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[Investment Feedback]: “Black Dragon Essence bl**d.”
“The Black Dragon Essence bl**d can forge divine weapons. Now, only one more type is needed, and the Black Dragon Essence bl**d will be complete.”
On the carriage, Li Mo examined the semi-transparent jade bottle in his hand.
He could feel the profound and overwhelming power within it, just like with the other essence bl**d bottles.
Nowadays, he dares not even take out the dragon bl**d at any time.
He doesn’t know why, but as a dragon, the several types of essence bl**d seem to be enemies, as they would inexplicably boil upon contact with each other’s aura, causing their powers to collide in the void.
“If they were to be forged into a divine weapon, where would it rank on the divine weapon list?”
Little Li often prides himself as a gentleman and a dashing swordsman.
But to be honest, he has to admit that he was born to be a blacksmith, and he has an innate anticipation for forging divine weapons.
What kind of weapon should he forge then?
Hammer already has Hammer Treasure, and the Heavenly Celestial Sword is due to be returned to the City of Divine Beings a few days after passing the Dragon Gate.
Forge a sword?
He couldn’t possibly wield two hammers; he’s not Li Yuanba. If he did, he would truly become the God Hammer Little Overlord.
“There’s no use thinking too much about it. I still lack the refinement for forging a dark weapon, let alone a divine weapon…”
Li Mo stopped his scattered thoughts.
To become a divine smith, technique and hammering skills aside,
he cannot even get past the physical challenge.
Currently, he is on his way to the sword furnace, preparing to listen to Teacher Ice Chunk’s teachings and strengthen his strengths…
The air was cold, and sunlight could not penetrate the Sword Manor of the Heavenly Mountain.
In front of the burning sword furnace amidst the snowstorm, Du Wufeng squatted by the furnace, slurping wide noodles from a large bowl.
Beside him were two elders, one with only one arm, dressed in blue robes, looking younger than Du Wufeng, yet exuding a heavier sense of twilight.
If Elder Han He and Elder Zeng were here, they would surely recognize this person, who is renowned as the divine smith.
They once served as apprentices under this person.
The last person is Manor Master Xie Xuan.
“That young man learned your casting method and mastered it in just one day?”
The sleeve of the blue-robed, one-armed divine smith flapped in the wind, deep in thought.
Du Wufeng slurped a large mouthful of noodles: “More accurately, less than half a moment.”
“I might not have woken up properly…”
The one-armed divine smith scratched his head.
Although he always says that Divine Smith Du is nothing special, he knows that among the divine smiths of the sword furnace, Du Wufeng’s path is the most difficult.
“However, compared to the first place of the hidden dragon, this seems insignificant.”
“Yes, what could be more unbelievable than him holding Bing Bing?”
“To be honest, what does the Yantian Sect mean? What level is the Empress at, to be ranked above Bing Bing?”
“Stop! Are you crazy, Old Tian?”
“Huh? You don’t agree with me?”
“Can’t we say it privately?”
As the two divine smiths were talking, the sound of a carriage suddenly came from not far away. A hand stretched out the window, occasionally clenching and unclenching, as if sensing something.
Seeing the carriage stop, Divine Smith Du asked:
“What are you doing with your hand out the window?”
“I am capturing the force and shape of the wind.”
Li Mo, who had gotten off the carriage, looked serious.
Oh?
Several sixth and seventh realm powerhouses exchanged glances.
Wind is formless; to capture its shape and force is a nonsensical idea for ordinary people.
It seems Li Mo is understanding some profound martial arts?
Xie Xuan smiled and said, “He has already begun to understand the ways of heaven and earth, this is the path of external manifestations, a genius walks many more steps than ordinary people.”
“Senior overpraises me. Why haven’t I seen Xie Xuan today?”
Li Mo casually asked and bowed to the blue-robed divine smith and Divine Smith Du before taking out the anvil and tools for blacksmithing.
“Xie Xuan…”
Xie Yiding’s forehead showed a black line:
“He went out with a master from the Floating Temple. And recently, he seems to be running around every day. I suspect he has been slack in his training. He isn’t doing anything meaningful when he goes out, but he clearly went out with someone from the Buddhist sect. I wonder what he’s up to.”
“Which one?”
“Master Zang’ai, you’re also familiar with him. Do you know what they went out for?”
“… ”
Li Mo leaned back slightly, thinking to himself that the Sword Manor of the Heavenly Mountain truly has powerful sword techniques, and his sixth sense is indeed accurate.
If the Wind Moon Small Residence were to change into a foot massage city, the owner would also include Xie Xuan and Zhong Zhenyue.
According to Zhong Zhenyue, Xie Xuan is using public resources for personal gain, sending him to get his feet washed daily, three times a day, almost rubbing the skin off.
Perhaps he’s afraid of being found out by Xie Yiding, so he brought in Murong Xiao?
The two might have hit it off quite well…
“Probably busy. How has his progress in martial arts been recently?”
“Busy?”
Xie Yiding thought for a moment: “Quite significant progress. His sword heart is much clearer and more free-spirited. I wonder what he is busy with, to have such remarkable results?”
Who knew that he spends all his time getting his feet washed, how did his realm improve!
Even Little Li, whose foot massage skills have reached the peak, doesn’t understand.
But isn’t that why they say Li Mo is a genius:
“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”
“After living in the Sword Manor for a long time, it’s time for him to go out and see more of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.”
Xie Yiding felt quite moved.
He even thanked Little Li…
“Alright, stop with the idle talk.”
Du Wufeng put down the large bowl:
“Youngster, you’ll have plenty to endure in the future. Me and Divine Smith Tian will teach you the art of casting together. I know you live up to your name and have a good foundation, but you still have a long way to go before becoming a divine smith.”
“Nothing could be better!”
He and Ying Bing went to the City of Divine Beings for a different purpose.
Other geniuses entering the City of Divine Beings mostly seek the strongest inner manifestation techniques. Those who come out of the City of Divine Beings and enter the Inner Manifestation realm are much stronger than others.
But what he needs to do is help Ice Chunk take over the City of Divine Beings…
So even if he got the first place of the hidden dragon, it’s not a time to slack off.
In front of the sword furnace.
Li Mo held the Star Hammer Plus version, listening to Divine Smith Du’s instructions and swung down a hammer.
One hundred strikes in a breath!
Boom—
“Not enough, not enough, not enough, didn’t you eat?”
Divine Smith Du is especially strict when casting weapons, completely abandoning his usual casual attitude.
“Youngster, your method of forging weapons is also forging yourself, so every strike, you must squeeze everything out of yourself,” shouted Divine Smith Tian.
“One hundred strikes in a breath, for me, it feels somewhat insufficient.”
As he lifted the hammer, he injected martial arts insights into the Divine Treasure Hundred Refinements again.
And imperceptibly, he activated the Eight Trigram Divine Art.
Boom—
Zzzz—
A hammer fell, the reverberating thunderous sound layered and endless.
It ignited!
He seemed to see the mysterious trajectory of this strike, causing the embryo to undergo the most minute changes.
Whoosh—
The flames were dazzling.
Li Mo’s eyes were no longer filled with gold and iron, but instead, he saw the projection of the Great Sage surrounded by golden light.
He was not in the sword furnace, but in a small world.
Such hammer sounds echoed in the Yin-Yang arena above.
The tenth move…
The fifteenth move…
