Heaven Slaying Blade

An ordinary-looking old man, with a sleazy face, appeared in Chu Mo's sight.

"Oh? Interesting...I've caught up to a little genius' breakthrough moment? It's the bone refining phase, oh dear, how frightening!" The old man let out several cawing laughs, unpleasant as a crow.

Then, he examined Chu Mo with interest, chuckling eerily, "You're devoid of primordial force, aren't you? Shall I give you half an hour to recover?"

Chu Mo glanced at the old man indifferently and said seriously, "For the New Year, you're out here scaring people with that ugly face of yours. Are you not embarrassed?"

"You brat... You're still showing your wit when you're about to die?" The old man strode towards Chu Mo. In his eyes, the boy was no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

So the old man raised his arm, aiming to slap Chu Mo across the face.

Dare to mock my appearance? I'll slap you first to teach you a lesson!

Slap!

The old man's wrist was held firm.

The old man's eyes widened in disbelief, filled with shock.

He didn't speak, only exerted strength... His powerful primordial force erupted in an instant, attempting to shatter Chu Mo's hand that was holding onto his wrist!

"Let you know what the power of a Thousand Men Slaughter is!" The old man roared.

"Just five ranks," Chu Mo said faintly, exerting force on his wrist.

Crack!

The old man's wrist was snapped on the spot.

"Ah!" The old man let out a shrill, extreme scream.

Unlike the Demon Lord, he couldn't seal the sounds in the room, therefore, the scream reverberated far into the quiet night.

The entire residence... including the surrounding neighbors, were all startled.

The fastest to react was surprisingly Chu Yan. Wearing just pajamas with a cloak draped over her, her face was still weakly pale as she rushed into Chu Mo's room. Then, she saw a scene that left her stunned.

Chu Mo's face was covered with a layer of white crystals, giving him a strange look, but he had a faint mocking smile, still holding on to the old man's completely fractured wrist, saying: "Your screaming is even uglier than your appearance, it's sickening."

Speaking of which, he looked up at Chu Yan, who was stunned: "Don't you agree?"

"Ah... I, I know him!" Chu Yan blurted out.

At that moment, the old man, twisted with pain, used his other hand and slapped fiercely towards Chu Mo. Chu Yan cried out: "My lord, watch out!"

Slap!

Chu Mo's other hand held tight onto the old man's swing, catching his wrist again.

Just this time, Chu Mo's arm shuddered a bit.

In the end, this old man had used his full strength! He wanted to kill Chu Mo with one slap.

The Yellow Rank Five Layer, power of a Thousand Men Slaughter, a fully powered attack was not to be underestimated.

But Chu Mo's arm just shuddered. His organs churned, and he coughed up a bit of blood from the corner of his mouth.

Furious, Chu Yan produced a short sword, aiming straight for the old man's back.

"Don't kill him!" Chu Mo stopped her, exerting force on his grip again.

Crack!

The old man's hand got snapped again!

"Ah!!!" The old man let out another extremely agonizing scream.

Footsteps were heard from the courtyard, the entire Fan Residence was startled.

"Go, tell them to go back to sleep, I'm fine." Chu Mo looked at Chu Yan and smiled faintly.

Chu Yan stood there in disbelief, her eyes filled with incredulity. She nodded subconsciously, turned around and stepped out the door.

However, soon, the voices of Fan Residence's guards could be heard from the courtyard: "Who are you? We need to see the young master!"

Chu Mo coughed and said loudly, "She's my adopted sister Chu Yan, you guys go back to sleep, I'm okay here."

"Really you're okay?" An elder from the Fan Residence couldn't resist asking.

Chu Mo laughed, "It's really nothing to worry about. I have captured an assassin. You should all go back to sleep." As he said this, he showed his teeth in a grin towards the old man, "Isn't that right, Ugly Freak?"

"You, little beast!" the old man, sweating profusely from pain, glared at Chu Mo venomously and cursed, "If you dare, kill me!"

At this point, everyone in the Fan Residence knew their young master was unharmed. But how could they possibly go back and sleep?

Therefore, they all stayed in the courtyard. Noticing this, Chu Yan turned around with concern and went back into the house.

Looking at Chu Mo, she said, "I've met him before. He... he taught me some martial arts techniques related to the queen."

"You treacherous little wretch... you betray the queen, you won't meet a good end!" The old man roared. Both his wrists were broken by Chu Mo, who held them in his hands. The old man tried to hit Chu Mo with his knee.

Chu Mo tightened his grip, causing the old man to let out a terrible shriek that echoed through the night and spread far outside the house.

"That woman... she really is persistent!" Chu Mo couldn't help but sigh.

Then, he looked coldly at the old man and suddenly released one hand, swinging a punch at the old man's lower abdomen; the elixir field.

Boom!

The first punch of the nameless martial art move!

Unparalleled power!

Chu Mo's punch was both quick and brutal. The old man had no time to dodge and was hit by Chu Mo.

Splat!

The old man spouted a mouthful of blood, his whole being instantly wilted.

This punch broke his elixir field!

This time, the old man did not scream because he had fainted.

The look of shock on Chu Yan's face hadn't subsided. She looked at Chu Mo, her voice trembling: "Young Master, how... how could you defeat a fifth rank Iron-blood Realm expert so easily? It's unbelievable!"

"Iron-blood Realm?" Chu Mo glanced at the fallen old man and laughed, "His blood... is not much different."

Saying this, he stood up, walked over to Chu Yan, and said, "It's all right, you don't need to worry about anything. But, I suggest you go and change your clothes."

"Ah!", Chu Yan let out a short surprised scream, her face quickly turned red. She then clutched her cloak and ran away.

Chu Mo laughed out loud and followed her out, looking at the people gathered in the courtyard. Everyone from the Fan Residence was here, including the serving girls he had just brought back. All of them looked at him with concern.

Chu Mo felt a warmth in his heart, "I'm sorry for causing you all to worry during the New Year. I need a couple of you to tie this old man up and carry him to Prince's Mansion tomorrow. Tell them that this is my New Year's gift to Prince Xia Jing!"

"..." Everyone from the Fan Residence was speechless. They didn't know much about what was going on outside, but they all knew that after Chu Mo trashed the Prince's Mansion, his relationship with Prince Xia Jing seemed to have improved.

So what's the story with this assassin tonight?

If they knew that this unconscious old man was a powerful Thousand Men Slaughter, even stronger than their old master, they would probably be scared half to death.

"Young Master... Was this assassin sent by the Prince's Mansion?" An old soldier with an angry expression on his face asked Chu Mo.

Another person gritted his teeth and said, "Prince Xia Jing is too overbearing!"

Chu Mo waved his hand and laughed, "You are all overthinking it, this man was not sent by Prince Xia Jing. When you take him there tomorrow, he'll naturally know what to do. Alright, it's almost daybreak. I'm exhausted... everyone should go back to sleep."

At that moment, two old soldiers dragged the unconscious old man out of Chu Mo's room and tied him up with ropes.

Two serving girls entered Chu Mo's room quietly, tidied up the room efficiently, and then left silently.

From this, it was evident that the serving girls chosen by Miao Yi Niang for Chu Mo were not just ordinary maids.

They were braver than most!

Ordinary girls would probably have been too scared to move in such a situation.

While Chu Mo was admiring their bravery, he thought to himself: Life with serving girls is indeed different...

At this point, his body started to feel uncomfortable. The attack from the old man had indeed caused some internal injury.

He felt a little aggrieved. If his primordial force had been abundant just now, the attack wouldn't have harmed him.

"It seems that in the future, when breaking through, I must choose a safe place where no one can find me."

Chu Mo reassured everyone once more, then returned to his room to heal his wounds. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users can read on m.qidian.com.)