If I stay in the Hehuan Sect, I'll live off the pampered daughters of the Heavenly Pride Sect.

Deep within the "No. 0 Shelter" in the back mountain of Qingquan Peak, Mo Chengyue's private forbidden area.

The smell of burning was very strong in the air.

This is the distinctive smell of flesh that has cracked and charred under high-intensity electric current.

"Sizzle—"

Blue-purple arcs of electricity danced on the dim cave walls, illuminating the ancient stone bed in the center.

Mo Chengyue sat cross-legged, shirtless.

Her originally fair skin now had a bronze-like texture, with fine electrical currents running across its surface.

Those are traces left by the "Nine Heavens Thunder Control True Technique".

pain.

This pain does not affect the skin.

The electric current penetrates through the pores, travels along the meridians, and finally explodes deep within the bone marrow.

Mo Chengyue's facial muscles twitched slightly due to the intense pain.

But he did not scream.

He just gritted his teeth, staring intently at the non-existent void in front of his retina, his eyes fierce.

two months.

Only two months left.

That so-called "Ancient Immortal-Demon Battlefield" sounds like a giant meat grinder.

To survive in that kind of place, our current defenses are far from sufficient.

"call……"

Mo Chengyue opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of foul air that crackled with electricity.

He lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The once slender fingers were now brimming with some kind of explosive power.

There were no fancy fluctuations of spiritual energy.

This is pure physical strength.

He raised his right hand and clenched it tightly in the air in front of him.

The speed at which the five fingers come together exceeds the propagation of sound.

The air in the palm was compressed to its limit in an instant, and then exploded.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sonic boom echoed through the enclosed cave.

The force of that grip was enough to shatter the defensive shield of a low-grade spiritual weapon.

Mo Chengyue looked at his palm, and the purple lightning in his eyes gradually faded away.

"The third level, Divine Lightning Tempering, is complete."

His voice was hoarse and weary, but it carried an air of scrutiny.

He stood up and walked to a water mirror in the corner of the cave.

The person in the mirror is strong and muscular, every muscle exuding power.

But he shook his head.

"no."

"It's too crispy."

Mo Chengyue looked at himself in the mirror and began to lecture him with a serious expression.

"Your current physical strength is at most enough to withstand a direct strike from a low-grade spiritual weapon."

"What if it's a mid-grade spiritual weapon? Or a demonic blood weapon specifically designed to destroy the physical body?"

"What if it's a sneak attack from a Nascent Soul stage monster?"

"You will die."

You will die without leaving a trace.

Mo Chengyue muttered to himself as he quickly turned and walked toward the clothes rack next to him.

That was his "life-saving kit".

First, there's a black, tight-fitting soft armor.

Mo Chengyue reached out and stroked the rough texture of the soft armor.

"The armored rhinoceros hide, a mutated one at that, cost me two whole years' worth of savings."

He skillfully put on the soft armor and tightened the straps.

This sense of tension made him feel at ease.

"This is only the first layer."

Then, he picked up a glittering gold vest.

This is a treasure woven from "Soul-Stabilizing Silk".

It doesn't protect against swords or blades, only against attacks of the mind.

"Those cunning old foxes love to use their divine sense to launch sneak attacks and shatter other people's sea of ​​consciousness."

"I'll wear this and see who tries to trick me."

Mo Chengyue put the gold-threaded vest over the soft armor.

It's not over.

He then pulled out a dusty gray leather armor from his storage bag.

The leather armor looked worn, but it was covered with dense defensive runes.

"Vajra Talisman, Protective Mantra, Anti-vibration Pattern..."

"A total of 108 runes, when fully activated, can block the self-destruction of a late-stage Core Formation cultivator."

Put it on.

Finally, he picked up the blue robe that represented the inner disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

The long robe was wide, perfectly concealing the three layers of heavy defensive gear underneath.

Mo Chengyue turned around in front of the water mirror.

Move freely.

She even looked somewhat thin.

This is the effect he wanted.

"very good."

"As long as I don't reveal my health bar, the enemy will never know how tanky I am."

Mo Chengyue nodded in satisfaction.

He walked to the other side of the cave.

There were ten large black iron crates neatly stacked there.

These boxes were all covered with sealing talismans.

Mo Chengyue reached out and removed the seal from the first box.

"Click".

The lid popped open.

There was no gold or silver treasure inside.

There were only neatly arranged yellow talisman papers, filling the room.

The overwhelming scent of cinnabar was more captivating to Mo Chengyue than any perfume.

He picked up a stack at random.

Feel the rough texture of the talisman paper with your fingertips.

"Three thousand Blazing Flame Talismans."

"This is my improved version 3.0."

"This is not an ordinary explosion; I added spiritual energy compression array patterns inside."

Mo Chengyue's eyes were glazed as he whispered gently to the stack of talismans.

"You are not talismans."

"You are art."

"The art of explosion."

He put down the Explosive Flame Talisman and opened the second box.

The blue talisman paper exuded a chilling aura.

"Two thousand Ice Seal Talismans."

"Use in conjunction with the Explosive Flame Talisman to freeze first, then explode."

"The principle of thermal expansion and contraction can double the damage."

The third box.

The purple talisman paper emitted a chilling flash of lightning.

"Two thousand lightning strike talismans."

"It is effective against all kinds of fancy protective auras."

There is a fourth box.

Mo Chengyue looked at the thousand dark green talismans inside, and the smile on his face became somewhat eerie.

"Corrosion Symbol".

"This is a gift prepared for those who cultivate body techniques."

"It will fall apart as soon as it touches you; not only the flesh but also the bones will rot."

"Although it's a bit unsportsmanlike, but..."

Mo Chengyue shrugged and spread his hands in the air.

"Only the living have the right to speak of martial virtue."

"When it comes to the dead, we can only talk about the composition of their ashes."

A full ten thousand offensive talismans.

This is Mo Chengyue's remedy for "fear of insufficient firepower".

With a wave of his hand, the ten large boxes vanished instantly, stored in a special storage bag.

"This is barely enough to fight a small-scale skirmish."

"If we encounter a beast tide, we'll have to run."

He thought about running away.

Mo Chengyue immediately turned around and walked towards the medicine shelf next to him.

The shelves were filled with exquisite little jade bottles.

Each bottle has a label on it.

The handwriting is neat and the categories are clear.

Mo Chengyue picked up a bottle of red pills.

"The Great Rejuvenating Elixir".

"Instantly restores 30% of spiritual power, but the side effect is that the meridians will hurt for three days."

"I can accept it."

He picked up another green bottle.

"Bone-Growing Pill".

"As long as the head is still intact, severed hands and feet can be reattached."

"Essential items".

Finally, his gaze fell on a small black bottle.

His gaze became extremely serious.

He carefully picked up the bottle.

"Turtle Breathing Feign Death Pill"

"my darling."

"Just one pill, and you'll stop breathing, your heart will stop beating, and your body temperature will drop to zero."

"When my divine sense swept over, it was a stone."

Mo Chengyue poured out the bottle of pills.

There are three in total.

He picked one up but didn't put it in his storage bag.

Instead, he wrapped it in spiritual energy and stuffed it directly into his back molar.

They created an ingenious mechanism.

With a strong bite, the pill will shatter, and its medicinal effects will take effect instantly.

"This is the safest way."

"If someone imprisons your cultivation and you can't even open your storage bag, this is your last chance to turn the tide."

After doing all this.

Mo Chengyue did not stop.

He sorted the remaining pills and put them into seven or eight small storage bags of different colors.

Then they started hiding it on their bodies.

Tuck one into the cuff gap.

Tuck one into the belt's inner pocket.

Insert one into the hollow part of the shoe sole.

Even hidden in her hair was a miniature storage ring disguised as a hairpin.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket.

"This is called risk hedging."

Mo Chengyue patted the bulging parts all over his body.

That heavy, substantial feeling finally gave him a sense of security.

"The defense is in place."

"We have firepower."

"Supplies have arrived."

"We've also figured out how to escape."

"Next..."

Mo Chengyue walked to the very center of the cave.