Free Web Novel“What are you talking about?”
Ying Bing picked up her chopsticks, as if she hadn't heard anything just now.
“Brother Li is very dissatisfied with his nickname.”
Murong Xiao shook his head and advised, “Brother Li, it's just fleeting fame. Why be so persistent? It's nothing but a passing cloud, a dream bubble.”
“Really, Buried Love?”
“...”
Great Master Buried Love seemed to have an epiphany. What is learned from paper is always shallow; one cannot persuade others without empathy.
A man's growth sometimes happens in an instant... “I think it's quite good.” Ying Bing's cheeks moved slightly, a smile in her downcast eyes.
As her words fell, the main hall fell silent, and countless people felt as if a five-flavor bottle had overturned in their hearts, churning with emotions.
The highest-ranked female on the Qianlong Ranking, and perhaps the most astonishing and talented one in the ranking's history.
Yesterday, she used the God Sword to control the Heavenly Tribulation, breaking through the Outer Scenery with her sword. Although she didn't directly defeat a Fifth Realm expert, it was an unprecedented feat.
When she smiled, could she really be so gentle? There was even a hint of helplessness.
Everyone thought, Wang Qi Dou Hun, you're so ungrateful! How dare you be dissatisfied with your nickname? Would you be satisfied with the sound of my molars grinding?
“Amitabha, this humble monk's worldly ties are severed, and the golden sea is dry.”
Murong Xiao chanted a Buddhist name and began to gnaw on a pig's trotters from a River-Swallowing Pig.
“I have more important things to do.” Xiao Qin chugged down his drink.
“...” Huang Donglai's eyes were vigilant.
Although he had tried his best ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) to be inconspicuous, being on the Qianlong Ranking meant that many high-ranking officials and nobles in Dijin were keen on finding a wealthy husband from the ranking, not even sparing him, a two-faced turtle.
But he believed that all beauties were trouble!
Miss Ying was the trouble among troubles! So Brother Li was in great danger!
“...Alright, do you have a partner? Stop being so emotional.”
Qin Yuzhi's casual remark instantly killed the conversation.
The dinner table fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of everyone quietly eating their food.
After a while, Princess Xiao Jiang, still a little confused, asked:
“Li Dage, do you want a swordsman's nickname?”
“Hmm... I've learned a lot of sword techniques recently.”
Li Mo glanced at the Martial Arts Comprehension that had been crossed out for eight hundred years.
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Princess Xiao Jiang blinked.
“...”
What a difficult choice between two.
At this moment, the Ice Cube's bamboo chopsticks paused, her gaze subtly drifting towards Li Mo.
Li Mo said righteously, “Naturally, God Hammer Little Overlord. Wang Qi Dou Hun can stay.”
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“Heh heh, are you worthy of your hammer Dao talent like this?”
Everyone started to jeer, but then they couldn't help but give Li Mo a thumbs up in their hearts, thinking that no wonder he's Wang Qi Dou Hun; his talent in this area doesn't seem to be any worse than his hammer Dao.
Everyone was happy.
Except for the hammer treasure, which was causing a commotion in the Small World again.
The Ice Cube's eyes rippled with a hint of pleasure, and then she said:
“With the Celestial Human Divine Sword in hand, you can do it. How much have you practiced now?”
Li Mo thought for a moment and said, “About twenty to thirty percent.”
“Hmm, as long as you practice one to two tenths, then... hmm?”
The Ice Cube came back to her senses, her clear eyes fixed, and she tilted her head.
The usually aloof her looked a little... dazed at this moment?
“How much?” Bai Jinghong's eyes widened slightly.
It's one thing to not be able to compare to Li Mo in other aspects, but now even in sword Dao?
How long has it been since Li Mo obtained the Celestial Human Divine Sword?
They couldn't accept it!
Li Mo said with a headache, “I've already finished learning the Pifu's Sword of the Knight, but the scholar's sword for governing the world is much harder for me to learn.”
“?????”
“He really has finished learning it.”
Ying Bing nodded gently. Being able to access the scholar's sword indicated that Li Mo had indeed mastered thirty percent of the sword's charm within the Celestial Human Divine Sword.
“Come to my room later.”
“Okay.”
Li Mo couldn't help but be happy and quickly finished his meal.
Then Xiao Li led his Ice Cube teacher upstairs.
Leaving everyone in silent contemplation, could his sword Dao talent truly be beyond imagination?
He wouldn't really succeed, would he?
While everyone was silent, respectful greetings suddenly came from the entrance of Buyun Tower. It sounded like, 'Greetings, Divine Craftsman Du, greetings, Young Master.'
Divine Craftsman Du came today to persuade Xiao Li not to go astray. Xie Xuan followed him and, after a slight nod to everyone, he saw the few people sitting at the table.
“Everyone, where is Li Mo?”
Xie Xuan knew from the dishes on the table that this was Chef Li's handiwork.
“He went to learn swordplay with Ying Bing,” Princess Xiao Jiang said.
“Indeed, his obsession is very deep. This is no longer just a hobby.”
Divine Craftsman Du sighed.
“Miss Ying is also too indulgent with him, spoiling him so much.”
“Even if Li Mo learns from her, it will take a while...”
Xie Xuan was quite clear about God Hammer Little Overlord's sword Dao attainments.
“Brother Xie, you are mistaken,” Huang Donglai shook his head.
“Miss Ying didn't spoil him?”
Xie Xuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said:
“Han Xianzi's move is brilliant, isn't it? Using the method of teaching swordplay to make him realize that he shouldn't continue playing with swords?”
“Uh, what I mean is, your second sentence is wrong. Miss Ying is going to teach him the sword technique for attracting Heavenly Tribulation, what is it called... Shenxiao Demon Subduing?”
“?”
Xie Xuan was stunned. Seeing Du Wufeng's somewhat puzzled expression, he quickly said:
“That sword technique would probably take me three to five years to learn, and I might not even master it.”
“?????”
Du Wufeng leaned back slightly, then quickly walked upstairs.
Old Du was rarely serious, looking like he had a life coach halo, going to rescue a lost lamb who was beyond redemption.
“This time, I cannot be confused again!”
