High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

I learned about the premium Qi and Blood Pills from Jiang Tao; the school only issued ordinary Qi and Blood Pills.

Premium Qi and Blood Pills have significantly higher efficacy and longer-lasting effects than ordinary ones.

Chen Mo had no money and had never taken premium Qi and Blood Pills before.

Jiang Tao once offered to lend him a high-quality Qi and Blood Pill, but he refused.

He has his own principles. Jiang Tao's supply of premium Qi and Blood Pills is limited each month. Lending them to him would delay his cultivation progress.

He didn't want to drag Jiang Tao down with him because of this.

Moreover, a single high-quality Qi and Blood Pill has little effect.

There's no reason for him to borrow other people's elixirs every time, is there?

Chen Mo is not Jiang Tao's relative, so naturally he wouldn't do that.

Moreover, one should not accept rewards without merit.

After leaving the pharmacy, Chen Mo initially planned to run straight back and practice his movement techniques, but after thinking about it, he abandoned the idea.

First, the fugitive Luo Jianren has not yet been captured. If he encounters him on his way back, he will have nowhere to escape.

Secondly, he feared another attack.

Although it was speculated that it was because of Li Mengxue that a member of a prominent family took action and crippled him.

However, this was just speculation; he had no evidence.

What if not? What if that person is secretly watching him?

Therefore, he dared not wander around alone at night.

The best, most conservative approach is to stay hidden in a crowd.

Therefore, he took the bus back.

More than half an hour later, Chen Mo returned home.

Chen Mo felt relieved that his parents and sister were watching TV.

I said goodbye to my parents, put my backpack in my room, and went to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Chen Wan'er ran over, hugged Chen Mo's leg, and looked at him with her big, watery eyes:

"Brother! Why are you so late?"

Chen Mo picked her up and carried her to the sofa, where he pressed his forehead against hers.

"I'm sorry, little sister, I stayed up late practicing! I'll definitely come back earlier next time."

Chen Wan'er was tapped on the forehead and couldn't help but laugh: "Hehe! Brother, then you mustn't forget!"

"No, that won't happen!"

"Xiao Mo, how did you feel during martial arts practice today? Was there anything that bothered you?"

Fearing that her son had discovered something, Lin Fang, the mother, couldn't help but probe.

"No! It's great, Mom and Dad. I feel like I've finally got it! I only practiced for one day, and my swordsmanship is already perfect!"

Chen Mo shared this information with his parents with a smile.

"Really?" Lin Fang and Chen Mingyuan were both skeptical.

"Mom and Dad, it's true. I have no reason to lie."

Chen Mo knew that his parents wouldn't be able to accept it all at once.

They had both practiced basic martial arts techniques and knew how difficult it was to master them.

Even his father, Chen Mingyuan, hadn't perfected his basic martial arts skills; he had practiced for ten years!

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't seem to be joking, the two believed him to some extent, but they were still somewhat skeptical.

Having never seen it, I naturally don't quite believe it.

At the same time, they felt a deep sense of grief. Their son's dantian was ruined, making him unable to become a martial artist. Even if he were to awaken his inner potential, it wouldn't change anything.

However, they suppressed their grief and forced themselves to be happy.

"That's wonderful, Xiao Mo! You must cultivate diligently. No matter what happens, Mom will always support you!"

"Me too! You just need to focus on your martial arts practice!"

Chen Mingyuan gave Chen Mo a look, and Chen Mo naturally understood what it meant.

With such parents, Chen Mo felt incredibly happy.

"Brother, you will definitely become a martial artist!" Although Chen Wan'er didn't know what enlightenment meant, she knew that her brother was very powerful.

"Yes, once I become a martial artist, I'll buy Wan'er lots of delicious food!"

Chen Mo said with a smile.

The family chatted about everyday things, and time passed quickly.

Around 9 o'clock, Chen Mo's family turned off the TV and went back to their room to sleep.

Tonight, Chen Wan'er still wants to sleep with Chen Mo, and her parents can only let her have her way.

Upon entering the room, Chen Mo placed his younger sister on the bed and helped her sit down.

He went to the desk, took out the Warming Pulse Pill from his backpack, and came to Chen Wan'er:

"Wan'er, come, take this medicine."

"good!"

Chen Wan'er blinked her big eyes and obediently opened her mouth.

Chen Mo then placed the pill into Chen Wan'er's mouth.

The pill was only the size of a peanut. Chen Wan swallowed it with a gulp, and immediately felt a warm sensation in her stomach.

"Brother, my tummy feels warm!"

"Yes, brother knows. Lie down and close your eyes."

"Um!"

Chen Wan'er obediently did as she was told. Chen Mo turned off the light and then told Chen Wan'er a bedtime story while placing his hand on her forehead.

Once his mental strength exceeds 100, he can multitask. Today, he is practicing basic sword techniques, which is a prime example of multitasking.

Upon activating his mental perception, the situation within Chen Wan'er's body surfaced in his mind.

At this moment, the Warm Pulse Pill in Chen Wan'er's stomach was slowly dissolving, emitting various light spots, which were transported to all parts of her body through blood vessels and meridians.

Some enter the internal organs, some enter the blood vessels, some enter the meridians, and some adhere to the surface of the meridians...

Soon, tiny specks of light appeared all over Chen Wan'er's body, nourishing her.

With the Warming Pulse Pill taking effect, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief; his biggest fear was that it wouldn't work.

Before long, Chen Mo realized that his younger sister had fallen asleep, so he stopped telling the story and withdrew his hand.

The Warm Pulse Pill has a mild effect and a long duration, so Chen Mo doesn't need to keep an eye on it all the time.

Now, Chen Mo finally had time to look at his own panel.

With a thought, a transparent panel gleaming with golden light appeared before his eyes:

[Host: Chen Mo]

[Talent: Heaven rewards diligence (you reap what you sow, and one certificate proves it forever)]

[Realm: Rank 6 Martial Apprentice (Dantian Shattered) Health: 64 Spirit: 108]

[Exercise: Basic Stance Training (187/200)]

【武技：基础拳法小成（42/200）基础刀法圆满（3/1000）基础身法小成（35/200）】

[Special Skill: Basic Mental Perception (59/500)]

General proficiency points: 0

Looking from top to bottom, mental strength is increasing quite rapidly, by 6 points.

These are all effects achieved through frequent use of mental perception.

Chen Mo's mental strength increased, but he found that the range of his mental perception did not increase. He guessed that his mental perception skill had not reached the next level.

However, he didn't care. The three-meter range was enough for now, and with his current usage frequency, he could upgrade it soon.

The biggest change was in the basic swordsmanship. He hadn't expected that after mastering it, there would be another level.

He didn't know what the next level was, and his teacher hadn't explained it.

With a proficiency level of 1000, that's a lot. I wonder what effect it will have on my basic knife skills after I finish this.

Could it be sword energy?

Chen Mo guessed that the martial artist stage meant being able to use sword energy, but it required internal energy.

How can one use sword energy without internal energy?

Could it be the intent of a sword?

It seems that this is a common theme in countless novels I've read in my past life.

"Forget it, I'll stop thinking about it. Once I've mastered it, I'll naturally know what the effects are."