Without a second thought, he agreed on behalf of his son.

"It's not like I'm asking you what you promised."

Chen's mother grabbed Chen's father's arm. Although she knew that the opportunity to become a disciple of the Martial Saint was rare, she did not want to make the decision for her son. Whether he was willing or not was up to him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhang, you should ask Xiao Mo. He's all grown up now, and he can make his own decisions."

"It's alright, it's alright. Becoming an apprentice is a two-way choice, entirely voluntary."

Zhang Wuji smiled and waved his hand.

Chen Mo did not answer immediately. He looked at Li Mengxue, and Li Mengxue looked at him at the same time.

"Mengxue, how about you become an apprentice? Think about it. I think following Master Zhang is a good idea; he can teach you a lot."

Chen Mo spoke first, persuading Li Mengxue to become his disciple.

"And what about you?" Considering Chen Mo's level of attainment, Li Mengxue felt that Chen Mo would not become an apprentice.

"Me? I don't need it."

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Zhang Wuji looked astonished and quickly asked:

"Xiao Mo, why are you unwilling to become my disciple, but you're urging Xiao Xue to become mine?"

Zhang Wuji secretly hoped that Chen Mo and Li Mengxue would both become his disciples, after all, there weren't many good talents like them anymore.

There are many talented disciples in the Great Xia Academy, but many martial saints are eyeing them, and some have even made reservations in advance.

Of course, there are many ordinary geniuses, but he doesn't think much of them.

"With my strength, I probably don't need to find a master, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo revealed the aura of a Martial Emperor.

"What? The Martial Emperor!"

Zhang Wuji suddenly stood up, took a step to Chen Mo's side, and put one hand on his shoulder.

But before his hand could touch Chen Mo, Chen Mo's figure disappeared and then reappeared on the sofa behind him.

"Teleportation!"

Zhang Wuji cried out in surprise. The slight spatial fluctuation caused by Chen Mo's movement just now made him realize that it was teleportation.

The ability to teleport indicates that Chen Mo has comprehended the power of space, and his level of mastery has at least reached the Great Perfection.

Otherwise, the resulting spatial fluctuations wouldn't be so small, and it would be possible to evade the Martial Saint's methods.

Keep in mind that he acted instinctively, and even an ordinary Martial Emperor wouldn't be able to dodge it.

"Xiao Mo, you... you actually comprehended the power of space, and even reached its peak!"

"How...how is this possible? How did you do that?"

Zhang Wuji was astonished; he never expected Chen Mo to be so monstrous.

No, after waiting for Chen Mo's reply, he continued to speak to himself:

"Even I, at your age, have only barely touched the threshold of a Grandmaster. I don't even know what spatial power is, let alone how to teleport!"

"You, you, I..."

Zhang Wuji didn't know how to express himself anymore; he was speechless.

"I was lucky; it suddenly dawned on me."

Chen Mo did not tell the truth; the existence of the panel was his deepest secret.

He didn't even tell his girlfriend, Li Mengxue.

He didn't even tell his parents.

It's best if this secret is known only to himself. Since mastering the technique of soul searching, he has added dozens of seals to his soul and set up keyword triggering devices.

If your soul is searched, it will explode.

Chen Mo dodged because he didn't want Zhang Wuji to know his situation, even though the other party was a Martial Saint.

If Zhang Wuji were to examine my body, the immense true energy within me would be impossible to conceal.

Chen Mo had already discovered that his true essence and spiritual power were ten times that of martial artists of the same realm.

Using true essence and spiritual power to probe, one can immediately discover the vast true essence on Chen Mo's body, understand the structure of his meridians, and easily uncover the secrets of his body.

This is something Chen Mo cannot accept.

"You, me, you say it's good luck? Me, you let me have it, what can I say? A monster, a monster indeed..."

Zhang Wuji was speechless. Chen Mo had just revealed the aura of a Martial Emperor, which shocked him greatly. Before he could recover, Chen Mo revealed the power of space.

"Mr. Zhang, I..."

Chen Mo was about to explain when Zhang Wu interrupted him:

"Don't say anything, I need some peace and quiet..."

Zhang Wuji darted to the sofa, picked up a teacup, and gulped down the tea.

Zhang Wuji's performance astonished Chen's parents and Li Yuntao and his wife.

The four of them looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

After a long while, Chen's mother spoke weakly:

"Xiao Mo, are you a Martial King or a Martial Emperor? Didn't you say you just broke through to Grandmaster? How come you suddenly broke through again?"

She had a deep understanding of the realms of martial arts; both of these realms were above the Grandmaster level.

"Yes! King Wu or Emperor Wu?"

Mr. Chen echoed this sentiment, as he too was eager to know the answer.

Not only him, but Li Yuntao and his wife were also curious about Chen Mo's current level of attainment.

Having finished his tea, Zhang Wuji, still holding his teacup, also pricked up his ears to listen attentively.

Although he sensed the aura of a powerful emperor emanating from Chen Mo, he still wanted to hear Chen Mo speak.

"Emperor Wu!"

Chen Mo smiled slightly, his tone serious and firm, "I only recently broke through! I have my own opportunities, so you don't need to worry about me breaking through too quickly and becoming unstable in my realm."

"hiss!"

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, everyone gasped in surprise and shock.

"Is it really the Martial Emperor?"

Chen's mother still couldn't quite believe it. "It's just one realm below Martial Saint. One more breakthrough and you become a Martial Saint?"

"Yes, that's the level! So, there's not much need for me to become an apprentice. I can cultivate on my own."

Chen Mo was full of confidence; he was pursuing the pinnacle, not just becoming a Martial Saint.