**Chapter 195: The Hammer of the Cloud City, He Truly Deserves the Title of Sword Immortal**
Atop the Sword Tower.
An eerie silence enveloped the atmosphere.
Li Mo gazed at the strange stone marked with hammer imprints... oh no, sword scars, and fell into deep thought.
Perhaps, if nothing unexpected happened, the "Heavenly Turn and Earthly Change Human Path Killing Hammer" he had just comprehended was at least a divine skill.
And the sword scars on the strange stone had just been erased by the ice lump.
Thus, the Panjie Meteor Hammer had stamped its mark on the stone.
The hammer treasure was quite pleased with its status in the world of seeds.
Little Li was also quite happy, after all, this hammer technique was incredibly powerful.
He just feared that laughing out loud would earn him a beating.
"Hammer technique..."
Ying Bing stared at the hammer mark, her jade-like face momentarily lost in thought.
She couldn't help but recall the scenes from the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm.
No... that wasn't right.
The aura of this hammer was different... the levels were worlds apart.
Above the ultimate skills, there were only divine skills.
She had never seen Li Mo comprehend hammer techniques before; why now...
Zhong Zhenyue felt a chill run down his spine. He would never have guessed that our Sword Immortal Li had held back that day.
"Huh? What are you doing?" Zhong Zhenyue saw Huang Donglai pulling out a notebook, sweating profusely as he scribbled something.
Huang Donglai shook his head. He had intended to cross out the first item but thought better of it and added a zero item in front.
At this moment, Wu Chushu was sweating profusely, gradually understanding all of Bai Jinghong's actions.
"Why didn't you say anything earlier?"
"You didn't ask."
"If you don't say it, how can I ask?"
"If you don't ask, how can I say it?"
...
The elders were greatly shocked. After a long moment of confusion, they slowly regained their senses.
"Our Sword City’s sword scars... are gone?"
"Then can we still call ourselves the Cloud Sword City?"
"I’m wondering what we’ll do at the next Martial Arts Summit. What will those who ascend the Sword Tower look at?"
"I'm getting old; I can't just switch to martial arts!"
...
The elders murmured to themselves.
"Haha, I must still be dreaming."
Elder Zeng laughed heartily, tugging at his beard, pulling out a few gray-white strands.
Then he froze.
It hurt.
This wasn’t a dream; he hadn’t seen it wrong. The Cloud Sword Scar was indeed gone.
Replaced by hammer imprints.
"Jiang... Li Mo! What have you done?!"
Elder Zeng donned a mask of pain, unsure whether it was from heartache or from pulling too hard on his beard:
"Do you think you’ve done right by us?"
"Sorry, I’m really sorry!"
Li Mo sincerely apologized.
Indeed, he had inadvertently erased the signature of the Sword City.
According to the Sword City’s promotion, this sword scar had existed since ancient times, representing their sect's faith and the pride and aspirations of many disciples.
In his past life, it would have been like smashing a company’s image to pieces.
It was akin to swapping the ice cream cone in the Snow King’s hand for a cheap brand...
"Do you think you’ve done right by the fans?!"
"Huh?"
"Jiang Chen’s persona is that of a modest gentleman, and yet you used a hammer? Refund!"
Elder Zeng seemed angrier than the other elders.
Li Mo: "....."
So you don’t care about the sword scar at all?
Alright, after venting his personal emotions, Elder Zeng gasped for breath and said:
"So, what now?"
The elders fell silent, their expressions complex.
This kid had just done them a huge favor.
Who would have thought that while he helped preserve the Cloud Sword City, he didn’t fully protect it and ended up removing the character 'sword'?
"Was this sword scar truly ancient?"
Ying Bing suddenly asked.
The elders nodded.
Ying Bing raised her delicate brows, feeling that the erased sword scar seemed somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
"Could we ask Miss Ying to take action, erase this hammer mark, and leave a new sword scar?" Elder Zeng inquired.
Ying Bing shook her head, her expression complex.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but she simply couldn’t...
As a divine skill, her comprehension of sword techniques was not as complete as Li Mo’s hammer techniques.
"I... I have an idea..."
At that moment, a timid voice spoke up.
Everyone turned to see it was Jiang Chuchong.
Under the gaze of so many, her small shoulders shrank a bit, feeling nervous.
"What idea?"
"I can... I can try..."
"You?"
The elders exchanged glances. This little girl had a talent for swordsmanship that they had rarely seen; perhaps there was indeed a glimmer of hope?
At this point, there were no other options.
With their consent, Jiang Chuchong mustered her courage and stepped forward.
With a thud—
She dashed over, kicked the strange stone, and then quickly ran back, hiding behind Li Mo.
Everyone: "!"
The elders felt as if their hearts had taken a kick.
"Emmmmm..."
Li Mo was the first to react, giving her a thumbs up. Smart move, no wonder she had been influenced by his genius.
Jiang Chuchong bit her lip and weakly extended her finger:
"If we just... flip this stone... it won’t... won’t be visible anymore."
The elders: "....."
What a simple method.
But empty as it was, it was indeed better than exposing the hammer imprint.
They had just tried it.
The hammer mark did not affect comprehension; those who could understand sword techniques from the strange stone would still be able to do so.
"Then we can say that it was Miss Ying’s sword technique that was so astonishing."
"Thus, it caused the strange stone to flip over, and that would make sense."
Li Mo pondered for a moment before speaking.
The elders twitched their lips, took a deep breath, and could only accept this. It was the only way to preserve the 'sword' in Sword City.
What a sin!
"In the grand scheme of things, there is a destiny; perhaps this is also the fate of the strange stone."
A voice rang out.
The silver-haired youth who had once supported the Sword City and the ageless elder approached together.
"The strange stone is a creation of heaven and earth. Perhaps many years ago, what was imprinted on it was not sword techniques, but merely coincidentally obtained by our ancestors when the sword techniques were being imprinted."
The silver-haired youth glanced at Li Mo, his eyes twitching.
It was unclear how much of this he truly believed.
"Everyone, please follow us," the ageless elder said.
He was calling all the prodigies who had comprehended the strange stone.
Of course.
Mainly Li Mo and the others.
After some discussion, they all accepted this reality.
Elder Zeng stepped forward and declared loudly:
"Ying Bing has comprehended a divine skill sword technique atop the strange stone!"
"As for Li Mo... what he comprehended is equally astonishing, on par with Ying Bing."
"But there can only be one Sword Hero, so he voluntarily stepped aside."
"I announce that she has won the title of Sword Hero at this Martial Arts Summit!"
There was no other choice; the lie had to be spun.
If they truly awarded the title of Sword Hero to Li Mo, the elders would wake up in the middle of the night feeling like eternal sinners of the sect.
If their ancestors knew, the coffin lid wouldn’t be able to contain them.
...
The announcement reached below, and countless people began to whisper and debate.
"Miss Ying is indeed exceptionally talented, I can agree with that, but..."
"Yeah, it seems that the fluctuations caused by Sword Immortal Li were much greater."
"Right, I think this is unfair to Sword Immortal Li."
"Clueless, it’s clear you’ve never had a girlfriend."
"What did you say?"
"Just say whether it’s true or not. Li Shaoxia already has the title of Sword Immortal; what’s the big deal about the Sword Hero title?"
"It seems Li Shaoxia not only regards money as dirt but also doesn’t care about mere fame; he... truly deserves the title of Sword Immortal."
"His perspective has broadened; his swordsmanship surpasses all swordsmen!"
**Chapter 196: Quick, I Want to Twist My Mouth**
At the Cloud Sword City, inside the Sword Tower.
After generations of management by the disciples of the Sword City, this mountain, shaped like a giant sword, had been excavated quite thoroughly inside.
The library was among them.
The martial arts left behind by those who comprehended the sword scars had all been collected here. The further one went inside, the fewer martial arts remained; most of the bookshelves in the front were filled with intermediate martial arts.
Following the two powerful figures, the crowd walked past the long stone bookshelves.
"So many rewards still haven’t been claimed; it’s going to be a big project to sort out tonight."
"I like this kind of big project..."
Little Li was in a good mood.
He had gained a lot from the Martial Arts Summit, having just begun to master the Dugu Nine Swords, condensed the Sword Pill, and most importantly, he had indulged his swordsmanship cravings without collapsing in the end.
He had also comprehended a hammer technique, and the system’s rewards were overflowing.
Among them was a grand prize from the ice lump that he hadn’t opened yet...
"Hiss..."