I'm modifying myself into the ultimate demon.

Chapter 70 Rabbit Fights Eagle: A Fatal Blow!
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The moment the thought crossed Chen Mo's mind, he felt his body tremble violently. His muscles and bones writhed as if they were being dug out and his flesh was being cut, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

In just a moment, Chen Mo felt something coursing through his blood, as if it were reforging his bloodline.

Chen Mo quickly broke off a peach wood twig, stuffed it into his mouth and bit down hard to avoid making a sound.

This snow peach grove must have been planted by the farmers in the village. If it is discovered... it will only cause more trouble.

No need!
Even though Chen Mo had bitten the peach wood branch, the pain still swept through his body like a flash flood, permeating every cell. Every minute and every second felt like an eternity. Despite it being the dead of winter, Chen Mo was drenched in sweat, even his long hair was soaked.

I don't know how much time passed, but the setting moon disappeared behind the mountains.

The sky had broken into daylight, and a rising sun was slowly ascending over the other side of the Dayin Mountain, its rays casting a brilliant glow upon the Black Mountain Village.

Mo lay wearily under the snow peach tree, watching the morning light filter through the layers of leaves, turning into dappled patterns of light that fell on his face, adding a touch of warmth.

Chen Mo moved his fingers and gradually began to feel the presence of his body.

"Is this the end of the revisions?"

Chen Mo let out a long sigh of relief, and then felt his tired body begin to regain its strength.

Before long, the internal energy circulated within his body, all fatigue disappeared, and he felt energetic and vigorous.

"Hmm? I feel that the strength of my true energy has increased considerably compared to before..."

Chen Mo released the peach wood branch he was holding in his mouth, stood up abruptly, and after slightly mobilizing his internal energy, he found that it was indeed more than 30% stronger than before.

"There are such benefits after modifying one's bloodline?"

It is important to understand that true qi originates from the transformation of blood into qi. Improving the strength of true qi is a very difficult task, unless one continuously cultivates internal martial arts and constantly opens up the body's meridians, in order to gradually replenish true qi.

Chen Mo, however, has already increased his true qi by a full 30% even before he has begun cultivating internal martial arts or opened his meridians.

This is quite an impressive improvement.

Chen Mo suppressed his excitement and carefully stretched his body.

He was horrified to discover that the muscles all over his body had become increasingly full and strong, and every movement he made carried a power he had never felt before. Even the speed of his hands and feet had increased significantly.

What surprised Chen Mo the most was that his six senses had evolved again, becoming incredibly sharp. He could almost see his own soul and spirit, and could even vaguely "see" the drop of ghost curse blood in his abdomen.

It had already seeped into his blood, coursing through his veins and nourishing his limbs and bones. Because of this, Chen Mo's perception of ghosts became exceptionally acute, and he developed a craving for blood and the spirits of others.

He wanted to drink blood, he wanted to devour human souls...

So delicious, I want to eat it...

Gulu.

Chen Mo suppressed his desire and sternly warned himself: this is just the initial symptom; I haven't adapted yet. As long as my willpower is strong enough, I might be able to suppress or even reverse this bodily urge.

It's like someone who's used to eating lots of meat and fish suddenly going to a temple to practice Buddhism and eating vegetarian food every day. At first, they'll definitely find it hard to adjust and still crave meat. But over time, they'll gradually get used to eating vegetarian food.

"Although I might become a demon, that's the worst-case scenario. If I have the chance, I still want to be human. For example, if I find the source of that madness and get rid of that baby, the madness might disappear completely. Then I can be human again."

"Even if I were to become a demon, I still live in a predominantly human society. I must maintain my human habits and appearance, and I absolutely cannot let humans discover that I am a demon. Otherwise... I will become an enemy of humanity?"

I must remain calm and restrain my craving for blood and souls!

After mentally preparing himself like this, and touching his whole body, he found no unusual changes in his appearance or body, which immediately put him at ease.

He dusted himself off and was about to leave when he suddenly realized that his control and sensitivity to his inner energy had improved significantly.

It's a feeling that can't be described.

"I'll give the Mingyu Skill a try. Who knows, I might just master the first level?"

With this in mind, Chen Mo sat down cross-legged again and began to circulate his true energy according to the Mingyu Gong's method of circulating qi.

Sure enough, it worked wonders...

This puzzled Chen Mo greatly: how could fusing with ghost blood be beneficial to the circulation of true qi?

Unable to figure it out no matter how much he thought about it, Chen Mo simply stopped thinking about it and focused on cultivating the Bright Jade Skill...

……

When Chen Mo returned to the newlyweds' residence, it was already noon.

As soon as I entered, I heard the men in the courtyard start a commotion, all discussing the Hundred Corpse Pool.

Clearly, the story of the Hundred Corpse Pool had already spread throughout the village.

A group of poor children surrounded Li Qingniu, asking him with expectant eyes about the details of what happened at the Hundred Corpse Pool last night. Li Qingniu, on the other hand, gestured wildly and recounted the details of Chen Mo's killing of the ghosts.

Perhaps Li Qingniu admired Chen Mo too much, or perhaps he was too excited about his first encounter with such a situation, which led to many exaggerations in his words. For example, he described Chen Mo as effortlessly overwhelming a group of ghosts with a single strike, killing them so badly that they dared not approach and fled in terror…

The group of poor kids listened and all looked on with admiration.

"I really didn't expect that Young Master Mo would actually enter the inner school of martial arts. This is too incredible."

"I heard yesterday that you were taken to the Hundred Corpse Pool, and I thought you wouldn't come back. I didn't expect Young Master Mo to be so fierce. Not only did he pass the night patrol, but he also wiped out all the ghosts in the Hundred Corpse Pool."

"Young Master Mo is truly formidable, a peerless hero!"

"No wonder Young Master Mo ignored Li Bing and his rich young masters before. Now it seems that Young Master Mo regarded them as ants."

"Shh! Young Master Mo is back."

Someone reminded them, and the discussion stopped abruptly. People turned to look at the courtyard gate and saw Chen Mo, who looked travel-worn, walk in.

Perhaps it was because of Chen Mo's powerful aura, or perhaps it was because everyone held him in such awe, but instantly everyone became timid and felt immense pressure, daring not to speak. Some of the more cowardly poor children didn't even dare to look Chen Mo in the eye.

Especially the three rich young masters, Li Bing, who were not far away, did not dare to look directly at Chen Mo and all lowered their heads.

Li Qingniu, however, casually joined in, "Young Master Mo, you're finally back. The story of the Hundred Corpse Pool has already spread throughout the village, everyone's talking about your deeds." Chen Mo nodded, "You guys continue talking, I'm going to take a nap."

He was exhausted and didn't even bother to take a shower. He went back to the dormitory and fell asleep immediately.

The days that followed returned to calm.

Life in the newlyweds' house continued as usual, with Guo Ziyang and Yuanzhu still coming every day to teach everyone the rules.

When Yuanzhu saw Chen Mo again, he didn't say anything, acting as if nothing had happened.

The new employees in the courtyard, however, were very respectful of Chen Mo. Li Bing even took the initiative to apologize, afraid of incurring Chen Mo's wrath.

Chen Mo did not take Li Bing's apology seriously.

He devoted most of his time to practicing the Mingyu Skill.

Two days later, at dusk, Chen Mo was still meditating on his bed in the dormitory, circulating his Mingyu Gong (a type of internal energy cultivation technique). Suddenly, he was interrupted by Li Qingniu, who rushed in.

"Young Master Mo, today is the day for our group of new recruits to be assigned their places. It's almost time, so please come with me."

Chen Mo finished his practice, put on his coat, and followed Li Qingniu out the door. As soon as they arrived in the courtyard, they saw a dozen poor children and three rich young masters standing respectfully in a row, waiting to be assigned places.

Chen Mo and Li Qingniu stood at the far left, waiting quietly.

Compared to everyone else's anxiety, Chen Mo had nothing to hesitate about.

Let's go to Fu Huo Zhuang.

Moreover, Chen Mo felt that Li Yuanlong would likely arrive soon, since today was the day for job assignments. Li Yuanlong would probably come to take him away. But Chen Mo had already made up his mind.

Not long after, the courtyard gate was pushed open with a creak.

Six or seven people dressed in brocade robes entered.

Besides Yuanzhu and Guo Ziyang, even Guo Ziyu came. She was wearing a white silk dress, her hair disheveled, standing at the back of the crowd, not speaking to anyone; she looked rather frightening…

There were also two striking young men, one of whom wore a black brocade robe embroidered with the words "Merit and Virtue." The other was bald and wore a gray robe embroidered with the words "Red Lantern."

Judging from the handwriting and based on what he had learned over the past few days, Chen Mo knew that these were disciples from the Merit Manor and the Red Lantern Manor, who had come to select people.

Black Mountain Village is divided into four villages according to the Twenty-Four Incense Manuals. Each village is in charge of six incense manuals.

Li Yuanlong is the head of the Shoulu Manor, while Guo Songyang is the head of the Fuhuo Manor. There are also two other manors: Gongde and Hongdeng.

Soon, each disciple took out a roster, which recorded the performance of each new employee, and began to call roll.

The three rich young masters had bribed Yuanzhu early on and were naturally chosen by him to work as laborers and waiters at Shoulu Manor. Most of the other poor kids were also selected by various manors to work as laborers and waiters.

In the end, only Li Qingniu and Chen Mo remained.

Clearly, these two had distinguished themselves at the Hundred Corpse Pool and were the focus of attention and looting from various villages.

The young man in black robes from the Merit Manor stepped forward and said to the two men, "Both of you are destined for the Dharma; you may become formal disciples of my Merit Manor. What do you say?"

Li Qingniu didn't answer, but looked at Chen Mo.

He had already made up his mind: to stick with Chen Mo.

Wherever Chen Mo goes, he goes.

Seeing that Chen Mo did not answer, the black-robed youth patiently spoke to Chen Mo, "My name is Han Po, and I am the fourth disciple of the Merit Manor. My master is already aware of your deeds and greatly admires you. If you join my Merit Manor, you will become my master's seventh disciple. I will never hold back any of my skills."

“Hey, Brother Han, you’re in such a hurry. My Red Lantern Manor also highly values ​​Young Master Mo.” The bald man in the gray brocade robe approached with a smile. “I am Wang Ziwen, the seventh disciple of Red Lantern Manor. My master greatly admires Young Master Mo. If you join my Red Lantern Manor, Young Master Mo will have a bright future. Red Lantern, Red Lantern… as the name suggests, my Red Lantern Manor is the head of the four manors.”

Seeing the two formal disciples trying so hard to win over Chen Mo, Li Qingniu, who was standing to the side, was filled with envy.

Just then, a hearty laugh came from outside the door.

"Xiao Han, Xiao Wen, you've gone too far by stealing my man like this."

However, Li Yuanlong, dressed in a yellow robe and carrying a whisk, walked in, displaying the demeanor of a master.

When Han Po and Wang Ziwen saw that Li Yuanlong had arrived in person, they greeted him and stepped aside.

Although their estate was indeed more powerful than Shoulu Manor, Li Yuanlong was, after all, an elder and a branch leader. Now that he had personally arrived, it would be inappropriate to try to take people away again.

Li Yuanlong walked up to Chen Mo with a smile and patted him on the shoulder affectionately. "I happened to be away from the village a few days ago, which caused Young Master Mo to suffer. I have already reprimanded Yuanzhu and stood up for you. Such things will definitely not happen again. Come with me to Shoulu Village."

Chen Mo remained unmoved, a cold smile playing on his lips: What a fine reprimand! I was almost killed by the cylinder, and you think you can just dismiss it with a casual reprimand? What do you take me for?

Pet?
Li Yuanlong was taken aback. "Does Young Master Mo have any other doubts?"

Chen Mo despised Li Yuanlong's hypocrisy and bias. After all, Li Yuanlong must know Yuanzhu's character and should also know that Yuanzhu would target him.

He knew in advance, yet he went out and left.

Isn't this deliberately making the cylinder fight against itself?

This kind of old fox is even more difficult to deal with than a cylinder. Not only does he hide himself well, but he also disguises himself as a kind-hearted person.

But Chen Mo didn't show it out loud.

After all, Li Yuanlong is now very powerful. If Li Yuanlong is likened to an eagle, then I am like a rabbit.

Did he say something seemingly to vent his anger, making Li Yuanlong lose face in public? Was it just a momentary slip of the tongue?
This doesn't make you look cool, and it doesn't really mean anything.

What's significant is that, without making a sound... they turned around and sent him straight to heaven!
When a rabbit goes to fight an eagle, it seeks a fatal blow!
So Chen Mo cupped his hands and said, "My original intention was also to go to Shoulu Manor, but Yuanzhu was not very welcoming to me. I really couldn't bear to put Master Li in a difficult position between me and your disciple. So I had no choice but to choose another place."

After saying that, Chen Mo walked up to Guo Ziyu in full view of everyone, cupped his hands and said, "Miss Ziyu, I am willing to enter the Fortune and Misfortune Manor!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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