The sky was shrouded in dark clouds, twisted into a mountain-like form by an invisible hand, within which surged colorful bolts of lightning, embodying pure destruction.
Just by looking, even those at the Sixth Realm, despite having condensed their法体 (fa ti, "law body"), felt their scalps tingle with fear.
There was no escape, no way to resist.
“What kind of calamity is this?”
Someone asked in terror, but no one could provide an answer.
They had scoured ancient texts and had never encountered a heavenly tribulation like this.
Before Qingyuan.
Ying Bing slightly raised her face, gazing at the azure sky above, as if locking eyes with some unseen presence. Her gentle tone carried an unwavering resolve:
“This heavenly tribulation goes against the will of heaven.”
As her words fell, invisible chains suddenly emerged from the void, pulling at the mountain of dark clouds and siphoning away its power.
“This heavenly tribulation is weakening…”
Li Mo sensed that what appeared terrifying was not as insurmountable as it seemed.
With great effort comes miraculous results; that’s when one truly loses!
Exhaling a breath of stale air, the inner world behind him materialized, and his figure grew taller inch by inch.
The hammer, which Li Mo had gripped tightly, also surged in size, as if it had invoked the法天象地 (fa tian xiang di, "law of heaven and earth").
Li Mo raised the hammer towards the sky, as if to split heaven and earth apart.
“Smash it for me!”
The air seemed to be sucked away in an instant, and what everyone saw last was the hammer colliding with the mountain peak.
The latter first froze, then was violently sent flying.
Like a massive cannonball, it exploded into a cloud of mist in mid-air.
Bang—
The Fourth Sun had vanished without a trace.
Three suns cast their light anew, golden rays cascading down through the layers of clouds.
**Chapter 673: Hands-On Teaching!**
With one strike, Li Mo delivered a home run against the oppressive dark clouds, waves of exhaustion washing over him. Yet beneath his tattered clothes, his skin shimmered with the light of the tribulation.
Clang—
The hammer transformed from a large hammer back into a small one, its mysterious patterns extinguished, now resembling the simplest of forging hammers, yet exuding an aura that was startling.
It quietly awaited its new name from its master after rebirth.
“A sword forged over ten years, the frost blade has yet to be tested.”
Li Mo gripped the hammer, a surge of pride swelling within him:
“You are the Hammer Treasure, and I am the Sword Master. We are the closest of partners, so from now on, your nickname shall be ‘Treasure Sword.’”
‘Huh?’
The Hammer Treasure’s spirit had noticeably increased, but it was still just a hammer, unable to comprehend why it had a nickname that included the word ‘sword.’
However, seeing its master so serious, it felt valued.
So, the Hammer Treasure happily vibrated twice, accepting its new name.
“Alright, your grand name shall be ‘Pan Jie Ru Yi Hammer.’”
Li Mo casually bestowed a grand name upon the Hammer Treasure before turning and stepping into the main hall with his head held high.
“Is it finally over?”
“Thank goodness, thank goodness.”
As Li Mo entered the grand hall, everyone noticed not only did he wield a fearsome hammer, but his own aura had deepened significantly.
He looked invigorated, striding with the confidence of a dragon or tiger, his body and inner world seemingly brimming with boundless power.
“Brother, let me take a look at your Hammer Treasure.”
Du Wufeng was the first to approach, having been eagerly waiting.
“?”
Li Mo found the comment a bit strange, but he realized it was his own issue, not Du Wufeng’s.
So, he handed over the Hammer Treasure.
Buzz—
“Whoa…”
Du Wufeng nearly collapsed under the immense weight of the Sixth Realm法体 (fa ti) as he struggled to steady himself, his face turning red.
Li Mo slapped his forehead, reminding him, “It’s a bit shy; try calling it by its nickname, Du Lao.”
“Didn’t I just call it?”
“That was its old name; now it’s called Treasure Sword.”
“?”
Upon hearing this, a small question mark appeared over Du Wufeng’s head, but he still softly called out as Li Mo suggested.
Once called by its nickname, the Hammer Treasure lightened up, no longer feeling so heavy.
Turning to the crowd, who looked oddly at him, holding back a torrent of words, Li Mo cleared his throat:
“You all saw it; it’s the Hammer Treasure that likes being called that.”
After all, I’m a Sword Master; having a Treasure Sword is quite reasonable, right?
“From now on, no disciple of Sword City is allowed to duel with Li Shaoxia.”
Elder Xu’s lips twitched as he turned to remind his fellow disciples.
The swordsmen nodded vigorously, thinking to themselves, who knows what kind of treasure Li Shaoxia might pull out? If that hammer smacks them in the face, who would they complain to? Their great-grandmother?
“What was it like facing that heavenly tribulation just now?”
The elders of Qingyuan Sect examined his body and, finding no major issues, inquired about the details of his tribulation experience.
Whether internal or external, such experiences were invaluable to them.
Li Mo answered one by one, and after listening intently, their expressions revealed a sense of awe. They remarked that the waves of the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, but this new wave was too fast and fierce.
If they weren’t careful, these elders would be left behind.
“That first few heavenly tribulations were truly perilous; if it were me, I fear I wouldn’t even withstand the first one.”
“The last heavenly tribulation looked the most terrifying, yet it turned out to be a paper tiger.”
Li Mo chuckled silently as he listened to the elders discuss.
Only he, who faced the heavenly tribulation directly, knew that the weakening of the last tribulation had its reasons; it was influenced by an unseen will, causing it to diminish before it fell.
Was it the heavens?
But the heavenly tribulation was born from the will of heaven itself; if so, why would it weaken itself? Isn’t that contradictory?
Li Mo couldn’t make sense of it. After searching for a while, he realized Ying Bing was not present.
For some reason, he felt that it might have something to do with her.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, everyone dispersed. Li Mo stepped out of the grand hall, only to be called by King Zhen Nan.
“Li Mo, I’ll probably be heading back to the imperial capital tomorrow.”
“Aren’t you waiting for the imperial edict to be filled out…”
“I must be in the imperial capital now; you should also make your plans early. It’s better to be early than late.”
Zhong Qin patted his shoulder.
Li Mo nodded. He was also curious why Ying Bing had been hiding the imperial edict, whether she had filled it out without telling him or was still undecided.
Once Li Mo left, Zhong Zhenyue gazed towards Qingyuan, the evening breeze seemingly blowing through the tombs of the Great Shang, and he couldn’t help but sigh.
At its peak, the Great Shang rivaled the Great Yu, yet now, even the last traces of its existence had faded into silence with time.
Where would the future of the Yu Dynasty lead?
Meanwhile, Li Mo rode the cloud back to Qiushui Pavilion.
Before he even entered, he saw smoke rising in the distance, the evening wind rustling the banyan trees.
It seemed his parents had gone down the mountain for errands and were not in the pavilion. Under the tree, only Ying Bing was there, brewing tea and waiting for him. Upon hearing his footsteps, her tense expression relaxed imperceptibly.
“Have you been home all day?”
“Down below Qingyuan, I repaired the cycle of life and death formation and spoke with an old acquaintance I didn’t want to see. You went to Shenbing Peak to forge weapons today; how did the Hammer Treasure fare?”
Ying Bing asked softly and quietly.
After asking, she emphasized:
“It’s Xiao Yue who’s worried; the Hammer Treasure is her best friend.”
“Tell Xiao Yue that the Hammer Treasure is doing great, incredibly powerful, even learned法天象地 (fa tian xiang di). I’ll show it to you later.”
Li Mo, the gentleman, readily agreed to showcase the Hammer Treasure.
“I’m a bit curious…”
Ying Bing began but abruptly stopped, her fair ears turning slightly red:
“I meant the standard Dao weapons, not…”
She glanced at Li Mo, her gaze slightly shifting, “Not the Hammer Treasure that can法天象地 (fa tian xiang di).”
“But the Hammer Treasure really can法天象地 (fa tian xiang di); otherwise, which Hammer Treasure are you curious about?”
Li Mo feigned confusion, as if he didn’t understand what Ying Bing was saying.
You see, all the effort spent on letting the Hammer Treasure advance was indeed worthwhile.
Li Mo felt completely justified.
“Of course…”
Ying Bing narrowed her beautiful eyes, realizing she had been led in circles by Li Mo.
Can a Hammer Treasure that can法天象地 (fa tian xiang di) be seen?
After all, when the Hammer Treasure could法天象地 (fa tian xiang di), it was when Li Mo was enjoying good food…
Narrowing her beautiful eyes, she stood up and said softly, “You must be very tired today. Wait here obediently; I’ll make you dinner.”
A celestial being, cool and aloof, saying she would cook for you.
This was probably a dream many wouldn’t even dare to dream of.
But Li Mo, in the sweltering summer heat, was drenched in sweat.
“Let me do it!”
“You just rest.”
Seeing Ying Bing resolutely walk into the kitchen, Li Mo thought to himself that this wouldn’t do, and hurriedly followed her in.
Ying Bing picked up a kitchen knife and cleaved the pig’s head in two, as if doing so would calm the restlessness in her heart, making her as cold as the butcher’s knife…