Huo Changxing was speechless. Since when couldn't she find someone to consult when she was practicing? Did she just treat him as if he didn't exist? Since when did she have so many things she didn't understand? If she didn't understand, why didn't she ask him? Every time he asked her if there was anything she didn't understand when practicing, her answer was always no.
This girl's comprehension and understanding were very shocking. She could draw inferences from anything he said. Most of the time, she could understand it herself, but he taught her very little.
Now, she didn't understand anything and thought that others didn't know her thoughts of pestering her little lover.
"Alright, I also want to see how much you have improved," Mo Wen said with a smile. Xiaoyou seemed to be very suitable for practicing the Nine Yin Divine Technique. He could clearly feel the pure Tai Yin Qi in her body. Its purity was actually not lower than his.
If Xiaoyou also practiced to the Embryonic Breathing realm, how amazing would that be?
Looking at the backs of Mo Wen and Qin Xiaoyou, a thoughtful look flashed in Huo Changxing's eyes. He didn't know why, but he faintly felt that this youth Mo Wen was not simple. He could actually make his heart involuntarily feel a dangerous aura. It was a dangerous aura that Bi Kuanhai and the Qin eldest great grandfather couldn't feel.
At night, Mo Wen stayed in the Huo Clan's courtyard. However, he didn't really interact with the Huo Clan members. Instead, he found a separate room and didn't go out much. Occasionally, only Xiaoyou would run in and out and ask him some questions about practicing.
This little girl's talent was indeed astonishing. Once she had achieved a small success in practicing the Nine Yin Divine Technique, she had also practiced the Heavenly Hand and the Tai Succubus Dance martial arts that Mo Wen had taught her to a higher level. Her level of comprehension was so high that it left one dumbfounded and amazed.
When Mo Wen taught her how to practice, he just gave her some pointers. He didn't need to explain much at all for this girl to understand the principles within. After a night, Mo Wen realized that there was actually nothing more to teach her. So, he could only let her practice on her own. Normal people really couldn't teach such an outstanding disciple. Even Mo Wen found it a little difficult.
After Mo Wen stayed in the Huo Clan's courtyard, the Huo Clan members almost didn't initiate contact with him. After all, everyone now knew that although Mo Wen was young, he was a ruthless person. He had killed a few young talents of the Meng Clan. He was not a kind person. So, under normal circumstances, the Huo Clan members didn't want to have much contact with such people.
Every time the Capital Martial Arts Symposium was held, it would take half a month. During this period, all the ancient martial arts aristocratic families in the area around the capital would have a battle. They would compete for the top five positions based on their abilities. Those who could enter the top five would become part of the next five big aristocratic families in the capital.
However, it had been many years since the Five Great Clans had undergone any major changes. Very few clans could successfully rise to the top and push the original Five Great Clans down.
Other than the competition between the ancient martial arts aristocratic families, there was also the competition between the young talents in the Capital. After all, to an ancient martial arts aristocratic family, the prosperity of the younger generation was far more important than the current strength. If there was a situation where the younger generation was lacking, the aristocratic family would definitely decline rapidly.
Therefore, to investigate the strength of an ancient martial arts aristocratic family, one had to look not only at their peak combat power, but also at the abilities of the younger generation.
In every Capital Martial Arts Symposium, there would be a competition for the top ten talents. The so-called Ten Finest Talents were the ten young talents selected by the ancient martial arts aristocratic families in the Capital. They represented the strongest group of the younger generation.
The competition for the ten prodigies in the Martial Assembly was usually much more intense than the ranking of the aristocratic families. Perhaps the ranking of the aristocratic families wouldn't change much from one generation to the next, and it would always be the same few aristocratic families. However, it was different for the Ten Finest Talents, as it only looked at the individual strength of the youngsters. Occasionally, from some unknown small aristocratic families, it was possible for a young talent to walk out and be listed in the Ten Finest Talents.
Qin Xiaoyou's objective for participating in the Capital Martial Arts Symposium this time was to hope to be listed in the Ten Finest Talents. She wanted to demonstrate her value and make the entire Huo Clan look at her in a different light.
Late at night, all was quiet. Everyone was resting. Even Qin Xiaoyou, who had been pestering Mo Wen until late at night, returned to her room reluctantly. Mo Wen didn't sleep. He sat cross-legged on a wooden bed and quietly closed his eyes to practice.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed in the room. Like a ghost, it swept past without a sound and appeared in front of Mo Wen in the blink of an eye.
That dark shadow didn't stop. He quietly extended a hand and grabbed towards Mo Wen at lightning speed.
However, such a lightning-fast attack instantly missed its target.
With a blur, Mo Wen's silhouette disappeared from his original spot. Just now, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, but now, there was only an empty bed. It was silent, as though he had teleported.
The mysterious dark shadow's pupils shrank slightly. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. However, he didn't have any hesitation. Almost instantly, he retreated a thousand miles away. In the blink of an eye, he had retreated more than ten meters and appeared at the door of the room.
"Since you are here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why don't you sit down and have a chat?"
A faint laugh sounded. It was Mo Wen's voice. Nobody knew when he had been standing at the door. He was actually one step ahead of the dark shadow, as though he had been waiting here for a long time.
That dark shadow was shocked. Then, his body stiffened slightly. His body swayed and instantly changed direction. With a turn, he appeared in the room again. Obviously, he knew that there was someone standing at the door and he couldn't leave at all.
"You are indeed not simple."
That dark shadow stared at Mo Wen. He was silent for a long time before speaking. That voice belonged to none other than the Huo Clan Leader, Huo Changxing.
"How exactly did you know?"
Mo Wen asked curiously. He wasn't surprised by the dark shadow's identity, as he had already discovered it when he had entered the room. However, his breath-concealing technique was not something that an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner could compare to. Once he hid his cultivation, very few ancient martial art practitioners would be able to tell. Even ancient martial art practitioners in the Golden Elixir realm might not be able to find out his background. So, how did Huo Changxing do it?
"Perception! I was born with very acute perception. Perhaps you can understand it as a sixth sense. You are very dangerous in my perception, "Huo Changxing said with a serious expression.
A normal ancient martial art practitioner in the Embryonic Breathing realm couldn't make him feel dangerous. This youth was a little strange. He was afraid that he was far more complicated than he had imagined.
"Interesting. It's a pity that you practice ancient martial art."
Mo Wen nodded his head upon hearing that. He didn't find it strange. That perception ability was mysterious, but it wasn't without explanation. This type of person was usually born with very strong Soul Power. They could produce perception through the resonance of the Soul. Normal people called it a faint perception. However, in reality, this type of perception could be completely controlled by humans.
The reason why he said that it was a pity that Huo Changxing practiced ancient martial art was because this type of person was very suitable for Immortal Cultivation. In other words, they were geniuses of Immortal Cultivation. If Huo Changxing had been born in an Immortal Cultivation sect, he might have had some achievements. But now, he could only say that it was a pity. Once he had missed the optimal age for Immortal Cultivation, he wouldn't have any achievements even if he practiced Immortal Cultivation.
"You are extraordinary, but I still want to test you personally."
A glint of light flashed in Huo Changxing's eyes. He suddenly attacked. His figure was like a bolt of lightning, pouncing towards Mo Wen in the blink of an eye.
Mo Wen's lips curled into a smile. He stood tall and straight on his original spot. His feet didn't move at all. He simply extended a hand and caught Huo Changxing's thunderous punch. Then, his arm shook slightly, sending Huo Changxing flying out and crashing into a wall.
"What a profound cultivation base."
Huo Changxing took a deep breath and looked at Mo Wen in shock. Although the exchange just now had only lasted for a moment, when he was facing Mo Wen, he didn't have any power to resist. Mo Wen had sent him flying out casually.
"You have the Cultivation of the Embryonic Breathing realm. Moreover, you are in the later stage of the Embryonic Breathing realm!"
Huo Changxing looked at Mo Wen in disbelief. It was hard to imagine that such a youth actually had the Cultivation of the later stage of the Embryonic Breathing realm. It was simply unheard of. Embryonic Breathing realm! Among all the ancient martial art practitioners in the Capital, there were only two absolute strong practitioners. Moreover, those two people were antiques who had practiced for more than a hundred years.
Mo Wen smiled and declined to comment. In reality, he was only in the beginning stage of the Embryonic Breathing realm. However, he had practiced three Divine Techniques, so all his Inner Qi was rather strong. It was far stronger than the normal beginning stage of the Embryonic Breathing realm. However, compared to the later stage Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial art practitioners, his Inner Qi was still a little weaker. It was slightly stronger than the pinnacle of the intermediate stage Embryonic Breathing realm, but not at the level of the later stage Embryonic Breathing realm.
"Who exactly are you?"
Huo Changxing stared at Mo Wen and said with a serious expression. This youth's background was definitely not simple. Under normal circumstances, it was almost impossible for such a youth to appear. Only those who were related to those mysterious existences could perhaps nurture such a young talent.
"I am Mo Wen, just Mo Wen. I am not a Bodhisattva from some temple. You are not simple either, so why belittle yourself? If you had not suffered a serious internal injury, your Cultivation should also be in the Embryonic Breathing realm, right? "
Mo Wen said with a faint smile. This Huo Changxing did not only have Cultivation at the pinnacle of the Qi Nucleation realm, but was also an Embryonic Breathing realm strong practitioner. However, because he had suffered a serious injury, his Cultivation had regressed, so he could only unleash the standard of the pinnacle of the Qi Nucleation realm. However, even so, this Huo Changxing was still far stronger than the normal ancient martial art practitioners at the pinnacle of the Qi Nucleation realm.
Although Huo Changxing had concealed his injury, how could it possibly escape Mo Wen's eyes?
This Huo Changxing was indeed a genius. He had practiced to the Embryonic Breathing realm at the age of forty or fifty. It could be said that if he had not been injured, he would have most likely advanced further and practiced to the pinnacle of the Embryonic Breathing realm.
"How could you possibly know? Who exactly are you? "
Huo Changxing drew in a cold breath. His body subconsciously tensed up as he looked at Mo Wen with a sharp gaze. Very few people knew about his injury. At least in the land of Hua Xia, there should not be anyone who knew. Not to mention an outsider, even the people in the Huo Clan did not know about this secret. Everyone thought that his Cultivation was only at the pinnacle of the Qi Nucleation realm.
"I am just a doctor. You are sick, so I naturally know."
Mo Wen smiled and said unhurriedly. He could naturally see Huo Changxing's vigilance and nervousness towards him. His injury most likely involved some secret, so Huo Changxing was so cautious. However, Mo Wen was not interested in his secret. After all, in this world, who didn't have a secret? (To be continued.)
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