Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law Chapter 12: Help! Murder!

Wang Xi raised his hand, looking at Chen Mo with a sinister expression: "Brother Mo, I hope you won’t regret the decision you made today."

"Let’s go."

"Hey, Brother Wang Xi..." Liu Ergou was taken aback, but seeing Wang Xi turn around and leave directly, and glancing at the shiny woodcutting knife in Chen Mo’s hand, he could only snort coldly, throwing a harsh word: "Just you wait."

Then he followed along.

As soon as Wang Xi and the others had left, Han Anniang ran out of the house, casting a glance at Chen Mo: "Uncle, are you alright?"

Chen Mo shook his head, his eyes flashing with a hint of malice. In a few days, he would settle the score with them once and for all.

Han Anniang pinched the corner of her clothes, a trace of unease and tension on her small face: "Uncle, it’s all because of that you’re involved."

"Sister-in-law, what are you saying?" Chen Mo placed both hands on her shoulders solemnly and said, "As a man of the family, if I, Chen Mo, can’t even protect a woman, do I deserve to live? Rest assured, sister-in-law, as long as I’m here, no one can bully you."

"Uncle..."

Han Anniang looked up, eting Chen Mo’s eyes, her breath catching. Unconsciously, she balled up the corner of her clothes, her earlobes slightly flushed, and said, "Uncle, I’ll go heat up the food..."

With that, she hurriedly ran away.

...

"Brother Wang Xi, why didn’t you just hit him? Seeing his arrogance, you gave him face." Thinking back to Chen Mo’s face, Liu Ergou rubbed his chest, feeling a surge of anger.

"What do you know?" Wang Xi glanced at Liu Ergou and said, "Do you know how our Qinghe Gang’s Leader, Master Xiong got his na?"

Liu Ergou looked at Wang Xi in confusion.

Wang Xi looked around, then waved the few of them over, and whispered, "Twenty years ago, Master Xiong was just like us, a little hooligan in the county. Later, the son of Landlord Yi went up the mountain to play and was accidentally killed by a bear. Landlord Yi was furious and announced that anyone who could kill the bear and avenge his son would be rewarded with ten gold coins.

Knowing this, Master Xiong didn’t hesitate and took people up the mountain, capturing and killing the bear. Since then, Master Xiong beca famous in all of Pingting County. Many people followed him, and he later married Landlord Yi’s daughter, becoming very prominent."

Liu Ergou still didn’t understand what this had to do with teaching Chen Mo a lesson.

Wang Xi, filled with exasperation at his inadequacy, flicked the back of Liu Ergou’s head: "That’s prestige. After killing the bear, Master Xiong gained prestige. Now, in these disastrous tis, if we go up the mountain, hunt a few beasts and co back, we’ll have the final say in Fu Ze Village. By then, Anniang will be mine, and as for Brother Mo, won’t we just handle him as we please?"

Liu Ergou seed to understand a bit: "Brother Wang Xi, do you want to beco like Master Xiong too?"

"Master Xiong isn’t that easy to beco. By then, when we gather people to join Master Xiong, we might not get to be Hall Masters, but we’ll definitely live the high life." Wang Xi was brimming with confidence.

...

[at consumption count 0.05, Blood Nourishing Technique experience 0.05.]

[at consumption count 0.05, Blood Nourishing Technique experience 0.05.]

...

Perhaps it was due to Wang Xi’s threat, Chen Mo forced himself to eat several more pounds of at that night.

[Na: Chen Mo.]

[Age: 16.]

[Cultivation Technique: Blood Nourishing Technique (Entry Level 60.1/100).]

[Realm: None.]

[Power: 8.]

[Skills: Celestial Harmony Saber Technique (Perfection, to break the tier, increase personal power to 30).]

Chen Mo blinked, his personal power had unexpectedly increased by 1 point.

"Three days, give three more days."

Chen Mo clenched his fist, his gaze becoming sharp.

...

One day later.

After dinner, the Blood Nourishing Technique’s value had reached (Entry Level 65.2/100).

Today, he was ruthless, eating over fifteen pounds of at in total.

He averaged five pounds per al.

After dinner, Han Anniang tidied the room and then went to wash the dishes.

Chen Mo seized the ti while it was not completely dark yet, holding the original body’s book in his hands.

Since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, more than four hundred years have passed, spanning seventeen emperors.

There’s a rumor that on the day Song Taizu was born, a teor streaked across the sky, followed by worldwide turmoil and demonic creatures rampant. Later, it was discovered that the teor was an Emperor Star.

The book says that Song Taizu was born by the mandate of heaven, he beheaded a flood dragon in the East Sea, acquired Immortal Techniques, quelled the chaos, and established the Great Song Empire, with the national title Tiancheng.

Cultivation is divided into grades one to nine.

Nine is the beginning, one is the extre.

"Grade-Entering Martial Artists are unbeatable." Chen Mo muttered to himself.

At that mont, Han Anniang called from outside: "Uncle, do you want a bath? I’ll heat up more water."

"Alright." Chen Mo responded.

After the water was heated, Han Anniang’s voice sounded again: "Uncle, do you want to bathe first or should I go first?"

"Sister-in-law, you go ahead. I’ll exercise a bit more."

"Alright."

Bathing and cooking were done in the kitchen. In the tranquil village, Chen Mo’s house was close to the kitchen. While he was practicing his arm strength, listening to the splashing water sounds outside, inexplicably, an image appeared in his mind of water droplets flowing down Han Anniang’s plump and tender body.

"Hoo..." Chen Mo trained even harder, trying to relieve the fervor in his heart by lifting stones.

The night deepened, a bright full moon hanging in the night sky.

Han Anniang had already gone to sleep.

But Chen Mo couldn’t sleep.

Without any pretense, he missed won.

By the second half of the night, he beca sowhat drowsy.

In a daze, he suddenly heard sothing, waking up abruptly.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Though the wind outside was strong, Chen Mo could vaguely hear the sound of the courtyard gate being opened, followed by slight footsteps.

Swish!

Chen Mo flipped over and sat up; he was already familiar with his sister-in-law’s footsteps during their ti together, and it obviously wasn’t her.

"There’s a thief..."

This thought erged in his mind. Chen Mo grabbed the woodcutting knife placed by the bed. During this period, whether eating or sleeping, he hadn’t left the woodcutting knife.

"Sister-in-law’s room is to the east, these footsteps are going... to the parents’ room..."

Chen Mo directly opened the window and jumped out: "Who?"

That thief, guilty of his conduct, turned pale upon hearing the sound of the window opening, and without a second thought, turned and ran.

"Where do you think you’re going..."

Chen Mo moved even faster, rushing right in front of the thief, launching a flying kick.

"Bang!"

The thief was kicked two to three ters away, falling to the ground, and the kitchen knife in his hand clattered to the ground with a bang. The thief clutched his stomach, groaning in pain.

The fight took just a few monts, especially with the guilty thief opting to flee, thus it ended quickly.

The lights were already on inside, and Han Anniang called out: "Uncle?"

With the aid of the lights, Chen Mo saw clearly that the thief was Lu San.

Chen Mo paused, but when he saw that the thing which clattered to the ground was a kitchen knife, he was imdiately filled with rage: "Damn you."

He lifted the woodcutting knife high, with a murderous intent at this mont.

However, just then.

"Help, murder..."