Chapter 456
At this moment, Bing Tuozi paused with her bamboo chopsticks, casting a fleeting glance at Li Mo.
Li Mo declared earnestly, “Of course, it’s the Divine Hammer Little Overlord. If the Prosperous Wife Fighting Spirit is to be kept, then let it be.”
“Oh, oh, oh, so you want to keep the Prosperous Wife Fighting Spirit, huh?”
“Heh, are you really living up to your hammering talent with that attitude?”
The crowd erupted in laughter, secretly giving Li Mo a thumbs-up, thinking that if he were to embody the Prosperous Wife Fighting Spirit, his talent in this area seemed no less than his hammering skills.
Everyone was in high spirits.
Except for the Hammer Treasure, which was causing a ruckus in the small world.
Bing Tuozi’s eyes sparkled with a hint of delight, and then she asked, “With the Divine Sword of Heaven in hand, how are you progressing?”
Li Mo pondered for a moment and replied, “About twenty to thirty percent, I guess.”
“Hmm, as long as you reach ten to twelve percent, then... hmm?”
Bing Tuozi snapped back to reality, her clear gaze fixed intently, tilting her head slightly.
The usually aloof Bing Tuozi now appeared a bit... dazed?
“Du Shao?” Bai Jinghong’s eyes widened.
If they couldn’t match Li Mo in other areas, now even in swordsmanship?
How long had it been since Li Mo acquired the Divine Sword of Heaven?
They couldn’t accept it!
Li Mo rubbed his temples and said, “I’ve finished learning the sword of the chivalrous man, but the scholar’s sword for governing the world is much harder for me.”
“????”
“I really have finished it.”
Ying Bing nodded gently. The fact that he could access the scholar’s sword indicated that Li Mo had indeed grasped about thirty percent of the sword intent from the Divine Sword of Heaven.
“Come to my room later.”
“Sure.”
Li Mo couldn’t help but smile as he quickly finished his meal.
Then, Little Li led his teacher, Bing Tuozi, upstairs.
Leaving everyone speechless, could it be that his swordsmanship talent was truly beyond imagination?
He couldn’t have really become that good, could he?
While everyone was lost in thought, a respectful greeting suddenly came from the entrance of Bu Yun Tower, sounding like “Greetings, Master Du, greetings, Young Manor Lord.”
Master Du had come today to advise Little Li against straying from the right path, and Xie Xuan followed him, nodding slightly to the crowd before noticing the few people seated at the table.
“Where’s Li Mo?” he asked.
Seeing the dishes on the table, Xie Xuan immediately recognized it as the work of Chef Li.
“He went to learn swordsmanship from Sister Bing,” Princess Xiao Jiang replied.
“Indeed, his obsession runs deep; this is no longer just a hobby.”
Master Du sighed.
“Miss Ying, you’re indulging him too much.”
“If Li Mo is learning from her, it won’t be...”
Xie Xuan was quite aware of the Divine Hammer Little Overlord’s swordsmanship.
“Brother Xie, you’re mistaken,” Huang Donglai shook his head.
“Miss Ying isn’t indulging him?”
Xie Xuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said, “Fairy Han’s approach is brilliant! Teaching him through swordplay will help him realize he shouldn’t keep playing around with swords, right?”
“Uh, what I meant was, your second statement is incorrect. Miss Ying is preparing to teach him the sword that guides the heavenly tribulation, what’s it called... Divine Sky Dispelling Demon?”
“?”
Xie Xuan was taken aback, noticing that Du Wufeng looked somewhat confused. He quickly added, “That sword would probably take me three to five years to learn, and I still might not master it.”
“????”
Du Wufeng leaned back slightly, then quickly ascended the stairs.
It was rare for Old Du to be so serious, almost like he was wearing a life coach halo, ready to rescue a lost lamb.
“This time, I can’t be confused again!”
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Chapter 509: Charging Without Reporting, Intent Precedes Action
The rooms for the top three of Qianlong were larger, and so was the space of the sword arena.
Ying Bing had just opened the door to the sword arena, took out the Taibai Sword, and put away the smile in her eyes. The seriousness of the Master of the Gui Palace regarding martial arts enveloped her in an aura of divine truth.
Facing the brisk spring breeze, she suddenly recalled the days of teaching disciples in the Gui Palace.
Had she been too strict back then?
Would a gentler approach have worked better...
Just as she was about to turn back, she suddenly stiffened, realizing that someone was behind her, their chest pressed against her back, and their hand had a mind of its own resting on her waist.
The entire movement flowed like water, seamless and natural.
The Master of the Gui Palace, Bing Tuozi, found herself inexplicably embraced from behind.
“Aren’t we learning swordsmanship?”
“Maybe... I just want to recharge for a bit?”
Li Mo was now recharging without even reporting it.
Because he hadn’t even realized it himself.
Imagine, the morning light was just right, the spring breeze gentle, and the beautiful skirts of the world fluttered, leaving behind a somewhat lonely silhouette.
Who could resist that?
Little Li didn’t even need to ask himself if he could handle it; did he really need to?
“.....”
Ying Bing slightly lowered her eyes, pursing her lips without moving.
Being held in his arms felt warm, and she could faintly hear the sound of a heartbeat, unsure if it was hers or his... She maintained a blank expression, thinking about how to teach him later, but couldn’t help but let her mind wander.
Is this... gentle guidance?
If that counts, then during dual cultivation, would wearing those strange socks count too?
After all, when she used her divine form, especially in the Zhuque and Wang Kongque forms, Little Li’s soul fluctuations indeed increased significantly...
As the palace master pondered, she suddenly shivered lightly, retracting her neck. The stern facade she had put on crumbled in an instant.
“Li Mo, didn’t your hammer turn into the Taibai Sword?”
Ying Bing held the Taibai Sword and asked.
“Yeah, isn’t it in your hand now?”
“Then this...”
“It’s Hammer Treasure!”
“......”
Bing Tuozi’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, wanting to believe his nonsense, but the Pankong Meteor Hammer shouldn’t be able to partially alter the laws of heaven and earth.
“We’ll be learning swordsmanship later, so put the hammer away for now.”
“The Hammer Treasure is quite clingy; it’ll cause a ruckus again later.”
The Divine Hammer Little Overlord seemed serious, but inside, he was a bundle of nerves.
Some things move faster than thoughts; it’s not just a matter of wanting or not wanting.
“..... Then I’ll first teach you the essentials of the Divine Sky Dispelling Demon technique.”
Ying Bing didn’t want him to speak anymore because when he did, his breath made her ears feel like little bugs were crawling on them.
“This sword has been modified by me, with subtle differences.”
“Intent precedes action; when there’s no ‘self’ in your intent to replace the heavens, you still need to achieve this, but afterward, you must guide the heavenly mechanism with your own intent.”
“The original Divine Sky Dispelling Demon was a sword of selflessness, completely in tune with the heavenly forces. After modification, it requires you to guide the heavenly will with your own intent...”
“What does ‘intent precedes action’ mean?”
Little Li was quite serious about learning.
If he didn’t take it seriously, Bing Tuozi might not be willing to let him hold her for teaching next time.
Just a few more tiny details!
Bing Tuozi softly explained to him, “Intent precedes action means that before your thoughts settle, your body should be able to respond optimally. This is the key to the Divine Sky Heart Sword.”
“I should learn this pretty quickly.”
Li Mo nodded confidently, his gaze dropping to her delicate collarbone.
Just as they were speaking, a knock came from outside. Du Wufeng and Xie Xuan had found the room of the third place in Qianlong and were knocking on the door.
The two of them, one a master craftsman who had forged swords all his life, and the other a lifelong student of swordsmanship, exchanged glances, both sensing the confusion in each other’s eyes.
“Master Du, it seems there’s no fluctuation of sword energy or intent inside.”
“I didn’t feel anything either.”
How was Fairy Han teaching swordsmanship? It was quite strange.
Ultimately, to prevent the Divine Hammer Little Overlord from going astray, Xie Xuan, under Du Wufeng’s silent urging, knocked on the door.
“Hmm? Old Du, Brother Xie, what brings you here?”
Li Mo poked his head out from behind the door, looking puzzled and a bit displeased at the two of them.
Xie Xuan cleared his throat, “I hope we’re not interrupting you, Brother Li.”
“A little. I was completely absorbed in my studies and couldn’t pull myself away.”
Du Wufeng sighed inwardly, wondering how Little Li could be both inexperienced and eager to learn.
Xie Xuan, known as the sword fanatic, wasn’t quite at that level, was he?
Though it was a bit sudden, Li Mo still invited the two of them in.
“Brother Li, weren’t you completely absorbed? Why don’t you have a sword in hand?”
Xie Xuan asked, sitting down with a slightly odd expression.
“I have no sword in hand, but I have a sword in my heart.”
“But how can you learn that way?”
“Ha ha.”
“?”
Xie Xuan felt a hint of pity in Little Li’s gaze, which was rather impolite.
It was the first time he had discussed swordsmanship with someone and been looked at like that.
“Master Du, you’re here to...”
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