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Just then, a faint voice drifted over from in front of him.

"Done chatting?"

Lin Mo turned around, meeting Zhang Gonglian's eyes, which looked as if they could shoot fire.

"Not yet, what's wrong?" Lin Mo looked innocent, taking the opportunity to shift into a more comfortable position.

The corner of Zhang Gonglian's eye twitched violently. He stared at the bed board beneath Lin Mo's rear, his voice squeezing through gritted teeth.

"Is my bed comfortable?"

Lin Mo pressed down with his hands in all seriousness, even bouncing a little.

"A bit hard. It's uncomfortably stiff."

He looked up and offered a sincere suggestion.

"Honestly, you should get a mattress. Simmons, you're worth it."

"Get lost!"

At this moment, Zhang Gonglian suddenly remembered something.

The entire Dragon Tiger Dojo was isolated from the rest of the world. Yet, in the top right corner of Lin Mo's phone screen, a signal icon was constantly fluctuating, looking exceptionally glaring in his eyes.

Logically speaking, let alone a wireless signal, not even a telephone line could be pulled in here.

"There is no signal in the Dragon Tiger Dojo. What are you playing on that thing in your hand?" Zhang Gonglian's voice carried a hint of dryness, breaking the silence.

Lin Mo unhurriedly typed out the last few words before looking up.

"That applies to you guys."

His tone was flat, as if stating the most ordinary fact. "For me, there is no such thing as 'no signal.' I just need to convert a wisp of divine sense into electromagnetic waves and establish two-way communication with the base station outside the passage, and I can surf the internet."

Even though it was still the 3G era, it was absolutely fine for sending messages and reading novels.

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Gonglian instantly threw whatever important matters about breaking through seals to the back of his mind.

He darted over in a few steps, his robe fluttering and kicking up a gust of wind, completely losing the steady demeanor a Celestial Master should possess.

"Really?! How did you do that?"

He stared at the glowing screen, his eyes burning with passion.

He had always wanted to surf the internet here, but due to the barrier of the passage, he couldn't even run a network cable.

The most crucial point was that he also had the divine sense Lin Mo mentioned!

As long as he learned how, he too could enjoy the convenience of modern civilization within this blessed land.

However, Lin Mo merely cast a faint glance at him and uttered a sentence that chilled his heart.

"The minimum requirement is that your divine sense can extend outside the passage."

Hearing this, the eagerness on Zhang Gonglian's face instantly froze.

He opened his mouth but couldn't say a single word.

The distance from here to the other side of the passage wasn't astronomically far, but it was at least seven or eight kilometers.

His divine sense couldn't reach that far.

That newly ignited spark of hope was extinguished with a poof.

Zhang Gonglian sat down dejectedly, watching Lin Mo pick up his phone again, his fingertips tapping lightly on the screen, a smile Zhang Gonglian couldn't understand playing at the corners of his mouth.

He couldn't help but ask, "So, what realm are you exactly in right now?"

Lin Mo looked up, his gaze clear, and asked in return, "Is it important?"

Zhang Gonglian was stunned by the question.

He took a deep breath and then let out a long exhale, as if breathing out all the obsessions and unwillingness in his heart.

"True, it really isn't important."

When a person could use their divine sense as Wi-Fi, agonizing over realm classifications indeed seemed ridiculous.

Life is hard, Gonglian sighed.

Lin Mo's expression turned serious, pulling the topic back.

"The most important thing right now is your upcoming tribulation. I'll tell you in advance, I won't interfere. Because this is your tribulation, and also the tribulation of your Dragon Tiger Mountain. If I intervene to resolve this tribulation, then another one will follow."

"Of course I understand, it's just... I still want to know what exactly is going on," Zhang Gonglian said helplessly.

"How would I know the specific details? I only know that you have a tribulation. Hurry up and get lost to cultivate, stop bothering me."

After saying that, Lin Mo lowered his head and continued chatting with Jiang Yunlu, who was participating in the provincial badminton tournament.

On the screen was a photo Jiang Yunlu had just sent.

She had just finished taking a shower, her hair wrapped in a towel. She was wearing a loose, exquisite set of pajamas, her small face flushed pink from the steam, her watery eyes gazing at the camera with a somewhat unconscious, charming naivety.

Lin Mo's brow softened, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

His fingers typed a reply rapidly.

"Looks good, love to see it."

As soon as the message was sent, a new message popped up in the chat box immediately.

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Meanwhile, Zhang Gonglian could only continue to assault the seal within his body.

--System: There is no Qi in this world, but the Yang Five Lightnings indicate that Zhang Gonglian is still...--

The next day.

After the morning lessons ended, everyone returned to the martial arts arena once again.

Everything was the same as yesterday.

After a night of preparation, Zhang Gonglian's condition had recovered significantly.

And the elders who had not yet taken the stage were already rubbing their fists and wiping their palms in anticipation.

Today, Lin Mo simply brought over a rattan chair and sat down.

"Come, come, come! Don't miss out if you're passing by! The crazy beating of the Celestial Master is about to begin!"

The fierce competition in the Dragon Tiger Dojo was well underway.

At this moment, in Sanqing Ancient Town.

In the same bar, Han Lu was drinking from a jar of alcohol, yet her eyes were extremely cold.

"Don't hang around here if you have nothing to do. If something happens, I don't want to be implicated by you."

"How could that be? I'm just taking a rest here, besides, not everyone has arrived yet."

The man lit a cigarette. He didn't inhale it into his lungs; he just swirled the smoke in his mouth before breathing it out.

"That would be for the best. I have no intention of associating with you."

Han Lu snorted coldly.

But the man still asked a question.

"So, Lin Mo's location still hasn't appeared?"

Han Lu paused for a moment, then opened her phone and took a casual glance.

"At three o'clock in the morning last night, his signal appeared near Jiangcheng, so you don't need to worry."

Hearing this news, the man immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt even more confident about the upcoming plan.

Han Lu didn't intend to pay any more attention to the man. She just turned around and walked upstairs.

"Lock the door for me when you leave. Don't come looking for me unless it's urgent; I don't want to get involved in your affairs."

The man looked at Han Lu walking upstairs and sneered, "Zhang Gonglian caused your sister to end up like this, and you're still letting him off. Women really can't achieve great things."

Han Lu stood at the top of the stairs, looking coldly at the man.

"I still have to live. My sister is my last remaining relative, and I am hers. I cannot let anything happen to me."

After saying that, she went upstairs without looking back.

The man, on the other hand, had a fierce look in his eyes. He clenched his fists and muttered under his breath.

"Zhang Gonglian, this time I will definitely make you die! The Nine Heavens Divine Pill, I am determined to get it too!"

It could be seen that Zhang Gonglian must owe this man a lot of money.

However, a voice rose from the bottom of Han Lu's heart as she reached the corner upstairs.

"Very good, you did very well. Your sister will definitely be fine, leave it to me."

Han Lu slowly exhaled a breath. Even though it was a hot summer, the breath she exhaled was clearly visible.

"Then I'll leave it in your hands."

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