"Little bastard, you actually dared to hit the Clan's steward. Just you wait to be punished by the Clan."
After receiving Mo Qingyun's continuous kicks, Steward Hu's expression was ferocious as he gnashed his teeth and shouted.
"Steward? Clan punishment? "
Hearing Steward Hu's words, the corners of Mo Qingyun's mouth curled up. He laughed and said, "You think too highly of yourself. You're just a servant of the Mo Clan, a dog. How could the master be punished for hitting a dog?"
As he spoke, Mo Qingyun's foot movements became heavier.
It was unknown whether it was intentional or coincidental, but when Mo Qingyun's foot landed, it just so happened to land on Steward Hu's manhood.
"Ow …"
Under Mo Qingyun's kick, Steward Hu's body immediately curled up like a prawn. He begged for mercy, "Young Master Qingyun, no, Little Ancestor Qingyun, I was wrong. I'll give you all of your monthly allowance, please don't hit me anymore."
"Then will I still be punished by the Clan?" Mo Qingyun asked with a playful smile.
"No … No, I won't mention this matter. I'm just a servant of the Mo Clan, a dog. It's only right for the master to hit a dog, it's only right." Steward Hu smiled apologetically.
"At least you know your place."
Seeing that Steward Hu had given in, Mo Qingyun ruthlessly kicked him twice more before revealing a satisfied smile. He no longer continued to beat Steward Hu.
Following this, Steward Hu handed Mo Qingyun's monthly allowance, not missing a single cent, to Mo Qingyun's hands.
At this moment, Steward Hu's gaze towards Mo Qingyun was clearly filled with reverence.
However, if one observed carefully, one could still see a trace of resentment in his eyes.
However, Mo Qingyun did not care about this.
With this monthly allowance, his strength would be able to take another step forward. At that time, Steward Hu would not be a problem.
"With this monthly allowance, Body Tempering Stage Four should not be a problem."
Looking at the monthly payment in his hand, Mo Qingyun smiled with satisfaction and left the accounting room.
"Little bastard, I won't let this matter rest. This time, your sneak attack succeeded. Next time, I definitely won't let you succeed."
Looking at Mo Qingyun who was gradually walking away, Manager Hu mustered up his courage and shouted at Mo Qingyun's back.
"Sneak attack?"
Hearing Caretaker Hu's words, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and ignored him.
Was it really a sneak attack?
Perhaps, only Steward Hu himself knew best.
Moments later, as Mo Qingyun walked off into the distance, a commotion broke out in the accounting room.
"I didn't see wrongly, did I? Mo Qingyun just beat up Steward Hu and even got all of his monthly allowance."
"When did Mo Qingyun become so powerful? Even Steward Hu is no match for him."
"Is this still that trash Mo Qingyun?"
… …
After Mo Qingyun walked away, the juniors in the accounting room could not calm down for a long time.
After leaving the accounting room, Mo Qingyun did not return to his residence. Instead, he went straight to Zhen Ling Workshop.
"There are only three days left until the monthly test. Are you guys ready?"
"We've been ready for a long time. I also heard that there's a change in the monthly test. The top ten will be rewarded by the clan."
"I also heard that the ordinary and elite juniors will compete separately. The first place will be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins."
… …
As Mo Qingyun walked out of the Mo Residence, he overheard the conversation of the juniors.
"Reward? Ten thousand gold coins? "
Hearing the conversation, Mo Qingyun's eyes lit up. He was looking forward to the monthly test.
When he heard Mo Hai say that he would teach him a lesson during the monthly test, he did not pay much attention to it.
He did not expect that the first place in the monthly test would be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins.
If that was the case, he could not miss out on it.
"I must get first place in the monthly test."
Mo Qingyun clenched his fists and made up his mind.
He was in need of money now. If he could get first place in the monthly test, he would be rewarded with ten thousand gold coins.
If he could get first place in the monthly test, he could buy herbs and elixirs to help him cultivate. Perhaps he could raise his cultivation all the way to the sixth-stage of Body Tempering Realm.
"That Caretaker Hu is only at the fourth-stage of Body Tempering Realm. He did not summon his Martial Soul or use any martial skills during the fight. His battle strength is not strong. The people in the monthly test should be stronger than this."
Mo Qingyun thought to himself about the strength of his opponents in the monthly test. "Also, Mo Hai's elder brother is the number one genius of the Mo Clan. He should have given Mo Hai some trump cards. I have to pay attention to these."
Although Mo Qingyun had absolute confidence in his own strength, he would not be careless.
This monthly test was very important to him. He did not want to make any mistakes.
After a while, Mo Qingyun arrived at Zhen Ling Workshop.
After entering Zhen Ling Workshop, Mo Qingyun wrote down the prescription with ease, paid the fee, and got the herbs.
After getting three doses of Foundation Establishment Elixir, his pocket returned to its original state. Mo Qingyun could not help but sigh. "I'm poor again. Money really doesn't last."
"I must get first place in the monthly test."
Mo Qingyun made up his mind again. He must get first place in the monthly test.
After a while, Mo Qingyun saw that the herbs for the three doses of Foundation Establishment Elixir had been prepared.
He got up and walked out of Zhen Ling Workshop after taking the medicine from the counter staff.
However, just as Mo Qingyun was about to leave Zhen Ling Workshop, there was a commotion outside.
A young man and a young lady were escorted by a few young men as they walked towards Zhen Ling Workshop like stars surrounding the moon.
When Mo Qingyun saw the two of them, a tyrannical rage inexplicably rose in his heart.
The young lady in front of him was none other than his fiancée, He Lingyu. Now, she was standing intimately with someone else.
As for the young man beside her, he was the one who had accused Mo Qingyun of molesting He Lingyu. He was also the one who had severely injured Mo Qingyun.
Now that the two of them were standing together, it went without saying that they were having an affair.
However, the young man in front of him was not an ordinary person. He was the top genius of the Song Family, one of the three big families in Beimo Town, Song Zihao.
Song Zihao had a Level 10 Red Thunder Toad Martial Soul, and his cultivation had reached Body Tempering Stage Nine. Mo Qingyun could not compare to him now.
"You piece of trash. How dare you show yourself after doing such a despicable thing to Miss Lingyu?"
Song Zihao looked coldly at Mo Qingyun and said coldly, "Kneel down now and kowtow to Miss Lingyu. Then, break one of your arms, and I won't make things difficult for you."
"Break one of my arms and kowtow to apologize?"
Hearing Song Zihao's words, Mo Qingyun's face darkened. He looked coldly at Song Zihao, and a trace of killing intent rose in him.
Not only had Song Zihao killed his predecessor, he even wanted to trample on him to please He Lingyu. This wasn't something Mo Qingyun could accept.
"Now, I'm telling you too. From today onwards, get lost from He Lingyu's side. Otherwise, I'll wipe out your entire Song Family one day," Mo Qingyun said arrogantly.
"You're courting death!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Song Zihao was instantly enraged. He raised his hand and punched at Mo Qingyun.
Mo Qingyun did not expect Song Zihao to be so decisive and attack him directly.
With Song Zihao's cultivation at Body Tempering Stage Nine, even if he was a reincarnated Supreme-Being, it would be troublesome to deal with him.
Fortunately, Song Zihao was not a True Energy Realm expert. Although it was troublesome to deal with him, he could not do anything to him.
Seeing Song Zihao's attack, Mo Qingyun did not dare to hesitate. He immediately dodged to the side.
At this moment, when Mo Qingyun dodged Song Zihao's attack, a blue figure blocked in front of him.
Bang!
Then, a dull sound was heard. Song Zihao and the blue figure both took a few steps back.
"Song Zihao, it's not up to you to bully the Mo Family."
After blocking Song Zihao's attack, the blue figure lifted her chin and looked at Song Zihao coldly.
"Mo Xin, don't be a busybody. You're getting yourself into trouble because of a piece of trash."
After seeing the blue figure clearly, Song Zihao's face darkened and he said coldly.
Mo Xin was also one of the younger generation of the Mo Family. She had a Level 9 Flaming Sparrow Martial Soul and a cultivation at Body Tempering Stage Ten.
"If I'm going to interfere?" Mo Xin said nonchalantly.
"Gentlemen, private fights are not allowed in Zhen Ling Workshop. I hope you can cooperate."
At this moment, when Song Zihao and the rest were about to fight, an old man walked out of Zhen Ling Workshop.
"Yes, Caretaker You!"
Hearing the old man's words, Song Zihao and the rest nodded.
Song Zihao and the rest were wary of Caretaker You. This old man was one of the few experts in Beimo Town. He was an advanced True Energy Realm expert.
Seeing their responses, Manager You nodded in satisfaction and walked back into the Zhen Ling Workshop.
"Mo Xin, I'll remember what happened today. I'll get back at you on the day of the town meeting next year."
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