"Ah, this..."
Seeing Li Mo's casual expression, Xiao Qin thought he didn't understand the value of the item.
"Junior Brother Li, this treasure is useful even for those in the Observation Divine Realm and beyond—it’s an extremely rare treasure!"
Thousand Forms Martial Venerable: "......"
If this thing were given to him, his soul power could recover up to 30% of its peak strength.
But his disciple was just too honest.
Well, it was a good thing... If Xiao Qin had a questionable character, he wouldn’t have taken him as his successor in the first place.
Li Mo smiled helplessly.
These days, even giving someone a benefit required racking one’s brains.
Was gift-giving some kind of art now?
"So, in the short term, this thing is useless to me, right?"
"That’s... correct."
Xiao Qin hesitated, then nodded.
Li Mo continued, "And you want it, don’t you?"
"Well... naturally."
Xiao Qin nodded blankly.
"Then, as far as I’m concerned, the only value this thing has right now is helping a friend, right?"
"You could say that."
Xiao Qin thought about it and realized Li Mo’s logic was flawless—he couldn’t even argue against it.
Li Mo pressed on with a coaxing tone,
"Then, aren’t we good friends?"
"Of course!"
Xiao Qin immediately straightened up and answered solemnly.
"Then there’s no problem! Take it."
Li Mo grinned and slapped the Dark Nourishing Soulwood into his hand.
Xiao Qin opened his mouth but couldn’t find the words.
Was... was it really that simple?
Something felt off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
Thousand Forms Martial Venerable also found the situation bizarre.
As an old fox, he could tell his disciple had been led astray by this Li kid.
But in his two lifetimes, this was the first time he’d seen someone trick another person just to give them a benefit.
If this was deception, then the guy was oddly kind.
It was downright absurd.
"Alright, Senior Brother Xiao, you’ll achieve great things in the future. By then, something like this won’t even be considered rare."
"I’ll go turn in the mission now."
With that, Li Mo said no more, turning and leaving as if afraid Xiao Qin might try to return the item.
"No wonder everyone in the sect says Junior Brother Li is noble and virtuous, with the bearing of an ancient sage."
"Compared to him, what kind of upright person am I?"
Xiao Qin watched that carefree figure walk away, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He already felt indebted to Li Mo, and now he owed him even more.
But after what Li Mo had said, he really couldn’t refuse.
Besides, his master truly needed this item.
"Hmph, at least you still remember this old man."
In his mind, Thousand Forms Martial Venerable snorted.
"Master, I didn’t mean anything else..."
Xiao Qin was a little embarrassed.
"Enough, I know your character."
"If it weren’t so, I wouldn’t have entrusted my life and death to you."
Thousand Forms Martial Venerable wasn’t actually angry.
Instead, he continued,
"That Li kid is indeed someone worth befriending. And... he himself is no ordinary person."
"You should work harder and see if you can keep up with him."
Xiao Qin was about to nod when he froze.
Keep up with Junior Brother Li?
He had rebuilt his foundation from scratch and was now at the peak of the Qi-Blood Realm’s twelve meridians.
Surely Li Mo hadn’t already condensed internal energy, had he?
Seeing his foolish disciple’s confusion, Thousand Forms Martial Venerable said,
"It’s even more shocking than you think."
"Though he hasn’t condensed internal energy, the path he’s taken in the Qi-Blood Realm is far longer than yours. I don’t know exactly how many meridians he’s opened, but it’s definitely far beyond twelve."
Thousand Forms Martial Venerable had once been a supreme powerhouse, after all.
Even as a remnant soul, his perception was beyond ordinary people.
"Beyond twelve meridians?"
Xiao Qin was stunned—this was completely outside his knowledge.
"When it comes to martial arts, you’re still a frog at the bottom of a well."
"By nature, every person only has twelve main meridians."
"But some are born defying the heavens, with foundations far surpassing ordinary people. In my prime, I possessed fifteen main meridians, far outstripping my peers."
Thousand Forms Martial Venerable’s voice carried a faint pride.
Just as he finished speaking—
From the mission hall, the voice of the attendant who had processed Li Mo’s mission rang out:
"Verification complete."
"True Disciple Li Mo, successfully hunted down a criminal at the Internal Energy Condensation Realm. Reward: 5,000 contribution points!"
Internal Energy Condensation Realm!
Xiao Qin’s spirit shook, his eyes widening.
Here he was, secretly pleased about nearing the Internal Energy Realm, while Li Mo was already killing enemies at the Condensation Realm?
Monstrous!
"Hmph, as expected. He might even compare to me in my prime."
"Which makes Ying Bing even more terrifying—no wonder she’s still in the Qi-Blood Realm."
Thousand Forms Martial Venerable spoke gravely.
"Then how can I ever catch up to Junior Brother Li?"
Xiao Qin suddenly felt powerless.
He had a master guiding him, yet he was still lagging so far behind.
Wouldn’t the gap only grow wider?
"Keke... Natural talent is important, but before the final outcome is decided, who says you can’t surpass him later?"
Thousand Forms Martial Venerable wanted to pressure his disciple, not crush his ambition.
So, as if foreseeing the future, he added:
"What I take pride in isn’t those fifteen meridians—it’s the Thousand Forms Art!"
"When you reach the Observation Divine Realm, you’ll understand its profundity."
"Mm!"
Xiao Qin clenched his fists, reigniting his fighting spirit.
If he couldn’t even keep Junior Brother Li in sight, how could he ever repay him?
......
Inside the mission hall.
"A Qi-Blood cultivator killing an Internal Energy expert? Is this what a True Disciple is?"
"Hmph, don’t mistake Junior Brother Li’s kindness for weakness."
"Why is Senior Brother Li so strong?"
"Have you forgotten? His master is Elder Shangwu."
"Oh, that explains it."
......
After exchanging greetings with a few familiar disciples, Li Mo was in high spirits.
Not because of the 5,000 contribution points he’d just earned—but because the system had just notified him.
[Congratulations, Host. Successful investment in ‘Xiao Qin’—Dark Nourishing Soulwood x1.]
[Investment return: Mystic Armament Embryo x1.]
[Mystic Armament Embryo]: "Can generate a top-grade Mystic Armament based on a weapon template provided by the host."
Though he didn’t like to admit it, Li Mo had to face the truth.
Right now, he lacked a good hammer.
At his current level, he couldn’t even lift a Divine Armament, let alone wield it.
Even if his physique were strong enough to channel world energy to use it, it would only serve as a last resort.
With this Mystic Armament Embryo, he could use the Pangu Meteorite Hammer as a template to forge a "replica."
"True Disciple Li, do you wish to exchange for anything?"
The attendant noticed him standing there and assumed he was deciding what to spend his points on.
"Yes."
"I need some exotic beast meat."
Li Mo snapped out of his thoughts and nodded.
"Oh?"
The attendant was surprised but quickly added,
"Exotic beast meat isn’t as potent as pills, but it’s more stable—no risk of pill toxins or residue. It seems True Disciple Li is planning for the long term."
"Do you need meat for refining qi-blood, strengthening the body, or breaking through bottlenecks?"
"I want the tasty kind."
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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