White Ape Eight Section Fist Minor Accomplishment, White Ape Momentum

Chapter 17: White Ape Eight Section Fist Reaches Minor Accomplishment, White Ape Momentum

Chapter Seventeen: White Ape Eight Section Fist Reaches Minor Accomplishment, White Ape Momentum

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. The Water Ghost menace continued to cause widespread fear, though the situation had improved somewhat compared to the previous days.

The various powers within Changhe County—the Changhe Martial Arts School, the County Yamen, the Zhao Family Grain Store, and the Escort Agency—each dispatched forces, eliminating numerous Water Ghost lairs.

As dusk settled, the dirt training ground in the backyard.

A group of apprentices peered through the cracks of the inner room's door, gazing at the figure on the training ground. They moved cautiously, careful not to disturb their senior brother's practice.

Lin Mo walked across the plum blossom stakes, over two meters off the ground, yet he moved as if on level ground, his stance incredibly stable.

He walked to the end of the stake path, his eyes narrowed. He inhaled, let out a sound, and suddenly leaped.

His figure sprang out five to six meters, his clothes fluttering slightly. He had already reached another high stake, landing steadily on the tops of two wooden stakes, each no thicker than his forearm.

He was currently practicing the footwork of the last two stances of the White Ape Eight Section Fist.

"Teach the fist techniques, not the footwork; teaching footwork is for the master!"

This emphasized the crucial importance of footwork in traditional martial arts.

Lin Mo took a couple of breaths, waiting for his breathing to return to a steady, even rhythm. He then assumed a horse stance, moving among the high stakes, practicing the variations of the White Ape Eight Section Fist.

"Senior Brother Lin seems to have gotten even stronger!"

"Yeah, when he came back a while ago, he was like an ox, tireless every day..."

Several youths whispered cautiously, afraid of disturbing Lin Mo's cultivation. Unbeknownst to them, another figure approached from behind, pulled two of them aside, and began watching from the gap himself.

"Good heavens, in just these few days, Lin Mo is about to break through to minor accomplishment in the White Ape Eight Section Fist?"

Xu Changfeng clicked his tongue inwardly, increasingly unable to understand the young man before him. When did Uncle Chen's discerning eye become so sharp, choosing such a top-tier talent?

"Logically, he should be the direct disciple, but Lin Mo's comprehension is simply inhuman!"

Xu Changfeng felt a pang of wistfulness.

The crowd watched with eager eyes, each filled with their own envy. The youths envied Lin Mo's fighting style, while Xu Changfeng envied his astonishing comprehension.

As Lin Mo delved deeper into the White Ape Eight Section Fist, he then used his [Insightful Eye] to examine the details.

Suddenly, numerous memory fragments surged into his mind—some were from the assassination of Zhao Wu, and others were from the insights gained during his practice over the past few days. They replayed once more as memory fragments...

As the jade talisman vibrated, white mist swirled, and a brand-new destiny began to condense.

[White Ape Momentum]

Lin Mo had no time to ponder. He only felt his movements and punches become even more skillful.

Seizing this newfound proficiency, he unleashed all four stances of the White Ape Eight Section Fist, practicing the first four variations in one go. His footwork and the control of his power became more fluid...

Finally, he reached the last stance. He lunged forward towards the wooden stakes, chest held in, fingers clasped, and power surging forth.

Boom!

His fist blurred, and the whistling air was accompanied by a clear ape's roar. Cracks spread from the point of impact on the wooden stake.

The youths behind the door gaped in astonishment. Just as they were marveling, they heard a crack beside their ears—Xu Changfeng had broken the door frame.

"Damn it, he's already achieved minor accomplishment in his fist technique?"

Drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through for the umpteenth time, Lin Mo stopped as the Qi and Blood Pill he had been holding in his mouth was finally consumed.

He leaped down from the stakes and sat on the ground, looking at the pairs of eyes peeking through the door crack, and grinned.

"Senior Brother Xu, I've achieved minor accomplishment in the White Ape Eight Section Fist!"

"This... it was that simple?"

Xu Changfeng was still in a daze. He recalled that when he himself had broken through to great accomplishment in the First Level, he had also been learning the White Ape Eight Section Fist, but Yang Yun had personally tutored him, beating him up for a month or two.

Exhausted and sore all over, Lin Mo greeted them and found a corner to sit cross-legged.

Ignoring Xu Changfeng's resentful gaze, he closed his eyes to rest, taking the opportunity to examine his new destiny.

[White Ape Momentum]

With just four simple characters, Lin Mo knew without thinking that this was related to his cultivation of the White Ape Eight Section Fist, likely a destiny formed upon reaching minor accomplishment.

However, judging by the density of its white mist, it was already on the verge of becoming a cyan destiny, just like [Insightful Eye] and [Sturdy Bone Structure]. Another advancement would require a full hundred points of Luck.

It was a pity his Luck was insufficient.

[Luck: 73]

Once he gathered a hundred points of Luck, Lin Mo's plan was to first improve his bone structure.

Due to the limitations of his bone structure, even though he took a Qi and Blood Pill every two to three days, supplemented with occasional meat dishes and external medicinal applications, he felt his accumulation of Blood Essence was progressing slowly.

"This is already a problem with my bone structure. With my current aptitude, it will likely take three to four months to reach complete mastery of the First Level."

Lin Mo sighed deeply.

This was even with the aid of resources. Once he broke through again, the Qi and Blood Pills would have a much weaker effect.

Lin Mo didn't believe Yang Yun would provide higher-grade supplements again. He was merely a registered disciple, and even Xu Changfeng, as a direct disciple...

Even at the Second Level, he had cut off part of their supply and had served as a guard for a wealthy family.

"First Level perfected, White Ape Eight Section Fist minor success. Calculated like this, my combat power should be at the First Level complete stage."

Although he could indeed find a better position, Lin Mo had no intention of abandoning his original employer so easily.

After resting enough, he changed into a blue shirt and cloth shoes and headed towards the Li Family Manor.

On one hand, he needed to report the recent situation of the pier business to the Li Family Head Steward. On the other hand, he naturally wanted to ask if there were any more suitable positions.

The Li family was not a small household. In this corner of Changhe County, they were considered wealthy among the third-rate powers.

However, their family's martial strength was not yet strong. Their focus had always been on Changhe County's water transport trade, managing multiple pier affairs. The pier Lin Mo was in charge of was just one of the less significant ones.

The Li Family Steward's small courtyard, study.

A servant led Lin Mo in. Besides the Li Family Head Steward's slightly bloated figure, there was also a young man in fine clothes. Lin Mo recognized this person; he was the Li Family's Second Young Master.

The two were discussing something.

"How could these people be so incompetent? We've dealt with several Water Ghost dens, so how can they still affect the pier business!"

The Li Family Second Young Master, Li Qing, said indignantly, "Where are the Li family's guards? Hurry up and send them out! Do you know how much money we've lost recently?"

"Young Master, we are truly short-handed right now. Most of the martial artists in the county are busy fighting for credit, so who would care about the pier here."

The Li Family Head Steward wiped the sweat from his forehead and could only smile sheepishly.

Although the door was open, Lin Mo politely knocked: "Head Steward, I've come to report..."

"Lin Mo, are you the steward in charge of East Third Pier?"

The Head Steward reacted extremely quickly. Seeing Lin Mo's martial attire, he pondered and asked, "I heard your pier business is doing well, with no Water Ghosts attacking?"

"There were a few lost Water Ghosts early this morning, which I dealt with casually."

Lin Mo said it so lightly, but the Li Family Second Young Master's eyes lit up even brighter. "What is this Brother Lin's martial arts realm, and what is his position?"

"Replying to the Second Young Master, I am the steward in charge of fish and catch transactions at East Third Pier, with a cultivation of First Level perfected."

"First Level perfected? It's a shame to be doing this. In other families, you'd at least be a guard captain. Are you willing to take on the patrol and guard duties for Piers Three and Four?"

Li Qing was already worried about not having enough manpower, wishing he could split himself in two. He held up four fingers, "The monthly salary will be raised to four taels of silver, and a reward of one tael of silver for each Water Ghost!"

Good heavens!

This young master was truly generous!

Lin Mo was just worrying about how to ask for a better job, and here it was, delivered right to his doorstep.