As Lin Mo left, Mu Wanqing felt the pressure on her body dissipate and she slowly stood up, her voice cold, "No need."
"But..." Fu Shengjie clenched his fist, rage burning within him. He had never suffered such a humiliation, especially since the other party had used so ans to force Mu Wanqing to kneel. He was absolutely not going to let that kid off the hook.
"There are no buts. No one is to speak of today's events," Mu Wanqing instructed, before she turned and strode towards the door. Her gaze carried a hint of seriousness. Fu Shengjie, also a Martial Arts Master, had personally been trained by her father and could be considered her father's disciple. She had once heard her father say that with Fu Shengxue's current abilities, dealing with twenty ordinary n would be no problem. But just now, she had not seen things clearly before Fu Shengjie had been sent flying away.
And yet, a re sentence from Lin Mo had made her feel a colossal pressure, forcing her to kneel on the ground.
All this suggested that the other party was no ordinary person, and was very likely a Martial Arts Master, perhaps even a Half-step Martial God Level master like her own father.
Seated in the car, Mu Wanqing looked through the window at the brilliant buildings passing by like streaks of flowing light, then shook her head, "He's so young, he shouldn't be a Half-step Martial God. Father said that a Martial God is like a dragon, extraordinary in strength. He's just a youth, how could he have easily reached the level of a Half-step Martial God?"
"Hmph, regardless, daring to make kneel, I will certainly make you pay," she thought to herself, biting her silver teeth in hatred. However, it was still best to tell her father about this incident.
When Mu Wanqing entered the mansion, Mu Chaosong was practicing martial arts in the backyard garden. Although he was now a regional hegemon with billions in assets, Mu Chaosong, who had a background in Martial Arts, dared not forget that his current achievents were due to his Martial Arts background.
So, whether in the scorching heat of sumr or the cold of winter, Mu Chaosong always practiced martial arts in the courtyard at night.
"Dad."
"Ah, Xiao Qing is back," replied Mu Chaosong, who doted on Mu Wanqing, his only daughter and had no other children.
Seeing his beloved daughter return, the sharpness in his eyes naturally turned to tenderness.
However, Mu Chaosong quickly noticed that his daughter didn't look happy; her mood seed terrible, and he frowned, "Xiao Qing, what's wrong? Did soone dare to bully the daughter of Mu Chaosong?"
"Yes, I was bullied today," Mu Wanqing said with a sullen face, nodding her head.
Although she was the queen of the underworld, in the eyes of Mu Chaosong, she was his daughter. In front of Mu Chaosong, Mu Wanqing beca like a little girl, showing a look of grievance.
Mu Chaosong was montarily stunned. He had only spoken casually and had not expected his daughter to have truly been bullied. His thick brows furrowed, his face showing an angered presence, suddenly revealing the domineering aura of the Jiangbei Tiger.
From an apprentice in a martial arts school to a dock worker, and then step by step securing his territory in Jiangbei, who in Jiangbei would dare to bully his daughter? Not even the sons of big families from other provinces would dare be presumptuous with his daughter.
"Who was so bold to bully my daughter?" Mu Chaosong scoffed coldly.
Mu Wanqing recounted the day's events in detail, and the more Mu Chaosong listened, the more concentrated his frown beca, until his entire face was as dark as water.
"Dad, he not only stole the necklace but also forced to kneel. I have never suffered such humiliation in all my life; you must avenge ," Mu Wanqing pleaded pitifully.
Mu Chaosong sighed, lifted his head, and looked at the Silver Moon in the dark night sky. His eyes, slightly squinting, were flashing with sharpness, "Outrageous!"
"Don't worry, I absolutely will not let him off easily!" Mu Chaosong snorted coldly and said slowly.
"Really?"
"Of course," Mu Chaosong snorted coldly again: "No matter who he is, if he dares to bully my daughter, I absolutely will not spare him."
Mu Chaosong spoke, then mused:
"Besides, it's ti to implent my plan. What is a re young lad to ?"
Mu Chaosong had unified Jiangbei fifteen years ago, and at that ti, he wanted to sweep across Jiangnan. However, he faced pushback from the underground forces in Jiangnan and obstruction from so prominent Jiangnan families. At that ti, there were people like Chu Tian in Jiangnan, with heroes divided as loosely as sand, making the region difficult to subdue.
Now, after husbanding his resources for fifteen years, he had accumulated enough capital to march into Jiangnan. With Jiangnan leaderless, it presented an excellent opportunity.
In his eyes, he was the man destined to dominate both Jiangnan and Jiangbei. How could he possibly fear a re youngster?
"Notify everyone that three days from now, I want the leaders of all the major families and powers from both Jiangbei and Jiangnan to gather," commanded Mu Chaosong, his eyes emitting twin cold gleams.
"Yes, I'll have soone send out the notices right away," Mu Wanqing nodded in response.
Once she returned to her room, she was punching the air with her fists, venting her frustration.
"Hmph, Lin Mo, what's so great about you? My dad will definitely take care of you for ," Mu Wanqing huffed quietly.
Mu Wanqing said angrily, "No matter who you are, if you've bullied this young miss, you will surely pay the price."
anwhile, Lin Mo obtained a necklace imbued with the Wood Elent's energy. Though the energy contained within was scant, any bit counted. Moreover, energy with specific attributes was different from ordinary Spiritual Energy, which could not be obtained through common cultivation practices; so required special environnts or specific Cultivation Techniques. Obviously, cultivating a certain type of energy and using magic powers also varied imnsely in strength.
For instance, a Magic User who specialized in the Fire Elent could unleash a Fireball with far greater force than an ordinary practitioner.
'Every one who practices Cultivation Techniques can cultivate various attributes, not only the common Five Elents—tal, wood, water, fire, earth—but also special attributes like wind, thunder, light, and dark.
However, to cultivate different types of Spiritual Energy, the corresponding Cultivation Technique is needed.
Regarding the Cultivation Techniques of the Wood Elent, Lin Mo found so suitable ones through the Vast Universe Technique.
"Green Wood Skills?"
"Beiming Technique?"
Lin Mo shook his head again and again. These peripheral skills within the Vast Universe Technique might cause a frenzy in Ali and be highly sought after, but they weren't the most suitable for him. In choosing a skill, one must consider not only the level but also whether it conflicted with one's other skills.
'The path of cultivation aims to harmonize Yin and Yang, to command Qian Kun. If the Cultivation Techniques practiced vary too greatly in strength, it will lead to unstable power within the body at a later stage.'
After more exploration, Lin Mo found a skill that suited him well.
"Since this technique is good, I shall call it 'Yang Wood Divine Skill.'"
With a slow movent of his hand, Lin Mo spread his palm, and above the hovering Jade Necklace, a stream of green flowed out, gathering above his palm to form a small green orb infused with rich Wood Elent Energy.
As the Wood Elent Energy was entirely absorbed, the Jade Necklace cracked and fell apart in pieces.
If the folks from the auction house saw their thirty million gone just like that, they would probably go mad.
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