Chapter 428
There was another person, exuding a heavy aura of slaughter. He wore a dark golden mask, obscuring his age, but his piercing eyes were too sharp to meet directly.
The old man was the head of the Guozijian, a prestigious academy with students spread far and wide.
The masked figure was the Grand Commander of the Xun Tian Wei, the Sky Patrol.
The three of them represented three powerful factions within the imperial city: officials, nobility, and the Sky Patrol.
“Director Qi, the Jiangshan Sheji Tu has never shown such unusual activity. With your vast knowledge, do you have any insights?”
The voice from beneath the dark golden mask seemed to carry a metallic rasp.
It was said that apart from the current emperor, no one had ever seen the true face of this Grand Commander, only that he possessed profound skills and had once subdued a master of the Xuan.
“It seems like some kind of divine artifact, or perhaps an unparalleled technique has emerged, and the creator is right here in the imperial capital.”
Director Qi appeared intrigued by the matter.
A divine artifact? The imperial capital was no relic; if there were any divine artifacts, they would have revealed themselves long ago.
Clearly, it was the latter.
“The imperial capital is filled with strong warriors, and talents spring up like bamboo shoots after rain. New ideas emerge every day; it shouldn’t be this alarming…”
“What exactly… is this technique?”
The old nobleman in purple robes stared intently at the swirling Jiangshan Sheji Tu, deep in thought.
They were all masters of the Xuan, each having grasped a path of their own.
Even if it were a divine skill, it wouldn’t warrant such a commotion.
But now, the disturbance involved one of the two Jiangshan Sheji Tu of the Dayu dynasty, which changed the nature of the situation.
“Is it possible to locate it?”
“I’m not skilled in the art of divination; that’s the specialty of that old woman from the Yantian Sect.”
“Then I shall seek an audience with His Majesty.”
The voice from beneath the dark golden mask rang out again:
“Should we use the Jiangshan Sheji Tu to find the whereabouts of this technique, and… the creator of the technique?”
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**Chapter 475: The Eight-Nine Profound Arts**
The stars trembled, and the Jiangshan Sheji Tu rolled like waves, resembling a blazing bonfire, exerting an overwhelming pressure that suppressed the entire imperial capital.
That night, many were awakened.
The Jiangshan Sheji Tu represented the Dayu dynasty's dominion over the heavens and the earth, asserting that all under heaven belonged to the emperor.
Yet, in the eyes of certain masters of the Xuan, the tremors of the Jiangshan Sheji Tu clearly carried a hint of unease.
What could this mean?
After tonight, the already unfathomable depths of the imperial capital might stir up some ripples.
And the instigator was currently atop the Biyun Tower.
Li Mo stared blankly at a page of golden scripture on the table.
“Oh no, that commotion just now couldn’t possibly be… because of this, right?”
“This shouldn’t be…”
Li Mo muttered to himself.
He hadn’t even sealed the gilded heavenly book yet; it was merely the secret silver heavenly book. Even in the past, when he had the gilded version, he had never seen such an occurrence.
But everything seemed too coincidental.
Li Mo hurried to the table and picked up the page of golden scripture.
The paper looked like gold leaf but was surprisingly heavy; even the formidable Divine Hammer Little Overlord found it cumbersome to hold.
It boldly bore the title:
**“The Eight-Nine Profound Arts, Part One”**
‘This is the first part of the Eight-Nine Profound Arts, which refines the body. Entering the Dao can lead to an indestructible body through countless tribulations; entering Buddhism can achieve the Bodhi Glazed Golden Body. Many wonders must be forged through trials.’
‘This technique cannot be practiced by ordinary bodies; otherwise, one will face countless tribulations, and many karmic ties will be extinguished, ultimately leading to a deep contemplation of the Dao’s disappearance.’
“No wonder…”
Li Mo suddenly understood why there was such a shocking phenomenon outside.
The emergence of the Eight-Nine Profound Arts made everything fall into place.
This was the method of Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation, and there was an even more mysterious saying… that this technique originated from the Pangu deity…
In various mythological works, the debate over who was stronger between Erlang Shen and Sun Wukong was quite contentious, largely due to this profound art.
“Better put this away for now.”
“Creating such a ruckus, who knows what might happen next.”
Li Mo didn’t rush to comprehend it; he first tucked the page of golden scripture into the system space.
Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he wouldn’t be able to find this thing on him.
Then he lay down fully clothed, not even entering his small world.
Sure enough.
In the middle of the night, he sensed a vast and imposing aura sweeping past the Biyun Tower. The pressure was so intense it was chilling, like an ant standing on a mound of earth, gazing up at humanity.
But the pressure came quickly and left just as fast.
The next morning.
Li Mo woke up as usual, as if nothing had happened, though he hadn’t actually slept all night.
He picked up the golden scripture again and activated his martial arts comprehension, striving to integrate it as quickly as possible.
Instantly, his martial arts comprehension, which had just surpassed two thousand, transformed into one thousand nine hundred fifty-five years.
**[Fifty years of martial arts comprehension successfully infused.]**
**[In the first year, you looked at the words on the golden scripture but could never decipher them. The characters were unusual, seemingly not meant to express a single meaning, yet interconnected with others.]**
**[In the twenty-second year, you seriously summarized your learnings over the years and finally understood the true meaning within.]**
**[In the thirty-eighth year, you realized that this technique requires enduring tribulations to refine oneself; it cannot be achieved through mere closed-door training. You began to meticulously study each type of tribulation.]**
**[In the fiftieth year, you mastered the first method of attracting tribulations to forge an indestructible body.]**
**[The Eight-Nine Profound Arts, entry level achieved.]**
Li Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead; this was even harder to comprehend than swordsmanship.
But there was good news.
The **“Eight-Nine Profound Arts”** could be refined using **“Divine Treasures Refinement,”** at least the first part could.
As for other methods…
Li Mo couldn’t think of any for now.
But where there’s a will, there’s a way; perhaps the investment feedback would provide some.
“For now, I still need to get back to forging…”
Having absorbed too much information at once, Li Mo felt a bit dazed.
He pushed the door open and stepped outside, just as Ying Bing was coming down the stairs. Their eyes met, both looking stunned, like two clueless geese bumping into each other.
Well, Li Mo looked a bit more clueless.
Ying Bing shifted her gaze to the side, her peripheral vision still assessing her classmate, Xiao Li.
“You… didn’t sleep either?”
“Yeah, I was woken up by the noise outside.”
Li Mo yawned, still a bit dazed from the martial arts comprehension:
“If I had known, I would have practiced dual cultivation last night.”
“Um… I want to have breakfast.”
“Sure, I’ll go with you.”
Ying Bing’s expression was neutral, but her heart raced a little.
“!!”
Li Da Chef’s heart also quickened, his body visibly stiffening.
Fortunately, the Ice Queen didn’t intend to cook.
“I want to go in and take a look.”
“It’s fine; you can wait for me in the hall. I’ll be done soon.”
“Take me with you.”
Ying Bing lowered her gaze, gently tugging at Xiao Li’s sleeve.
If you were to say the Ice Queen was cold and domineering, her small hand tugging at your sleeve while she spoke softly left no room for refusal.
If you were to say she was gentle, she didn’t give you a chance to decline.
Xiao Li found himself at a loss.
So, with a heavy heart, he took Ying Bing’s small hand and went with her to the kitchen.
The kitchen was bustling with activity.
“Hmm? That young genius from the Fourth Potential Dragon is here again?”
“How strange, they say gentlemen keep their distance from the kitchen, yet he runs here every day. What’s he after?”
“Could it be a hobby? His ingredients are rare in the imperial capital…”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen a Potential Dragon prodigy who enjoys cooking…”
In front of the kitchen, Li Mo peeked in.
Soon, the busy chefs and assistants fell silent, with one cook even mistaking vinegar for soy sauce without realizing it.
This couldn’t be blamed on him.
Because the kitchen, filled with the aroma of cooking, had welcomed a celestial being who seemed untouched by the mundane world.
Li Mo ignored them and walked over to the cooking utensils he had purchased, taking out the ingredients for breakfast.
With a clatter—
Ying Bing remained silent, quietly watching from the side.
Watching the young man organize the ingredients.
Then watching him heat the oil in the pan.
The flames leaped, casting a warm glow on the young man’s face, and Ying Bing suddenly felt that calling him a boy didn’t quite fit anymore.
The memory of his once frustrated face was transformed by the firelight.
In its place were increasingly defined facial features.
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**Chapter 476: The Sword Furnace, the Divine Craftsman**
“Hey? Where’s my ginger?”
Li Da Chef plated the stir-fried potato shreds, preparing to make ginger-spiced snake, only to find there wasn’t a single piece of ginger left.
Ying Bing snapped back to reality from her reverie, and after a moment of silence, pointed at the plate of potato shreds.
“It’s right there.”
“…”
Li Mo thought to himself, no wonder those two potatoes could be stir-fried into such a large plate.
It turned out to be potato shreds stir-fried with ginger shreds.
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