Chapter 904 - 628: The Crimson-Clad Divine Constable

"Father, you’re awake!"

Xu Mo hurried to the bedside, his face full of barely concealed worry.

Earlier, his father had collapsed at the spirit hall, spouting nonsense and fainting straight away, scaring him half to death!

Now, seeing him finally regain consciousness, his hanging heart could finally settle slightly.

Chen Sheng opened his eyes and calmly surveyed Xu Mo, nodding slightly to indicate his awareness.

Xu Mo felt relieved in his heart, quickly turned sideways, and pulled his timid young son standing behind him to the front.

That was the youngest grandson of the Xu Family, named Xu Ren, still young, with delicate features and a well-behaved and understanding demeanor.

He had particularly brought the child here, hoping to use this familial warmth to somewhat soothe his father’s shattered spirits, preventing him from getting lost in the pain of losing a loved one.

Thinking of this, Xu Mo discreetly gave his young son a meaningful look.

Xu Ren immediately understood, took small steps to the bed, reached out with his tender little hand, gently grabbed his grandfather’s sleeve that hung by the bedside, and softly called:

"Grandfather..."

Chen Sheng thought to himself, these brothers are indeed deeply filial people.

Over the years, he had seen through Xu Hu’s perspective the scenes of family reunions and children surrounding their knees.

Now, he truly descended, taking over this body.

In his heart, he sought only to swiftly complete the integration of ’this self’.

With this thought, Chen Sheng looked up at Xu Mo and spoke calmly:

"Mo’er, bring me your Martial Arts Cultivation Technique."

Xu Mo was slightly taken aback, but immediately nodded, readily agreeing.

Since his father asked for the technique, he absolutely consented.

After all, it’s just a set of cultivation techniques. Letting his father have something to do, rather than wallowing daily in grief and madness, was strong as anything.

So he immediately turned around, and soon returned, holding a scroll of ancient bound book quickly, respectfully handing it over to the bed:

"Father, the technique is here."

The scroll was finely bound, with yellowed pages, clearly a martial arts secret book handed down through years.

Beside them, Xu Ren watched with bright eyes, his little face openly showing envy.

He was very clear in his heart that this technique was the true core inheritance of the family, only passed down to his elder brother by his father.

All of them only practiced the simplified lower-tier techniques.

Now with his grandfather speaking, the father directly offered the core technique.

The child couldn’t help but mutter to himself:

"Being a grandfather is great, wanting anything means having anything."

Chen Sheng took the technique, casually flipped through two pages, his gaze faintly sweeping over.

Seeing this, Xu Mo quickly stepped forward, kindly began to speak, preparing to explain in detail:

"Father, this cultivation technique has many aspects, starting from meditation in fetal breathing, to internal qi circulation, then to true qi cleansing the body..."

He explained carefully, detailing key terminology, qi circulation techniques, contemplation points, one by one.

Actually, deep in his heart, he didn’t really expect his father to achieve anything significant.

In his father’s lifetime, he had only practiced the most basic fetal breathing health technique for decades, unable to truly achieve Great Success, showing that his martial arts talent was quite mediocre.

Now, already in twilight years, with old and worn muscles and bones, just thinking of martial arts cultivation seemed like a fool’s dream.

He patiently explained not sincerely believing his father could cultivate into a master.

Rather, he wanted martial arts cultivation to occupy his father’s Heart Spirit, to dispose of excess energy and time, preventing him from overthinking and breaking down physically.

Regarding his father cultivating into a master?

Xu Mo had no belief at all from the depths of his heart.

After explaining for a while, Chen Sheng raised his hand slightly and spoke in a flat tone:

"You may leave now."

Xu Mo was slightly startled, seeing his father looking calm, not like his earlier madness, dared not disturb further, had to bow out, before leaving reminded young Xu Ren to leave together, not to disturb grandfather’s quiet rest.

The door quietly closed, the room returning to silence.

Chen Sheng slowly sat up, exercised this old mortal body.

He tightly clenched his fist then loosened it, shaking his head inwardly:

"Truly is an extremely fragile body!"

"Blood and qi are declining, muscles and bones are aging, meridians sluggish, even basic blood and qi circulation is slow and tardy."

The previous Xu Hu, all his life sought just stability, had little interest in martial arts cultivation, casually practiced health techniques.

Even for him being an observer, his perception of this realm’s martial arts, mostly speculative.

Until this moment, holding the complete technique, controlling this body, he finally had a comprehensive and genuine perception of this realm’s martial arts.

He closed his eyes and focused, sorting out cultivation paths one by one in his heart:

Fetal Breathing Stage: meditation through stillness, sensing qi with heart, contemplating with intention, nurturing original qi within breaths.

Internal Qi Stage: refining false to true, energy introduction and qi circulation, connecting small circulation, then perfecting grand circulation, internal qi circulating throughout the body.

True Qi Stage: cultivating internal qi, refining and purifying, cleansing body with qi, transforming bones.

True Yuan Stage: Heart Spirit senses the meridians, connecting the Three Burners, True Yuan is restrained, foundation achieves Great Success.

Entering Dao Stage: Condensing Martial Arts realm, transcending the mundane.

Celestial Being Stage: Martial Arts realm transforms into Domain, thus harnessing the Power of Heaven and Earth.

Each meridian is distinct and clear, each Realm is intricately connected.

Chen Sheng gently nodded, the barriers difficult for the common folk to cultivate, in his eyes, were no more than a thin paper screen.

After reading this scroll of Cultivation Technique.

In just a moment, he fully deduced the entire Cultivation Technique process.

...

Within the side chamber of the county office, the atmosphere was solemn.

Xu Mo had just arrived at the office, when he was called by the guards to lead the public hall, feeling somewhat apprehensive.

Seated on the hall was the Golden Feather Commander Zhou Cang, still in his iron armor, his face stern, he saw Xu Mo come in, and his tone eased slightly:

"Xu Mo, step forward."

Xu Mo bowed and saluted, feeling all sorts of nervousness.

"How is your elderly father’s health? I heard about the funeral matters a few days ago, the pain of losing a child truly breaks one’s heart."

Xu Mo’s heart warmed, and he quickly replied:

"Thank you Commander for your concern, my father has recently regained consciousness, his emotions are still somewhat low, but it is not a serious issue."

Zhou Cang nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"Your brother’s matter was caused by the Demon Dao Grandmaster Wu Luo Mu committing violence, the case is vicious, and the court is furious."

Xu Mo’s body shook, his fists suddenly clenched tight.

"Rest assured," Zhou Cang’s voice was firm, "the court will not let this case rest."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Xu Mo, and slowly revealed a news capable of shaking the entire city:

"The court has already dispatched a powerful detective to personally pursue Wu Luo Mu, and has set off, chasing all the way."

"With that Master’s cultivation, that Demon Dao thief can’t escape even with wings."

Boom——

Xu Mo felt a loud noise in his mind, his whole body frozen on the spot.

Powerful Detective!

The eight powerful detectives, each one is a top Grandmaster!

With such a figure taking action, the demon who killed his brother will finally be brought to justice!

The grief and helplessness pent up in his heart for many days loosened in an instant, replaced by a surge of hope.

Big brother’s revenge, finally has hope!

He forcefully restrained the surging emotions in his heart, deeply bowing to the Commander, his voice carrying a few tremors he couldn’t suppress:

"Thank you Commander for informing me... Thank the court for upholding justice!"

Zhou Cang waved his hand:

"Be at ease while on duty, just await news. If there are any changes at home, you may withdraw first, don’t be bound by office regulations."

"Subordinate obeys!"

Xu Mo bowed again, and when leaving the public hall, his steps were much lighter.

He had only one thought in his mind—to go home immediately and tell his father this great news.

As long as the demon is executed, his father’s hatred and obsession might gradually dissipate, and he won’t be driven to madness by grief anymore.

...

Meanwhile, in the desolate mountains and wilderness a thousand miles away.

The furious wind swept stones ragingly, the trees broke in patches, and the ground was covered with hideous cracks.

A black-robed figure stumbled out, with black blood on his mouth and chaotic Demonic Qi surging around him, he was the Demon Dao Grandmaster Wu Luo Mu.

He suddenly turned and looked towards the horizon behind him.

There, a beam of golden light like a long rainbow pierced the sun, carrying the majestic power of heaven, locking onto his aura, relentlessly pursuing.

"Damn imperial hounds!"

Wu Luo Mu gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing ferocity, his Demonic Qi around him suddenly surged, causing the surrounding vegetation to instantly wither and decay.

"Just killed a few ants, yet you pursue so persistently, relentlessly chasing for a thousand miles."

The golden light drew closer, its mighty pressure overwhelming.

Wu Luo Mu’s eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness, he coldly sneered:

"Since you’re bent on cutting off my escape... then don’t blame me Wu Luo Mu, for being ruthless!"

He suddenly slammed his chest, spitting out a mouthful of life essence demon blood, Martial Arts intent exploded, the Demonic Qi around him suddenly transformed into a pitch-black storm.

"Want to kill me? First let a hundred miles of living things accompany me to the grave!"

Before his words fell, his figure turned, no longer fleeing, instead diving towards the nearest mortal city.

Since the court wants him dead, then he will drag the entire city’s populace to the grave, seeing if that red-clothed powerful detective dares to continue the chase!