“How much is a little bit?”
The white-haired young man and the crane-haired old man looked at each other, unable to help but laugh.
It was well known that swordsmen were all showmen.
Living in the martial world meant being free and easy, and they often spent thousands of gold pieces on a whim.
From the elders to the disciples, everyone had a lavish lifestyle.
As a swordsmen sect, lacking other outputs like refining weapons or armor, the Hengyun Sword City couldn’t be considered wealthy.
But this was only in comparison to the powerhouses of the same level.
Even if Li Mo brought over the treasury of the Qingyuan Sect, it wouldn’t mean much to them.
The Sword City owed Li Mo a favor, and since the divine skill he comprehended wasn’t a sword technique, they couldn’t make things difficult for him.
Li Mo cleared his throat and said,
“Two seniors, esteemed for your dharma body and resolute sword bone, naturally view money as worthless.”
“The first plan is mainly to express my intentions, just a token gesture.”
He knew how to flatter the old men.
The white-haired young man puffed out his chest: “That’s right. How could we sword cultivators care about gold and silver?”
This young man was a showman.
Sword cultivators love interacting with showmen.
The crane-haired old man stroked his beard and asked with a smile, “In your opinion, how much gold and silver would be reasonable for observing a sword mark once?”
Li Mo gestured with his fingers again.
“Two thousand taels of gold?”
Li Mo shook his head.
“Twenty thousand taels?”
Little Li shook his head again.
“Two hundred thousand taels?”
The white-haired young man remained calm on the surface, but his heart trembled slightly.
Does this kid come from a mine?
Two hundred thousand taels of gold would be enough for the Sword City disciples to enjoy themselves in the martial world for a year.
Yet Li Mo still shook his head.
Could it be two hundred taels? That would truly be just a token gesture.
Shaking his head slightly, the white-haired young man asked,
“What about your second plan?”
“Well…”
Li Mo was about to reveal his price when the senior asked about the second plan, so he said,
“The second plan is to wait for me for a while.”
“Once I grow stronger and meet the conditions for fully performing the divine skill, I will record it.”
“I am confident I can fulfill this promise within three years.”
The “Heaven-Overturning Humanitarian Killing Hammer” has requirements not only in terms of realm but also in other aspects that are stringent compared to ordinary people.
Li Mo solemnly said, “If the two seniors have any concerns, we can also set a three-year agreement…”
A three-year agreement application failed.
No one doubts his talent in hammer techniques.
“I believe.” ×3.
Among the four, three did not hesitate.
Ice Chunk didn’t speak, but her expression revealed what she was thinking.
Li Mo: “…”
For the first time, feeling such complex emotions because of trust.
“The second plan is reasonable.”
The old man thought for a moment and then asked,
“What about the third one?”
“The third is for me to leave a complete sword technique in the Sword City.”
“The sword technique I used in the trial sword competition should be something you two seniors have experienced, no less than a divine skill.”
Li Mo didn’t feel sad about it at all.
He hoped the two elders would choose the third option.
“Is it that sword technique that breaks through myriad laws and transforms the mundane into the extraordinary?”
Both dharma body powerhouses straightened up.
“Yes.” Li Mo nodded.
Looking at him seriously with clear eyes, the two couldn’t help but admire him in their hearts.
This kid said he wishes “every swordsman in the world could become a sword immortal,” which is truly heartfelt.
His broad-mindedness is more like that of a sword hero.
Cough…
Actually, Little Li thinks very simply.
First, it fulfills the rules of the Hengyun Sword City, and second, there might be unexpected investment returns.
The “Dugu Nine Swords” is extremely difficult; those who can gain anything from it must be extraordinary individuals.
The two sword city dharma bodies did not hesitate.
After exchanging glances, the white-haired young man nodded:
“Then let’s follow the third plan.”
“Are you sure you’re not considering the first plan anymore?”
Li Mo confirmed again.
After all, that counts as an investment… and a very immediate one.
“To us sword cultivators, money is just a fleeting cloud.”
“You’re looking down on us.”
The white-haired young man smiled and shook his head.
“Alright.” Li Mo scratched his head.
Swordsmen often spend generously while wandering the martial world.
He has always been curious about where swordsmen get their money.
Shaking his head, he took out brush and ink and began writing the outline of the “Dugu Nine Swords.”
After finishing,
The two dharma body powerhouses watched together, both showing expressions of astonishment.
This sword technique has a lofty intention!
Yet it is extremely difficult.
It’s hard to imagine how Li Mo practiced it to this level…
“It’s indeed no less than a divine skill.”
“Mm, if this sword technique reaches the pinnacle, it may well master a path of swordsmanship.”
Li Mo is sincere.
Without hesitation, he left the complete outline of this sword technique to the Hengyun Sword City. Knowing that the sword techniques left by Ying Bing and Jiang Chulong were only one or two moves of a divine skill.
A complete divine skill is enough to make dharma body powerhouses envious and provoke the greed of grand sages.
“In that case, we are taking great advantage of you.”
“Is there anything else you need? Speak freely!”
“I have some knowledge of painting and wish to copy some odd stones. Please allow me, seniors.”
Li Mo didn’t hesitate; he had planned this long ago.
The two dharma body powerhouses thought fighting was all about showmanship.
Would such a small matter really matter?
“Cough, there’s one thing you should pay attention to.”
“Hmm?”
“Do not dig for hammers in front of the odd stone.”
“…Alright.”
One cannot flip over an odd stone.
When bidding farewell,
The crane-haired old man, who was watching the “Dugu Nine Swords,” casually asked,
“Oh, by the way, how many taels did your gesture just now represent?”
The white-haired young man also raised his head.
It was not two thousand taels, nor twenty thousand, nor two hundred thousand.
Little Li is such a straightforward kid; it can’t be two hundred taels.
“Two?”
Li Mo, who was walking out the door, stopped.
He no longer uses this unit of measurement.
“I’m talking about two mountains of gold.”
“…What?”
“Two mountains of gold, as big as the mountain gate.”
Li Mo gestured.
The three walked away.
The white-haired young man and the old man stood there in silence for a very long time.
They forgot to study the “Dugu Nine Swords” and were only curious about one thing.
This unit of measurement…
Who the hell taught you?
