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"This is my first time using the Seventy-Two Transformations, and it feels quite amazing."
Xiao Li stretched his fists and kicked his legs, his voice deepening, almost like a deliberate vocal fry.
He pulled out a bronze mirror and took a quick look.
At this moment, his cheeks were covered with Jiaolong scales, and horns had grown on his head.
He had transformed into the appearance of a Ming Jiaolong in human form.
Behind him, a faint Jiaolong shadow vaguely appeared.
With a slight thought.
He suddenly felt his body lengthen, as if clouds and mist were swirling around him, his palms turned into Dragon claws, and the fine hairs on his lips became long whiskers. This transformation was very fast, but fortunately, Li Mo was also quick and immediately took off the winter clothes made by Xiao Jiang.
He became a Ming Jiaolong four zhang long.
"My strength has increased... and I seem to be able to control water vapor..."
"Oh my god, a monster!"
Murong Xiao's fingers trembled, his face filled with shock.
Li Mo: "......"
Brother, do you want to look in the mirror first?
"I understand, I understand." Murong Xiao pondered for a moment, his eyes filled with wisdom.
"What did you understand?"
"So Brother Li and I are family, that's why you recognized me in Shenfeng Cave!"
Murong Xiao leaned closer, examining him with exclamations of wonder.
Although he himself possessed the Ming Jiaolong Bloodline, he couldn't fully transform into a Jiaolong body, and this was his first time seeing a true family member.
Look, these scales, these claws, these majestic Jiaolong horns, these speechless eyes...
Absolutely right!
For a moment, Murong Xiao's gaze towards Li Mo became even more affectionate.
"Brother Murong, I know you're excited, but can you please stop touching me randomly?"
Xiao Li Ming Jiaolong wanted to rub his forehead but found his claws were too short to reach his head.
Speaking of which, although the number of claws on a Jiaolong and a True Dragon is different, their length seems to be similar.
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Li Mo intended to cough lightly but instead snorted: "Let's get back to the main topic, Brother Murong, this is just a transformation technique, not true Bloodline Power."
Murong Xiao: "Huh?"
His CPU was about to burn out.
A transformation technique that can transform him more purely than he himself can?
Watching the kind student Murong fall into contemplation, Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
As expected of the Divine Ability passed down by Brother Monkey, this transformation technique can't even be called a transformation; it's indistinguishable from the real thing.
No wonder Princess Iron Fan could even mistake her own husband...
Thus, the trip to the Southern Border gained much more certainty.
"It's time to set off..."
"Shopkeeper... Holy crap!"
As soon as Xu Xiaoer arrived in the backyard, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Li Mo sighed and had no choice but to revert to his original form and release Moonlight.
Under the illumination of Moonlight, Xu Xiaoer slowly regained consciousness, his face anxious as he said:
"Boss, I just saw a Jiaolong that big."
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"Is that so? I've never had a dream like that..."
"You forgot, you're crazy. Isn't it normal to have a strange dream?"
Li Mo patted his shoulder.
Clear light shone.
"That makes sense..."
Xu Xiaoer quieted down and chose to believe his boss.
And he repeatedly assured his boss that he would take good care of the tavern during his absence.
Who told the boss to pay so well?
With money in hand, and even five insurances and one housing fund, who would be so bored as to become an assassin?
"Boss, rest assured, I'll take care of the tavern."
"Hmm, if you're short-handed, go out and recruit a few experienced colleagues. I think the one who makes sweet soup is good; it counts as re-employment."
"Okay! I will definitely make the tavern bigger and stronger, and create new glories!"
"Good, very spirited."
After settling the matters of the tavern.
Li Mo walked up to Murong Xiao, patted him, and rebooted his brain:
"Brother Murong, we're leaving."
"Oh, oh..."
Neither of them had anything to pack; they didn't even need luggage.
With Xu Xiaoer waving goodbye and the re-employed assassins from the entire street seeing them off, the two walked out of Yulong Street.
On the road.
"Hmm... Brother Li, what kind of martial art is this exactly, it's so miraculous."
Murong Xiao finally accepted the fact that Li Mo was not his family but still couldn't help but be curious.
Li Mo thought for a moment: "Aren't there many martial arts that imitate birds and beasts?"
"Yes, those types of martial arts are called Image Mimicking Martial Arts." Murong Xiao nodded.
He had also encountered them, such as the White Crane Descending Cloud Fist taught by Elder Han He.
"Then, the more similar the imitation, the greater the power, right?"
"Hmm, that's the logic." Murong Xiao nodded.
"You tell me, does this look like it or not?"
"0.o"
Murong Xiao felt that what Brother Li said made some sense.
But it also seemed like something was off.
After thinking for a moment, Murong Xiao decided to give up thinking.
He looked at the surrounding streets and found that this was not the way out of the city but a more prosperous area than Yulong Street.
"Brother Li, aren't we going to the Southern Border?"
"Of course, but the Southern Border is far away, so it's best to be prepared."
Li Mo looked towards the center of the street.
There was a tall building standing out, its gold-plated tiles reflecting precious light under the sun, dazzlingly bright. The gilded plaque read:
【Hengtong Merchant House】
There were many precious things in the System space, but not necessarily everything. It was certainly not as comprehensive as a merchant house.
Moreover, the Medicinal Pills and Heaven And Earth Treasure for Body Refining were no longer enough.
It was necessary to stock up first.
"Brother Li?"
As soon as they entered the merchant house, the clerk at the counter spoke.
Li Mo looked over and saw a pale, beardless, timid middle-aged man. He didn't remember knowing this person, but the voice felt somewhat familiar.
"Brother is..."
"It's me, Huang Donglai."
The middle-aged man adjusted the mustache glued to his lip and said ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) in a low voice.
"Brother Huang has many identities..."
Li Mo smiled wryly and couldn't help but ask:
"Last time I saw you, you were a herb gatherer. How did you become a clerk at Hengtong Merchant House now?"
"Mainly because I'm short on cash..."
Huang Donglai smiled shyly: "The cost of living in Yunzhou is too high, and I also want to purchase a batch of medicinal herbs needed for cultivation."
"Hengtong Merchant House not only offers good salaries, but employees also get internal prices... It's just that I'm often reprimanded by the manager, but I just bear with it."
Li Mo: "....."
No wonder you disguise your identity.
If you just leave, Hengtong Merchant House won't even find you.
"Brother Li, are you looking to buy something? I'm very familiar with this."
"Hmm, I'm preparing to go to the Southern Border. What kind of preparations do I need to make?"
Li Mo felt that asking Huang Donglai about this should be quite reliable.
As expected.
Huang Donglai smiled confidently:
"Brother Li, you've certainly asked the right person. My hometown is in the Southern Border."
"May I ask how much Brother Li plans to spend on various items? It's best to be as comprehensive as possible for a long journey."
"I have a deposit slip at Hengtong Merchant House. Just spend all the money on it."
"Alright... Huh?!"
Huang Donglai nodded. After taking the deposit slip, his body trembled.
Hiss...
The clerks at Hengtong Merchant House get commissions.
It seemed he could leave earlier than planned.
As everyone knew, he was a very low-key person.
But now he felt like asking the manager to make him a pot of tea.
