Clang——
The sword qi soars over the You Shuo realm, clear and pure.
Du Wufeng’s eyes flashed with intense light as he saw the young man wielding the hammer. A weapon similar in appearance to the Divine Sword of the Celestials trembled under his strike, yet it was different.
Why similar? Because it lacked the nobility and the sense of rules and regulations that the Divine Sword of the Celestials possessed.
It appeared more ‘plain and unremarkable’.
“An upper-grade mystic weapon.”
Li Mo sat in place, not immediately driving away the Falling Star Flame from his body.
His skin began to turn red again, only to return to its original state after a moment, repeating the cycle endlessly.
The Divine Treasure Refining Technique and the Eight-Nine Profound Art ran simultaneously within him.
A strong wind surged.
Each time Li Mo’s skin faded from red, it grew closer to gold and jade in color.
The Divine Treasure Refining Technique could enhance physical constitution during weapon forging, while the Eight-Nine Profound Art required enduring trials.
This Falling Star Flame perfectly met both needs.
Like stepping up to heaven with one foot, his physique rapidly transformed, a path that would take ordinary people over a decade to traverse.
All this accumulation converged at this moment.
His physique raced towards unprecedented heights.
Behind him, the Great Sage’s divine intent emerged, burning alongside the Falling Star Flame.
Li Mo heard the rumbling sound from his bones and the roar of bl**d flowing like a river.
Eight-Nine Profound Art.
It came naturally, touching upon a new realm.
The light of the Falling Star Flame gradually dimmed, shrinking from a raging torrent to a slightly dull ember.
“Divine Craftsman Du…”
After a brief rest, Li Mo opened his eyes, realizing something after seeing the ember.
This Falling Star Flame, nurtured for a long time in the Sword Furnace, did not contribute much to weapon forging; instead, it was largely consumed when he used it to temper his body.
“It’s fine. The sword is good, and the young man is also good.”
The Divine Craftsman was carefully examining the newly forged longsword, giving it a slight shake, which instantly generated sword qi.
Then, he looked at Li Mo, his satisfaction evident in his old eyes.
“The sword has become a mystic weapon, and his physique is almost on par with a mystic weapon.”
Master Tian marveled.
They had seen many mystic weapons before.
People with physiques comparable to mystic weapons were not common.
Excluding those who formed their own Dharmic Body, where every move contained the power of the universe, even in terms of physical strength, no one below the first stage could surpass this young man.
“Thanks to Old Du’s Falling Star Flame.”
Li Mo felt uncomfortable being watched: “I have some rare treasures. They should be beneficial for nurturing the flame.”
“You keep them for yourself then.” Du Wufeng waved his hand.
“Huh? What would I use them for…” Li Mo was puzzled.
Master Tian glanced at Du Wufeng, seemingly understanding his meaning.
“In the future, this Falling Star Flame will belong to you. There is a type of fire in your body that is suitable for combat but not for forging.”
Du Wufeng said calmly, “Coincidentally, the Falling Star Flame matches well with the Steadfast Meteor Hammer.”
“Are you giving it to me? Then what will you use?”
Li Mo didn’t react immediately.
“Hmm, I have more than one flame. Don’t worry about it.”
Du Wufeng paused:
“Besides, this flame was originally intended for re-forging the Divine Sword of the Celestials. It’s no longer needed.”
As he spoke, he severed his connection with the Falling Star Flame.
Li Mo immediately sensed that the flame in the field became ownerless. He hadn’t expected Old Du to be so straightforward.
“Old Du, I have some rare minerals…”
“Not lacking, not lacking. Many people are eager to give me such things.”
“What about this mountain of gold…”
“What do I need so much money for? Tsk, you think I’ve been living off you all these years, better than cooking a meal every day.”
Du Wufeng refused all forms of repayment.
Little Li, the genius, always found a way:
“Since you’ve helped me greatly and have no offspring, if you don’t mind, by the heavens above and the earth beneath!”
“Let’s become sworn brothers?”
Master Tian: “?”
How did you grow that brain? Without a stroke, how could you come up with this?
Du Wufeng’s seniority was quite high in the Sword Manor, nominally higher than both him and the Manor Master Xie.
“Ah, this is somewhat interesting. You’re also handsome, I won’t be at a loss, hmm hmm.”
Du Wufeng’s eyes shone brightly as he patted Li Mo on the neck, ready to burn yellow paper and swear an oath.
Master Tian: “? ? ? ?”
You won’t be at a loss, but what about the others in the Sword Manor? How will they address Li Mo in the future, as an uncle?
Without a stroke, who would agree to this?
If it were Du Wufeng…
He really could.
After a moment, Du Wufeng stood on the mountain and waved to Little Li:
“Brother Li, take your time! Come play at the Sword Furnace anytime!”
Looking at the carriage leaving, Master Tian slowly said, “Do you really plan to let Little Li re-forge the Divine Sword of the Celestials?”
“Why not? I’m getting old. Do I have to go back to the City of Divine Beings?”
Du Wufeng laughed.
“But he just forged a mystic weapon. Isn’t this…”
“Things depend on people. Young men can do unexpected things. Don’t forget, he may seem unassuming, but he’s actually the top-ranked Young Dragon. Besides, the person from the Sword Tomb agreed too.”
Master Tian remained silent.
After a while, Du Wufeng spoke seriously again:
“Oh, still calling him Little Li. It’s disrespectful. In the future, call him Uncle Li.”
“F*ck you.”
—
On the other side.
The lingering notes of the zither allowed the world to slowly regain its original colors.
In her past life, Ying Bing owed a favor to the Clear Spring Sect when she sought the Undersea Abyss overseas, so she agreed to their request for a musical exchange.
“I feel my true essence flowing faster…”
“Is she playing Phoenix Seeking Phoenix? It sounds slightly different from the score in our sect. Did she change it recently?”
“Master, how is her skill?”
“Apprentice, what level am I to judge her?”
“Her swordsmanship is unfathomable. Why is her music also so extraordinary…”
The people from the Penglai Sect were stunned, especially when they saw their seniors step forward to learn from her.
They initially intended to indirectly show off Penglai Star Sect’s capabilities to make her join them.
Now, their lead elder seems to have ideas about the Clear Spring Sect.
Doesn’t anyone in this world have the ability to impress her?
—
Midnight.
At the top of the Biyun Tower.
“Chunk of ice, recharge.”
In the bedroom, Ying Bing was combing her hair when she suddenly felt warmth at her ear, shrinking her neck and turning to see Little Li with a serious expression.
“You look like…”
“Yes, my physique has improved a bit, so I need to recharge.”
Li Mo made a gesture resembling a universe.
“What does that have to do with recharging…”
Ying Bing’s gaze turned deep, recalling what the system had said.
Suddenly, she felt that even though she was at the top, she might still face punishment…
Li Mo thought for a moment and said, “Because tonight, I will be sparring with a very powerful existence.”
“How powerful?”
“I’ve been beaten for a month or two.”
“That’s pretty impressive…”
After a long silence, the Ice Chunk still believed him, sitting in his arms, feeling the warmth at her waist, noticing his physique seemed stronger.
She should have known there wouldn’t be any accidents this time.
Back then… she shouldn’t have taught him so thoroughly.
