Chapter 184
Li Mo suddenly gasped.
“Li Ge... what’s wrong with you?”
Princess Xiao Jiang panicked.
Ying Bing also snapped back to reality, glancing over.
Li Mo's face was twisted in pain.
“Quick, let me clear my head. I can’t help but think of something inappropriate.”
Jiang Chulong: “???”
Ying Bing: “.....”
It was still Ying Bing who had a solution. She gently took off the big-headed doll from her waist.
With a blank expression, her slender fingers gripped the doll's head and twisted it off sharply.
Little Li was calm again.
In the meantime, the group passed through areas storing intermediate and advanced martial arts, even the ultimate techniques.
One by one, the others stayed behind to submit their insights or the martial arts they intended to exchange.
Only Li Mo and the two girls continued on.
They followed the two powerful法体 (fa ti, a term for a martial artist with a physical body that has reached a high level) deeper into the Sword Tower.
This was the area where divine skills were stored.
The white-haired young man, a powerful法体, turned to look at the three of them with a somewhat emotional gaze.
“Since the Sword City was established, only two people have come here.”
“Are they... the two seniors?”
Princess Xiao Jiang asked, bewildered.
The white-haired young man: “.....”
The old man, looking like a sage: “......”
Are we not human?
The innocent words of the little girl were as sharp as her sword.
“A法体 has the abilities of a deity; how can they be measured by ordinary standards?”
Li Mo ruffled Princess Xiao Jiang's hair.
Then he cupped his hands toward the two men.
“Please continue, seniors. This place must hold great significance.”
The white-haired young man smiled at Li Mo and said,
“The two individuals were once the masters of the Xuan realm, the Sword Saint of Yunzhou, Senior Wan Ze Wan.”
“And the other is the one who left the original sword mark.”
Li Mo was taken aback.
Wasn’t that sword mark ancient and eternal?
But then he thought, given how he had inexplicably become a sword immortal, it was best not to believe all the rumors in the Yunzhou martial world...
“Indeed.”
Ying Bing slightly lowered her gaze, giving a barely perceptible nod.
“You're quite clever.”
The old man with white hair and a youthful face chuckled.
“The other person who came here and left the horizontal cloud sword mark on the strange stone was none other than His Majesty the Great Ancestor Martial Emperor!”
Little Li’s eyes widened.
Doesn’t that mean the inscription on the strange stone was written by the late emperor himself?
After thousands of years of transmission, it had somehow become the work of a celestial being?
“So what I saw... was from Great Ancestor Grandpa...”
Jiang Chulong seemed to understand, yet not quite.
“Don’t worry.”
The white-haired young man shook his head with a smile.
“This matter is likely unknown even to the Da Yu royal family. Moreover, a powerful figure like the Martial Emperor would have a broad mind. Even if he knew that later outstanding talents modified the sword mark, he would probably feel... pleased.”
As he spoke halfway, he suddenly remembered.
Thinking of Li Mo’s contribution, he changed his tone.
“Don’t worry. Compared to the Martial Emperor, you should be more concerned about the retaliation from the Drizzle Tower. They are known for their grudges and are hard to guard against.”
“Unlike the ancient Martial Emperor, they are much closer to you.”
Li Mo: “........”
You really know how to comfort people.
“Please.”
“You may keep the martial arts you just comprehended for future generations, or leave behind a martial art of similar rank.”
The old man took out various items for recording martial arts: jade slips, paper and ink, and even a mirror.
The latter part of his statement was purely procedural.
In the world, how many could obtain divine skills?
For those without the ability, even seeing divine skills would be useless.
For example, the sword mark left by the Martial Emperor on the strange stone had been in the Horizontal Cloud Sword City for thousands of years, yet no one had truly possessed it.
Martial arts also chose their practitioners, and such individuals were extremely rare.
Jiang Chulong and Ying Bing both chose the mirror, a special item that could capture and preserve one’s image.
Ying Bing pondered for a moment, then drew her sword, Tian Shuang.
It was the stunning, ethereal sword move from earlier.
Seeing such a technique again, the two法体 experts were still deeply impressed.
“This sword move is like a celestial trace. What’s its name?”
“The name...”
Ying Bing furrowed her brows.
Tian Xiao Tian Xin?
No, this sword was different from before; it was something she had created after comprehending from Li Mo’s intent.
If she were to give it a fitting name, she truly didn’t know how...
“Ethereal as a celestial being, how about calling it ‘Tian Wai Fei Xian’ (Heavenly Flying Immortal)?”
Little Li maintained his composure.
Art comes from life...
Ying Bing’s mind settled.
Suddenly, after hearing the phrase ‘Tian Wai Fei Xian,’ she felt that no other name could compare.
How did he come up with that?
He always said art comes from life, but where did this come from? Who has ever seen an immortal...
Soon, Princess Xiao Jiang also followed suit and completed her recording.
When it was Li Mo’s turn, he showed a troubled expression.
“The two seniors know me; it’s not that I want to keep secrets.”
“It’s just that the martial art cannot be recorded in writing, and even if I were to demonstrate it, I truly couldn’t.”
Right now, he could only rely on his strong physical body to fully execute the last move of the “Qian Kun Qi Ding” (Seven Settlements of Heaven and Earth). Otherwise, he could only enhance the world seed.
Ying Bing sheathed her sword, her eyes flickering.
He... can’t use that divine skill now?
Doesn’t that mean in the next ranking, the divine skill won’t count as combat power?
The two法体 experts exchanged glances.
Alright.
That makes sense; the effects of divine skills vary. Some are for refining oneself, while others are extremely powerful and cannot be executed without reaching a certain level.
The scene of the heavens bowing low made this statement quite credible.
The white-haired young man pondered.
“If it weren’t for your foresight, the Sword City would be severely weakened by now. It wouldn’t be impossible to make an exception for you...”
“How could I let the seniors break the rules for me? Besides, everyone is for me, and I am for everyone; that is the very essence of the Martial Dao Summit.”
Li Mo smiled shyly.
The goodwill of the Sword City couldn’t be so easily squandered.
He still wanted to copy the strange stone; if he used it now, he wouldn’t be able to ask later...
“I have three proposals for the seniors to consider.”
“The first is quite straightforward: I’ll offer some valuables, treating this insight from the strange stone as a purchase from the Sword City.”
The white-clad young man chuckled in disbelief.
“How could the Sword City care about your trifling offerings? How much can you even offer?”
“Just... a little bit,” Little Li said, shyly holding up two fingers.
As everyone knows, a mustard seed can hold Mount Meru.
So the distance between his fingers might not be as small as it seemed.
...
P.S.: I’ll fix any typos later; if you see them, feel free to kick me.
Please support me, mwah! Orz.
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Chapter 197: Who Taught You This Measurement Unit?
“A little bit? How much is that?”
The white-haired young man and the youthful old man exchanged glances, unable to suppress their laughter.
As everyone knows, swordsmen are people of the moment.
In the martial world, it’s all about being carefree and spontaneous; they’ve often spent lavishly.
From elders to disciples, the atmosphere is one of extravagance.
As a sword sect without other resources like alchemy or forging, the Horizontal Cloud Sword City isn’t exactly wealthy.
But that’s only in comparison to state-level powers.
Even if Li Mo brought the entire treasury of the Qing Yuan Sect, it wouldn’t be much in their eyes.
The Sword City owed Li Mo a favor, and since what he comprehended was a divine skill, not a sword technique, they couldn’t make things difficult for him.
Li Mo cleared his throat and said,
“Both seniors, being法体, surely regard money as dirt.”
“The first proposal is mainly to express my intentions, just a token of appreciation.”
He knew how to flatter the old men.
The white-haired young man puffed out his chest: “Exactly! As sword cultivators, how could we value gold and silver?”
This kid knows how to play the game.
Sword cultivators love dealing with people who know how to play the game.
The old man with white hair and a youthful face stroked his beard and asked with a smile, “In your opinion, how much gold and silver would be reasonable for observing a sword mark?”
Li Mo held up his fingers again.
“Two thousand taels of gold?”
Li Mo shook his head.
“Twenty thousand taels?”
Little Li shook his head again.
“Two hundred thousand taels?”
The white-haired young man appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly, he was slightly shaken.
Does this kid have a mine at home?
Two hundred thousand taels, and in gold, would be enough for the disciples of the Sword City to ‘enjoy the martial world’ for a year.
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