Mo Wen was a miracle physician. The decaying poison was not a problem for him.
However, medicine was indispensable. All the spiritual pills and medicines he had were sealed by the Huatian Palace. It was not possible for him to cure Bao Xun immediately.
However, he could seal his acupuncture points with golden needles to keep Bao Xun alive. Then, he could remove the poison bit by bit. The only difference between the two was that the latter would take a longer time.
"Lord, do you know medicine?"
Bao Xun looked at Mo Wen in shock. Such a terrifying youth was actually well-versed in medicine! His medical skills were also extraordinary. With just a few needles, he had miraculously sealed all the decaying poison. There were no longer any signs of it spreading.
What he needed to do next was to use his martial arts grandmaster cultivation to force the decaying poison out of his body bit by bit. However, this was not a difficult task for a martial arts grandmaster. He just needed to spend some time.
Mo Wen was able to suppress the terrifying decaying poison in the Red Stone forest with just a few golden needles. Bao Xun felt that Mo Wen was becoming more mysterious and unfathomable. At the same time, he respected him even more.
However, he grew more worried. The more powerful Mo Wen was, the more danger he felt. He knew that the two of them were only trading. He was still useful to Mo Wen, so Mo Wen did not kill him. However, once he lost his value, the youth might burn the bridge after crossing it. After all, Bao Xun was worth 300 points. As a competitor, how could the youth let him go for nothing?
"I know what you are worried about," Mo Wen said lightly.
"Lord …" Bao Xun lowered his head slightly. He was very nervous. He had thought of a way to escape and had even thought of finding a chance to kill Mo Wen. However, after witnessing how terrifying Mo Wen was, he gave up on these thoughts. Now, he was truly starting to worry about his fate. After all, the difference between the two of them was too great. With his abilities, he most likely would not be able to escape from Mo Wen.
"I am not a cold and heartless person. You just need to do your job well. If I am satisfied, I will naturally not kill you."
Mo Wen put his hands behind his back and looked at the setting sun in the distance. Killing Bao Xun would only give him 300 points. However, if he used him well, he would most likely be worth tens of thousands of points.
"Thank you, Lord. I will definitely do my best. I will do my best until my death."
Bao Xun heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Since Mo Wen had said it, he would not go back on his word easily. A strong cultivator like him would not go back on his word just for a few hundred points.
In the next five days, Bao Xun brought Mo Wen to the nees of the criminals one after another. The nees of the criminals in the surrounding area were all wiped out as long as Bao Xun knew about it.
There were a few criminal groups that hid deep in the mountains and were found by Bao Xun.
After five days, Mo Wen's accumulated points had exceeded 20,000. Every day, it increased at a terrifying rate.
But as time passed, Bao Xun's value decreased, and the number of criminal groups he found decreased. After all, he was only at the Martial Arts Grandmaster First Realm. This was nothing in the Red Stone Forest. He was only active in the periphery of the Red Stone Forest. He knew very little about the deeper parts of the forest.
On., Mo Wen Wen to him and Physician., the Mo, Mo Mo.
On a cliff, Mo Wen sat cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest.
He.. he he he he. he he he he he he. he he by fighting against he she he he he he he he. Yun. by. by Mo, by by by, he, he had, he.... Wu. Mo Wen had learned a lot from fighting against such people.
Mo Wen felt that he was getting more and more experienced. The feeling that he was about to break through was getting stronger. However, he still could not break through the barrier that separated him from the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm.
Suddenly, Mo Wen, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes abruptly. His gaze looked towards the east, and a serious look rose in his eyes.
"You have discovered me. What a keen sense. Interesting."
A cynical voice sounded in the mountains. The next moment, a figure flashed and another person appeared on the cliff Mo Wen was on.
The person was dressed in red. He was tall and slender. He was handsome and had exquisite features. His eyes were long and narrow. There was a red cinnabar dot between his eyebrows. He gave off an evil vibe.
"What do you mean by coming uninvited?" Mo Wen said lightly.
He was the only one on the mountain peak. The youth in red had come for him. If he had no ulterior motives, he would not have appeared here.
"Lord Merciless, this person is Mo Wen. He is fifth on the ranking list. If I am not wrong, it is most likely him."
Another voice rang out. A white-robed young man walked out from behind the red-robed young man. This person's appearance was extraordinary as well. He was handsome and had a dignified appearance. He had always been extraordinary.
However, he was respectful in front of the youth in red. He even had a servile look on his face. His face was full of flattery.
Mo Wen knew this person. He was the young temple leader of the Ming Temple, Shao Ji.
This person had been extremely arrogant before. Mo Wen found it funny that he was behaving like this.
"Oh, you are the Mo Wen who is fifth on the ranking list?" The youth in red said lightly as he looked at Mo Wen. Although he was asking, his tone was unquestionable.
After five days of killing, Mo Wen's points had increased. His ranking had also shot up to fifth place.
Only four people were still ahead of him.
The fifth on the ranking list was Mo Wen. The fourth was someone called Lord Merciless. The third was Water Deity and the second was Wine and Meat Monk.
As for the first place … his name was a little strange. It was called "Good Woman."
Most of the names on the ranking list were pseudonyms. They did not have real names.
However, Mo Wen directly used his real name because he was too lazy to think of a pseudonym. Also, his name would rarely make people think of his real name. They might even think that he was pretending to be powerful and deliberately used it to stop people from asking.
"Who are you?" Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly. The youth in red had focused on the ranking list. Clearly, he was here for the points.
"You are not qualified to know who I am. Hand over your points and I can spare your life." The youth in red's expression and tone were calm. However, his words were rather arrogant.
"Who do you think you are? I will hand them over just because you ask me to?" Mo Wen's tone was even calmer. It was so calm that it made people feel as though he was talking to thin air.
"I have met someone who is not afraid of death. Since that is the case, I will send you on your way."
The young man in red sneered, and his evil eyes released a cold murderous aura.
"Lord Merciless, how can you trouble yourself with such a nameless junior? Just leave him to me," Shao Ji said with a cold smile.
He disliked Mo Wen in many ways. Ever since the two Sect Grand Elders of the Ming Palace had returned, they had been wary of Mo Wen. Shao Ji had long been dissatisfied with Mo Wen.
Lord Merciless?
Could this person be Lord Merciless, who was ranked fourth on the ranking list? A thought flashed through Mo Wen's mind.
"You want to try?" The youth in red's mouth curled into a playful smile.
"I am willing to serve you. Also, this person has a grudge with me. I have long wanted to teach him a lesson."
Shao Ji bowed respectfully with his hands clasped in front. He knew very well how terrifying this youth in red was. He did not dare to hide his thoughts.
"Alright, I will give you a chance. Don't embarrass me. If he cannot even defeat a servant like me, he is indeed not qualified for me to fight, "the youth in red said indifferently. The red-robed young man said indifferently. As he spoke, he took out a folding fan from his sleeve and opened it with a swoosh. He pretended to fan himself, looking like a modest young master.
However, the picture on the folding fan made people blush. It was actually a pornographic picture.
Such a style could not be said to be not strange.
"Thank you, Lord. “
Then, he looked at Mo Wen with a ferocious gaze.
"Mo Wen, I am Shao Ji, the young temple leader of the Ming Temple. Hou Jingfeng, that idiot, was killed by you. Although he was just an idiot, you still have to pay the price for daring to kill the people of the Ming Temple, "Shao Ji said coldly.
Hou Jingfeng was the top young expert of the Ming Temple in name, but Shao Ji was the true top young expert of the Ming Temple. Hou Jingfeng, that idiot, had been killed by Mo Wen, causing the martial arts circle to spread the news that the Ming Temple's younger generation experts were not as strong as Mo Wen. Shao Ji had long held a grudge.
Now, he was going to use reality to prove who was the strong one and who was the useless one.
"You grovel and bend your knees and follow everyone around. You still have the face to speak so arrogantly here. You have completely embarrassed the Ming Temple." Mo Wen shook his head. This Shao Ji was most likely a person who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
"You are looking for death."
Upon hearing this, Shao Ji's expression changed drastically. Mo Wen's words had hit him where he was most embarrassed. In a rage, his combat ability exploded and was thirty percent stronger than usual.
"Divine Fist of Light."
A mass of blinding white light lit up on the cliff. The scorching aura was like waves that rolled continuously. The clouds in the sky evaporated in an instant.
A fist wrapped in a mass of white light came crashing over. It contained boundless heat and light.
"Clown."
A cold snort sounded from the boundless light. The next moment, all the light disappeared. The scorching waves also disappeared in an instant. A palm grabbed the fist that was emitting light. In the blink of an eye, all the light was extinguished.
"How is this possible?"
Shao Ji's fist was caught in Mo Wen's hand. He could not move for a long time. His eyes were full of disbelief. How could it be like this? How could it be …
"Flashy but impractical."
Mo Wen's arm shook and Shao Ji's arm broke inch by inch. His entire body flew backwards, smashing through dozens of large rocks along the way.
The Divine Fist of Light was an Absolute Rank martial arts teaching. It was naturally extraordinary. However, Shao Ji had spent all his effort on flashy but impractical visual effects. He had ignored the true essence of the Divine Fist of Light. How could he have unleashed the power of this fist technique?
Ptui!
Shao Ji fell to the ground in a sorry state. He covered his chest with one hand and coughed up blood in a sorry state. In just one exchange, he had fallen to the ground with serious injuries. Even in his dreams, he had never imagined that this would be the result. (To be continued.)
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