Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

Chapter 65-Awakening

"Sister-in-law, what are you saying?!"

Mo Zheng couldn't help but smile wryly. What was all this about? They even suspected him of living off a woman.

"You should talk to your sister-in-law properly!" Wang Yumei said seriously, "I know martial artists can make money, but not like this. In just two months, you've bought so many treasures, including priceless herbs. Did some rich family's daughter give them to you?"

"Yes, you are just like your older brother, very good-looking. Your sister-in-law had previously thought about having you marry a lady from a respectable family, so you could benefit from her family background and live a good life."

"But since you have potential in martial arts, you should still live an upright life and become a powerful martial artist. Although your older brother and I are happy, there are always rumors going around, which is not pleasant."

Wang Yumei said earnestly, "I don't want you to go down this path. You have to rely on yourself."

Well----

Mo Zheng blinked, unsure of what to say.

However, he understood his sister-in-law's worries. Although he had been accepted into the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy, it had only been two months. He had gone from being a lowly constable with a monthly salary of ten or twenty taels of silver to suddenly possessing so many priceless treasures. Anyone would be worried.

It's this worry of his sister-in-law's—not that she's thinking about murder or arson, but rather that he's going to live off the wealthy heiress's money.

Is it wrong for the Mo family members to be good-looking?

"Sister-in-law, I assure you, it's not what you think."

Mo Zheng said, "These are all rewards from the Martial Arts Academy. The headmaster and teachers of the Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy know this, so you don't need to worry."

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"I believe in Xiao Zheng."

Mo Danian said, "Don't you know Xiao Zheng? He's honest and simple, and he wouldn't do anything shady. Besides, even the daughter of a powerful family might not be able to produce such a precious treasure."

"Yes, Xiao Zheng is a good kid, but I'm just worried he might go astray," Wang Yumei explained.

"You and I probably can't worry about him right now."

Mo Danian was somewhat moved. Since the beginning of the Black Sand Gang, his second brother had grown to a level far surpassing theirs.

Now, it has easily fulfilled its original request, even preparing the heart's blood of the century-old tortoise that Xiaoqiu needed.

"Eat, eat quickly. Yumei, go and get all the money from the house. Xiaozheng and I will go to the market to buy some medicinal herbs later. Xiaotian and Qiu'er, stay home and don't wander around. Wait for us to come back," Mo Danian added.

"Give it all out, what do you want to do—?"

Looking at the medicine bottles and herbs on the table, Wang Yumei suddenly had a sudden realization.

They had been married for many years, and Mo Danian had not hidden anything from her; she also knew about the Xuanwu bloodline.

"Yes, awaken Xiaotian's bloodline." Mo Danian nodded.

"I understand, I'll go get the money."

Wang Yumei stopped eating and stood up to take the money.

Seeing this, Mo Zheng hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, there's no need to use your savings. I've already prepared everything. It's just that I didn't know what medicinal herbs were needed, so I didn't buy them."

After saying that, he took out a silver note with a face value of ten thousand taels and placed it on the table.

This was the bet he won when he defeated You Chendong at the Tower of Ascension. At the time, he intended it to be used for Mo Xiaotian's early martial arts training. Now that he was more financially well-off, he cared less about the ten thousand taels of silver.

With his current strength, even if he were to enter the Daliang Mountains and encounter a second-tier demonic beast, or be surrounded by several powerful first-tier demonic beasts, he would still be no match for the twin swords and the telekinetic throwing knives.

He could slaughter a large number of first-tier demonic beasts if he wanted to, as long as he had the stamina and didn't keep hunting in one place.

Monsters also possess intelligence and territory, but they are not as clever as humans and are quite violent.

Typically, an area with a large number of Tier 1 monsters will be ruled by Tier 2 monsters.

"So much money—"

Looking at the stack of silver notes, Wang Yumei felt somewhat numb; her second brother had brought her far too many surprises today.

"You don't need this much." Mo Danian took the first few sheets and said, "These are enough. You can use the rest yourself. Martial arts cultivation requires a lot of resources. Your sister-in-law and I can't help you much, nor can we hold you back."

"Brother, what are you saying? I still have a lot of money. If Xiao Tian awakens his bloodline, he will need even more money. You can keep this and pay me back when Xiao Tian becomes a powerful bloodline warrior." Mo Zheng pushed the rest of the silver notes in front of Mo Danian.

"this----"

Mo Danian hesitated for a moment, glanced at Mo Xiaotian who was eating and drinking heartily to the side, and finally nodded, saying, "Then I'll accept it for now, and we'll talk about it after I buy the medicinal herbs this afternoon."

Bloodline awakening is not guaranteed. If Mo Xiaotian can awaken it, the money will naturally come in handy. If he cannot awaken it, he plans to return it to Mo Zheng.

Because they needed to awaken their bloodline, the family lost their appetite.

After a quick lunch, Mo Danian led Mo Zheng to a herbal medicine shop to buy medicinal herbs.

But as soon as he stepped outside, Mo Zheng sensed that something was wrong.

There are many more constables patrolling the street corners and alleys now; there weren't any when I came back this morning.

However, after he walked out of the alley, he saw that there were also constables patrolling on other streets, so he didn't think too much about it.

Perhaps because the New Year is approaching, the curfew has been tightened these past few days.

"Lily, black nightshade, and 30-year-old ginseng—one of each of these nineteen medicinal herbs." Mo Danian quickly selected the herbs at the herbal medicine shop.

"Yes, sir."

The shopkeeper deftly selected the medicinal herbs.

Mo Zheng's expression shifted, and he said, "Two portions, two portions of everything."

"Two portions? Two portions won't be enough. You're wasting money," Mo Danian said, puzzled.

"Of course I'll use it, brother, just listen to me."

Mo Zheng smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, listen to me, just two portions."

"well."

The shopkeeper was naturally happy to sell more medicinal herbs, nodding repeatedly as he quickly grabbed the herbs and said, "Thank you. The total is five hundred and ninety-six taels and four mace. I'll round it down to five hundred and ninety-six taels."

Mo Zheng took the medicinal herbs, and Mo Danian handed over the silver notes. The two then walked towards the door.

Just then, a chubby figure walked in and bumped into Mo Danian.

"Ouch! Who's blind? That hurts like hell!"

The chubby boy covered his head and cursed irritably.

However, when Mo Zheng saw his face clearly, he exclaimed with delight, "Chen Wu, it's you, kid!"

"Hey, Mo Er, you're back!"

Chen Wu also recognized Mo Zheng, his two small, beady eyes widening in surprise. He then pointed at Mo Danian and said, "This is—"

"He's my older brother," Mo Zheng replied.

"Brother, hahaha, this is a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King Temple, it's a misunderstanding." Chen Wu was no longer angry, his face full of surprise.

"It's alright." Mo Danian nodded with a smile.

Mo Zheng recalled the years he spent with this chubby boy. Back then, most of the disciples at Shangyin Martial Arts School looked down on him, but only Chen Wu was compatible with him and they played together. Chen Wu was the only friend of the martial arts school.

He can easily make friends now, but who can be as sincere as this chubby little boy in front of him?

"What brings you to this pharmacy?" Mo Zheng asked.

"Don't even mention it. My dad has been eating too much meat and alcohol lately, and his stomach is upset. He asked me to buy some medicine to help him recover."

Chen Wu explained, "I'm in a hurry to buy medicine and get back. Mo Er, if you're free tonight, how about we get together?"

"Okay, I'll come to your house tonight," Mo Zheng readily agreed.

When the chubby boy saw that Mo Zheng had agreed, he grinned from ear to ear and said, "If you could come, my dad would be so happy, he might even get better without taking the medicine."

The Liangzhou Martial Arts Academy is a place where only one person from the entire Shangyin County can pass the entrance exam every few years. Such a person is destined to become a powerful martial artist in the future. It is an honor for any family to have such a friend visit.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, the two parted ways.

After the Mo brothers returned home, they locked the gate tightly, and Wang Yumei and Xiao Qiu stood guard at the gate.

In the dimly lit woodshed, Mo Danian took out all nineteen kinds of medicinal herbs, combined them according to different proportions, and finally, along with the heart blood of the century-old tortoise, made a small cup of black liquid with a fishy smell.

Looking at the small cup of dark liquid, Mo Danian's expression was very complicated.

The Mo family, which was once prominent and powerful in this land, has been in decline for far too long, for over a hundred years. The family can no longer even gather enough spiritual medicine to help with awakening.

Fortunately, there is Mo Zheng.

"Big brother, do you want me to drink this?" Mo Xiaotian's eyes widened, somewhat unwilling.

"Perhaps you don't need to drink it."

Mo Danian laughed and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​you'll be eleven years old tomorrow. It's time for you to be more sensible. I'll tell you about the family matters today."

He briefly recounted the story of how the Mo family fought for supremacy with the Great Yan Emperor, which made Mo Xiaotian's eyes widen. This was the first time the little guy had ever heard about his family's history.

"It's a pity that it's not easy for a bloodline warrior to be born, and with the pursuit of the Great Yan government, our family is declining day by day. Xiao Tian, ​​if you don't awaken your bloodline, keep this secret in your heart and live a peaceful life. But if you do awaken it, you must restore the family's glory!"

The Mo family, once renowned for its Xuanwu bloodline, was probably even more powerful than the Hun Tian Sect, which now spans three states.

But only these two are left.

A thousand years have passed, causing this ancient and glorious family to decline to the point of changing its name and almost losing its bloodline.

"I understand, big brother." Mo Xiaotian's face was full of determination.

"This is the Xuanwu Manual."

Mo Danian took out a thin book and said, "According to the instructions in this book, strike a series of acupoints on your body. If the Xuanwu power contained in your blood is sufficient, it will awaken spontaneously. If not, you will need the help of medicinal herbs."

As bloodline martial arts families branch out, the bloodline inevitably becomes thinner with each generation, making it increasingly unlikely that a true bloodline martial artist will emerge. Perhaps a descendant might suddenly revert to their ancestral form and awaken their bloodline, but the probability of this happening is extremely small.

Therefore, various methods to assist in awakening one's bloodline have emerged.

Of these methods, only the Blood Awakening Grass can slightly increase the concentration of blood vessels, and consuming three plants will have an effect. It is the most helpful elixir for awakening blood vessels, without exception.

Mo Xiaotian took the book, opened it and flipped through it. It clearly depicted little figures striking different acupoints on his body. He took off his clothes and performed the actions according to the book. After a series of strikes, a strange change occurred!

"what!"

He screamed and fell to the ground, rolling around wildly. His face turned deathly pale, and he was sweating profusely from the pain, convulsing uncontrollably.

"Big brother, this!"

Mo Zheng looked anxiously at Mo Danian.

"It's alright, this is the awakening of the Xuanwu bloodline."

Mo Danian remained calm. He had experienced this before, but the Xuanwu power contained in his bloodline was too weak, and he couldn't afford spiritual medicine to help him. So he suffered in vain and failed.

Mo Zheng couldn't bear to watch Mo Xiaotian struggle. Suddenly, he saw that on Mo Xiaotian's naked body, patches of bluish-black scales were growing out of his skin, tearing through his flesh and slowly emerging.

"Xiao Tian has awakened!"

Mo Danian watched this scene with excitement, exclaiming, "These are the unique scales of the Xuanwu's body!"

However, just as he was feeling happy, the bluish-black scales only peeked out a little before falling silent again.

"Stop! How can you stop? Grow faster, grow faster!" Mo Danian urged.

However, the scales remained unmoved, while Mo Xiaotian's painful groans grew fainter and fainter.

"Is it because your bloodline power is insufficient? Do you need to take medicine?" Mo Zheng asked.

"Yes, yes, take your medicine!"

Mo Danian hurriedly took the small cup of dark, foul-smelling liquid and poured it into Mo Xiaotian's mouth.

Almost instantly, the bluish-black scales seemed to receive nourishment, sprouting wildly outwards.

"Ah ...

Mo Xiaotian's roar rang out again, and his previously peaceful expression turned ferocious once more as he frantically scratched at his body.

As the dark blue scales covered his entire body, Mo Xiaotian's eyes turned into golden vertical pupils, radiating a chilling aura and murderous intent, just like the ferocious monsters that Mo Zheng had hunted!

"Tch~~"

Suddenly, a tail sprouted from the end of Mo Xiaotian's spine. It grew slowly, covered with bluish-black scales and traces of blood.

The sudden, intense pain was too much for Mo Xiaotian to bear, and he fainted.

"Big brother, did it work?" Mo Zheng couldn't help but ask.

"It should be a success. Look, the scales are still growing. Let's wait a little longer."

This wait lasted for half an hour.

Within half an hour, the scales became increasingly dense, completely covering every inch of Mo Xiaotian's skin. His tail also grew to its limit, resembling a steel whip. Even when Mo Xiaotian was asleep, his body exuded a terrifying and suffocating aura, as if facing a savage monster.

Mo Zheng was alright, but Mo Danian could barely stand.

Fortunately, these abnormalities on his body soon disappeared without a trace, and even the bloodstains and broken skin on his body were quickly repaired.

This terrifying healing power made Mo Zheng's heart tighten.

"A bloodline martial artist? Is this what a bloodline martial artist with the Xuanwu bloodline is like?"

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