Trillionaire's Slice of Life-Chapter 1111 - 696: Chu Mo of the Heavenly God Realm_2

Chapter 1111: Chapter 696: Chu Mo of the Heavenly God Realm_2

Even for a true high-level Grandmaster, helping a mid-level Grandmaster break through the Heavenly Barrier would require an immeasurable sacrifice, and there is even the risk of demotion for the helper. It would be a tough feat to achieve, let alone do so with such ease as the young man before the door, breaking through with a mere wave of his hand and without even a frown.

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In this matter, the most authoritative voice here belongs to Hua Zhenyu, the Family Head of the Northwest Hua family.

As a disciple of the three high-ranking Great Grandmasters in the room, Liu Ping, Hua Zhenyu chose to submit to the Liu family precisely because Liu Ping promised to help him break through to become a Great Grandmaster. Indeed, Liu Ping had fulfilled that promise.

Originally, Liu Ping should have had two to three more years of life, but in order to help Hua Zhenyu break through, he completely disregarded his precious Origin Power and the possibility of demotion, forcibly using his Origin Power to open a gap in the Heavenly Barrier for Hua Zhenyu.

With this gap, the originally impossible Hua Zhenyu had a 30% chance of advancing to the rank of a Great Grandmaster.

Don’t underestimate this 30% chance. A general mid-level Great Grandmaster with a mere 10% chance is considered to be exceptionally talented, and one with a 20% chance is hailed as a chosen one. Hua Zhenyu initially had no chance at all, but it was with Liu Ping’s self-sacrifice of his limited lifespan that expanded Hua Zhenyu’s chances to 30%. With that, Hua Zhenyu was already immensely grateful.

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And it’s precisely because of this, when Hua Zhenyu witnessed with his own eyes, the young man effortlessly shatter Jiang Dingnan’s Heavenly Barrier with a wave of his hand, his inner shock reached its peak.

Others might not know, but Hua Zhenyu was absolutely clear that breaking through the Heavenly Barrier with a mere gesture was impossible, even for a peak high-ranking Great Grandmaster. The only possibility was that the young man was a legendary divine being, a master of the heavenly realm.

Only such a mythical being could break the Heavenly Barrier so effortlessly and casually.

At this moment, an intense impulse surged within Hua Zhenyu’s heart. Originally content with a 30% chance of breaking through to become a Great Grandmaster, and already feeling gratitude and indebtedness, these odds did not guarantee success. On the contrary, a 30% chance meant a higher likelihood of failure, and even with a determined effort, there was a significant chance he would fail. Failure meant he would never again have the opportunity to reach the Great Grandmaster realm in this lifetime.

Therefore, Hua Zhenyu’s heart at this moment became extremely urgent. Clenching his teeth, his gaze became unwaveringly firm as he observed the young man before him. After a deep moment of contemplation, he spoke with utmost solemnity:

“Mr. Chu, should you help me break through and achieve the pinnacle of martial arts today, I, Hua Zhenyu, swear on my life, henceforth I will pledge loyal service to you, Mr. Chu. My four underlings shall always be at your beck and call. Should I violate this oath, may thunder strike me down, and may I, Hua Zhenyu, die with no resting place for my body.”

Before the door, Hua Zhenyu, the head of the Northwest Hua family, one of the four great clans, suddenly knelt on one knee. This mid-aged man, already in his fifties, had a serious expression, bowing deeply before Chu Mo.

At this moment, Chu Mo’s eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze sweeping over this top-ranked expert before him. Only then did he notice that dozens of people had gathered in front of the small building. Among them were familiar faces, like the white-robed swordsman from the Long family of Xiangjiang.

And many more were secluded masters whom he had never met before.

Chu Mo understood that the individuals who appeared here were definitely people of remarkable identities. In this place, everyone was classified by strength – the stronger the individual, the closer they were to the small building. As Chu Mo’s personal bodyguard, the half-step Grandmaster Jiang Tao could only stand at the very back, as a half-step Grandmaster he didn’t even have the qualifications to approach the building.

As for Lei Ting, who had just advanced to the lower Great Grandmaster realm a few months ago, he was barely able to approach the edge of the small building.

Closer to the building were all well-established masters. Qin Lan, who had just advanced to a mid-level Great Grandmaster, could only stand reluctantly in the middle of the crowd.

As for those standing in front of Chu Mo, nearest to the entrance of the small building, they were naturally the most powerful beings present, with each one possessing the strength of a peak mid-level Great Grandmaster. As for Hua Zhenyu, who was now kneeling on one knee before Chu Mo, with Liu Ping’s mentoring, he was only a half step away from becoming a Great Grandmaster, thus his strength was naturally among the most formidable.

At this moment, Chu Mo’s gaze swept over the many Great Grandmasters before him. Anyone who met his gaze would inevitably bow deeply, never daring to make eye contact with Chu Mo.

Chu Mo gently caressed the Sharira in his palm, accompanied by the mysterious energy constantly emanating from it, roaming his body. He felt a warm sensation all over, and it was precisely because of the Sharira’s mysterious energy that Chu Mo could walk freely under the oppressive aura of the three peak upper-level Great Grandmasters behind him. Without the Sharira, his physical body would likely be instantly crushed into a meat patty by that terrifying pressure.

Chu Mo did not understand what was wrong with the group before him, simply assuming the Great Grandmasters feared the three individuals behind him. Coupled with seeing Hua Zhenyu kneeling in front, he did not bother to ponder the details.

After withdrawing his gaze, Chu Mo then focused on Hua Zhenyu before him.

Among the four disciples of Liu Ping, Hua Zhenyu had the highest potential and cultivation. Moreover, what was most important was that Hua Zhenyu had fostered four Grandmasters among his disciples. That meant, including Hua Zhenyu himself, he represented the will of five Grandmasters.

If Chu Mo could control Hua Zhenyu, it would mean that his entourage of Grandmaster-level experts would expand from the original two to seven individuals. Most importantly, it would also cover the previous shortfall of lacking top-tier combat power.

Chu Mo knew that martial artists generally regarded their reputation as more crucial than life itself. For a Grandmaster-level expertise like Hua Zhenyu, once a vow was made, he would hardly break it—especially since he had sworn in front of so many Grandmasters. If he truly violated his promise, he would definitely be ridiculed by the entire martial world.

Therefore, Chu Mo still had considerable faith in the man before him.

However, there was one point: just now, to heal Jiang Dingnan, half of the energy in the Sharira had been consumed. If the remaining half was also used on Hua Zhenyu before him, how would he then withstand the oppressive aura released by the three peak Grandmasters behind him?

Even Jiang Dingnan, a mid-level Great Grandmaster, could only barely stand at the door. How could Chu Mo possibly resist this pressure?

Thus, although Chu Mo really wanted to help Hua Zhenyu before him, he was utterly devoid of any means to do so.

Just as Chu Mo was about to verbally reject the offer, suddenly, the terrifying oppressive aura released by the three Grandmasters behind him vanished without a trace. Chu Mo turned around just in time to see the three of them forming a triangle. Each pressed their hands against the other two’s palms. It was because of this that the terrifying True Qi released by the three Grandmasters created a closed loop, no longer dissipating, and at the same time, the oppressive aura previously shrouding the surroundings disappeared into nothingness.

Without the terrifying pressure, Chu Mo could clearly feel the energy of the Sharira in the palm of his hand slowly fading. Just then, Chu Mo turned back to look at Liu Ping.

This old man would soon depart this world. Having lost Liu Ping’s pressure, Chu Mo had been previously lamenting how to deal with the four disciples of Liu Ping—but now was the chance to bring them into the fold.

As long as Chu Mo could control Hua Zhenyu along with the four Grandmasters under his tutelage, and adding Qin Lan and Lei Ting by his side—a total of seven Grandmasters—the other three would no longer be able to stir any trouble.

With such thoughts in mind, Chu Mo hesitated no more. Seizing the moment before the mysterious energy inside him disappeared, he suddenly placed his right hand on Hua Zhenyu’s shoulder!

Instantly, the mysterious energy from the Sharira flowed through Chu Mo’s arm, continuously transferring towards Hua Zhenyu before him.

At that moment, Hua Zhenyu, who had been kneeling on one knee, suddenly discovered that the Heavenly Barrier which had troubled him for over a decade was now slowly loosening!