Gradually Intertwined Daily Life 3

The abundant Qi and Blood flowed slowly within his body, like a rushing stream, nourishing every meridian and every muscle. Chen Mo closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and focused all his attention on the circulation of Qi and Blood and the physical sensations of the stance training. He could clearly feel that as the stance training deepened, his feet seemed to take root, connecting firmly with the ground. A steady strength rose from the soles of his feet and spread throughout his body along his legs.

His intent became even more focused. As the Qi and Blood circulated, he could even "hear" the subtle sounds of his muscles and fascia being nourished and slowly strengthened by the Qi and Blood. The proficiency on the System Panel increased at a visible rate:

[Black Tiger Stance Proficiency + 1]

[Body Tempering Fist Proficiency + 1]

[Black Tiger Stance Proficiency + 1]

[Body Tempering Fist Proficiency + 1]...

Every circulation of Qi and Blood, every slight tremor of his muscles, contributed to the increase in proficiency. This clear sense of progress made Chen Mo more immersed, and his enthusiasm for cultivation grew even stronger.

Throughout the morning, Chen Mo almost dictated the rhythm and intensity of the training room. He would sometimes practice stances to condense Qi and Blood, sometimes perform Body Tempering Fist to refine his moves, and sometimes stop to adjust his breathing, always maintaining a highly efficient training state. Although Zhao Peng gritted his teeth and kept up with the training, it was obvious that he had fallen behind the rapidly improving Chen Mo in terms of endurance, fine control of Qi and Blood, and understanding of the essence of the techniques.

Especially Chen Mo's guidance, which often pinpointed his problems with a single sentence and offered simple, feasible solutions, was more effective than the private tutor he had paid for. This further solidified Zhao Peng's belief that "Chen Mo is a stock with super potential" – this was not a level that could be reached by effort alone, but required extremely high comprehension and a deep understanding of the body and the techniques! He felt he had truly struck gold this time!

At noon, the training temporarily came to a halt. Mama Wu had prepared a sumptuous lunch. Although it was slightly simpler than last Saturday's, it was still a nutritious and potent spiritual energy medicinal meal: clear stewed Spirit Rhino Bird soup, pan-fried Red Ridge Fish, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and mixed grain rice. Both of them were starving and ate heartily, quickly replenishing the Qi and Blood and physical strength consumed during training.

At 1:30 PM, after a short rest, the two resumed their training. This time, Chen Mo focused on the transitions between the moves of the Body Tempering Fist, trying to make the flow between each move smoother and more natural, and the circulation of Qi and Blood more seamless. Zhao Peng practiced silently beside him, occasionally asking Chen Mo for clarification on a detail or two.

Time slipped away unnoticed. The sunlight outside gradually slanted westward, dyeing the training room floor a warm gold. Chen Mo stopped his movements and let out a long sigh. A surge of powerful Qi and Blood surged through his body, and his limbs were filled with strength. He opened the System Panel and looked at the numbers, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:

[Black Tiger Stance (Lv.3 Proficient): Proficiency 276/300]

[Body Tempering Fist (Lv.3 Proficient): Proficiency 268/300]

Only a little over twenty more proficiency points were needed to reach the threshold of Lv.4 (Mastery)! At this rate, he would break through successfully in at most two or three more days!

At 6 PM, dinner was served on time. Mama Wu made a nourishing lamb stew and a few refreshing side dishes. The spiritual energy content was higher than lunch, and the replenishment effect was more significant. After the meal, Chen Mo felt the Qi and Blood within him becoming even more abundant and solid, bringing him closer to the Critical Point of breakthrough.

After dinner, they had planned to play some virtual reality games as they did last time. However, Chen Mo considered that the training intensity today had already been sufficient, and excessive entertainment would instead hinder the settling and absorption of Qi and Blood. He proactively suggested leaving.

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"I gained a lot from training today, and I need to go back and digest it properly," Chen Mo said with a smile. "Besides, I can't always bother your family. It's not too late to come play games next time."

Seeing his firm attitude, Zhao Peng didn't insist. Just like last time, he immediately instructed his driver, Xiao Liu, to prepare the car.

"Brother Mo, wait!" Just as Chen Mo was about to walk out of the villa gate, Zhao Peng suddenly remembered something. He turned and ran back into the house. A moment later, he came out holding a black USB drive and an exquisite Rosewood pastry box.

"Take this USB drive," Zhao Peng said, pressing the USB drive into Chen Mo's hand with a sincere tone. "It contains the sprint materials for cultural classes that my dad found for me through connections, as well as some internal exercise collections from key middle schools and Master's lecture notes. You can't buy them on the market. I saw you were also rushing your cultural classes recently, so these materials should help you, saving you the trouble of searching everywhere."

Chen Mo's heart warmed. He took the USB drive and held it in his hand. It was cool to the touch and not heavy, but it carried a weighty sentiment. He knew that the value of these internal materials was immeasurable. Not only would they save him a lot of time and money searching for information, but they would also allow him to avoid many detours in his review and greatly improve his efficiency.

"Here, take this too," Zhao Peng handed over the rosewood pastry box again. He opened the lid, revealing over a dozen exquisitely shaped pastries emitting a faint, pleasant fragrance. "Mama Wu specially made these 'Qi and Blood Nourishing Cakes.' She added some mild herbs to replenish qi and blood. They aren't greasy and can slowly nourish your qi and blood. Eat them when you're hungry at night or for breakfast tomorrow. They're much healthier than snacks bought outside."

Chen Mo looked at the pastries in the box, then at Zhao Peng's sincere eyes. This time, he didn't refuse too politely. He solemnly accepted the pastry box and said earnestly, "Brother Peng, thank you so much. This information and these pastries are incredibly useful to me. If you ever need anything in the future, just ask. As long as I can do it, I'll do my best to help."

"Hey, we're brothers, don't be so formal!" Zhao Peng patted his shoulder with a hearty laugh. "Be careful on your way. Remember to come back next week and try to reach the Proficient level in your stance training!"

"I will!" Chen Mo nodded and turned to get into the black car waiting at the entrance.

The car drove smoothly through the night. Chen Mo leaned back against the soft seat, tightly grasping the small USB drive and the exquisite pastry box. Inside him, his qi and blood were still full from his training, with a subtle increase in his internal strength. In his heart, he felt warmth and surging fighting spirit.

He knew that Zhao Peng's investment was quietly unfolding in a way that was comfortable and acceptable to him. And he, in turn, was not letting down this kindness and investment, growing at a visibly rapid pace—he had the cultural class materials, his daily qi and blood replenishment was secured, he could occasionally use top-tier training environments, and his martial arts strength was improving by leaps and bounds every day...

All of this was like a trickling stream, converging into a mighty force propelling him forward, pushing him step by step towards the threshold of "Proficient" and into a broader world.

The car drove into the familiar Xingfu Residential Area. After Chen Mo got out, he watched the car disappear into the night before turning to enter the building.

Back home, his parents had left the lights on and warmed milk for him. Chen Mo quietly finished his washing up. He didn't rest immediately but opened his computer first, copying the files from the USB drive to his local drive. Looking at the dense folders of famous school lecture notes, internal exercises, and sprint techniques, his heart was filled with anticipation.

Afterward, he picked up a "Qi and Blood Nourishing Cake" and put it in his mouth. The texture was soft, glutinous, and sweet, with no hint of bitterness from the medicinal herbs. After swallowing, a gentle warmth slowly spread from his stomach, nourishing his tired body.

He walked to his desk and opened the System Panel again. Looking at the nearly breakthrough proficiency levels for Black Tiger Stance and Body Tempering Fist, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved into a determined smile.

Eat the pastry, digest the information, settle the qi and blood.

Then, launch the final sprint towards Lv.4 (Proficient)!