Time passed.
Ten days later.
The young man entered the Divine Edge Cave.
He reflected the cold light inside the cave in his eyes, and the sharpness flickered for an instant.
On his face was a harmless smile, almost making people think that the sharpness just now was an illusion.
“Oh, here comes True Disciple Ke Mo.”
“Brother Murong asked about you long ago.”
“Tsk tsk, training your body every day, Brother Ke Mo must have a special constitution like Brother Murong.”
In these ten days, the disciples of Divine Weapon Peak had become quite familiar with True Disciple Ke Mo.
Because this True Disciple Ke Mo had no airs and treated everyone equally, like a gentle spring breeze.
Last time someone was injured, if it weren’t for True Disciple Ke Mo timely providing the medicine, that inner disciple’s hand might have been ruined.
Thus, in just ten days.
To outsiders, it seemed as if Ke Mo was the true disciple of Divine Weapon Peak.
After greeting everyone, Ke Mo walked through the corridor and entered the second floor of the Divine Edge Cave.
He did not activate the Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body Technique, but felt no discomfort.
【Name: Ke Mo】
【Age: 16】
【Constitution: Immortal Body】
【Realm: Qi and bl**d Eight Meridians】
【Fate: Unknown】
【Evaluation: Possessing an immortal body, his fate is chaotic, unknown to all.]
【Recent Encounter: In the Divine Edge Cave, he tempered his body to the peak of ordinary weapons, and one step further could reach the level of fine weapons.]
“If my body can be as resilient as a fine weapon, I can go down to the fourth floor and see.”
“Indeed, one should focus on cultivating the understanding of martial arts and perfecting the comprehension of the Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body Technique.”
In ten days, he accumulated seventy-six units of martial arts understanding.
Even if it wasn’t perfect, investing them all into the Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body Technique could potentially elevate it to a transformation realm.
For now, there was no need.
Hardening the body involves a process of accumulation and refinement; otherwise, even if the theory is strong, it remains just theory.
Unlike sword techniques, where each improvement brings more power.
Entering the third floor.
Ke Mo reached the end, took a cleansing pill, and sat cross-legged.
…
At the entrance of the Divine Edge Cave.
“Name.”
Noticing someone approaching, the inner sect officer didn’t even look up and spoke.
“Yin Huacheng.”
The person reported their name indifferently.
The inner sect officer was startled and quickly stood up.
In front of him stood a young man in his twenties, slender, barely able to support himself in cloud-patterned robes.
His facial features were handsome, but somewhat sickly, with a black mole between his brows making him appear more gloomy.
Of course, it wasn’t because Yin Huacheng was a true disciple that the inner sect officer showed such deference.
Just like the master of Beast Peak, who also has the surname Yin.
“So it’s True Disciple Yin. It’s been a while since we last saw you. How is Master Yin?”
“Haha, thank you for asking.”
Yin Huacheng opened his mouth indifferently, showing no interest in giving this inner sect officer any more face.
Still, he took over the waist token, and the officer quickly recorded it.
“May I ask True Disciple Yin, what brings you to the Divine Edge Cave…”
“To temper my body and acquire weapons.”
【Yin Huacheng, True Disciple of Beast Peak】
【Entering the Divine Edge Cave to temper the body and acquire weapons】
After recording it.
Yin Huacheng retrieved the waist token and stepped into the Divine Edge Cave.
“True Disciple Yin? Didn’t he say he hadn’t come for a long time?”
“He should have recently broken through, right? Could he have condensed his internal energy and entered the Observation Realm?”
“Sigh… hard to say.”
“If True Disciple Yin wants to temper his body, he should also go to the third floor.”
“Haha, then he would meet True Disciple Ke Mo.”
The people at the first floor of the Divine Edge Cave couldn’t help but whisper.
Before they could finish, the whispers stopped.
Because not far away, Yin Huacheng turned around and scanned the Divine Weapon Peak disciples with his gaze.
For some reason,
When he looked at them, everyone felt like they were being stared at by a fierce beast.
Yin Huacheng squinted his eyes and said:
“When did our sect get a new True Disciple Ke Mo?”
“Uh, he’s the one who just joined us during the entrance ceremony.”
Someone responded.
Next moment, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Yin Huacheng suddenly vanished from his original spot and reappeared in front of him, his eyes seemingly turning into vertical pupils?
“A new disciple entering the third floor of the Divine Edge Cave, are you taking me for a joke?”
“No… how dare I…”
The inner sect disciple swallowed his saliva, “Everyone knows that True Disciple Ke Mo comes here every day like this. On the first day, Elder Han He even went down to search for him, but he was fine.”
People around nodded in agreement.
Yin Huacheng was half-convinced, with anger flashing in his eyes.
Standing still for a few seconds, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Only then did everyone feel the oppressive feeling in their chests dissipate, and they all sighed in relief.
Once his figure completely disappeared, someone muttered under their breath.
“This True Disciple Yin, isn’t he having mental issues after dealing with those beasts in Beast Peak?”
“Don’t say that, he might hear you if he reaches the Observation Realm.”
“Still, True Disciple Ke Mo is better. He even invites us to drink.”
“Hmph… not really.”
…
Walking through the second floor of the Divine Edge Cave.
Yin Huacheng was truly in a bad mood.
He paid an unimaginable price for his physical strength and finally managed to enter the third floor to temper his body.
Now, someone suddenly said that a newly entered disciple has the right to do so?
Isn’t this saying that his efforts were all in vain?
“Even if Murong Xiao has half-demon bloodline, it’s fine.”
“But where did this True Disciple Ke Mo come from?”
“Could he also possess some kind of demon bloodline?”
Step—
Yin Huacheng stepped onto the third floor.
His skin began to twitch irregularly, and his slender body swelled rapidly like it was inflated.
Small, dense patterns appeared on his skin, and his arms instantly became longer.
He grew stronger.
But there were vague signs of animal characteristics everywhere on his body, making him appear incredibly bizarre.
“My Beast bl**d Practice is almost complete!”
“At that time, it will undoubtedly be a genuine ultimate technique, hehehe…”
Feeling the endless power, Yin Huacheng laughed softly and walked forward.
Sharp intent struck his body but was blocked by the iron-like feathers.
After ten minutes.
Suddenly, he stopped abruptly.
Not far ahead, a young man was sitting cross-legged.
Surrounding him were dozens of different weapons, all fine weapons!
This was probably half of the fine weapons in the third floor of the Divine Edge Cave.
Yin Huacheng’s eyes instantly turned red, and his vertical pupils widened.
…
“Hmm?”
Feeling the tremor on the ground.
Ke Mo opened his eyes and looked up.
Good lord, he didn’t realize until now, but he was shocked when he saw it.
What kind of thing is that?
It can’t be human, right?
“There’s no one saying there are monsters in the Divine Edge Cave…”
“Hmm, anyway, my physical body is already comparable to a fine weapon, I can try going to the fourth floor.”
Ke Mo only hesitated for three and a third seconds before standing up.
Taking advantage of the monster’s lack of reaction.
He brushed off the dust on his b*tt, didn’t even look at the surrounding fine weapons, and stepped into the fourth floor.
As he left,
Those fine weapons returned to their original positions, clearly demarcated.
Crack…
Something seemed to shatter in Yin Huacheng’s heart.
It was his fragile heart.
He had painstakingly tried to obtain a fine weapon, but the other person didn’t even bother looking at it.
He had undergone countless trials to temper his body, even transforming into a monster, yet he never dared to approach the fourth floor of the Divine Edge Cave.
The other person, who just joined the sect, had already reached the endpoint he could never achieve.
Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, Yin Huacheng’s mentality instantly collapsed.
“Why, why didn’t you choose me!”
“On what grounds?!”
His flesh and bl**d began to twist again, showing signs of losing control.
Yin Huacheng frenziedly smashed everything, venting his dissatisfaction.
But these were all fine weapons.
Fine weapons have spirits, and this is no mere jest.
