Chapter 230
In the end, it’s not impossible for all that remains to be money...
“Before heading to the Southern Wilderness, you must grasp the art of the Seventy-Two Transformations.”
“Otherwise, walking around in the Southern Wilderness with a human form will be too conspicuous.”
“I’ve pretty much understood the methods of the Seventy-Two Transformations...”
As he pondered, the fragrant aroma of bone broth simmering with purifying flames wafted through the air.
Upon learning that Li Mo wouldn’t be returning to Qingyuan Sect with them, everyone felt a deep sense of reluctance, each shedding tears as they devoured three large bowls of food.
“Xiao Mo, the Southern Wilderness is lush with vegetation. I have a herbal compendium for you; keep it safe. When you encounter herbs, make sure to distinguish them carefully.”
Old Xue’s gaze was complex, filled with the bittersweet feeling of watching a child grow up and prepare for a long journey.
“Why are there fungi in here...”
Li Mo casually flipped through the pages.
Tang Xiaobao chuckled, “Junior Brother, do you think Master’s external alchemy was inspired by what happened that day when we had mushroom soup at Dan Ding Peak? I was so eager to taste it that I brought it out before it was fully cooked.”
Li Mo: “...”
Thinking about it, Ice Block’s cooking skills didn’t seem so hard to accept after all.
“Poverty at home, wealth on the road, I’ll give you some... never mind, you’re far richer than I am.”
Elder Qian paused mid-sentence, and with his vast experience, he quickly found something more valuable to impart:
“Let me teach you a phrase in the language of the demon clan; it can be used to greet demon beasts.”
“I’m all ears.”
Li Mo became serious; sometimes knowledge is the most precious thing.
A single phrase could spark a bloody battle, like “What are you looking at?”
Of course, a friendly phrase could also resolve a troublesome situation.
Qian Bufan said, “Qiu Ba Bi Mu Nie Niu.”
“...?”
Li Mo couldn’t detect any friendly undertones in that, perhaps because it wasn’t human language.
“This was taught to me by a friend from the demon clan, don’t worry.”
“Got it.”
Li Mo nodded, committing it to memory.
By the way...
Why wasn’t Master speaking?
Li Mo glanced sideways and saw his beautiful Master, her almond-shaped eyes reddened, her lips pursed. When she noticed her precious disciple looking over, she quickly wiped her eyes.
“Master... are you crying?”
“No.”
Li Mo sighed, realizing that despite her seemingly carefree demeanor, his Master was still deeply emotional:
“It’s not like we’re parting for life and death. I won’t be gone long; you need to be strong, Master.”
“Once you leave, how am I supposed to live?”
Shang Wu ultimately couldn’t hold back, her expression turning a bit pitiful:
“Autumn Water Pavilion will be left with just me, a lonely beauty. I’ll have to resort to scamming for food and drink, and if I’m disliked, I might even get beaten...”
“...”
Everyone recoiled, drenched in sweat.
Do you even hear what you’re saying, Miss?
Suddenly, Li Mo felt a pang of reluctance to leave.
Without Xiao Li around, the fighting king of Qingyuan Sect would re-emerge... yikes!
Li Mo: “...”
Ever since his beautiful Master failed to break through his indestructible body with a single punch last time, it seemed she sensed that her precious disciple was growing stronger, and soon she might not be able to keep up.
So, she switched tactics, employing the “cutesy” strategy...
Li Mo sighed helplessly and took out most of the remaining fine wine:
“Master, hold on a little longer; I’ll be back soon.”
Shang Wu’s mood brightened: “A little later is fine.”
“Junior Brother, I have some art books for you; take them along to read on the way...” Ouyang also offered his good wishes.
Princess Jiang was the most reluctant of all, sending two autumn outfits and two winter ones.
Li Da Ge used his head-patting technique to comfort her for a long time.
“Next time, I’ll call upon the Heavenly Ancestor in my dreams and request to visit your cave abode, and we’ll be able to meet!”
“Mm!”
Jiang Chulong nodded, biting her lip.
Moments later, Li Mo stood at the entrance of the tavern, watching the war chariot disappear into the distance, letting out a long sigh.
“They’re all gone, all gone...”
“It’s just me left now...”
Little Li was feeling sentimental.
But suddenly, he felt as if he had forgotten something important.
A few seconds later, he realized what it was.
Mu Rongxiao: “...”
His buddy was still sitting there, covered in dust, like a true statue of a Buddha.
So it wasn’t just him who forgot; everyone had overlooked him.
“Oi, he hasn’t gotten on the chariot yet!”
Little Li rushed out.
...
Moments later, he returned with a helpless expression. After that little commotion, the sorrow in his heart had faded considerably.
The Bu Yun Lu was not meant for long-distance travel; it was better suited for quick maneuvers.
Chasing after a warship was utterly ridiculous.
“Brother Mu Rong, it seems you’ll have to continue your visit to the Southern Wilderness.”
Li Mo patted his shoulder.
Mu Rongxiao had awakened his bloodline and was already at the Xuan Dan realm; his progress was nothing short of impressive.
Who knows if there’s a reason why Mu Rongxiao is so suited for Buddhist techniques...
But with this level of strength, going to the Southern Wilderness was still somewhat dangerous.
Moreover, Li Mo wasn’t sure if they were on the same path.
Suddenly—
A book fell from Mu Rongxiao’s arms.
“Diary.”
“Who writes a diary these days...”
Little Li didn’t have the habit of prying into others’ privacy.
But the Southern Wilderness was vast, and he didn’t even know where Mu Rongxiao intended to go.
“Brother Mu Rong, if you don’t speak, I’ll take it as your agreement.”
Li Mo sought his opinion.
Mu Rongxiao: “.....”
It seemed he had no objections.
So Little Li opened the diary to the first page:
【I now know where my weakness lies. I have been challenging myself for several days and can begin preparing to break through to the Xuan Dan realm.】
【Brother Li is already a prodigy on the Potential Dragon List, while I am still stagnating in the Inner Breath realm. How can I ever repay him?】
【To catch up to Brother Li’s shadow and break through to Xuan Dan, starting today, I will abstain!】
The determination in those words was palpable!
“Brother Mu Rong, oh Brother Mu Rong.”
Li Mo couldn’t help but chuckle, then flipped to the next page:
【Day one of abstaining: It feels really good.】
Flipping another page, it still read:
【Day one of abstaining: I must hold on this time; it’s all Ouyang’s fault for having such enticing art books.】
Flipping again...
【Day one of abstaining: If I don’t succeed, I’ll perish!】
The fourth and fifth pages contained the same content.
Li Mo: “.....”
How exactly do you plan to break through to Xuan Dan?
Brother Mu Rong, can’t you at least take a day off?
Just then, Mu Rongxiao’s eyelids twitched.
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Chapter 247: The Seventy-Two Transformations, the Transformation of the Ming Jiao!
“So this is a diary of abstinence.”
Li Mo had flipped through most of the diary but hadn’t found anything substantial.
Just as he shook his head, preparing to return the diary, he received a notification:
【Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested in ‘Mu Rongxiao’, helping him awaken early.】
【Investment feedback: Ming Jiao Essence Blood.】
【Ming Jiao Essence Blood】: “The heart’s essence blood of a fifth-grade Ming Jiao, it can assist in cultivation and strengthen the body, but it contains violent demon nature, so caution is advised.”
“Awakened?”
Little Li was momentarily stunned.
Looking up, he saw Mu Rongxiao still with his eyes tightly shut, resembling a lifeless Buddha statue.
Well, at first glance, he certainly didn’t seem awake.
If one ignored the beads of sweat rolling down his forehead...
“Ah, forget it, I won’t read this diary anymore.”
“I’ll wait until Brother Mu Rong wakes up to ask him.”
Li Mo discreetly tucked the diary back into his embrace.
Then, shaking his head, he walked to the backyard.
“Phew...”
The Buddha statue let out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief.
...
“Brother Mu Rong will probably take a little longer.”
In the backyard, Li Mo didn’t waste a moment.
He took out the “Wukong Seeks the Way” scroll, sinking his consciousness into it, quietly observing.
Within his dantian, the stone monkey divine pattern on the little figure flickered, allowing his consciousness to connect with the divine observation scroll, and the myriad divine rhythms surged into his mind, all the techniques passed down within this scroll.
“Understanding all of this at once is still a bit challenging.”
One technique after another flashed through his mind.
Li Mo still felt that there was a vast amount of content he couldn’t comprehend.
He truly wondered what it would be like when this scroll was fully realized into the form of the Great Dao...
The Great Dao form requires the Golden Transformation Seal.
But when it came to the Golden Transformation Seal...
“Focus, observing the divine intent requires concentration.”
Li Mo took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
However...
Moments later.
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