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

"Otherwise, what do you think happened with that punch Chen Mo delivered at the end that sent the ring flying?"

Dean Chu looked at Chen Mo with a "I guessed right" look, and casually raised his chin.

"This is the tremendous boost generated by the combination of spiritual power and vital energy, and it's exactly what I'm pursuing!"

"You little brat, you tried to fool this old man before, you're really despicable!"

"Hehe, you figured it out." Chen Mo chuckled and scratched his head, looking embarrassed that he had been seen through.

In reality, Chen Mo was overjoyed. Now he could use the skills he had drawn at will.

With the endorsement of this leading figure in mental energy research, I am not afraid of others investigating me. I can simply attribute it to the combination of mental energy and blood.

To be fair, Dean Chu has a very strong imagination and a knack for filling in the blanks. He has already concluded that Chen Mo's abilities are the product of the combination of blood and spirit.

"From now on, you don't need to hide anything, but there's one thing!"

Dean Chu stared intently at Chen Mo, his gaze exactly the same as that of the old men at the Precision Data Testing Center.

"If I need your help with some research, I hope you can lend me a hand."

"Sure, just don't dissect me for research." Chen Mo nodded, since he wouldn't be able to find anything out anyway, so he didn't care.

"Alright, that's enough. When you go to the southern training camp, make sure to seize the opportunity to strengthen your body, but don't neglect developing your mental fortitude."

After saying this, Chu Chi pushed Dean Chu back to the driver's seat in front.

"Don't look at me like that, I only found out about this recently."

Chen Mo felt a little uneasy under the gazes of Gu Feng and the others; their eyes seemed to want to dissect him and study him closely.

"What a monster..." Ma Wanglin couldn't help but sigh, realizing that she had indeed paled in comparison to these three.

"I never expected Chen Mo to possess mental power!"

Gu Feng looked excited as he moved closer to Chen Mo and looked him up and down.

"Now it will be much easier for you to temper your steel skin, steel blood, and steel bones. You can do it yourself without the help of a mentalist."

"What's the connection between physical tempering and mental cultivation?" Chen Mo asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That's not what I meant. It's just that it's much easier with the help of a mentalist."

Gu Feng shook his head and continued.

"A spiritual master can use their spiritual power to guide your Qi and blood into a tempering state quickly, so you don't have to find the feeling of tempering little by little on your own."

"Tsk, rich people..." Ma Wanglin clicked her tongue in displeasure. She didn't have such good conditions back then, and she had to learn everything about body tempering by herself.

Don't underestimate the power of a psychic; hiring one, who is rare but possesses high mental strength, is extremely expensive.

Even for ordinary families, and even for the children of wealthy families, hiring such a person might not be possible.

"Well, in short, Chen Mo, you will make very fast progress in the four realms of body tempering."

Gu Feng was somewhat embarrassed; it seemed that Ma Wanglin still held a deep prejudice against him.

"So mental power can be used in this way?" Chen Mo pondered for a moment.

He had always thought that mental energy could only be used to unleash skills, but Gu Feng's words broadened Chen Mo's horizons.

It also opened up Chen Mo's imagination.

Seeing that Chen Mo stopped speaking, the others also closed their eyes to rest.

Feeling the cool sensation in his mind, Chen Mo tried to control it.

Gradually, Chen Mo felt the cool sensation begin to slowly change shape, moving slowly inside his body like a snail.

As that feeling became clearer, Chen Mo's control over his mental power also became more proficient, advancing from a snail's pace to a tortoise's crawl.

About an hour later, Chen Mo finally managed to guide his spiritual energy into the meridians where blood and qi flowed.

"Hmm!"

But the moment his mental strength and blood energy collided, a terrifying tingling sensation spread throughout Chen Mo's entire body.

It seemed as if a hole had been punctured in the meridians by spiritual power, and the vital energy was leaking out at an alarming rate.

Gu Feng, who was standing to the side, also noticed that something was wrong with Chen Mo, but he didn't know what the problem was.

Seeing Chen Mo's pained expression and the gushing of blood, Gu Feng realized what Chen Mo was doing.

Is this guy tempering his body?!

That's pure suicide! Who starts tempering right from the start?!

"Chen Mo, stop right now!" Gu Feng quickly stood up and shook Chen Mo, whose eyes were tightly closed.

"Yang Zuo, stop standing there in a daze! Go and call Dean Chu right now, Chen Mo is in trouble!"

"He's almost killed himself by playing with mental powers!"

Yang Zuo paused for a moment, then silently unbuckled his seatbelt and walked toward the cockpit.

"Chen Mo, wake up!"

Seeing that Chen Mo still didn't react, Gu Feng got a little impatient and punched Chen Mo in the face.

Even so, Chen Mo still showed no signs of waking up.

"What should we do...?"

Gu Feng was so anxious he was pacing around in circles. Chen Mo was the only person he could consider a friend.

"What's the panic!" Just then, Chu Chi pushed Dean Chu out.

Dean Chu was also extremely anxious. What would he do if something happened to this only treasure who possessed both qi and blood and spiritual power?

After glancing at Chen Mo's current condition, Dean Chu closed his eyes and used his spiritual power to form threads to help repair Chen Mo's damaged meridians.

"What happened? It looks like my meridians were hit by a firecracker!"

While repairing the damage to Chen Mo's meridians, Dean Chu muttered to himself in bewilderment.

After a while, Chen Mo regained consciousness.

"Oh, Dean Chu, what brings you here?" Chen Mo asked, startled, looking at the old man with the dark complexion in front of him.

"Why am I here?" Dean Chu laughed in anger. If he weren't paralyzed from the waist down, he would have stood up and kicked Chen Mo.

"Do you know you've damaged your meridians by playing with your mental powers?"

"Without anyone to guide you, how dare you use such a large amount of mental energy to probe your meridians?"

"Do you know how dangerous this is? Without me, you'd be ruined by the loss of your vital energy!"

Upon hearing that Chen Mo's accident was caused by his use of mental energy, Gu Feng's expression turned somewhat awkward. He carefully sat back down and fastened his seatbelt.

"I feel alright..." Chen Mo touched his nose. His health points had dropped by less than one-tenth, and his mana had only decreased by two hundred out of five hundred.

"Thick-skinned, huh..." Dean Chu's forehead veins bulged; this was the reaction they always had when he explained safety matters to these martial artists.

"I'm telling you this: you are not allowed to use your mental power before we reach Dawn City!"

"Once we get there, I'll personally teach you how to use it. Don't mess things up and kill yourself!"

"Did you hear me?!"

Dean Chu's neck veins were bulging, clearly indicating that he was quite angry.

"Oh, I understand." Chen Mo shrank back; this old man had quite a temper...