Heaven rewards diligence: Survive until you reach immortality in the newbie village!

Its daybreak.

Chen Mo pushed open the courtyard gate, and his joints emitted a series of fine popping sounds.

He stretched, as if all the murderous intent and scheming of the night had remained in his dream.

"Little Mo, off to gather herbs again?"

Aunt Wang from next door carried a wooden basin out of the house, and water droplets from the rim of the basin splashed onto the bluestone slab.

"Yes, Aunt Wang."

Chen Mo wore a simple, honest smile as he patted the medicine basket on his back.

"These are some herbs for clearing heat; if we don't pick them now, they'll be too old."

"Then be careful, the woods behind the mountain are deep."

"Okay, I know!"

Chen Mo agreed and walked briskly towards the back of the village.

He didn't head straight for the narrow pass.

He first went around to the back mountain where he often gathered herbs, and casually left new footprints next to several conspicuous herb bushes. He also broke off a few branches next to the familiar rocks.

After doing all this, he turned and disappeared into the dense forest.

Like a wisp of smoke that doesn't disturb the dew.

Half an hour later, a narrow slit appeared.

The chilling aura clung to the skin and seeped into the bones.

On two sides are sheer cliffs, separated by a narrow official road three to five meters wide, the ground covered with slippery moss.

A perfect graveyard.

Chen Mo used both hands and feet, his movements even more silent than an old ape in the mountains. He climbed up the eastern cliff, found a rock hollow hidden by ancient vines, and embedded himself inside.

He took the wood-chopping knife from the medicine basket and placed it across his lap.

The blade is dark and does not absorb or reflect light.

He closed his eyes.

[Conceal Aura], activated.

In an instant, his person, his heartbeat, his breath, all seemed to be erased from this world.

He turned into a stone.

wait.

The sun climbed overhead and then slid towards the western mountains.

Finally, the sound of horses' hooves could be heard on the official road.

despair.

Tap, tap.

Two fine horses, one in front and one behind.

Two young men dressed in gray, with Tianxuan Sect standard longswords at their waists, immediately followed.

The person in front slightly raised their chin and glanced around.

"Senior brother, is there really someone from the Xuanming Master in this godforsaken place?"

The man behind him gripped the reins tightly, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, scraping against the cliffs on either side inch by inch.

"Junior Brother Liu, be careful what you say. The elder's orders are to come and meet the 'injured' Deacon Zhao Wu and to investigate the situation."

"A mere Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator could seriously injure Deacon Zhao, who is at the eighth level of Qi Refining? I don't believe it." Junior Brother Liu scoffed, cracking his whip in the air. "I think it's just Zhao Wu's excuse for his incompetence."

"Shut up!" the cautious senior brother hissed, his voice echoing through the canyon. "Since the elders have believed it, they must take it seriously! That 'village doctor' is a decoy; the real target is someone hiding in the shadows. Our mission is to use the [Shadow Revealing Talisman] to force him to reveal himself!"

He carefully took out a jade box from his pocket.

"When this talisman is activated, within a radius of a hundred feet, no disguise can be concealed!"

On the cliff, Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes.

coming.

The package has arrived.

He watched the two of them walk into the narrowest part of the narrow passage.

Right now.

Chen Mo's mind stirred slightly.

I gently touched the crevice in the rock with my toes.

A boulder the size of a human head silently detached from the mountain, tearing through the air and crashing straight into the mount of the cautious senior brother behind them.

"Be careful!"

Cautious Senior Brother felt his hair stand on end. Instinctively, he pulled on the reins, twisted his body, and sprang off the horse.

"Herod—"

The horse was startled, reared up on its forelegs, and let out a long neigh.

The chaos lasted only a moment.

Chen Mo made a move.

He didn't jump down, he "fell" down.

Like a withered leaf, there was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, no sound of wind, only the heavy feeling of flesh tearing through the air.

The target is that arrogant junior brother Liu from ahead.

Junior Brother Liu had just reined in his horse and turned around.

A cold, rusty color rapidly magnified in his pupils.

A wood-chopping knife.

fast.

Before the thought even formed, the knife was already at his neck.

He didn't even have time to raise his hand.

puff.

A very faint sound of flesh being pierced.

The wood-chopping knife, carrying a wisp of Geng metal sword energy, flashed past.

The blood vessel in the neck was severed.

A head with a bewildered expression rolled onto the slippery moss.

The headless corpse swayed and fell off the horse.

One strike, and he was dead.

"Junior brother!"

The cautious senior brother behind him had eyes wide open in fury, his roar stuck in his throat, turning into a beast-like howl.

He never dreamed that he would encounter such a ruthless assassination attempt in this place!

It's not magic!

It's pure hand-to-hand combat!

Body cultivation?!

A bone-chilling cold shot straight up from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

He didn't rush up.

Without hesitation, he pulled a red talisman from his pocket, channeling spiritual energy to his fingertips, ready to activate it.

Message talisman!

Chen Mo killed one man, lightly touched the back of the wailing horse with his toes, and floated to the other side of the cliff, disappearing once again into the shadow of the rocks.

"Come out! Don't hide!"

The cautious senior brother pressed his back firmly against the mountain wall, his spiritual energy surging like boiling water, and looked around in fear.

Dead silence.

Only the sound of the wind.

And the sound of blood gushing from the corpse of his companion.

No one can be seen.

The divine sense swept over it, but found nothing.

The other party disappeared.

This unknown, deathly silence is more suffocating than direct combat.

He gripped the communication talisman tightly, cold sweat mixed with dust from his forehead flowing into his eyes, making them sting and painful.

Just then.

A very faint whooshing sound came from overhead.

He suddenly looked up.

A pebble.

He dared not be negligent and swung his sword to strike!

clang!

The clang of metal rang out.

A tremendous force traveled along the sword, causing his hand to crack and the sword to nearly slip from his grasp.

not good!

Alarm bells rang in his mind, and he abruptly lowered his head.

A dark figure had appeared less than three feet in front of him without him noticing.

It was still the same person, with the same wood-chopping knife.

A faint smile played on the other person's face, a smile that was both mockery and pity.

"you……"

The cautious senior brother was so enraged that without a second thought, he poured all his spiritual power into his longsword and thrust it forward recklessly.

At the same time, he slammed his left hand on the storage bag.

A small golden shield instantly appeared, protecting him.

Attack and defense integrated!

However, Chen Mo neither dodged nor avoided the situation.

With the simplest and most brutal posture, he swung his machete straight down at the sword's edge.

Clang!

A loud bang.

The low-grade magic weapon, a longsword, snapped in two upon impact.

The blade's momentum didn't diminish, slamming heavily into the small golden shield.

Click!

The golden shield let out a mournful cry, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across its surface.

But it was ultimately a mid-grade magic weapon, and it withstood the blow.

The cautious senior brother was so shocked that his internal organs shifted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, but a look of wild joy flashed in his eyes.

It's blocked!

He then unleashed a fireball aimed directly at Chen Mo's face.

still have a chance!

Chen Mo raised his left hand.

In the palm of my hand, the faint image of an ancient little bell flashed by.

【The Chaos Qian Yuan Bell】!

A pale golden light enveloped Chen Mo's entire body.

The fireball struck the light screen and vanished instantly, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

"How..."

The shock was still visible on Senior Brother Cautious's face.

Chen Mo flipped his wrist.

The machete drew a cold, aesthetically unappealing arc.

puff.

The second head fell to the ground.

The battle is over.

From start to finish, it took less than ten breaths.

Chen Mo walked to the body and took out the intact jade box and the communication talisman that had not yet been activated from the still warm body.

Open the jade box.

A shimmering yellow talisman lay quietly inside.

[Image Reveal Symbol].

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Chen Mo put away his things, took out the corpse-dissolving powder, squatted down, and skillfully dealt with the scene.

The two corpses and the two horses quickly turned into yellow liquid with a "sizzling" sound, seeping into the soil.

With a gust of wind, the smell of blood vanished completely.

He had just finished doing all this and was about to leave.

[Ding! Abnormal energy fluctuation detected! A high-energy target is approaching!]

The system alarm went off in my head.

Chen Mo's pupils shrank sharply, and his figure moved like lightning, instantly flashing behind a giant rock, once again concealing his aura to the extreme.

The official road ends.

A figure walked slowly and unhurriedly towards them.

An old Taoist priest in a tattered robe, carrying a wine gourd on his back, his face full of drunkenness.

He walked unsteadily, humming a tune, like an ordinary drunkard.

But when he reached the spot where the battle had just taken place, he stopped.

He lowered his head, sniffed the air, and took a deep breath.

Then, his cloudy, drunken eyes suddenly became crystal clear.

It's frighteningly bright.

His gaze, precisely... fell upon the giant rock where Chen Mo was hiding.

The old Taoist priest grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Young friend, you've been watching the show for quite a while now."

"If you won't come out, will you offer this humble Taoist priest a drink?"