Chapter 491
Like stepping on the right foot with the left, his body underwent a rapid transformation, traversing a path that would take an ordinary person over a decade to complete.
All the accumulation of this time converged at this moment.
His physique surged toward an entirely new level.
Behind him, the divine intent of the Great Sage manifested, igniting alongside the Fallen Star Flame.
Li Mo heard a roaring sound resonating through his bones, the flow of his vital energy like the thunderous rush of a river.
The Eight-Nine Profound Art.
Everything fell into place, reaching a brand new realm.
The light of the Fallen Star Flame gradually dimmed, shrinking from a previous tumultuous tide to a slightly dull ember.
“Du Shengrang...”
Li Mo opened his eyes after a moment of adjusting his breath, realizing the ember before him.
This Fallen Star Flame, nurtured for a long time in the sword furnace, had been fine for forging weapons, but when he used it to temper his body, it consumed most of its fiery essence.
“No worries, the sword is good, and the youth is good too.”
Du Shengrang was admiring the newly forged long sword, giving it a gentle shake, and the sword energy immediately surged forth.
Then he looked at Li Mo, his old eyes filled with even greater satisfaction.
“The sword has become a profound weapon, and your physique is comparable to that of a profound weapon.”
Tian Shengrang clicked his tongue in amazement.
They had seen many profound weapons.
But a physique that could rival a profound weapon was a rare sight.
Excluding the sixth realm experts who possessed their own law bodies, embodying the might of heaven and earth in every move, it was likely that beneath the sixth realm, no one could surpass this young man in terms of physical strength.
“Thanks to Old Du’s Fallen Star Flame.”
Li Mo felt a bit uncomfortable under their gaze: “I have some rare herbs and treasures that should help nourish the fire essence.”
“Then keep them for yourself,” Du Wufeng waved his hand.
“Hmm? What would I do with those...?” Li Mo was puzzled.
Tian Shengrang shot a questioning glance at Du Wufeng, as if he understood his meaning.
“From now on, this Fallen Star Flame will be entrusted to you. You have a kind of fire within you, but it’s suited for killing, not for forging weapons.”
Du Wufeng said leisurely, “Coincidentally, the Fallen Star Flame pairs perfectly with the Panjie Meteor Hammer.”
“You’re giving it to me? Then what will you use?”
Li Mo was momentarily taken aback.
“Hmph, I have more than one ember; you don’t need to worry about me.”
Du Wufeng paused for a moment:
“Besides, this fire was originally meant for reforging the Celestial God Sword; I won’t be needing it anymore.”
With that, he severed his connection to the Fallen Star Flame.
Li Mo immediately felt that the ember in his dantian had become a free entity. He hadn’t expected Old Du to be so straightforward.
“Old Du, I have some rare ores...”
“Not needed, not needed. I can’t count how many people are eager to bring me gifts.”
“What about this mountain of gold...”
“Why would I need so much money? Tsk, do you think I’ve been idling away all these years? It’s better to have you come over and cook a meal every day.”
Du Wufeng was impervious to flattery, refusing all offers of gratitude.
But young Li Mo always found a way to turn things around:
“How about this? You’ve helped me a lot, and you have no descendants. If you don’t mind, by the heavens above and the earth below!”
“Let’s become sworn brothers of a different surname!”
Tian Shengrang: “?”
What kind of brain do you have? You must have had a stroke if you thought of that!
Old Du’s status in the sword manor was quite high, nominally above both him and Master Xie.
“Hey, this is interesting. You’re quite the handsome lad; I wouldn’t be at a loss. Alright, alright.”
Du Wufeng’s eyes lit up, clapping his hands and pulling Li Mo into a brotherly embrace, ready to burn yellow paper and make vows.
Tian Shengrang: “????”
What about the others in the sword manor? What will they call Li Mo? Uncle?!
No one would agree to this without a good fifty years of brain fog, would they??
But if it’s Du Wufeng...
He just might.
Moments later, Du Wufeng stood on the mountain, waving goodbye to young Li:
“Li Laodi, take care! Come play at the sword furnace anytime!”
Watching the carriage leave, Tian Shengrang slowly said, “You really plan to let young Li reforged the Celestial God Sword?”
“What’s wrong with that? I’m getting old; do you expect me to go back to the Celestial City?”
Du Wufeng chuckled.
“But he just forged a profound weapon; isn’t that a bit...”
“Things are in the hands of people. Young folks can always pull off unexpected feats. Don’t forget, he may seem humble, but he’s at the top of the Hidden Dragon List, and the one from the Sword Tomb has given his approval.”
Tian Shengrang fell silent.
After a while, Du Wufeng spoke seriously again:
“By the way, stop calling him ‘young Li’—it’s too informal. From now on, call him ‘Uncle Li.’”
“Get lost.”
...
On the other side.
The lingering sound of the qin wrapped around the air, allowing the world to slowly regain its original colors.
Ying Bing, in her past life, had owed a favor to the Penglai Star Sect while searching for the overseas return, so she agreed to their request for an exchange of musical knowledge.
“The flow of my true essence has quickened...”
“Is she playing ‘Phoenix Seeking Phoenix’? It sounds a bit different from the score in the sect; did she just make some changes?”
“Master, how skilled is she?”
“Disciple, what level am I to evaluate her?”
“Her swordsmanship is already unfathomable; how can her musical talent be so extraordinary...?”
The members of the Penglai Sect were stunned, especially when they saw their master stepping forward to seek guidance.
They had intended to subtly showcase the depth of the Penglai Star Sect to Ying Bing, hoping she would take on a nominal role there.
Now their leading elder seemed to have thoughts of going to Qingyuan Sect.
Is there really no one in this world who can impress her?
...
At midnight.
On the roof of the Biyun Tower.
“Bing Tuozi, time to recharge.”
In the room, Li Mo said earnestly.
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Chapter 552: The Monkey Steals the Peach!
In the small world.
The night was deep and tranquil, with clouds and mist flowing around the mountains, obscuring the view below. Unfortunately, the silence made it feel a bit lifeless.
A stone monkey statue stood in the dojo, silently watching the mist flow.
Out of nowhere, a gourd flew in, and the ‘statue’ suddenly moved, reaching out to grab the gourd, pulling out the cork and sniffing the aroma of the wine, its eyes gradually becoming animated.
“Shall I have a little before we start?”
A young man appeared in the Yin-Yang dojo, beaming with a basket of fruits in hand.
The stone monkey remained silent.
Li Mo grinned and sat down beside it.
“I ran into an old lady selling fruit on the way. She hadn’t sold out by this late hour, so I bought everything. Who does she think I am, that I can’t finish it?”
“Once I beat you, I’ll take you to her peach orchard for a stroll.”
“Hey, drink slowly. If you get too drunk, who knows who’ll win or lose.”
“Hehe.”
A sudden voice rang out.
Li Mo was taken aback: “So you can talk?”
Previously, the projection of the divine intent had been devoid of emotion, driven only by combat instinct.
Plus, since the monkey had never responded to his occasional mutterings, he had subconsciously assumed it couldn’t speak either.
The wine gourd was tossed back into its embrace, accompanied by the sound of peeling, and the tone from earlier:
“Your physical training is decent, but your divine aspect still needs work. Fifty moves, and I’ll let you pass.”
“Was it always like this from the start?”
Li Mo suddenly understood.
The corners of the monkey’s mouth curled slightly.
It seemed amused to discover that this kid’s goal all along had been to defeat it.
“Come on!”
Li Mo flipped his hand, wielding both divine weapons: the Hammer of Treasures and the Celestial God Sword.
After advancing in the Eight-Nine Profound Art, he could now wield the Hammer of Treasures without using the power of the world.
The Celestial God Sword was also within reach due to his own swordsmanship meeting the standard, so neither of these counted as using external force.
The wind howled as the hammer swung, establishing order and opening paths.
His figure rose a few inches, a sign of the profound art in motion, as the power unleashed from his dragon-like vital energy was enough to tear apart the inner landscape. The profound art not only strengthened the body but, once familiarized, could fully mobilize every inch of the flesh.
Thus, while it seemed that Li Mo’s strength had only increased by fifty percent, in reality, the force of this strike was several times stronger than before.
Clang—
That seemingly immovable stabilizing needle showed a barely perceptible tremor.
Of course, this was because the Great Sage’s power was restricted to the same realm.
Young Li Mo could no longer be measured by the common sense of the Observing God Realm.
“It’s effective!”
Li Mo steadied himself, feeling a flicker of joy in his heart.
The Ice Tuozi said to fully leverage his physical strengths.
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