Mouth Full of Dog Food

Chapter 14: A Mouthful of Dog Food

"Bullshit," Xu Qingshan said sternly. "You never leave the house, so where did you get this news?

Besides, even if sanctions are necessary, you need evidence.

Precisely because our True Martial Sacred Sect is the ruler of the Far West Land, we should set an example and not give others the impression that we use our power to bully them."

Xu Qingshan was furious inwardly. He didn't want his son to become a spoiled brat who acted recklessly outside, relying on his father's influence.

"Mom, Dad's being mean to me," Xu Zimo said pitifully, seeing that his father wouldn't budge.

"Can't you talk properly? Why are you yelling at our son?" Wenren Yun walked forward, grabbed Xu Qingshan's ear, and said without reservation, "It's just a small family. If you're worried about your reputation, I'll personally take care of them."

"Didn't we agree you'd give me face outside? Let go quickly," Xu Qingshan stood up immediately and complained, "What does a woman like you know?"

"Oh, so you're looking down on me now?" Wenren Yun instantly got angry and started crying, "You're looking down on me now, but why did you chase me back then?

Back then, who used to lurk around my door every day just to see me? Don't think I don't know.

If I hadn't seen your sincerity, why would I have gotten together with you?"

"Stop talking, our son is here. Can't we discuss this when we get back?" Xu Qingshan quickly covered Wenren Yun's mouth with his hand, pleading anxiously.

"Don't tell me what to do, I want to talk," Wenren Yun slapped his hand away. The more she cried, the more wronged she felt. "Now that you've got me, you're starting to look down on me.

Hmph, men are all pigs."

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Xu Qingshan decided to forcibly stabilize it.

He held Wenren Yun's head with both hands and kissed her fiercely.

Then, the previously noisy Wenren Yun instantly quieted down, and the two began to kiss passionately.

Xu Zimo's forehead was covered in black lines. "Hey, you two big shots, there's still a living person here. Can you consider my feelings?"

"Get lost. What trash family? I'll have the Black Guards deal with them later," Xu Qingshan said dismissively without looking back, ushering him out.

Then Xu Zimo saw his mother slightly raise her right hand and wave at him.

"What the hell, who was just saying we need evidence and to consider the sect's reputation? How did things change so quickly?" Xu Zimo left Qingshan Peak, feeling depressed about being force-fed dog food.

"Heh, men!"

Back at Yan Nan Peak, Xu Zimo also resumed his cultivation.

He directly consumed the Ten Meridian Fruit his mother had given him, preparing to break through to the Spirit Vein Realm.

The standard for advancing to the Spirit Vein Realm was to open the first meridian gate within the body, the "Lunquan."

After consuming the Ten Meridian Fruit, Xu Zimo felt a warm force flowing through his body, which then settled in various parts of his body.

The Lunquan, the first meridian gate, was located on the back of everyone's left hand. Opening the meridian gate was not difficult for Xu Zimo.

He directly mobilized the energy within the mysterious bead. With the growth of his Divine Meridian Realm cultivation, he advanced like a hot knife through butter, as if in an uninhabited realm.

Combined with the energy of the Ten Meridian Fruit, the Lunquan was directly opened.

Xu Zimo felt a sense of clarity, as if his mind had become much clearer.

Spiritual energy surged within him, and a Tai Chi-like pattern appeared on his left hand.

However, this pattern was transparent and lacked the black and white S-shape.

Outside the pattern was a small light blue circle, containing a single point of light.

As he exerted his power, a "bang" sounded, and the meridian gate opened.

A few centimeters above the back of his left hand, a similar pattern appeared in the air, identical to the one on his hand but slightly magnified.

This was the phenomenon that occurred when opening a meridian gate.

After opening the Lunquan and entering the first layer of the Spirit Vein Realm, Xu Zimo did not stop.

He continued to circulate this energy, pushing his realm further upwards.

Spirit Vein Realm, Layer One, Spirit Vein Realm, Layer Two, ...

Spirit Vein Realm, Layer Nine.

He only slowly stopped at the ninth layer of the Spirit Vein Realm, just before advancing to the Condensing Pulse Realm.

This meteoric rise was the source of Xu Zimo's confidence in advancing to the Divine Meridian Realm within a year.

For the next period, he would need to consolidate his foundation, allowing the rapid growth to stabilize slightly.

Then, he would prepare to advance to the Condensing Pulse Realm.

The next morning, Lin Ruhu also arrived at Yan Nan Peak.

Yesterday, with his grandfather's help, he began his Body Tempering cultivation.

Xu Zimo glanced at Lin Ruhu, who still had a lollipop in his mouth and snot running down his face.

He asked helplessly, "What cultivation method did you choose at the Scripture Depository yesterday?"

"My grandpa picked it for me, the True Martial Great Emperor's True Martial Sword Art," Lin Ruhu replied.

"That cultivation method isn't suitable for you," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head.

Because of his past life's experiences, he understood the path that best suited Lin Ruhu.

Lin Ruhu was more suited to the path of strength, a cultivation method that was simple, brutal, and more savage in physical combat.

The True Martial Sword Art was too light and agile, not suitable for him.

"Should I go back and change it?" Lin Ruhu asked.

"No need. There aren't any Emperor-level cultivation methods suitable for you in the True Martial Sacred Sect for now," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head. "I happen to have a cultivation method here that suits you, but you must promise me.

You are not to tell anyone the source of this cultivation method. Even if your grandfather asks, just say it was your own opportunity, and do not reveal me."

"Don't worry, Brother Zimo," Lin Ruhu said firmly.

Xu Zimo nodded. In reality, he trusted Lin Ruhu very much. He said this as a reminder, just in case.

He didn't want to tell anyone about his rebirth.

Xu Zimo picked up his brush and wrote a large amount of text on the paper.

He had written it down based on his memories from his past life. The name of the cultivation method was simple, just two characters: Strength Art.

The founder of Strength Art was the Tyrant Emperor.

The Tyrant Emperor was the sixth Great Emperor in the Era of Emperors, and also the first Great Emperor of the beast race.

Its true form was a brown bear containing the primordial bloodline.

In that era, it relied solely on a pair of iron fists to ascend to the peak of the heavens.

In its own words, there was nothing in this world that couldn't be solved with one punch. If there was, then two punches would do.

Eventually, it carried the Destiny and proved itself as a Great Emperor.

And the Strength Art it cultivated also became a cultivation method that countless strength cultivators eagerly pursued later on.