Divine Artifacts Repeatedly Forged, Somewhat Tinged with Sensuality

【Congratulations, Host. You have successfully invested in Xue Houzai, preventing his demise in the Yunmeng Underground Palace.】

【Investment Reward: Three hundred catties of cold iron ore.】

【Congratulations, Host. You have successfully invested in Zhao Qin, preventing her demise in the Yunmeng Underground Palace.】

【Investment Reward: A set of red jade mahjong tiles.】

【Congratulations, Host. You have successfully invested in Zhao Fuming...】

In the room, Li Mo crossed his arms and finished reviewing the investment rewards of cyan grade and below, then sorted them in batches within his system space.

Truth be told, he wasn’t exactly a meticulous neat freak—in fact, he possessed a rather peculiar skill.

For instance, he could clearly remember placing something somewhere, only for it to mysteriously vanish, forcing him to call for his mother. Gu Xueqin would then grumble, "You’re dead if I find it," yet somehow, inexplicably, she’d retrieve the missing item from who-knows-where...

It was, well, magical.

Sadly, his mother couldn’t help him organize his system space.

As investment rewards piled up, there might come a day when Young Master Li would be filthy rich without even realizing it.

Gold and silver treasures? Well, another mountain of gold had been added. His liquid assets were probably ten times that of the Yunzhou branch of Hengtong Bank.

Pills and elixirs? Quantity-wise, they weren’t as overwhelming (compared to his wealth), but their quality was exceptional.

Right now, he could fill the storerooms of Dan Ding Peak with sixth and seventh-grade pills.

Then there were rare spiritual materials, all sorts of ores, exotic curios...

At this point, calling himself "wealthier than a nation" might be a tad arrogant.

But if the leaders of all the sects in the region gathered for a meeting, he could stand up and declare, "All of you combined are still trash," without batting an eye.

"My money just keeps growing no matter how much I spend," Li Mo sighed softly, burdened by the tedium his youth should never have known.

He pulled out a map and began marking it meticulously.

Some villages and towns that worshipped the Celestial Venerables were still impoverished and lacking in resources. He noted down all the shortages he could recall.

But marking them wasn’t enough—he’d still have to find time to distribute the supplies himself.

"Handling all this alone is no easy task," he mused.

Half an hour later, Li Mo stretched lazily and resumed reviewing his rewards.

【Congratulations, Host. You have successfully invested in Bai Jinghong, preventing his demise in the Yunmeng Underground Palace.】

【Investment Reward: Dragon-Slaying Sword Art.】

【Dragon-Slaying Sword Art】: "Swordsman Lu Wuchong observed the surging tides, likening them to a hidden dragon (there was indeed a roaring dragon at the time), and thus comprehended this sword art while still in the Insight Realm. Later, he used this technique to subdue a Swordfish Great Demon as his servant. Among high-tier sword arts, this one stands at the pinnacle."

"I, the Peerless Heavenly Dragon, don’t think this suits me."

"A dragon-slaying sword art would be more fitting."

The Heavenly Dragon Li Mo shook his head, refusing to learn this technique.

It had absolutely nothing to do with his lack of talent in swordsmanship—just that he had once been a roaring dragon himself.

But perhaps Princess Little Jiang could learn it.

【Congratulations, Host. You have successfully invested in Wu Chushu, preventing the loss of his cultivation.】

【Investment Reward: Ancient Bronze Heavenly Seal.】

"Hmm?"

Li Mo suddenly remembered—he had the Heavenly Seal.

Without hesitation, he took it out and stamped it onto the 《Dragon-Slaying Sword Art》.

Tadpole-like inscriptions flowed into the martial manual, transforming the high-tier technique into a peerless one. Even its name evolved alongside its content:

《Dragon-Severing Sword Art》

Not just a peerless technique, but one of the finest among its kind.

"Princess Little Jiang wasn’t far from defeating that crimson dragon to begin with."

"With this sword art, she’ll surely behead the dragon—perhaps even..."

Li Mo recalled the divine aura of a certain Great Yu Crown Prince, encircled by a golden dragon.

Given the chance, he’d love to pummel Jiang Yu into the ground.

But what he truly wanted was for Chu Long to reclaim what she had lost—with her own hands.

That day wouldn’t be long now.

Having reviewed most of the purple-tier rewards, including a few high-grade formation diagrams (upgraded with the Mystic Silver Creation Seal)...

"Fiend! I command you to aid my cultivation!"

With a solemn expression, Li Mo opened the most tantalizing reward—the "ice block."

【Congratulations, Host. You have successfully invested in ‘Ying Bing,’ aiding her in acquiring half of the Heavenly Phoenix Domain.】

【Investment Reward: Divine Refinement Hundred Forging】

【《Divine Refinement Hundred Forging》】: "A divine-grade forging method capable of crafting divine weapons. Its greatest marvel lies in tempering the body during the forging process."

"Focus on one point, refine a hundred times to achieve divinity!"

"A forging technique?"

Li Mo pondered. His conditions were indeed well-suited to becoming an artisan, though he’d never considered this path before.

But what truly caught his eye was the secondary effect—body tempering.

The progress of 《Extreme Arms Battle Physique》 had slowed to a crawl, its pinnacle nowhere in sight.

As everyone knew, a strong body was the foundation of revolution.

Whether it was the Qitian Battle Will or the Great Sage’s divine abilities, physical prowess was paramount.

Perhaps this method could help him break through to the next level!

Buzz—

Within his miniature world, the Hammer Treasure emitted a resonant hum.

Feeling a sense of grievance from a hammer was downright absurd.

"Hammer Treasure, you don’t want to forge?"

Buzz...

Nope.

"What if I promise to find you a playmate after a few days of forging?"

Young Master Li coaxed, dangling a carrot.

It wasn’t entirely a lie—he remembered Ying Bing’s other sword, which seemed to radiate the aura of a divine weapon...

Hammer Treasure: "(~.~)"

For real?

"Have I ever lied to you? Is your master not an honest and upright gentleman?"

"I’ll definitely find you a good friend—a very pretty one, too."

Li Mo wasn’t sure if weapons had any sense of aesthetics.

But to him, that sword was undoubtedly a beauty among blades.

In the end, Hammer Treasure reluctantly set aside its resistance.

Li Mo exhaled in relief, though a twinge of guilt lingered.

Ying Bing might occasionally be mischievous, but most of the time, she was an ethereal ice fairy, serene and untouchable. First, he’d coveted her dainty feet, then her delicate hands—and now, even her sword wasn’t safe.

What a disgrace to the title of gentleman!

If he dared covet her sword today, what would he dare covet tomorrow?

He didn’t even dare imagine!

Because it edged dangerously close to... ahem.

The virtuous Young Master Li had no intention of entertaining such thoughts, yet his mind insisted on conjuring images of Ying Bing—her slender fingers curled shyly, lashes fluttering, eyes squeezed shut in bashful protest as she whispered, "Don’t..."

Cough!

"Li Mo, Li Mo! How could you sink so low?"

It had to be the lingering influence of his Roaring Dragon bloodline!

Silently, he retreated into his miniature world.

Right now, Young Master Li was burning with fervor.

He desperately needed to vent—preferably on his sparring partners.

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As dusk fell, Ying Bing withdrew her thoughts from the Heavenly Phoenix Domain. She hadn’t yet fully condensed the Hundred Avian Phoenix Form, and lingering in the domain offered little benefit—especially since it remained incomplete.

Descending the stairs, she spotted Qin Yuzhi seated at the courtyard tea table, writing something.

"What are you doing?"

"Writing a resume. Why?"

Qin Yuzhi looked up, her gaze momentarily freezing.

The longer she stared, the more breathtaking Ying Bing appeared.

And since Ying Bing was standing, looking down at her with that cool, detached glance, the pressure hit like a sudden gust of wind.

No one could have imagined that someone at the Observing Divinity Realm could exert pressure on a Palm Mystic Realm cultivator...

No wonder she was favored by that particular one...

"I have a question I'd like to ask."

"Ask away... though I dare not claim to be worthy of giving advice."

"How can one avoid being influenced by other consciousnesses and maintain clarity?"