Free Web Novel“Later comer, when you pick up this sword, I am no longer here...”
The scene changed.
It seemed that because it was not in Human City, the spirituality of the God Sword was affected, causing the subsequent scenes to appear fragmented and broken.
The only thing Li Mo could vaguely see were the hands that had held this sword.
The fragmented scenes, like a revolving lantern, disappeared.
Tearing through the scene was a chilling Sword Qi.
This sword came from the ethereal Yi, yet the moment the sword light ignited, it gave people a feeling of already being pierced through.
This feeling was very familiar.
It was the feeling Li Mo had when he first saw Chixiao.
But the spirituality of the Celestial Human Divine Sword was incomparable to a Mystic Weapon.
Li Mo closed his eyes, released his Yi Soul, and in the midst of it all, seemed to see a figure.
That person was dressed in night clothes, their face covered by a black scarf. You couldn't even tell if they were male or female, only a pair of cold and emotionless eyes were visible.
The short sword in their palm emitted a faint glow, like a pool of stagnant water.
Their voice also showed no emotional fluctuations:
“My sword technique emphasizes accumulating power. I do not strike unless necessary, but once I strike, there is no distinction of superiority or inferiority, only life and death.”
“There is only one move in this sword technique, named...”
“Wu Chang Post.”
Li Mo had heard this name.
He had occasionally heard a Storyteller mention that the former Rain Listening Pavilion Second Assassin, who was also Qianlong Second, had a mysterious whereabouts, and no one knew his identity to this day.
The only thing known was that he only knew one sword technique, and only practiced that one sword technique his entire life.
During the times of Human Butcher, Earth Fiend, and Heavenly Assassin.
To this day, no one has been able to block this unpredictable sword.
After assassinating a member of the Great Yu royal family, he disappeared. Some said he died, some said he retired, but this sword became a swan song.
Now, the mysterious Wu Chang Post, with the help of the Celestial Human Divine Sword, reappeared in the world.
Clang—
The short sword suddenly emerged from its sheath, and the killing intent hidden within was pure, chilling, and even... dazzling, instantly seizing the target's consciousness.
An inch long, an inch strong; an inch short, an inch dangerous.
A short sword cannot chop, it can only stab. This sword simplified the complex, interpreting the ultimate danger to its extreme.
“Hoo...”
Li Mo squinted his eyes and touched the goosebumps on his neck.
He put himself in the position of the opponent.
He found that even with his strong physique and heaven-defying Yi Soul, he could still feel a strong threat!
He could smash the opponent with one hammer.
But at the same time, he would also be severely injured by this strange and chilling short sword.
If he used a sword... “The Yi left in the Celestial Human Divine Sword are not to be underestimated.”
Li Mo let out a long breath.
“My sword technique seems simple, but in reality, it simplifies the complex. It requires years of accumulation, drawing and thrusting the sword three thousand times every day, each time with a determination to advance without hesitation, preferring to be shattered jade.”
“Therefore, this sword, even with extremely strong Sword Dao talent, requires persistent effort.”
“To encounter me first, your luck is not good.”
The Sword Intent of the Second Assassin said indifferently.
“Only by mastering this sword can you learn the sword technique of the next Yi.”
“But even for those whose talent is not inferior to mine, achieving Minor Achievement in this sword will take at least eight years.”
Eight years.
By then, Li Mo would have long been off the Qianlong Ranking.
The Qianlong Assembly was about to begin, and he couldn't possibly only master this one sword technique.
Fortunately... the thing he feared least was persistent effort and wasting time.
【Thirty years of Martial Arts Comprehension successfully injected.】
【Year one, you followed the Sword Intent Legacy, began to ponder the meaning of preferring to be shattered jade, and attempted to thrust the sword in your hand. You thrust tens of thousands of times, but only once barely had the divine charm of Wu Chang Post.】
【Year ten, you are still endlessly drawing and thrusting the sword. Now you can wield nine thousand swords, and one hundred of them can align with the divine charm of Wu Chang Post.】
【Year twenty...】
【Year thirty...】
【Congratulations, Host, your Wu Chang Post has reached Minor Achievement.】
【Congratulations, Host, as you have mastered an additional powerful sword technique, your Dugu Nine Swords mastery has also risen, taking another step forward.】
Boom—
Countless insights surged into Li Mo's mind, as if he had experienced tens of thousands of sword thrusts.
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He opened his eyes.
A wisp of chillingly pure Sword Intent flickered into existence and then vanished.
“...”
The Yi left in the God Sword was, after all, not a living person.
It paused for a moment, seemingly experiencing a system crash.
It looked at Li Mo for a long time without making a sound.
A sword technique requiring decades of practice, the simplified Wu Chang Post, in an instant... Minor Achievement!
The Celestial Human Divine Sword trembled slightly.
“Next, please.”
Li Mo politely cupped his hands in greeting to the other party, then smiled at the Celestial Human Divine Sword, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.
Underestimating his Sword Dao talent, huh? Fooled you!
What's it called, showing off in front of people... no, showing off in front of a sword!
Ahem, for now, it's showing off in front of a sword; when the Qianlong Assembly begins, it will be showing off in front of people!
...Noon.
Three hundred years of Martial Arts Comprehension had been used.
Li Mo, who had continuously achieved Minor Achievement in multiple sword techniques, came down from upstairs, let out a long breath, and went to the kitchen to stir-fry a few dishes to relax.
Having consecutively received several profound sword technique Legacies, his Yi Soul felt somewhat swollen.
It seemed that Martial Arts Comprehension couldn't withstand such intensive use either.
“Is the remaining seventeen hundred years enough to learn all the Sword Intent Legacies in the Celestial Human Divine Sword?”
Li Mo carried the dishes to the main hall, feeling a bit uncertain.
He seemed to have learned a lot.
But in reality, compared to the Sword Intent Legacy contained in the God Sword, it was just the # Nоvеlight # tip of the iceberg.
Xiao Li had never thought.
Seventeen hundred years of Martial Arts Comprehension could also be insufficient at times.
The more sword techniques he mastered, the stronger the power he could wield when controlling the Celestial Human Divine Sword.
While he was thinking.
Murong Xiao, Xiao Qin, and a few others were all waiting at the table for dinner.
What caliber were the chefs at Buyun Tower? Could they compare to Brother Li?
“That guy's dream last night was so strange and unlucky.”
Qin Yuzhi's face was dark, and she drank several sips of tea consecutively, seemingly unable to recover.
“What dream?”
Li Mo was a bit curious. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓
Sister Qin was in the Seventh Realm; she must have seen countless bizarre things in her dream travels. What kind of dream could have such a strong lingering effect on her?
“In that person's dream, it was all heavenly venerable brand instant noodles. I feel like throwing up just by smelling it now.”
As Qin Yuzhi spoke, she started to feel nauseous again, looking at Li Mo with full resentment.
In Southern Xinjiang, she had to promote instant noodles in people's dreams every day, and now that she came to Dijin, these instant noodles were still chasing her!
“What's more annoying is that when that person ate instant noodles, he had a very disgusted expression, as if he was about to achieve Immortal Ascension.”
“In the end, he actually died, which forced me to interrupt my dream travel.”
“Died?”
Li Mo was startled and asked about the person's appearance.
“He was thin and scrawny, but as soon as he ate instant noodles, he became as strong as an ox.”
“Lu Zhuang?”
Li Mo froze.
He had originally planned to follow Lu Zhuang's trail to figure out what was going on with the divine power powder added to the heavenly venerable brand instant noodles.
He didn't expect.
The person was already gone.
“Sister Qin, can you tell where he died?”
