High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

In Chen Mo's eyes, the Great Xia Divine Ox's restrictive formation was just for show; he could teleport to the room he wanted to go to with a single teleport.

The other two Great Xia warriors were rescued in just one minute.

When the two were taken to the original operating room, Chen Mo saw that the same soldier had broken the limbs of the surgeon, scrub nurse, and anesthesiologist.

The three men's faces were contorted, tears streaming down their faces, their eyes filled with pain and despair. They wanted to plead desperately, but could only utter muffled sobs.

"Commander!"

Upon seeing Chen Mo, the soldier immediately stopped and saluted, while looking at the two people behind Chen Mo with surprise and delight; they were his comrades.

"Um!"

Chen Mo returned the greeting, "Your comrade has been rescued."

"Thank you, sir!"

"Thank you, sir!" X2.

The three thanked him one after another, and Chen Mo waved his hand:

"The person has been rescued, but your combat strength is not strong enough, so go into my small world to rest first. I need to deal with the Indians."

"what?"

small world?

The three were puzzled and shocked at the same time, wondering if this small world was the kind of small world they had imagined.

Chen Mo didn't explain further, but instead gave instructions:

"When we arrive at an unfamiliar place, don't panic, and don't cause any damage!"

"Yes!" X3, even though they didn't know what the commander would do to them, the three of them answered in unison.

Chen Mo nodded, then enveloped the three of them with his spiritual power. A spatial gate opened in his dantian, and his spiritual power moved the three of them inside.

In the small world.

The three felt a wave of dizziness, then regained consciousness and found themselves able to move freely. They immediately looked around.

Just then, Chen Mo's voice came from the sky:

"The villa next door is where you'll live. Choose a room and cultivate there, but fighting is strictly prohibited!"

"There are some cultivation pills in the room for your cultivation. Finally, you are free to move around within a ten-kilometer radius of the villa."

"Yes, sir!"

The three responded quickly, then saluted and thanked them.

But Chen Mo's voice disappeared, and there was no further response. The three of them remained in their salute.

After a while, one of the soldiers said:

"The commander should be busy now, let's go cultivate! We're already Martial Venerables, yet our strength is still so weak, we can't help at all, it's really embarrassing!"

"Yeah! What's even more embarrassing is that we got caught and almost had our hearts and lungs ripped out. We weren't strong enough!"

"Indeed, we are too weak!"

The three felt the same way, and a mix of emotions—gratitude, guilt, and depression—ultimately turned into deep self-blame.

All three believed that they were too weak, which was why this situation had occurred.

"I'm going to train right now!" The first warrior to speak rekindled his fighting spirit. "I must catch up!"

After saying that, he immediately turned and walked towards the villa gate.

"Wait for me!" the other two soldiers shouted, following closely behind.

The three of them walked into the villa together. On the first floor, they looked at each other, offered each other words of encouragement, and then chose three adjacent rooms.

Upon entering the room, one sees a bottle of pills on the table, with a note underneath containing instructions on how to use them.

After reading the instructions, the soldier took a step back, stood at attention, straightened his clothes, brushed off the dust, and saluted with the most standard posture:

"Thank you, sir!"

His voice was loud and clear, filled with gratitude.

After a while, there was still no response, but the soldier remained calm and grateful.

After a while, he put his hand down, stepped forward, and with the utmost reverence, held the bottle of pills in both hands.

First, I brought it close to my nose and took a gentle sniff. The rich fragrance of the elixir instantly invigorated me.

"A perfect-grade Martial Venerable Qi Condensation Pill!"

"hiss!"

He took another deep breath, the aroma of the pill was rich and familiar, he was absolutely certain he hadn't mistaken it.

"It's true!"

He became excited, his body trembled slightly, his hands unconsciously gripped the jade bottle tightly, and his eyes gleamed.

"Snap!"

A slight cracking sound startled him awake. He instinctively reduced the force he used and looked down at the jade bottle in his hand, where he saw spiderweb-like cracks.

His face immediately turned deathly pale, and his hands trembled.

"This, this, I, I, I deserve to die..."

Feelings of guilt and self-blame filled his chest, causing him to subconsciously slap himself.

"Snapped!"

A red handprint immediately appeared on his face. The sharp pain brought him back to his senses, and his guilt lessened slightly.

"How could I be so reckless? This belongs to the commander, and I actually broke it! I deserve to die!"

"I...I really am..."

When he felt guilty, he even scolded himself.

The other two soldiers were in a similar situation; they broke some things because they were too excited and made excessive movements, and then felt extremely guilty.

They were all at a loss, blaming and scolding themselves.

Chen Mo, who was preparing to deal with the Divine Ox Great Xia, was fully aware of what was happening in his dantian world.

After all, the small world in his dantian was part of his body, so he naturally knew what was happening inside.

Seeing the three soldiers so remorseful, I had no choice but to send them a telepathic message:

"You don't need to be like this. A few things are fine if they break. Just focus on your cultivation!"

"Improving your own strength is the best way to repay me!"

"Therefore, I order you to immediately consume elixirs and begin your cultivation!"

"Yes!" X3.

Obeying orders is a soldier's duty. Upon hearing Chen Mo's command, they immediately composed themselves, opened the jade bottle, poured out the pills, and swallowed them in one gulp.

He then sat down to meditate and cultivate.

The three were extremely grateful to Chen Mo and thought that once their strength improved, they would immediately come out to help Chen Mo.

Seeing that the three were cultivating diligently, Chen Mo felt relieved.

Immediately, in a flash, they arrived at the 20th basement level of the Divine Bull Building.

He hid in the void and passed through the isolation array without any hindrance.

Once inside, Chen Mo could see the situation clearly.

Inside is a large laboratory.

Various instruments flashed their lights as researchers operated them, some conversing, others giving reports.

The experimental subject was located in the center, encased in a huge, transparent cylindrical glass enclosure, with countless pipes connecting it to the surrounding instruments below.

Inside the cylindrical glass was a blood-red liquid that submerged a three-meter-tall, muscular man with a minotaur's head.

This minotaur's face is no different from that of a real bull, but it has three horns on its head. The two black horns on the left and right curve upwards and point straight up, reaching a length of fifty centimeters.

The third horn was white, growing on the forehead, with its base occupying one-third of the forehead, but it was only fifteen centimeters long, making it shorter and fatter than the other two horns.