Heaven Slaying Blade

Chu Mo wanted to interrogate the weird jade piece hanging around his neck: "Where did you hide my unique cultivation method?"

Though he hadn't studied it thoroughly when his master gave it to him, he knew there were words on the back!

Now, it was blank.

Flipped it over... there were no words!

Blank space.

Turned it over again... still no words!

Still blank!

Until the very end, the whole Heaven's Will My Will, except for the first page with the same amount of words, and a few extra ones, the rest was completely blank!

"My God…"

Chu Mo held his head in his hand, his excitement was utterly diminished.

Feeling like crying but without tears, he sat dejectedly on the chair, his face covered in cold sweat, utterly bewildered.

At this moment, the Demon Lord called from outside: "Come out for dinner!"

Chu Mo shivered slightly, thinking: "I can't reveal this to my master... this is too strange!"

When I have time, I must figure this out.

With these thoughts, Chu Mo responded, opened the door, and walked out.

A strong scent quickly filled his nostrils, immediately reviving Chu Mo's spirits.

Then he was stunned, struggling to believe his eyes as he looked at the dishes on the table.

"Did… did you make this?"

Four dishes, one soup, including the meat of the Sea Dragon, some fish, and two types of wild vegetables.

Not only was it superbly delicious, but its presentation was also incredibly appealing!

The Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo: "Thought you were a culinary expert?"

"..." Chu Mo was speechless, he even momentarily forgot about the transformation of Heaven's Will My Will, and looked at the Demon Lord with astonishment: "Master… is there anything you can't do?"

The Demon Lord could not care less about Chu Mo's remark, brought out a jug of wine and two cups, placing one in front of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo was stunned again, watching as his master poured him a glass of wine, his mouth twitched: "Master… what is this?"

"Come over, have a drink with me." As the Demon Lord sat there, he looked at Chu Mo carefully: "Barely adequate. You have opened the door to the Heaven's Will scroll!"

"From now on, you are on your own!"

A sense of relief washed over Chu Mo. However, he was on alert the next moment, looking at the Demon Lord and saying: "Master, you…."

The Demon Lord waved his hand: "Drink!"

This was not the first time Chu Mo was drinking. Having grown up in the military, some rogue veterans had already taught Chu Mo how to drink.

In fact, he has a decent talent in it.

But Chu Mo didn't expect that the wine his master brought out was nothing special at first, but after a glass, he got the feeling of lightness, as if he was about to float away.

At the same time, he felt a heat surge in his elixir field and the shackles of the primordial pass seemed to crack even more!

At this moment, the Demon Lord said with a stern voice: "Why aren't you running the cultivation method to attack the primordial pass? What are you waiting for?"

Subconsciously, Chu Mo began to run the Heaven's Will scroll's cultivation method.

The vast strength in his limbs was immediately activated and attacked the shackles of the primordial pass all at once.

Boom!

It was like a torrent breaking out!

This formidable power shattered the shackles of the primordial pass.

Chu Mo felt an unbelievably strong power emerge within his body in a split second.

It felt like it could split mountains and rocks!

It could tear everything apart!

Meanwhile, Chu Mo, a little confused, full of power, couldn't help but stand up and run straight outside.

Roaring, he began to punch in the yard.

This boxing method was naturally the military long boxing technique that Chu Mo was most familiar with!

However, as he performed it now, it felt completely different from before.

Chu Mo was absolutely sure that if he had to fight against the 'Heavenly Genius' Fan Lizhi from Longevity Heaven now, even if the Seventh Elder helped secretly, he could smash Fan Lizhi with a single punch!

With some alcohol-induced vigor, Chu Mo kept roaring, and continued to practice the military long boxing technique that he had been practicing for many years.

In the end, Chu Mo struck a towering tree that required two people to embrace it with one punch.

Bang!

The formidable power within him instantly spread to his arms, followed his fist and... hit the trunk hard.

With a muffled bang,

Then,

This big tree that required two people to embrace it, made a heart-throbbing cracking sound.

Crack… Crack!

Rumble.

It fell to the ground with a crash!

This tree was cleanly split by Chu Mo's punch!

The big tree fell, causing the ground under his feet to vibrate slightly.

Chu Mo... sobered up!

He looked at the big tree lying on the ground in front of him in a daze, his eyes full of shock!

"Did I, really knock it down with one punch?" Chu Mo muttered to himself.

The Demon Lord then came to him, looked at the broken end of the tree, nodded slightly, and said faintly: "Barely acceptable."

"Dragon Elephant Power!"

"Master!"

"I already have the Dragon Elephant Power!"

"How could you call it barely acceptable?"

Chu Mo pointed at the broken end of the big tree, saying with a face filled with excitement: "Master, look, this punch, the force was here, then those other places… It was all Dragon Elephant Power attacking!"

"This broken end… it's as neat as if it was chopped with a knife!"

The Demon Lord chuckled: "Just a high-level refinement skill. If I didn't know, I'd think you became an unrivaled expert..."

Chu Mo just laughed, not bothered by the Demon Lord's remarks at all.

Drenched in sweat, and pretty much sober now, Chu Mo suddenly felt hungry, so he ran back to the kitchen to eat.

Having spent so much time together, Chu Mo already understood the Demon Lord's temperament quite well. To receive a "so-so" comment from the Demon Lord indicated that he was already very satisfied!

Yellow Rank first, second and third level, the first two levels are ordinary.

These are martial artists who can barely cultivate some primordial energy, but have not yet broken through the Primordial Pass.

Even if they're merely considered 'ordinary', being able to sense primordial energy means they've stepped through the door of cultivation.

The first three levels of the Yellow Rank are the body refinement stage.

A martial artist of the first level of the Yellow Rank possesses the power of a Bull.

Therefore, just being able to sense primordial energy and step into the first level makes one much stronger than an ordinary person.

In the military, they could at least become a team leader or even a small group leader.

A martial artist of the second level of the Yellow Rank possesses the Power of Tiger and Leopard.

This was where Chu Mo was before. The power of the tiger and leopard offers not only strength but agility!

Martial artists reaching this level can enjoy some reputation and status in ordinary society.

Joining the military, they could even become a large group leader!

The third level of the Yellow Rank possesses the Dragon Elephant Power.

This level represents the peak of body refinement. They break through the Primordial Pass and truly start to advance.

For martial artists, it's like swimming from a small creek to the middle of a grand river.

They see a broader world and a brighter future.

Many martial artists get stuck at the Primordial Pass for their entire life and can't break through till the very end.

Chu Mo, being just thirteen, has already broken to this realm.

He's accomplished what most martial artists in this world could not achieve in their lifetime.

Martial artists at this level could barely qualify to become a general in the armies of smaller kingdoms!

Although the road ahead was long, Chu Mo was full of ambition at this moment.

This time, however, the Demon Lord didn't knock him down.

Instead, he watched Chu Mo feasting heartily, his eyes flashing with a hint of softness.

After gulping down several large bowls of rice and almost finishing all the dishes, Chu Mo finally felt full.

He put down his chopsticks and looked at the expressionless Demon Lord, chuckling, "Master, your cooking is delicious!"

"If only I could eat it every day…"

"That would be even better!"

"What are you thinking? You should clean up and then head down the mountain," the Demon Lord glanced at Chu Mo and said lightly.

"What?"

"Down... down the mountain?" Chu Mo was stupefied, looking at the Demon Lord, "Are you joking, Master?"

"Who's joking with you?" The Demon Lord said with a cold face, "I have taught you everything that I can, and you have learned everything."

"Why not go down the mountain? What's the point of lingering here?"

"I... what have I learned?" Chu Mo looked at the Demon Lord, dumbfounded. "Shouldn't I be here for at least a few more years, and then graduate and leave the mountain?"

"Rubbish!" The Demon Lord scoffed, "Those mnemonics are the complete cultivation techniques!"

"Now that you have learned them, what remains is a process of mastery."

"It's a long enough journey from here to Great Xia Yanhuang. That should be enough time for you to familiarize yourself with these techniques."

"From here... back to Great Xia Yanhuang?" Chu Mo looked at the Demon Lord's expression — he didn't seem to be joking — and suddenly felt dumbfounded.

The Demon Lord had flown with him for three full days, barely stopping, covering at least twenty thousand miles.

How long would he have to walk to cover that distance?

Even though he has now broken through to the Primordial Pass realm, that twenty thousand miles, if he traveled day and night without stopping, he'd probably need half a year.

Besides, there's an even more important problem.

He doesn't know the way!

"Yes, this amount of time is enough for you to get familiar with those techniques," the Demon Lord said with a face that seemed to say, 'See, I've thought this through.'

Chu Mo made a bitter face, "Master, your disciple does not want to leave you!"

"Cut it out!" The Demon Lord gave Chu Mo a sideways glance, "Not enough punishment yet?"

Chu Mo grinned, "No, it's just that your disciple doesn't want to leave you!"

"Hypocrite!" The Demon Lord said coldly.

"Really, really!" Chu Mo patted his chest.

The Demon Lord said, "Stop talking nonsense, it's decided!"

Seeing that his master really wanted him to leave, Chu Mo felt a surge of sadness in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he smirked and said, "Master, look, your disciple doesn't even have a decent magic weapon. With all your power, you must have a lot of magic weapons, right? Just give me a bunch..."

"Otherwise, when I'm on my long and arduous journey, as I can't fly, what if I encounter any danger?"

"Also, your disciple doesn't know the way!"

The Demon Lord's eyelid twitched, he coldly said, "No!"

"Then give me something else..."

"Like premium primordial stones, premium primordial medicine..."

The Demon Lord said, "There's nothing, absolutely nothing!"

"Master, you promised before that if you lose the bet, you'd give me wealth that could rival a nation's!" Chu Mo's eyes sparkled, "That would work too!"

"I've already given it to you!" The Demon Lord looked at Chu Mo, "Don't you think the things I taught you are invaluable?"

"Does that count?" Chu Mo's mouth twitched, he murmured, "You're so stingy, not giving anything away!"

Then, Chu Mo looked at the Demon Lord and asked, "If your disciple leaves, what will happen to the poison in your body, Master?"

"What does that have to do with you? Stop talking nonsense!"

The Demon Lord stood up and said, "I see you don't have anything to take along, get lost now!"

With that said, the Demon Lord went straight up to Chu Mo, grabbed him with one hand, took him outside, and then threw him out!

Chu Mo's body was suddenly flung into the air.

"Hey, hey, hey, master… You're serious, don't drive me away!"

"Where should I find you in the future?"

Chu Mo yelled at the top of his lungs, then was silenced by the high-altitude winds.

Then he was flung hundreds of miles away from the mountain.

Bang!

He landed on the ground.