Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands

Chapter 332: Shen Mo, Shen Mo, Am I Impressive or What?

Wan Muchun chuckled and said, “Don’t worry. Listen a few more times, and you’ll get used to it.”

“The stewards and disciples of Dragon Snake Mountain hear this every few days, so it’s nothing unusual to them.”

“Look, they barely react at all.”@@novelbin@@

The four of them turned to observe the cultivators of the Jade Cauldron Sect.

Sure enough.

These people acted as if nothing had happened and continued with their tasks as usual.

The young man felt deeply ashamed.

He was the dignified young master of Poseidon Island, possessing peak Nascent Soul cultivation, on the verge of breaking through to Divine Transformation at any time.

Yet, he had been outperformed by these low-level Core Formation and Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The young man beside him also looked a little embarrassed.

As the esteemed young sect master of the Qianyuan Sect, a once-in-a-generation genius expected to reach Divine Transformation before the age of fifty, it was rare for him to lose composure like this!

“Please, follow me,” Wan Muchun said with a laugh, his mood evidently lifted.

The four quickly curbed their arrogance and hurried after him.

…

On the wasteland of Dragon Snake Mountain, Shen Mo stood bare-chested, his muscular physique fully revealed.

Sweat poured from his body, soaking his pants and boots.

Even the surrounding sand and soil had become unusually damp.

Within his body, the roars of ancient beasts were growing wilder and more intense.

It was as if a terrifying primordial beast was about to break free from his flesh and manifest in this world.

Every time such a roar echoed, all the demon beasts of Dragon Snake Mountain—whether in the air, on land, or in water—would instantly fall silent, not daring to make a single move.

A hundred meters away, a woman in elegant palace attire stood quietly, watching him with a calm gaze.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with deep affection.

Before long, an exceptionally loud beastly roar erupted from within Shen Mo.

It was as if a newborn creature had broken through its shell.

Shen Mo’s eyes snapped open, his heart surging with boundless joy.

He did it!

He had successfully refined the blood of the eldest imperial prince’s ancient giant elephant, awakening the power of a hundred colossal elephants!

With this, he had reached the second stage of the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique.

A strange flow of information naturally surfaced in his mind.

It was the method for cultivating the Immovable Sacred King Body.

Murong Yue’s eyes shimmered as she gracefully stepped forward, taking out a towel to wipe the sweat from his face and chest.

Although powerful cultivators could instantly evaporate their sweat using spiritual energy, keeping themselves impeccably clean at all times—

Shen Mo chose not to.

Instead, he let Murong Yue wipe him down, just as a wife would care for her husband.

After all, if spiritual energy was used for everything, wouldn’t life lose much of its enjoyment?

Just as Shen Mo was about to test the strength of his Immovable Sacred King Body, he suddenly sensed five approaching presences.

Four of them were unfamiliar.

Though their strength was mediocre.

At most, he could eliminate them in two moves.

However, unfamiliar presences appearing in Dragon Snake Mountain was never a good sign.

Shen Mo immediately turned toward the direction of the incoming group.

His spiritual energy and blood essence tensed, ready to unleash a strike at any moment.

But before he could make a move, Wan Muchun hurriedly called out from afar, “Shen Mo! Young Sect Master! No, no—don’t attack! They are guests from Qianyuan Sect and Poseidon Island!”

Upon hearing this, Shen Mo finally relaxed his guard slightly.

Two months ago, Li Zhendao had already informed him about this.

The Qianyuan Sect from Qianzhou and Poseidon Island from Haizhou had heard about what happened in Yuzhou. They had sent messages from tens of thousands of miles away, expressing their intention to visit and offer resources to help rebuild Yuzhou.

Regardless of their true motives, the fact that they were offering supplies for free deserved some recognition.

As for their visit to Dragon Snake Mountain, they were likely here to assess his potential and strength as the future sect master of the Jade Cauldron Sect.

And, of course, to witness firsthand the man who had annihilated two imperial princes of the Myriad Demon Nation and a million-strong demon army.

In front of the five visitors, Shen Mo casually took a long blue robe from Murong Yue’s hands and draped it over himself.

“Welcome. I am Shen Mo, the young sect master of the Jade Cauldron Sect. And this is my master, Murong Yue.”

Shen Mo cupped his hands slightly toward them in greeting.

The elderly man and woman exchanged glances, their eyes moving between Shen Mo and Murong Yue.

With their vast experience, they immediately understood the nature of the relationship between the two and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

A romantic bond between master and disciple wasn’t uncommon.

At their level of cultivation, the concept of age difference became almost meaningless.

After all, who wasn’t just a five-hundred-year-old "young fairy"?

And who wasn’t a nine-hundred-year-old "fresh-faced youth"?

A cultivator’s appearance was nothing more than an illusion, only revealing signs of age when their lifespan neared its end and their spiritual energy was exhausted.

But if one was fortunate enough to ascend to a higher realm, they could extend their lifespan once again—instantly transforming from a decrepit elder into a figure brimming with vitality.

The four visitors then introduced themselves one by one.

Through this, Shen Mo learned their names and identities.

The white-haired elder—Ouyang Lang, the fourth island master of Poseidon Island.

The passionate young man—Shi Jingtian, the young master of Poseidon Island.

The strict elderly woman—Tong Yuan, the third elder of Qianyuan Sect.

The cold and aloof youth—Du Cangqing, the young sect master of Qianyuan Sect.

Shi Jingtian's eyes burned with excitement. "Shen Mo, what technique do you practice? I can sense that, like me, you also cultivate a blood energy technique!"

"Am I right? Am I right? I guessed correctly, didn’t I?"

At his words, Ouyang Lang, Tong Yuan, and Du Cangqing all raised their eyebrows slightly.

The existence of two primary cultivation paths—spiritual energy cultivation and blood energy cultivation—was common knowledge.

However, cultivating both simultaneously required extraordinary talent, immense endurance, vast resources, and ample time.

Very few humans or demons could master both.

It was said that the ancient Demon Emperor Gu Ming was the first and greatest being to successfully cultivate both paths.

But those who attempted dual cultivation and succeeded were exceedingly rare.

Most practitioners who attempted it would eventually hit a bottleneck, unable to progress further.

Either their blood energy would suppress their spiritual energy, or their spiritual energy would overpower their blood energy.

In the end, instead of complementing each other, the two forces would become an obstacle to one another.

Shen Mo smiled slightly.

This young man was rather perceptive—he had instantly recognized the similarity in their energies.

"You're right. I practice a blood energy technique."

Shi Jingtian exclaimed in admiration, "That’s incredible! My cultivation technique is the Whale Devouring the Sea Art, and I’ve already reached the peak of the fifth level. Every time I advance, I can hear the call of a giant whale echoing in my body."

"But I can tell that your technique is even more powerful than mine."

"The beastly roars erupting from your body are terrifying, even to me."

Shen Mo simply smiled without responding.

Ouyang Lang hurriedly covered Shi Jingtian’s mouth and coughed awkwardly. "Apologies. The young master likes to exaggerate. In truth, he hasn’t quite reached the peak of the fifth level yet."

Shi Jingtian made muffled protest sounds, but Ouyang Lang kept his grip firm, rendering him unable to speak.

Murong Yue couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh softly.

This Shi Jingtian was clearly a walking information leak.

Without realizing it, he had revealed the true extent of his strength.

Among the seven great sects, everyone knew each other’s general capabilities.

By openly stating that he had reached the peak of the fifth level of Whale Devouring the Sea Art, other sects could immediately infer the cards he had up his sleeve.

That was hardly a good thing.

Shen Mo also found himself amused.

This young man was quite entertaining.

"Enough talking!" Ouyang Lang warned.

"Not… saying… anything…" Shi Jingtian struggled to reply.

Only then did Ouyang Lang release him.

Shi Jingtian took a deep breath and then burst out laughing. "Hahaha! Actually, not only have I reached the peak of the fifth level of Whale Devouring the Sea Art, but I’ve also cultivated the Titan Overseeing the Seas Scroll, a heaven-tier martial art, up to the third level! Shen Mo, Shen Mo, am I impressive or what…? Mmmph—!"

Before he could finish, Ouyang Lang swiftly covered his mouth again.

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