One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

Feng Shayan's figure standing on the steps was gradually left behind by the car window.

The black sedan drove smoothly all the way, leaving the hustle and bustle of Tianjin behind.

Lin Mo leaned back in the comfortable leather seat, closed his eyes to rest, but his mind was still preoccupied with his next money-making plan.

Time slipped away quietly amidst the routine of clocking in and out at work.

A whole month.

In the backyard of the Lu family villa, autumn is gradually deepening.

Lin Mo sat in a rattan chair, holding a cup of Wuyi Mountain Da Hong Pao tea specially supplied by the Lu family, and casually opened the system panel in his mind.

For the past month, as long as I clocked in and out every day without fail and did not violate any rules by working overtime without pay, the system's rewards arrived on time.

Two years' worth of refined internal energy in one day, and a full sixty years in one month!

With the foundation he had built up before, Lin Mo's internal energy had now reached a terrifying 183 years.

The platinum-gold Nine Yang True Qi flowed slowly through his meridians. With a slight circulation, one could feel a terrifying power, powerful enough to overturn mountains and seas, lurking within his body.

However, looking at the three external martial arts skills he had been given for signing in for the past month, Lin Mo's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air.

Eagle Claw Kung Fu, Dragon Claw Hand, Iron Head Kung Fu.

Lin Mo's eye twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: Is this broken system trying to compete with a hand-held cheat?

Iron Palm Kung Fu and the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms weren't enough, now they've added Eagle Claw and Dragon Claw.

The most outrageous thing is that Iron Head Kung Fu.

"With my maxed-out protective true qi, which carries over 180 years of internal energy, am I supposed to act like a street thug and headbutt others?"

Lin Mo touched his meticulously styled hair and decisively threw the martial arts technique into the far corner of the panel.

You can lose your head, but you can't mess up your hairstyle; that's the dignity of a working person.

"boom--"

A muffled thud interrupted Lin Mo's thoughts.

Not far away, on the training ground, Lu Linglong fell onto the lawn like a kite with a broken string, her whole body covered in mud and grass clippings.

She was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down her face onto the grass.

On the other side, the double light of reversal on Lu Lin's body gradually dissipated. She knelt on one knee, supporting herself with her hands on her knees, looking like she had exhausted herself to the limit.

But behind them, several members of the Lu Family Class, including Canglong, Bai Shixue, and Xiao Xiao, were already lying sprawled on the ground, too exhausted to even move a finger.

"Alright, that concludes today's stress relief service."

Lin Mo put down his teacup, stood up leisurely, took out a small notebook and scribbled a few lines: "Dear bosses, the monthly subscription package has been used up. If you want to renew, please scan my QR code. No credit allowed."

Lu Linglong gritted her teeth, rolled over, and lay sprawled on the ground, looking at the azure sky. She protested breathlessly, "Lin Mo... you're inhuman! I feel like my bones are about to fall apart!"

Despite saying that, Lu Linglong knew better than anyone that her energy circulation speed was almost twice as fast as it was a month ago, and the ruthlessness she displayed when she attacked was forced out by Lin Mo.

Not only her, but the entire Lu family team has made a qualitative leap in combat ability under this month of grueling training.

"Young Lin, I'm truly impressed by your methods of training people."

Lu Jin walked down the corridor with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. His gaze swept over the group of young people in the Lu Family Troupe, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

He could clearly sense that these brats not only had more refined Qi, but Lin Mo had also completely dispelled their fear when facing powerful enemies.

Lin Mo stuffed the notebook back into his pocket, turned to look at Lu Jin, and said in a tone that was impeccable, "Mr. Lu, I'm embarrassed by what you said."

"We do our jobs fair and honestly, regardless of age or gender; this is all part of our after-sales service."

Lu Jin laughed heartily and pointed at Lin Mo: "You, you're always thinking about business."

"Alright, pack your things. The Luotian Grand Ceremony officially starts tomorrow, so we need to head to Longhu Mountain."

Upon hearing the words "Longhu Mountain," Lu Linglong scrambled to her feet, brushed the grass clippings off her clothes, and a hint of lingering fear flashed in her eyes.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and unconsciously rubbed the invoice holder in his pocket with his fingertips.

The big order is finally coming.

……

The following day at noon, Longhu Mountain, Jiangxi.

A month later, standing at the foot of Longhu Mountain again, looking at the bustling tourists around him, Lin Mo stretched and took a breath of the fresh mountain air.

"I'm back in this place again."

Lin Mo looked around and clicked his tongue twice.

Lu Linglong dragged her pink suitcase closer to Lin Mo, glancing guiltily at the sky.

Today the sun shines brightly, and the sky is cloudless.

"Hey, Lin Mo."

Lu Linglong tugged at Lin Mo's sleeve, her voice low enough that only the two of them could hear, "This time, don't cause that thundercloud tribulation again."

"Last time, Great-Grandpa and the others were quite frightened. If you make any more noise, we might not even be able to get down the mountain."

Lin Mo glanced at her sideways and retorted confidently, "Boss Lu, that was just a normal physiological reaction. Besides, as long as no one forces me to work overtime this time, I promise to behave myself and not cause any trouble."

The two were bickering when Lu Jin, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped.

Lin Mo followed Lu Jin's gaze and saw a large group of scantily clad female tourists gathered in front of the mountain gate archway above the steps.

In the center of the crowd, the old Taoist master Zhang Zhiwei, dressed in a wide Taoist robe, was smiling and holding up two fingers, making a stiff "V" sign with the tourists next to him.

"Old sage, look at the camera and smile!"

A girl with heavy makeup held up her phone and shouted excitedly.

Zhang Zhiwei cooperated perfectly, pulling open the corners of his mouth to reveal a kind smile, and with a click, the image was captured on the phone screen.

"Thank you, old sage! May you live a long and healthy life!" The tourists dispersed, satisfied.

Zhang Zhiwei rubbed his slightly sore cheeks, sighed, and as soon as he turned his head, he met Lu Jin's ambiguous smile.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, you're pretty busy, aren't you?" Lu Jin joked.

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand helplessly: "Old Lu, don't laugh at me. It's peak tourist season now. The villagers are counting on these entrance fees to repair the Taoist temple."

"Even my old bones have to come out and lend a hand."

Lin Mo stood behind and watched this scene, a sense of emotion rising in his heart.

This is the reality of society.

Even if you have extraordinary cultivation and are recognized as a top expert in the world of supernatural beings, as long as you live in this world, you will be bound by the rules of the secular world.

The sect needs to eat, the disciples need to be supported, and even the top masters are forced to perform, acting as welcoming mascots.

Humans are, after all, social animals.

Social systems ensure that everyone does what they are supposed to do within a specific framework.

Want to do whatever you want?

Unless you can single-handedly smash the existing rules and forcibly rewrite the social system.

But in such a chaotic situation, life loses its joy.

Lin Mo stroked his chin, feeling that his current situation was pretty good. He clocked in and out every day, took advantage of the system's benefits, earned money from various factions, and enjoyed the treatment of a top-tier worker.

It's not too late to consider changing your way of life when you're truly tired of this kind of life.

"Master, it's been a long time." Lin Mo stepped forward, his tone as familiar as if he were greeting the lobby manager.

When Zhang Zhiwei saw Lin Mo, his eyes lit up. He looked Lin Mo up and down and nodded with a smile: "Young friend Lin, you look increasingly healthy. It seems you've made quite a bit of money during your month at the Lu family."

"Hey, thanks to you, I can make a living." Lin Mo waved his hand modestly.

After chatting for a while, the old master had other things to attend to, so Lu Jin led Lin Mo and Lu Linglong to continue walking towards the back mountain.

The venue for the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was located deep in the back mountain. Along the way, one could see many strangely dressed people gathered in twos and threes, discussing the favorites to win the championship.

As we passed through a quiet bamboo forest, the mountain path narrowed slightly.

Four people slowly walked towards us from the opposite direction.

Leading the way was a chubby old man with a cane, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, his eyes narrowed into slits.

Walking alongside him was an old man with a hideous scar on his face, his eyes sinister, looking at everyone as if they were prey.

It was Wang Ai and Lü Ci, two of the Ten Elders.

Behind the two old men were two young men.

A young man with side-swept bangs, hands in his pockets, swaying as he walks, chin held high, looking like he doesn't care about the world.

The other one had a middle parting and looked refined, but there was an unyielding gloom between his brows.

It was Wang Bing, the young master of the Wang family, and Lü Gong of the Lü family.

"Hey, isn't this Lao Lu?"

Wang Ai stopped a long way off, tapped her chubby hand on her cane twice, and spoke with a smile.

……