Commander-in-Chief, Profit

Chapter 39: Commander-in-Chief, Profit

Chapter 39: Commander-in-Chief, Profit

Having discovered his Root Bone, Lin Mo's evaluation naturally improved. The key was how such a change in Root Bone came about, but fortunately, Lin Mo already had a story prepared.

Yang Yun's eyes were bright, seemingly waiting for his explanation.

Lin Mo seized the opportunity and began to explain, "Second Master Li saw my transformation a few days ago and also explained it to me. I only just realized that this is an Acquired Cultivation, possessing Root Bone from a Family Bloodline Inheritance."

Although [Bee Waist Ape Back] was indeed an excellent Root Bone, it only ranked at the bottom of the Human Bone Ranking among the Heaven, Earth, and Human Rankings.

This kind of Root Bone wouldn't be considered extremely rare in families with significant influence.

After all, Lin Mo had heard that one of the three major families in Prefecture City relied on the Earth Ranking Root Bone, [Spiritual Martial Mysterious Back], passed down for hundreds of years, to establish their foothold in the prefecture.

"No wonder..." Yang Yun touched his wrist again, seeming to understand. "No wonder, your bone age is less than eighteen, and you must have suffered from malnutrition in your impoverished childhood, leading to incomplete Root Bone development. In that case, it can be considered your Luck!"

Yang Yun was straightforward. Since Lin Mo had talent, he had sufficient value, and he made a decisive choice.

"Lin Mo, I wish to take you as my sixth Personal Disciple. Are you willing?"

Unlike the three Martial Masters of Changhe Martial Arts School, who had hundreds of apprentices and dozens of Personal Disciples with surnames like Wang and Li, Yang Yun had very few disciples.

Lin Mo was happy with this. If there were too many people, he might be assigned inadequate resources, and competition would be fierce; internal strife among fellow disciples was also possible.

"Thank you for your regard, Master. Lin Mo is willing!"

Lin Mo knelt down swiftly and decisively, kowtowing a few times in no time.

Although Li Erlang had mentioned his intention to negotiate with Yang Yun and pass on his mantle, Lin Mo felt that the banner of a Martial Master was more useful.

Seeing Lin Mo's quick wit, Yang Yun was overjoyed. "Get up, get up. Later, you will accompany me to the training grounds at the Martial Arts School Headquarters. A good thing awaits you!"

"Thank you, Master!"

By the time Yang Yun arrived with Xu Changfeng and Lin Mo, it was already a scene of a crowded populace, with hundreds of Martial Artists from Changhe Martial Arts School gathered together.

Unlike the cheap training grounds packed with yellow mud, here even the floor was paved with the finest blue bricks, and the competition stage in the training grounds were made of carefully selected hard stone bricks.

The headquarters' training grounds alone occupied thousands of square meters, equivalent to one or two standard football fields in size.

The Changhe Martial Arts School had a relatively loose system, but the rules were still in place. Martial Masters and their Personal Disciples naturally sat in the upper seats, with dozens of wooden chairs being filled sequentially.

As soon as Chen Qing sat down, he saw three people walking from afar and taking their seats. He looked at one of them, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Lin Mo, how is he qualified to sit there? Isn't he just a registered disciple?"

After a moment's thought, he understood, muttering inwardly, "I didn't expect his talent and aptitude would give him a chance to be taken as a Personal Disciple by a Martial Master. Heh..."

Even among Personal Disciples, there were disparities.

As the saying goes, when one person succeeds, their whole family benefits.

Just by the degree of favor he received, after only two months, he had reached the First Stage Perfected, just one step away from the Second Level.

As for his parents and relatives, they had long since moved from their previous small, connected sampans to the coveted inner city districts, with servants attending to their every need.

"Can he, Lin Mo, achieve this step?"

Chen Qing's ambitions were now sky-high. The confidence brought by his [Golden Bone Jade Tendon] was not something a small place like Changhe County could suppress; his stage was the larger Prefecture City!

He looked at Lin Mo's shabby green robe, then at his own martial uniform with golden thread, white background, and wave patterns, and let out a silent sneer.

Among the three Martial Masters of Changhe Martial Arts School, Yang Yun was old and rarely took disciples, and his foundation was relatively shallow. Thus, Wang Zhongtian and Martial Master Wang were considered the leaders.

Wang Zhongtian sat in the foremost position, and hundreds of gazes converged upon him. Chen Qing, as a favored Personal Disciple, sat beside him, holding his head high.

He was like a proud goose that had won a victory.

Wang Zhongtian waved his hand and announced, "Regarding the Water Ghost disaster in Changhe County, I am naturally aware. Our Changhe Martial Arts School Martial Artists have all emerged, and your suppression of the water ghosts is naturally a primary contribution!"

A wave of applause erupted. Lin Mo, just like in his previous life, felt a bit like listening to a leader's speech, except this time he was also seated in the leadership section.

"This feeling isn't bad!"

Lin Mo sat in the disciple's chair and muttered inwardly.

Wang Zhongtian raised his hand, signaling for quiet, and continued, "Prefecture City Inspector Gao Jian, by leveraging this water ghost incident, has cleverly uncovered traces of the White Lotus Sect. One must know that the White Lotus Sect is a widespread menace; if it is not eradicated, the Prefecture City region will not truly be peaceful for a single day..."

Throughout his speech, Wang Zhongtian displayed the art of flattery. Although Wang Haiqiao, the Inspector, was not present, a Prefecture Guard was there to represent him.

These words were naturally meant for the guard to hear, and also for Wang Haiqiao to hear.

If one were to speak of the primary contribution, it would actually belong to Li Erlang and Lin Mo. However, since Li Erlang could not be brought into public view, only Lin Mo remained.

After speaking for a while, the flattery was mostly done. Wang Zhongtian gestured for the guard to read the Inspector's order.

The guard suddenly stood up, his stern gaze sweeping over everyone present, finally pausing on Lin Mo for a moment.

He looked at the Martial Artists in the training grounds and said, "The Prefecture City Inspector is currently making a vigorous effort to apprehend the remnants of the White Lotus Sect and requires everyone's support to clear out the White Lotus Sect's hidden operatives in Changhe County. The Zhao Family Grain Store and the Qianjin Escort Agency are key targets."

Although this was said, many Martial Artists understood that if they were truly to eradicate the remnants, the Inspector would have already led people to apprehend them.

What they were tasked with was actually just cleaning up the aftermath, sweeping the battlefield, or, to put it simply, letting the people of Changhe County digest the surplus resources internally.

The Zhao Family Grain Store and the Qianjin Escort Agency were both major assets, and their treasuries contained many good things.

Since there's an event like this, the leader must be the biggest beneficiary. Without giving the many Martial Artists much time to think, it was presumed the appointed leader would be a few Martial Masters, or at the very least, a chief Personal Disciple.

As everyone thought this, there was no longer much suspense. They looked at the Prefecture Guard, who continued speaking at this moment.

"The Patrol Commissioner has ordered that Lin Mo shall serve as the Commander-in-Chief for this operation, leading all Martial Artists within the Changhe Martial Arts School. Does anyone have any objections?"

Upon suddenly hearing such news, the place erupted like a bomb. Most of the Martial Artists below were stunned, having never even heard of Lin Mo.

Among the many Personal Disciples on the stage, their expressions varied. Chen Qing's face was extremely grim, and a flash of jealousy crossed his gaze as he looked at Lin Mo.

This is truly a great opportunity, a great blessing!

Lin Mo's eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up, cupped his fists, and gestured to the Martial Artists, secretly contemplating.

Confiscating property? This is a huge source of profit!

Especially the Qianjin Escort Agency, traveling all over the place, who knows how many treasures are in their vault!

Thinking of this, Lin Mo's breathing became slightly rapid.