C522 Inheritance

Not long after Xu Qingmo walked out of the rented apartment, he saw a youth dressed in black clothes following behind him. He did not hide anything and instead, walked straight towards him.

Xu Qingmo stopped and looked at him. He had a sturdy body and bulging muscles under his clothes. His hair was sticking up on his head and he looked very capable.

Looking at his Qi, Xu Qingmo could roughly guess that he should be at the second level. His muscles were harder than steel, and he should be the best choice for bodyguards.

"little mister?" The man in black walked over and asked respectfully.

Xu Qingmo nodded, whoever called him little mister should be Wei Wuyan's people.

As expected, the black-clothed man immediately said: "I'm Wei Lao's subordinate, I'm Nie Bufei, little mister can just call me Xiao Fei, he told me to come and find you."

Xu Qingmo naturally understood what Wei Wuyan meant. Although Wei Wuyan had said yesterday that he was not in a hurry to recover, that was only because he was tired. He wanted to recover his strength even in his dreams, and now that the chance was right in front of him, how could he not be anxious?

The next morning, he sent someone to invite him.

Coincidentally, since he had nothing to do, making a trip would be good as well. Xu Qingmo was the first to agree, and then, Xiao Fei immediately stopped two rickshaws and brought Xu Qingmo away.

As he sat on this era's unique rickshaw, shuttling through the gray city, Xu Qingmo had a strange feeling. In the end, he stopped in front of a villa inside a rental realm called cloud boundary.

The cloud boundary was the most luxurious residential area for the Sky Guards. Those who could stay here, were either rich or noble, and all had their own forces.

After entering the villa, Xu Qingmo saw Wei Wuyan jogging forward to welcome him, while Ceng Zimo followed behind, a little bashful.

"I am extremely grateful that the little mister is here personally."

Xu Qingmo waved his hand, "There's no need to say anymore, just bring out the pen and paper."

Wei Wuyan was overjoyed. He had thought that Xu Qingmo would raise some conditions and immediately waved his hand towards Ceng Zimo.

Ceng Zimo unwillingly brought the ink and paper to Xu Qingmo's side and placed it on the table.

Wei Wuyan tactfully left the room. The Calming Heart Incantation was related to cultivation techniques, and being able to receive it was already a huge gift. Anyone who dared to peek at the process of his writing was simply being disrespectful.

"She stays." Xu Qingmo looked at Ceng Zimo and said.

"Me?" Ceng Zimo was a little confused.

"Help me grind the ink." Xu Qingmo said indifferently.

"What?" Ceng Zimo thought that he misheard. This guy actually asked him to grind the ink for him?

"Zimo." Wei Wuyan looked at Ceng Zimo with a pleading look. This mental cultivation method was extremely important to him.

Ceng Zimo could only endure it, he stomped his feet and arrived at Xu Qingmo's table.

Xu Qingmo picked up the brush, but discovered that Ceng Zimo had not moved it yet.

"What do you take me for?" Ceng Zimo was so angry that her lips were puckered up. She was a girl with a thousand gold coins, but this smelly fellow actually didn't appreciate her kindness and gave her a brush and ink.

"You don't want to go to Wei Lao anymore?" Xu Qingmo said.

She felt very guilty that Wei Wuyan had not completely recovered, and now that she heard Xu Qingmo's words, she immediately stopped speaking. She only gnashed her teeth, grabbed her sleeve with one hand, and started to grind the ink stone with the other.

"It's gone!"

"It's too thick!"

"We have to hurry, or else it's all over."

"You have to be strong at the wrists, and even if you use strength. Haven't you eaten in the morning?"

In the process of grinding, Xu Qingmo had always been choosy, pointing out Ceng Zimo's weakness, angering Ceng Zimo to the point of wanting to throw in the towel.

He had never felt such anger before. The first time he had personally grinded a piece of ink, he had been scolded in such a manner.

"You!"

"You what? Do you want to do it or not?" Xu Qingmo immediately blocked his way.

"Alright!" Ceng Zimo gritted his teeth until it shattered, he could only lower his head and use his power to grind the ink.

Finally, Ceng Zimo was able to grind out a perfect piece of ink, light and suitable, full and vigorous.

Ceng Zimo heaved a sigh of relief. He felt that he was even more tired than if he were to practice the [Heavenly Song] cultivation technique. He could not help but to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

"Let's see what tricks you can come up with." Ceng Zimo muttered softly. This fellow wanted him to grind the ink, and he was also picky about everything. If he couldn't write anything, he had to mock him.

Xu Qingmo picked up the brush and dipped it into the ink stone, then he placed it on a white paper and swiped it horizontally.

"This line is too thick and too long. It almost takes up the entire piece of paper. He doesn't even know how to write. He's making a fool of himself!" Ceng Zimo was overjoyed as he watched how he would make a fool of himself behind Xu Qingmo.

But Xu Qingmo kept his pen, placed it on the rack and did not write anymore.

"Hur hur, I can't write anymore." Ceng Zimo mocked.

"Finished." Xu Qingmo said.

"What?" Ceng Zimo was shocked. This guy kept on preparing for him to grind the ink, and then said that it was thick, but he thought that it was not even evenly matched. In the end, he just came here for a bit.

"What do you mean?" Ceng Zimo said angrily.

Xu Qingmo glanced at her, he did not say a word, and only looked at the door and said: "Come in."

Wei Wuyan who had been waiting outside immediately pushed the door open and entered. He looked at Xu Qingmo in anticipation, and at the same time he had a trace of suspicion.

It was too fast. He had only been gone for a few minutes, how could he have finished writing so quickly?

The breathing technique was very complicated. It was even more complicated than a fist technique. How could it be written so quickly?

"Wei Lao, you were tricked by him, he is a swindler, hurry up and tell Hoodlum to arrest him!" Ceng Zimo shouted.

Xu Qingmo stood up leisurely, walked to the window, and looked at the scenery outside without saying a word.

Wei Wuyan was still half believing and half doubting his as he walked over to the table and looked at the white paper before him with a burning gaze.

"Take a look at Wei Lao, he can't write anything at all, he just drew randomly." Ceng Zimo said in a carefree manner, "Quickly call for people to capture him, we cannot let this kind of cheat run away!"

Ceng Zimo said in a straightforward manner, but he realized that Wei Wuyan was standing there and not moving at all.

"Wei Lao?" Ceng Zimo tried shouting.

Wei Wuyan acted as if he did not see it, and blankly stared at the white paper in front of him.

"Wei Lao?" Ceng Zimo called out again as he stretched out his hand to touch the Wei Lao.

"If you don't want to interrupt his recovery again, you'd better step back." Xu Qingmo's voice sounded.

Ceng Zimo acted as if he was stabbed, and immediately retracted his hand, raising his head to look at Xu Qingmo's back: "You're the one who caused his Wei Lao to become like this?"

"You poisoned it?"

"You can cast spells?"

"You're a demon!"

Ceng Zimo asked and doubted her, but Xu Qingmo just looked out the window and ignored her.

"You …" Ceng Zimo thought about it and did not touch the Wei Lao. Instead, he walked out of his room and called out to Nie Bufei.

Waiting for Ceng Zimo to bring Nie Bufei back, he said at the door: "That guy is weird, he might even know some western tricks, even Wei Lao is deceived, don't hesitate, just make your move!"

"But, Miss Mo, that's a guest invited by Wei Lao. He is very respectful, that's not good right?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. The Wei Lao can't even move now. Listen to me!" Ceng Zimo said.

Nie Bufei thought about it in difficulty, then nodded his head.

But when the two of them went in, they saw that Wei Lao had already recovered and was bowing to Xu Qingmo to show his respect as a junior.

"Wei Lao, you're good!"

"Zimo, why aren't you coming over to apologize to the little mister!" Wei Lao turned around and shouted loudly.

Ceng Zimo was shocked. She knew that the Wei Lao was normally very good to his and was unwilling to say heavy words. However, the moment he did so, it would mean that he had committed a very big mistake.

"You dare to question the little mister, and you still want someone to capture him?" Wei Wuyan said angrily, "If not for the great number of experts from little mister, you would have …"

Ceng Zimo still did not understand, and said: "Wei Lao, weren't you tricked by him?"

Wei Wuyan shook his head in disappointment: "General Zhang has a reason for handing you over to me. How ignorant are you, to always be together with those rich kids!"

Wei Wuyan looked at the paper on the table with a gaze that was even more careful than when he was looking at treasures, and said, "This is truly an otherworldly inheritance. There is no need for words to describe it.

"Huh?" Ceng Zimo could not understand.

"What liar!" Wei Wuyan was a little angry, this was a true miracle, you were lucky to be able to see it once, and was fortunate enough not to know, and actually slandered as a scammer!

Ceng Zimo opened his mouth, looked at the paper on the table, and then looked at Xu Qingmo by the window. He gradually realized that he had misunderstood Xu Qingmo, and everything was just his superficial eyes.

Xu Qingmo turned around and walked to the table. Under Wei Lao's pained gaze, he rolled up the paper and handed it over to the candle beside him.

This breathing technique was Xu Qingmo's, to be able to let him look at it once was already a huge kindness, and he also felt the ingenuity of this teasing, if he were to continue cultivating in the future, he would definitely be able to dispel his own illness, and taking back this paper, Xu Qingmo was already a matter of course.

What made Wei Lao even more pained was that this line on the white piece of paper could be considered to be of the Divine level. If Xu Qingmo kept it well hidden, it would be a miracle that had been passed down for hundreds of lifetimes.

"I don't know how to repay little mister's great kindness. In the future, whenever I find anything useful, I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Xu Qingmo nodded lightly, declining to comment.

"Wei Lao, the dojo's recruitment for a few years is about to start." One person walked into the courtyard and said from afar.

"Mm, got it." The Wei Lao nodded.

"Dojo?" Xu Qingmo's ears twitched, what did he remember?

"The little mister does not know this, but I am ashamed. I help the General Zhang manage the Sky Guard and the few dojos there. Every year, there will be a recruitment meeting, and I need to take charge." Seeing that Xu Qingmo was interested, Wei Wuyan immediately explained.

"Shenwei Martial Arts School? Is it also under your jurisdiction? "

"little mister knows about Shenwei Martial Arts School too?" Wei Wuyan was overjoyed, "It is indeed one of the dojos."

"Can I go and take a look at this recruitment event?"

"Of course, it's an honor for the entire dojo to be able to see little mister!"