High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

After settling on Chen Li and Xu Liu's future residence, Chen Mo led Gu Feng and the others to the Eternal Life Martial Arts Hall.

No, it shouldn't be called the Eternal Life Martial Arts School anymore; it should now be called the former site of the Eternal Life Martial Arts School.

Because of Liang Yongsheng's bad luck, in order to protect the community behind him, he led the retired veterans from the martial arts school to fight against those low-class cultists who were causing chaos.

Indeed, none of the residents in the community were injured, but his Eternal Life Martial Arts School was gone.

Liang Yongsheng was still very upset that his life savings had been wiped out in an instant.

"Uncle Liang."

Chen Mo led Gu Feng and the others to sit down next to Liang Yongsheng and patted him on the shoulder.

Liang Yongsheng seemed to age ten years overnight, and his whole being became listless.

"Xiao Tian is hospitalized; his legs were broken into three pieces by someone hitting him with a stick."

"Many people in the martial arts school are injured, which will cost a lot of money."

"How should I put it, about us?"

"I still carry over the habits from my time in the military; I can't bear to see ordinary people get hurt."

Liang Yongsheng calculated his savings and, after deducting the children's resources for this year, he should still have more than 20,000 yuan left.

We don't have enough money for medical expenses. If all else fails, we'll have to go abroad to work.

A level six martial artist is not considered high-end combat power in the Great Xia Dynasty, but it's a different story once they go abroad.

"I express my respect to you, Uncle Liang."

Gu Feng's expression changed, and he immediately stood up and gave Liang Yongsheng a martial arts salute.

"There's no need to rebuild the Eternal Life Martial Arts School. You can move to Yanjing and open a new one."

"The competition among martial arts schools in Yanjing is indeed fierce, but I can arrange for someone from the Gu family to take over your school."

"I can authorize you right now and guarantee you'll make a fortune in Yanjing."

Gu Feng immediately made a phone call home, directly to Gu Ji.

Upon hearing that Chen Mo, a former soldier and martial arts mentor, needed help, Gu Ji agreed without hesitation.

The Gu family has many members; sending three fourth-grade martial artists to oversee the martial arts school is sufficient.

Even in the Great Xia Dynasty, a fourth-class martial artist is not an ordinary person; they can be considered high-end combat power.

An ordinary person may never see a fourth-level martial artist in their lifetime.

"That's not appropriate."

Liang Yongsheng directly refused Gu Feng's help. His pride as a soldier made it difficult for him to accept help from anyone other than Chen Mo.

Even when Wei Zhen wanted to help him, he refused, let alone Gu Feng, whom he had only met once.

"Don't worry, Uncle Liang, just accept it. I'll help you repay this favor."

Chen Mo didn't care. For such a small matter, as long as he was willing to ask, countless people would be willing to help.

He doesn't like owing favors to outsiders, but he doesn't care about owing favors to his own people.

At most, he'll beat you up less when he's being cheeky or verbally abusive in the future...

"Also, this is our team's psychic, and she's incredibly powerful."

Chen Mo grabbed He Miao and slammed his hand over her head.

"We'll leave Brother Tian and the others' injuries to He Miao. I'll settle the bill with her later."

"Huh? I don't accept money..." He Miao was interrupted by Ma Wanglin, who covered her mouth. How could this little girl not understand that this was just a polite remark?

"I owe you more and more..."

Liang Yongsheng sighed. If it weren't for his kindness and appreciation for talent back then, Chen Mo would never have crossed paths with him.

"No, you don't owe me anything."

Chen Mo shook his head. The Eternal Life Martial Arts School had accumulated enough life points for him to sweep away his peers in Taizhou City, as well as a constant supply of resources every day.

Without them, it would have been extremely difficult for Chen Mo to apply to enter the Abyss Rift on his own, and none of these things would have happened later.

"Logically speaking, I should owe you, Uncle Liang. This is not enough to repay the kindness you showed me when you introduced me to the world of martial arts."

"To put it bluntly, I wouldn't be who I am today without your help back then."

Do you still think that what I've given you in return is too little?

"..." Liang Yongsheng didn't speak, but his eyes were red.

"Thanks."

"What are your plans now? You definitely won't be able to celebrate the New Year."

"I just received news that the last two main strongholds of the Abyss Cult have been found. Currently, the entire Abyss Cult only has two Grandmasters and one Grandmaster-level Beast King left."

Chen Mo was so angry that he ground his teeth, and sparks started flying from his mouth.

If I can't absorb Si Ren's attributes, then I'll absorb the attributes of another Grandmaster!

He certainly wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity to stack steel, especially among the followers of the Abyss Cult.

With at least 150,000 followers of the Abyss Cult, even if each stronghold only has 75,000, we can still accumulate them to an explosive level!

"So what are your plans..."

Liang Yongsheng understood the meaning behind Chen Mo's words; it seemed that this child was planning to go on a killing spree.

"Child, killing a human and killing a beast are different. You need to be mentally prepared."

Liang Yongsheng's expression turned serious, and he no longer cared about Tian Xingxing, whose leg was broken into three pieces, who was lying in the hospital.

"I won't even mention the sins that plague him, but he will definitely have psychological trauma."

"It's alright, I've already experienced what it's like to kill."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, Liang Yongsheng remembered that Chen Mo had vaporized Lawrence with a single punch.

"You decide for yourself. If there's anything you don't understand, you can come to me anytime."

Liang Yongsheng knew he couldn't persuade Chen Mo; the kid was a stubborn fool, the kind that ten tanks couldn't pull back.

"Ma Wanglin, take He Miao and go with Uncle Liang to treat Brother Tian and the others."

"Don't worry about the others; Governor Yu will take care of them."

"Okay, I understand." Ma Wanglin nodded, like a well-behaved young wife.

"Gu Feng, you go and arrange the trip to Western Xinjiang. I'll handle some follow-up matters."

After arranging things, Chen Mo immediately dialed Wei Zhen's cell phone.

"Director Wei, it's me, Chen Mo."

"Xiao Mo, I'm so glad you're alright..." Wei Zhen looked extremely haggard. He was deeply responsible for such a major incident in Taizhou City.

"When will Taizhou City give me the 15 billion yuan worth of resources they promised?"

Chen Mo got straight to the point, realizing that he was not strong enough and needed to improve quickly.

He can't rely on those overpowered buffs to fight enemies forever. He only has one Ascension buff left, and he only has one chance left to Temper My Heart.

These two buffs, which are like killer moves, must be saved for when they are most needed; they should not be wasted unless absolutely necessary.

Nobody knows when they will be able to get those two incredible buffs again.

This time, to eradicate the cult in western Xinjiang, I need to ensure my life points exceed 100 million, no matter what method I use.

After confirming that the 15 billion had actually arrived in his account, Chen Mo opened his attribute panel.