New Investment Target, This Damned Sense of Security

"Six Harmonies Fist emphasizes qi coursing through the six harmonies, intent reaching the eight directions."

"Power rises from the ground; once mastered, where the eyes arrive, the hands arrive."

Xiao Qin carefully demonstrated the fist techniques while also splitting his attention to explain the martial art's core principles.

It could be called profound explained in simple terms.

As Li Mo watched, he could not help feeling a little curious too.

This senior brother's attainment in Six Harmonies Fist was quite good, not like the level of an outer sect disciple.

Before long.

Li Mo had swallowed the dates whole and memorized the general idea.

"How should I address you, senior brother?"

"Xiao Qin."

Xiao Qin stopped moving.

For no reason, Li Mo made an association: this surname practically had the words "anything but ordinary" written across its face.

He could not help activating the Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye and sizing the other man up.

[Name: Xiao Qin]

[Age: 18]

[Root Bone: None.]

[Realm: Newly entered the Blood-Qi Realm.]

[Heavenly Mandate: Purple]

[Evaluation: Though his root bone is ordinary, his comprehension is excellent and his temperament tenacious. His exterior is a stubborn rock, but within lies fine jade. In the future, he will bloom late into greatness and naturally carve out a world of his own.]

[Recent Encounter: He carries the rare treasure Ancient Seven Stars Jade. This treasure is ancient and requires the absorption of a vast amount of blood-qi to activate, causing Xiao Qin's realm to continuously fall from the ten meridians of the Blood-Qi Realm.]

After reading it, Li Mo could not help freezing for an instant.

Senior Brother Xiao Qin actually had a purple Heavenly Mandate!

Li Mo truly had not expected that.

After all, the other party was an outer sect disciple and did not look like he had anything special about him.

If not for his excellent fist technique, plus his surname drawing Li Mo's attention, he really would have slipped through the net.

Well then, in the future, he might as well just search for investment targets by surname.

First catch all those surnamed Xiao and Ye, and fleece them one by one.

It also explained one thing from the side.

Having an excellent Heavenly Mandate did not necessarily mean one's life would be smooth sailing. One might also encounter all kinds of setbacks and tribulations. If one relied on oneself to get through them, one's Heavenly Mandate might grow stronger.

If one could not get through them, then one's Heavenly Mandate might weaken or even disappear.

While Li Mo's thoughts churned.

Xiao Qin's brows suddenly furrowed. He glanced at Wang Hu not far away and said:

"Junior Brother Li Mo, if you have a conflict with Wang Hu, you should leave early."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

Li Mo did not understand why.

"The sect's Martial Arts Hall has another rule."

"Disciples may challenge each other to spar, and the one being challenged cannot refuse."

Xiao Qin's expression did not look too good.

"What kind of rule is that? Aren't they afraid someone will get hurt?"

Li Mo raised an eyebrow.

Did that mean Wang Hu would deliberately come challenge him to a spar later?

"With that deacon senior brother watching, it won't cause any serious consequences. At most, you'll suffer some light injuries and eat a little bitterness."

Xiao Qin shook his head and sighed.

From his tone, he had probably suffered quite a few losses like this.

Li Mo looked thoughtful.

With a rule like this, it was not exactly impossible to understand.

The sect did not need a group of disciples who only talked war on paper. Rather than letting them suffer losses or even lose their lives outside the sect, it was better to let them attend a "preschool class" among their own people first.

So encouraging martial combat made sense. As long as no one was crippled or killed, it did not count as a big deal.

"Mm. If you want to learn fist techniques, you can still come find me tomorrow. Go back for today first."

"No need. What's there to be afraid of?"

Li Mo still wore that faint smile, as if he did not take the matter to heart at all.

Xiao Qin frowned.

Could Junior Brother Li be relying on his status as a true disciple, thinking Wang Hu would not really dare to make a move?

Just then.

Not far away.

"You. Come here. Fight me."

Wang Hu rubbed his fists together, stepped forward, and shoved a certain outer disciple.

The outer disciple gritted his teeth and took the fight.

However, it was only the first day of learning fist techniques, and he had barely learned the frame.

When his fist struck out, there was not much difference between it and a turtle-flailing brawl.

"So soft and weak. Did you not eat?"

Wang Hu sneered.

With a chop of his hand, he knocked the other man's fist aside, then stretched out his leg and kicked toward the bend of his knee, scattering that none-too-solid frame with one blow.

Thud—

The outer disciple failed to keep his footing and was kicked down to his knees.

On the platform, He Hongfeng frowned.

Sparring was sparring, and using a few tricks for the sake of winning was acceptable.

But Wang Hu's fist technique was clearly far above his opponent's. He was obviously deliberately humiliating the other man.

However, he glanced at Wang Hao, and in the end said nothing.

"You..."

"Mm? You're not convinced? If you're not convinced, let's keep going!"

"I am... I'm convinced..."

"If you're trash, train more. Now scram."

Wang Hu rolled his neck, his bones crackling with a series of snaps. He turned his head.

"Oh, right. I forgot we still have an esteemed true disciple here."

"Come, come. Let me see just where a true disciple is strong."

He strode over aggressively, knocking aside several outer disciples who blocked his path along the way.

Li Mo: "..."

He looked fierce and menacing, but Li Mo truly did not feel the slightest panic.

After all, he could add his martial comprehension to Six Harmonies Fist at any time.

How many years should he add?

If he shoved in all twenty years at once, would he lose control and beat the man to death?

Just then.

Chi—

A tree branch carrying a chill tore through the air.

Wang Hu's expression changed drastically in an instant, and without thinking, he hurriedly dodged.

However.

He still failed to dodge in time. It sliced open his neck, and blood instantly poured down!

How was that a tree branch? It was clearly like a sharp sword!

Everyone swallowed, feeling as if thorns were pricking their backs even from far away.

They all looked toward the entrance.

At the entrance.

Ying Bing's face was frosted over, her expression cool and detached.

Clearly, that sword just now had come from her hand.

One sword strike—and she had only casually picked up a branch and thrown it over.

Yet it had injured Wang Hu like that?

Li Mo: "!"

What was with this damned sense of security?

"She... she wanted to kill me."

Wang Hu's face went deathly pale, and even his voice trembled as he spoke.

Wang Hao's mind shook. He stared at that stunning figure, a flash of possessiveness passing through his eyes.

On her first day, she had trained an upper-grade sword art to initial mastery?

Her talent was high, her comprehension excellent, her looks breathtaking, and even her personality had that much fire.

But Wang Hu was still howling miserably over there.

So he questioned her with grave solemnity:

"Junior Sister Ying Bing, how can fellow disciples resort to killing at the slightest disagreement!"

"You had better give me an explanation."

Then he was ignored.

"What brings you here?" Li Mo asked, a little surprised.

"I was going to the Scripture Pavilion. I happened to pass by."

Ying Bing's dark brows knitted for an instant, then relaxed again.

She seemed to understand why Li Mo had appeared in the Martial Arts Hall.

"You opened your meridians?"

"Mm. I'm just not like you—I even learned a sword art."

Along with his curiosity, Li Mo could not help being shocked.

That sword strike just now definitely was not the work of someone who had only just begun.

Nor was it something that could be used the moment one opened their meridians. Ice Block had at least opened another main meridian.

Holy crap, a red destiny was seriously terrifying.

She had already caught up to him, and he had cheats.

"Back to Autumn Water Pavilion."

Ying Bing's vermilion lips parted slightly.

Without waiting for Li Mo to respond, she turned and walked toward the door.

"Mm."

Glancing at Xiao Qin, who was still dazed, Li Mo felt there was no rush.

The man was not going anywhere anyway. Investing tomorrow would be the same.

The two of them talked as if no one else were there.

Not far away, Wang Hao's expression had already darkened until it looked about to drip water.

"Junior Sister Ying Bing, you nearly killed my cousin just now!"

"Even if you are a true disciple, you cannot act so recklessly."

Ying Bing's steps paused.

As if she found this fly a little annoying, she turned her head slightly, and her voice rang out like jade falling to the ground:

"When I kill, there is never a 'nearly.'"

With that, she walked out the door.

Along the way, not a single outer disciple dared meet her gaze.

Li Mo: "!"

Yes. Too right. That was exactly the flavor.

"You..."

Wang Hao was instantly choked speechless where he stood, his dark expression shifting several times more.

Her unquestionable words had actually made belief rise in his heart.

"Senior Brother He, you're just going to watch?"

"Junior Sister Ying didn't break any rules. Your cousin's howling is full of vigor; no matter how I look at him, he doesn't seem seriously injured."

"Besides, he said himself he wanted to challenge a true disciple. And here a true disciple came."

He Hongfeng said it with a chuckle.

Did they take him for an idiot?

Even if Junior Sister Ying tore down the Martial Arts Hall, he would have to help cover for her.

"Stop fucking howling. They're gone." Wang Hao was in an inexplicably terrible mood and kicked Wang Hu in the ass.

Only then did Wang Hu react. There was merely a bloody cut on his neck.

It looked frightening, but in truth, it was nothing much.

But just now, he had truly felt as if his head and body were about to part, as if he had brushed shoulders with Death!

"Li Mo, you coward! You still have to rely on a woman to protect you!"

"If you dare come to the Martial Arts Hall again, I'll make sure you regret it! She can't protect you every single day!"

Wang Hu, flustered and furious, roared toward the outside.

Suddenly, he noticed Xiao Qin in the corner, shaking his head with a laugh.

"You piece of trash, you dare laugh at me? You were the one teaching Li Mo boxing just now, weren't you?"

Wang Hu instantly blew up.

"If you're so good at teaching, come on then, let me seek your guidance too."

Xiao Qin narrowed his eyes, bracing himself as if facing a great enemy.

He did not have Junior Brother Li's kind of good luck.

He could only rely on himself.