The news of Lin Mo's earth-shaking breakthrough spread like wildfire throughout the outer sect of Qingyun Sect in less than half an hour.
From the lowliest handyman disciples to the peak experts of Mortal Realm Level 5, everyone was talking about the once useless trash who had suddenly soared to Mortal Realm Level 6 and defeated Wang Biao with a single slap. The entire outer sect was in an uproar, and the name Lin Mo became the most talked-about topic overnight.
In a crude stone room deep in the outer sector, Wang Hu was sitting cross-legged, cultivating with a low-grade spirit stone clutched in his hand. His cultivation was at Mortal Realm Level 4, slightly higher than Wang Biao, and he was known as one of the well-known bullies in the outer sect.
Suddenly, the stone door was roughly pushed open, and Wang Biao stumbled in, his face still swollen and his clothes tattered, looking like a stray dog that had been severely beaten.
Wang Hu's eyes turned cold instantly, and he stood up with a flick of his sleeve.
"Who did this to you?" His voice was low and fierce, filled with murderous intent. He and Wang Biao were cousins of the same clan, and they had always dominated the outer sect together. Seeing his cousin being beaten so badly, his anger surged instantly.
Wang Biao fell to his knees with a plop, tears and snot streaming down his face.
"Cousin! It's Lin Mo! That useless trash Lin Mo! He suddenly became extremely powerful, slapped me away with one move, and then broke through three realms in a row right in front of everyone! He's already at Mortal Realm Level 6 now!"
Wang Hu's pupils contracted violently, and he looked at Wang Biao as if he was looking at a madman.
"Lin Mo? That trash who can't cultivate? Are you spouting nonsense? A man without spiritual roots breaking through three realms? You must have been beaten stupid!"
Wang Biao shook his head desperately, his voice trembling.
"I'm not lying! Everyone in the outer corridor saw it with their own eyes! He has a strange power that allows him to absorb spiritual energy and break through realms instantly! Cousin, he humiliated me severely, you must avenge me!"
A cold light flashed in Wang Hu's eyes. He didn't fully believe Wang Biao's words, but he couldn't tolerate his cousin being bullied and his own prestige being challenged.
"Mortal Realm Level 6? Ridiculous. Even if he really broke through, he's just a newcomer who has just stepped into Level 6. I've been at Level 4 for half a year, and I have the combat experience to crush him!"
"Gather all the disciples of our Wang Clan in the outer sect. I want to personally capture Lin Mo and let everyone know that offending our Wang Clan is a dead end!"
Wang Biao's eyes lit up immediately, and he scrambled to his feet to carry out the order.
Half an hour later, at the outer sect's Spiritual Energy Platform, a group of more than twenty disciples gathered, all of them from the Wang Clan's forces, with the lowest cultivation at Mortal Realm Level 2. Wang Hu stood at the front, his arms crossed, his face full of arrogance.
"Send someone to find Lin Mo and tell him to come here and kowtow to apologize, or I will break his limbs and throw him out of Qingyun Sect!"
His voice was loud and clear, spreading throughout the surrounding area, attracting a large number of onlookers in an instant.
"Tsk tsk, the Wang Clan is really going all out this time. They've brought all their people to pressure Lin Mo."
"Wang Hu is at Mortal Realm Level 4, and he has twenty helpers. Even if Lin Mo is Level 6, he might not be able to handle so many people!"
"After all, Lin Mo just broke through. His foundation is unstable. It's too risky to fight the Wang Clan head-on."
The crowd whispered, most of them not optimistic about Lin Mo.
At this moment, a calm voice sounded from the crowd.
"You're looking for me?"
Everyone turned their heads and saw Lin Mo walking slowly from the path, his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if he didn't take the twenty-odd Wang Clan disciples in front of him seriously at all.
Seeing Lin Mo appear, Wang Hu took a step forward, his eyes full of disdain.
"Lin Mo, you dare to hurt my cousin? You're really courting death! Today, I'll let you know what happens when you offend the Wang Clan!"
Lin Mo raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Wang Hu lightly.
"The Wang Clan? Just a group of clowns who used to bully me. Last time I let Wang Biao go, it seems you didn't learn your lesson."
"Arrogant brat!" Wang Hu flew into a rage, waving his hand and shouting, "Attack together! Cripple him!"
More than twenty Wang Clan disciples roared and charged at Lin Mo at the same time. All kinds of low-grade martial arts were unleashed, and spiritual energy fluctuations filled the air.
In the eyes of the onlookers, this was a siege that Lin Mo could not escape.
But in the next second, a shocking scene happened.
Lin Mo's figure moved like a ghost, his speed exceeding the limit of ordinary people's naked eyes. He didn't use any weapons, relying solely on his physical strength strengthened by the system to launch a counterattack.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Continuous sounds of collisions echoed out.
A Wang Clan disciple at Level 2 was sent flying with a single punch, spitting blood and fainting on the spot.
Another disciple at Level 3 was kicked in the chest, his bones breaking with a crisp sound, and he fell to the ground screaming.
Lin Mo moved through the crowd like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Every punch and every kick carried immense power. The so-called siege of the Wang Clan was like a joke in front of him.
In just ten breaths, more than twenty Wang Clan disciples were all lying on the ground, wailing in pain, none of them able to stand up.
The entire Spiritual Energy Platform fell into a dead silence.
The onlookers stared blankly at the scene, their mouths wide open, unable to make a sound.
Wang Hu, who was standing in the same place, was completely dumbfounded, his face as pale as paper, and the arrogance on his face had long since disappeared without a trace.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
More than twenty elite disciples of the Wang Clan were defeated in an instant? Even without using spiritual energy, Lin Mo's physical strength was so terrifying?
[Ding!]
[Host has defeated the Wang Clan's outer sect forces.]
[Reward: 800 Cultivation Points!]
[Obtain Intermediate Body Tempering Skill ×1!]
[Current Cultivation Points: 1400]
The system prompt sounded in Lin Mo's mind, but he didn't care at all. His eyes fell on Wang Hu, cold and sharp.
"Now, it's your turn."
Wang Hu's legs trembled violently, and he stepped back again and again, fear filling his heart.
"You… don't come over! I'm a direct descendant of the Wang Clan! If you dare to touch me, my family will never let you go!"
Lin Mo smiled faintly, his smile full of mockery.
"In my past life, you used this to threaten me. But now, I'm not the trash I used to be."
He took a step forward, and the powerful aura of Mortal Realm Level 6 burst out, pressing down on Wang Hu like a mountain.
Wang Hu only felt a huge pressure coming over him, making him unable to breathe. He gritted his teeth and mustered up all his spiritual energy to punch Lin Mo, trying to fight back desperately.
"Mortal Fist! Break!"
This punch was his full-strength attack, containing all the power of Mortal Realm Level 4.
But Lin Mo just raised his right hand lightly and caught the punch with two fingers effortlessly.
Crack!
A clear sound of bone cracking came from Wang Hu's wrist.
"Ah——!"
A shrill scream pierced the sky. Wang Hu's face twisted in pain, his eyes filled with despair.
Lin Mo's fingers tightened slightly, and Wang Hu's entire arm was twisted into a strange angle.
"I once said that anyone who dares to provoke me will pay with blood." Lin Mo's voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.
"You and your cousin have bullied me, robbed my resources, and humiliated me for a year. Today, I will settle all accounts with you."
He pushed lightly with his hand, and Wang Hu's body flew out like a broken kite, hitting the stone wall heavily and sliding down, unconscious.
The Wang Clan, which had been domineering in the outer sect for a long time, was completely destroyed by Lin Mo alone.
All the onlookers looked at Lin Mo with eyes full of extreme awe, as if they were looking at a rising star that could not be provoked.
At this moment, no one dared to call him trash anymore.
He was the undisputed overlord of the outer sect!
Lin Mo dusted off his sleeves casually, as if he had just done a trivial thing.
[Ding!]
[Host has completely suppressed the Wang Clan and shocked the entire outer sect.]
[Trigger hidden reward: Physical Strength +100, Spiritual Energy Purity increased by 20%!]
[Main mission progress: 1/10 (Defeated one of the outer sect top ten experts: Wang Hu)]
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect Wang Hu to be one of the outer sect top ten experts. It seemed that this mission was easier than he thought.
He turned around and prepared to leave the Spiritual Energy Platform to continue cultivating and improve his strength.
Just then, a clear and pleasant female voice came from the crowd.
"Wait a minute, Senior Brother Lin!"
Lin Mo turned his head and saw a young girl in a light blue disciple uniform walking towards him. She had a delicate face, bright eyes, and a faint spiritual light lingering around her body, with a cultivation of Mortal Realm Level 5.
She bowed slightly to Lin Mo, her eyes full of admiration.
"Senior Brother Lin, I'm Su Lingyao from the outer sect. I've long heard of your deeds, and I admire you very much. I just want to remind you that the top ten experts of the outer sect are not easy to deal with. The leader of the top ten, Zhao Long, is at the peak of Mortal Realm Level 7, and he is extremely arrogant. He will definitely come to challenge you soon."
Lin Mo looked at the girl in front of him and nodded slightly.
"Thank you for the reminder."
Su Lingyao's face turned slightly red, and she quickly waved her hand.
"It's nothing! If Senior Brother Lin needs any help in the future, I will do my best to assist you!"
Lin Mo didn't say much, turned around and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the crowd.
Looking at his back, the surrounding disciples all sighed in admiration.
"The era of the outer sect is really going to change."
"From today on, Lin Mo is the king of the outer sect!"
"I'm afraid Zhao Long won't be able to sit still anymore. A big battle is coming soon!"
Lin Mo returned to his dilapidated small stone room, sat cross-legged, and began to check the rewards he had just obtained.
The Intermediate Body Tempering Skill could greatly strengthen his physical body, and the increased spiritual energy purity made his cultivation speed faster.
He closed his eyes and began to practice the Intermediate Body Tempering Skill.
A faint golden light enveloped his body, and the surging spiritual energy in the air poured into his meridians crazily.
His cultivation was quietly improving again.
He knew that Zhao Long, the leader of the outer sect top ten experts, would come to him soon.
But he was not afraid at all.
On the contrary, he was looking forward to it.
Every battle was a chance to become stronger.
"Zhao Long, Mortal Realm Level 7…" Lin Mo whispered to himself, a faint smile on his lips.
"Come on. I'll defeat you and take another step towards the inner sect."
The road to invincibility had just begun, and no one could stop his pace.