Chapter 191
On the day the Qianlong List was announced, the excitement was likely even greater than that of the Martial Arts Summit. Being recognized would certainly lead to trouble.
The carriage shifted slightly.
The breeze from Yulong Street carried the sounds of the outside world, letting sunlight spill into the carriage.
Li Mo lifted his gaze and saw Ying Bing sitting beside him, her long legs elegantly crossed.
Suddenly, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly.
Smack!
A big-headed doll slapped a mosquito onto the table.
Ying Bing frowned, casually picking up a cloth to wipe the doll's forehead, the sound of the cloth squeaking as she scrubbed.
Seeing it shine brightly, a flicker of delight crossed her eyes.
Li Mo thought to himself, “This doll surely has nothing to do with witchcraft, right? Why does it feel so cool on its forehead?”
Beside him, Princess Jiang was also busy cleaning a broken sword she had picked up three days ago, her face serious.
“Aren't you planning to sell it for scrap?” Li Mo chuckled and asked, “If you’re going to sell it, why bother cleaning it so thoroughly?”
“These aren’t for sale. They’re not scrap; they were all given to me by Brother Li,” Jiang Chulong shook her head and blinked.
“And they’re still alive.”
“Hmm?” Li Mo was taken aback.
He had indeed been receiving feedback from the system these past few days.
It was the martial insights from Princess Jiang, such as: [Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested in ‘Jiang Chulong’, helping her comprehend a sword technique, promoting the growth of the Wild Grass Sword Bone.]
So that’s how it is?
She comprehended sword techniques from these broken and incomplete weapons?
“...”
Li Mo slapped the Chixiao Sword.
You’re a proper Xuan weapon, and you’re still intact. Why can’t you give me a little boost?
Suddenly, Li Mo remembered, “By the way, Ice Block.”
Ying Bing looked up, “Hmm?”
“In the past few days of lecturing, haven’t you encountered any difficulties?”
“Such as?”
Li Mo asked, “Many disciples from Hengyun Sword City practice different sword techniques. What if they ask you about a technique you haven’t encountered?”
“What’s the difference between sword techniques under divine skills, whether you’ve practiced them or not?”
“...”
Li Mo understood.
What she meant was to learn on the spot.
The beautiful almond eyes held a hint of confusion, as if questioning why he would ask such a thing, as if saying, ‘Aren’t you the same?’
Seeing the confusion on her serene face and the bewilderment in the gray-white eyes of Little Li, he fell silent.
If the Chixiao Sword could speak right now, it would definitely be banging on the table, saying, “Little Li, speak up!”
Before long, the carriage slowly reached the end of Yulong Street, facing the shimmering Longmen Lake.
Every major city at the state level would have a Longmen erected within, to announce the Qianlong List.
As far as the eye could see, a Longmen stood tall on the lake, towering six or seven stories high, pure white and intricately carved with seal script, resembling a structure made of Han white jade.
Li Mo and his fellow disciples from Qingyuan Sect got off the carriage and chose a prime location in a restaurant to watch the list.
“Shopkeeper, there’s not a single person here. It can’t be fully booked, can it?”
“Sorry, guest. A wealthy patron from the East Wilderness has already reserved the entire place,” the shopkeeper shook his head and cupped his hands.
“In business, we value honesty above all.”
Li Mo pondered for a moment.
“Is this restaurant for sale?”
In the system space, there were still four gold mountains; it had originally been five, but one was used for investment three days ago.
There were even more silver notes.
He didn’t even want to count the rare treasures; he had no idea how much they were worth.
A box thudded onto the ground.
“This restaurant is in a prime location, worth its weight in gold. Just the construction alone cost three hundred thousand taels of silver. Young hero, you might be—”
“This isn’t silver.”
“A box of gold? That’s close enough.”
“Silver notes.”
Smack—smack—smack—
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**Chapter 206: What Kind of Sword Hero Are You? The Late Collapse**
A woman in a flowing red dress danced like a peony about to bloom, with glimpses of her legs shimmering beneath.
With her willow-like brows raised, she scanned the crowd, seemingly itching to make a move.
She wasn’t alone; several familiar faces followed behind her.
Hmm?
Shang Wu’s gaze froze.
“Precious disciple?”
“Master.”
Li Mo recognized that tone immediately, though for a moment, he felt a twinge of doubt.
“Master, where did you get the funds for this restaurant?”
“Of course, it was provided by the sect.”
Qian Bufan and Xue Jing also came up the stairs, and Tang Xiaobao greeted Li Mo.
“So it’s you guys,” Shang Wu frowned, looking somewhat disappointed.
Ignoring his slightly annoyed master, Li Mo turned to Qian Changlao and Xue Lao, “Why did you arrive so quickly from Ziyang Prefecture and Yunzhou?”
Xue Jing chuckled, “You two little ones have made such a splash. Our Qingyuan Sect has no roots in Yunzhou, and even though Hengyun Sword City isn’t far, I couldn’t rest easy.”
“We drove the war chariot through the night, burning two whole Xuan crystals just to arrive this morning.”
Qian Bufan seemed a bit pained.
“Now I see.”
Warmth flowed through Li Mo and his fellow disciples, feeling quite touched.
In major matters, the elders were indeed quite reliable.
Though our Qingyuan Sect isn’t as grand as Hengyun Sword City, we have bonds they lack!
“Master, didn’t you say there was another reason?”
Tang Xiaobao looked puzzled, “You mentioned that our Qingyuan Sect hasn’t had such glory in years. With such a shocking display, how could you not be here to show off?”
Smack—
Elder Xue, expressionless, gave Tang Xiaobao a light smack on the head.
The latter covered his head in grievance, thinking, wasn’t that what Master said before we set off?
He still needed to fill in the last piece to be complete, to mature in mind.
Tang Xiaobao felt that the adult world was so complicated.
Li Mo: “…”
Everyone else: “…”
It was hard to be moved once, and now this.
The elders took their seats, and everyone tacitly forgot the earlier awkwardness, the atmosphere becoming harmonious once more.
After sipping some tea, Xue Jing casually remarked, “I originally wanted to send Xiaobao to notify you, but I didn’t expect you to choose such a prime location.”
“I also spent a hefty sum to secure this restaurant.”
Qian Bufan gazed at the shimmering lake, taking in the Longmen, no longer feeling the pinch of money: “A poor family may have a rich road; we have disciples to put on the Qianlong List, we can’t skimp on the display.”
As he spoke, he snorted, “It’s just that the owner of this place isn’t very trustworthy.”
“Exactly!”
Shang Wu nodded, calling for the waiter: “Get your boss over here!”
The waiter scratched his head and ran over to Li Mo, “Boss, she’s calling for you.”
Shang Wu: “?”
Qian Bufan: “”
Why didn’t he take Li Mo as a disciple back then? Was it because the quota for true disciples was full?
Why didn’t he just kick one out?
Just then, a chorus of gasps erupted from the lively lakeside.
Li Mo turned to look, and saw the majestic Longmen emitting streaks of radiant light.
The glow was not blinding; the seal script was still clearly visible, gradually forming a luminous curtain.
Its presence was as striking as the three great suns overhead.
“This is simply beyond what a martial artist could achieve,” Li Mo marveled.
No wonder the vast expanse of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths relied on the news from Yantian Sect.
It was hard not to be convinced by such a spectacle.
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**Chapter 207: The Mad Swordman’s Assassination**
【Qianlong List Rank 85: Zhong Zhenyue.】
【Martial Arts: Observing the Five Senses, practiced a Seven Kill Breaking Array Spear Technique since childhood, achieving perfection at just twenty-two, excelling in battlefield combat.】
【Record: Escaped from the hands of a sixth-grade disaster beast, the Liao Peacock, narrowly defeated a half-step sixth-grade disaster beast, the Purple Scale Bull, and escaped from the hands of the Demoness with help. At the Yunzhou Martial Arts Summit, he comprehended a superior martial art, excelling in direct combat. With diligent mental training, he may one day take over his father’s mantle as the King of the South.】
【Alias: Eight-Armed Young Dragon】
“Zhong Shao Hou’s rank has risen by two places again; it seems he gained a lot from the Martial Arts Summit.”
“I know about his escape from the Demoness.”
“Oh? Did a top five genius from the Qianlong List help him?”
“Don’t you know that on that day, Li Jiansen single-handedly killed eight thousand Rainy Tower assassins with just one sword?”
“Eight thousand?!”
“Even writing a novel wouldn’t dare to include that.”
“Miss Ying also made a move; that demoness was forced to flee in panic after being double-teamed by the two of them!”
“Did you all watch Miss Ying’s lecture at Hengyun Sword City?”
“I did; she truly is as beautiful as a celestial being, unlike anyone from the mortal realm.”
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