Divine Strength Realm!

Those people who had fled in fear earlier saw Chen Mo leave the alley, but none of them dared follow him back immediately. They waited outside for a long while, and only after confirming that Chen Mo had no intention of doubling back to finish them off did they dare return to the alley.

Their habit of looking back every three steps left the surrounding passersby greatly astonished.

Since when had the Green Gang's thugs become so cautious and careful?

When the Green Gang members returned to the alley and saw their unconscious companions sprawled all over the ground, their bodies could not help but tremble.

The legs and arms twisted into grotesque shapes, the bloodstains on the ground and walls, and the stench of blood flooding their nostrils all filled them with terror.

Too terrifying!

Luckily, they had run fast and retreated the moment they saw things going wrong. Otherwise, they would surely be lying on the ground now as well.

Why had they gone and provoked such a terrifying fellow in the first place?

Even their own gang leader probably could not withstand more than a few moves from this guy, could he?

They did not dare linger any longer. If Chen Mo came back for a second round, they would be finished.

They tried to wake their companions on the ground.

Those who could be roused went back on their own. Those who could not be awakened were carried away directly, regardless of whether it worsened their injuries.

Without a doubt, they had suffered a crushing defeat this time.

As for how things would be handled afterward, that was not for them to consider. The gang leader would make the decision himself.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo had already returned home. After closing the front gate, he began that day's training plan as usual.

First came the Cleaving Wind Saber Technique, then the Flying Cloud Steps, and finally the Iron Body Technique. He advanced all three techniques side by side.

With his physical stamina and energy, he could train for more than twelve hours every day without affecting the next day's cultivation.

"There wasn't even a Strength Refining Realm martial artist. It should only be a small gang."

Thinking back on what had happened that day, Chen Mo felt greatly reassured.

Against opponents of this level, as long as he carefully avoided their weapons, they posed no threat. Before he exhausted his strength, he could fight however many came.

He had earned over thirty taels from just one fight. If this happened a few more times, he probably would not need to worry about money anymore.

The only question was whether they would give him the chance.

"Following the usual novel routine, after beating the young ones, the old ones should come knocking soon enough," Chen Mo thought with no small amount of anticipation.

With his current strength, there should not be many people in the Outer City capable of threatening him.

What he had not expected, however, was that they came that very evening—and the way things unfolded was far beyond his expectations.

"Sir, I have come on the gang leader's orders to apologize to you. The underlings acted without sense and offended you by accident. We are truly deeply sorry. These are our gifts of apology. We hope they will satisfy you."

Looking at the respectful man before him, whose face was full of remorse, as well as the several men placing numerous gifts in his courtyard, Chen Mo sighed.

"Fine. I'll accept the apology gifts, and this matter ends here. I don't want to be disturbed again."

"We absolutely will not disturb you again," the visitor promised, patting his chest.

Only a fool would take the initiative to provoke such a baleful god.

One man had made short work of more than a dozen skilled gang members. Even their gang leader could not accomplish that, so naturally there was no reason to provoke him again.

"Mm." Chen Mo nodded indifferently.

Seeing that Chen Mo was dismissing him, the man wisely took his subordinates and promptly withdrew.

Watching their backs as they hurried away as though fleeing for their lives, Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Am I really that frightening?"

All he had done was break at least one leg or arm on every one of them.

When you made your living in the jianghu, how could you avoid getting hurt?

Shaking his head, he withdrew his gaze and closed the gate. Looking at the apology gifts piled into a small mountain in the courtyard, Chen Mo could not help sighing again.

"You're all being so sensible that I'm almost embarrassed to rob the rich and aid the poor."

Still, their initiative in coming to seek peace clearly meant they did not want a conflict with him. That saved him some trouble, which Chen Mo found fairly satisfying. But he would not lower his guard. What if those fellows were merely trying to confuse him?

"They found out where I lived so easily, and the apology gifts they brought seem to be the things I bought recently. Most of them are medicinal ingredients and ointments needed to practice the Iron Body Technique. They investigated rather thoroughly." Chen Mo curled his lip.

This place truly could not give him the sense of security he wanted.

Even if he moved somewhere else, it probably would not change much unless he lived out in the wilderness.

The moment he thought of the rumors regarding Eerie Monsters, Chen Mo immediately abandoned that bold idea.

"I need to think of something..."

Wearing rough hemp gloves, Chen Mo continued unpacking the gifts. A rough calculation put their total value at over a hundred taels.

Most of them were medicinal ingredients. He did not dare consume them directly and planned to find some time to have someone at an apothecary inspect them.

After sorting them, Chen Mo stared at the entrance to the cellar where food was stored, and an idea surfaced in his mind...

Thus, in the days that followed, Chen Mo gained another daily task: digging a hole.

With no more outside disturbances, his life became peaceful and regular once more.

Three days later, the Iron Body Technique successfully reached the beginner stage. Over the next two days, the Flying Cloud Steps and Cleaving Wind Saber Technique also entered the beginner stage one after another.

However, Chen Mo did not use Epiphany on those three techniques. He intended to first raise the Turtle Breath Health Cultivation Technique to the Perfection Realm.

Just as he had expected, for four consecutive days Chen Mo used his Epiphany opportunities on this technique, yet he still failed to raise it from Great Accomplishment to the Perfection Realm. Today was the fifth day.

After making thorough preparations, Chen Mo did not hesitate. He decisively used Epiphany on the Turtle Breath Health Cultivation Technique.

Unlike before, this time Chen Mo could feel with exceptional clarity that his body was transforming.

"I'm about to break through!"

He was no longer a fledgling when it came to cultivation, and Chen Mo was extremely familiar with the sensation of a breakthrough.

He had long been at the Inner Strength Realm peak. If he was undergoing a transformation, then there was only one possibility... the Divine Strength Realm!

Within the independent space, the Turtle Breath Health Cultivation Technique could advance no further and had reached the level of Perfect Accomplishment.

The instant the Epiphany ended, before Chen Mo could carefully examine the changes in his body, a fierce hunger surged up from his abdomen. He instinctively bent over, while every part of his body was seized by intense weakness.

Having prepared in advance, Chen Mo picked up the Great Tonic Soup he had bought from the apothecary and drained it in one gulp.

A warm current flowed through his body, making him feel much more comfortable. The weakness that had nearly made him want to pass out immediately eased somewhat.

"Not enough! Good thing I prepared thoroughly."

To guard against this situation, Chen Mo had prepared five bowls of Great Tonic Soup this time, spending a total of fifteen taels of silver.

The second bowl of Great Tonic Soup went down, but it still did not completely relieve that weakness.

The third bowl!

The fourth bowl!

The fifth bowl!

An ordinary person might suffer a nosebleed from being unable to withstand even a sip of Great Tonic Soup, yet Chen Mo drank five bowls in a row. Only then did he feel considerably better, though the hunger remained. After devouring an entire large table of food ordered from a restaurant, he finally no longer felt hungry.

"Whew..."

Letting out a long breath, he had finally recovered. Feeling the power coursing through his body, far stronger than before, Chen Mo grinned.

"I've finally broken through to the Divine Strength Realm!"

With a thought, he summoned the Attribute Panel...