High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

Seeing Xia Yuan's defiant expression, he remained silent.

Feng Mo's five fingers, as hard as iron, slowly tightened.

Xia Yuan kicked his legs wildly, and his cervical vertebrae made a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound.

He was proud of his perfected ninth level of True Qi Realm cultivation, making him invincible among those of the same level.

Under the suppression of Feng Mo's violent and unparalleled true energy, it was like a stagnant pool, unable to stir up the slightest ripple.

At this moment, he realized that it wasn't that he was invincible among his peers, but rather that he had never encountered anyone stronger than himself among his peers before.

A feeling of suffocation washed over me like a tidal wave.

Xia Yuan struggled to meet Feng Mo's indifferent eyes.

There was no hesitation, no fear, only a calm as if looking at a lifeless object.

His pride in his prestigious family background was shattered in the face of absolute power and violence.

[Ding! Xia Yuan is like a chick in your presence. Moderate defense breach. Defense breach points +1000.]

A crisp system notification sounded in Feng Mo's mind.

"You... dare to touch me..." Xia Yuan's face turned purple, and he managed to squeeze out a few words from his throat, "I am... from the Xia family of the Wood Spirit Clan..."

"The Xia family?"

Feng Mo's lips curled into a wild, cold smile.

Li Changqing's words seemed to echo in my ears: If you encounter the Xia family, give them a good beating.

"I'm going to beat up the Xia family!"

Feng Mo shouted loudly, his right arm muscles bulged, and his blood and qi erupted like a mountain torrent.

He grabbed Xia Yuan by the neck and swung him violently in a semi-circle in mid-air.

The wind howled.

boom!

Xia Yuan's head was slammed solidly onto the incredibly hard spirit stone ground.

boom!

Debris flew everywhere, and spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly outwards from Xia Yuan's head.

The devastating blow instantly shattered Xia Yuan's defenses.

The excruciating pain shot straight to my brain, and it felt as if all my internal organs had been displaced.

His vision went black, and he almost passed out.

[Ding! Xia Yuan was beaten like a dog in front of everyone, severely damaging his defense. Defense damage points +2000.]

Feng Mo released his grip and stomped heavily on Xia Yuan's face.

The tread of the military boots pressed relentlessly against that handsome face, severely distorting his features.

Feng Mo looked down at the top family prodigies below him from his high vantage point.

"Now, answer me."

"Who are the inferior people?"

Xia Yuan's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Feng Mo.

Fear, humiliation, and the deep-rooted stubbornness and defiance of the scions of aristocratic families.

He opened his blood-stained mouth and uttered a single, indistinct word: "You..."

"Good! Very good!"

Feng Mo laughed in extreme anger, his laughter carrying a chilling ferocity.

He lifted his right foot.

Five-colored lightning exploded on the leg shadow.

boom!

He stomped down heavily.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The continuous, violent stomping caused the entire golden seating area to tremble violently.

Xia Yuan's teeth were crushed and crushed, the blood mixing with the crevices of the spirit stone.

The piercing screams echoed through the secret realm, sending chills down the spines of the hundred prodigies on the shore.

The final kick landed.

Xia Yuan's eyes rolled back, and he fainted from the pain.

His lofty pride was shattered into pieces at this moment.

[Ding! Xia Yuan's defense has been broken after you publicly humiliated him by stepping on his head. Defense points increased by 3000]

Feng Mo twisted his neck and kicked out like he was kicking a bag of stinking garbage, then swept his foot across the ground.

boom!

Xia Yuan's body traced a perfect parabola in the air before crashing precisely onto the shore.

Immediately afterwards, the Gengjin Divine Dragon flew out, and with a flick of its tail, the three unconscious half-step third-level guards were also thrown away.

Pat, pat, pat.

The three of them landed squarely on top of Xia Yuan.

The four of them piled on top of each other and slept like babies.

The entire room fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop.

All the geniuses present, including those arrogant scions of powerful families in Shanghai, held their breath at that moment.

The way they looked at Feng Mo was as if they were looking at an invincible, ferocious god.

It's too cruel.

That's outrageous.

That's a direct descendant of the Mu Lingxia family, one of the eighteen prestigious clans!

They'll start fighting without a second thought, grabbing your neck, stomping on your face, and crushing your teeth!

This guy is an absolute monster!

Feng Mo dusted off his hands and calmly swept his gaze across the room.

"I'll use this Soul Awakening Pool first."

"Anyone have a problem with that?"

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable domineering air.

None of the hundred prodigies dared to look him in the eye; they all lowered their heads.

As for the so-called rules?

From this moment on, strength is the only rule.

Feng Mo withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the shore.

Yun Tianyi remained in the position of holding the fan, frozen in place like a stone sculpture, his mouth agape, wide enough to fit a fist.

"Brother Yun, what are you standing there for?"

Feng Mo tilted his head slightly and pointed to the golden seat beside him, "Come and cleanse yourself quickly."

Yun Tianyi snapped back to reality.

He swallowed hard, pointed to himself, and said, "Me? Really?"

"Nonsense, do you think I'm as domineering as Xia Yuan?" Feng Mo raised an eyebrow.

Yun Tianyi was flattered and his expression was extremely interesting.

He had thought Feng Mo was just a local genius with exceptional strength, but he hadn't expected him to be not only ridiculously strong but also so loyal.

Feng Mo is a man worth befriending!

Without saying a word, Yun Tianyi unfolded his folding fan, swaggered over, and plopped down in the seat next to Feng Mo, his back ramrod straight.

Is this what it feels like to have power? It's fucking awesome!

He remembered that his sister was just as arrogant.

However, upon deeper reflection, he seems inferior to Feng Mokuang...

There are a total of ten seats in Jinchi. Originally, Xia Yuan occupied the central seat, but now it belongs to Feng Mo.

Yun Tianyi is right next to him.

I remembered that the other party said that even five people could achieve the best results by washing their hair at once.

Feng Mo stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping over the group of geniuses on the shore who were watching longingly but dared not step forward.

He curled his lips into an extremely kind smile.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it would be a waste to leave these Golden Pool seats empty."

"I'm not the kind of arrogant person like Xia Yuan. I'm happy to share with everyone."

Upon hearing this, the eyes of everyone on the shore lit up.

"However..." Feng Mo changed the subject, "There are only three positions left that can achieve the top-level refinement effect, so only the highest bidder can win."

"Second- or third-tier top-grade pills, rare potions, or high-level martial arts techniques can all be brought in for exchange. Whoever offers the highest price can come in for refinement."

"Honest and fair dealing, on-site bidding."

Sudden change in painting style.

One second they're a god of death descending, the next they're like a vegetable market auction.

Everyone was stunned for a full three seconds.

Then, the whole place erupted in cheers!

This is a prime spot!

The most common way to use the Awakening Pool is for a hundred people to bathe together, which distributes their martial soul power evenly, resulting in a mediocre effect.

Those who are slightly more assertive will try to reduce the number of people undergoing a one-time cleanup as much as possible.

More powerful geniuses will form cliques, with five people working together to maximize their refinement.

A powerful figure like Xia Yuan would monopolize the Cleansing Pool.

Regardless of the type, none of the geniuses present had the opportunity to maximize their refinement due to their insufficient status and strength.

But now, the opportunity has arrived.

Everyone present has a good family background, and all they need to do is offer a higher price than others.

"I'll offer three bottles of second-tier top-grade Qi and Blood Pills! Plus a second-tier A-level movement technique!" a tall, thin young man immediately shouted.

"Get out of my way, you poor wretch! I'll offer a third-tier Spirit-Nourishing Grass, plus two bottles of Golden Soul Pills!" A young master from a prominent family in Shanghai immediately raised the stakes.

"I'll pay..."

Bidding calls rose and fell.

Feng Mo sat cross-legged on the center of the array, watching the crowd bid with a smile.

Top-grade elixirs, rare medicinal herbs, advanced martial arts techniques...

They've made a fortune.

These scions of wealthy families are rolling in money.

Fifteen minutes later.

The auction has ended.

The three highest bidders, their faces a mixture of heartache and elation, stepped into the Golden Pool and each took a seat.

As for those who didn't get a shot, they could only stay obediently on the shore, not daring to utter a single word.

Feng Mo looked at the mountain of resources in front of him and nodded in satisfaction.

He sorted through them, then took out all the resources that could be used for cultivation from his storage bracelet and arranged them in front of him, categorizing them one by one.

Then he closed his eyes and focused his mind into his body.

"System, how many breach points do I have now?"

A system notification appears.

[Currently available breach points: 66500]

They possess numerous breach points and resources, and are currently in this Soul Awakening Secret Realm.

With all the advantages of timing, location, and people, it's time to break through to the third tier!

"System, allocate points to cultivation, activate the Spirit Awakening Technique!"