Gilded Heavenly Book Seal, Upgradeable Divine Skill, World Seed!

"Three investment rewards at once?"

Li Mo was surprised and thrilled.

The rewards plucked from the Ice Block this time were not only high in quality, but the quantity was also quite satisfying.

For a moment, Li Mo was a little overwhelmed.

As expected, the Ice Block's jade legs were the best to cling to.

He must treat the Ice Block to a good meal tomorrow as a reward.

"Let's look at them one by one."

Li Mo cast his gaze toward the first reward that appeared.

[Gilded Heavenly Book Seal]: "Can raise the grade of any martial art at or below the level of a Divine Art."

"It can even raise the grade of a Divine Art?"

Li Mo gasped in a display of profound ignorance.

To be honest, he had only ever heard of things like Divine Arts.

One had to know that the Clear Abyss Sect had such a long history, and its founding ancestor had even come from the Central Province, yet the highest martial art within the sect was merely a Peerless Art.

Practicing a mid-tier martial art to great success was enough to be considered a powerful figure in the Purple Sun Prefecture.

Practicing a high-tier martial art to great success was enough to establish a sect.

Yes.

As things stood, as long as his cultivation realm kept up, Li Mo could be considered a well-known expert in the entire prefecture based solely on his Fire Crane Thousand Feather Sword Technique.

Regarding Divine Arts...

Li Mo had only heard storytellers recount that a hundred years ago, a powerhouse known as the Thousand Forms Martial Venerable had fled to the Eastern Wasteland Domain carrying a Divine Art.

At that time, it had drawn countless experts from outside the domain to descend; local sects like the Clear Abyss Sect didn't even have the qualifications to intervene.

Even the Great Yu Heaven Seeking Guard had personally entered the fray.

In the end, no one knew into whose hands that Divine Art had fallen.

In his understanding, Divine Arts were the ceiling of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Beyond Divine Arts?

That was completely outside the scope of Li Mo's imagination.

"It's a pity I don't even have a Divine Art right now, so I'll save it for later."

Li Mo's heart surged with excitement, much like a pauper who had suddenly stumbled upon a chest of gold bars.

Though the gold bars were good, he had no way to spend them just yet.

The best martial art he currently possessed was merely a Peerless Art.

Using the Gilded Heavenly Book Seal on a Peerless Art would be a complete waste of a heavenly treasure.

"Within the Heavenly Book Seal, there should be the capacity to upgrade Peerless Arts."

"When the time comes, I can first upgrade a Peerless Art into a Divine Art..."

"Besides, 'mere Divine Arts'—the Ice Block might just drop one for me at any moment."

Li Mo's mindset had always been quite resilient.

Having read so many novels in his past life, he had seen plenty of pigs run even if he hadn't eaten pork.

Stay calm, stay calm.

Li Mo looked at the next reward.

[World Seed]: "A small world in its nascent state, currently in a state of unformed chaos. It will gradually grow and perfect itself alongside the host's strength, and in the future, it will have the opportunity to evolve into a true Great World!"

A Great World!

These five words alone were enough to illustrate its immense value.

Li Mo was truly stunned this time.

No, wait, he had only just begun his martial arts training.

Was the standard for his future already leaning toward the direction of Pangu splitting the heavens and earth?

The World Seed would continuously grow stronger as he grew stronger.

And as the small world grew stronger, it would, in turn, nourish him.

In the end, the world would be him.

Within his world, the concept of strength or weakness would no longer be important.

He would be the Heavenly Dao, he would be the Sovereign; with a single thought, he could turn the world upside down and shift the stars and constellations.

"The vast Nine Heavens and Ten Earths also began from a World Seed."

"Does it expand naturally, or does it grow by attaching itself to a specific person?"

Li Mo's thoughts wandered, and he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild.

Well, this wasn't something he could investigate for the time being.

In his perception, his little world couldn't even be considered a seedling yet.

"Claim."

No sooner had the thought crossed Li Mo's mind than the environment around him began to shift like rippling water.

In a trance, he saw countless colors surging, rearranging, and changing—bizarre and kaleidoscopic.

In an instant, all the colors vanished into thin air, leaving only boundless emptiness.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing in a space of pure white.

In every direction, there was nothing but endless white mist.

The space that had been opened up beneath his feet was only the size of a basketball court, even smaller than the Autumn Water Pavilion.

However, this space belonged entirely to him.

"Sword, come!"

Li Mo's expression turned solemn as he beckoned with a casual wave.

Suddenly, a divine sword flew in from nowhere, its aura sharp and its edge fully exposed.

Dressed in white as snow, he looked like a true peerless swordsman.

Suddenly, he let out a great shout:

"Sword Opens the Heavenly Gate!"

Instantly, boundless Sword Qi surged to the heavens, sweeping across the world.

Uh...

If one ignored the fact that this 'world' was only about ten yards in radius, this sword strike was still quite dashing.

"Being a swordsman is truly satisfying."

"If only I could use this move outside as well."

Young Master Li sighed.

His talent for the sword hadn't changed; it was just his performative personality acting up, and this little world was merely playing along with his act...

"It still looks a bit too empty here."

"I should decorate it a little."

Li Mo felt a sudden interest in tidying up his private space.

Ten minutes later.

Young Master Li exhausted all the imagery he had accumulated from reading novels to renovate the place.

The empty ground now featured pavilions and towers, all crystalline and translucent—the highlight being its low-key elegance.

Among the pavilions and towers, there were ancient wells, chessboards, alchemy furnaces... and a series of other extraordinary items.

Li Mo even wanted to add some exotic flowers and rare herbs.

Regrettably...

"It seems I cannot create life at the moment."

Li Mo realized.

Even though he was the master of this heaven and earth, there were things he couldn't do.

For instance, creating life.

"I can, however, bring life from the outside in."

"But that life form cannot be an existence stronger than me."

"And things created inside cannot be taken outside for now."

After tinkering for a while, Li Mo gained a bit more understanding of the World Seed.

Late at night.

His consciousness withdrew from the World Seed.

Li Mo glanced at the moon outside.

He had just estimated that he had spent an hour inside, and about the same amount of time had passed outside.

Hmm, for now, the flow of time between the two worlds was roughly the same.

"Right, there's still the feedback."

He had been having too much fun. Li Mo had almost forgotten about the final piece of feedback.

[Formless Glazed Mask]: "Capable of infinite transformations; can isolate all methods of detection."

The description was concise and to the point. Li Mo took it out immediately.

It was a glazed, metallic mask.

After putting it on, he looked at himself in the mirror and discovered that his entire aura had changed.

If he were to change his clothes as well, even he wouldn't be able to recognize the person behind the mask as himself.

For instance, people were said to have a certain "aura," but as long as he willed it, wearing the mask allowed him to project a sense of unfathomable depth.

Not only could his aura be toggled, but the mask's appearance could be altered as well.

Swish—

The next moment, the Formless Glazed Mask transformed into a dragon-headed mask.

Swish—

The dragon head then shifted into a simple, endearing pig-headed mask.

"It can even change the sound of my voice..."

When Li Mo spoke, his voice became deep and resonant. He nodded in satisfaction. He withdrew his focus and began to practice his cultivation.

By the afternoon, just as Li Mo was preparing to eat and then open his eleventh meridian, a guest arrived at the Autumn Water Pavilion.

Elder Han He—an old acquaintance.

"Li Mo and Ying Bing, why didn't you go to Divine Weapon Peak today?" The old man asked Shang Wu with a frown the moment he stepped inside.

"Why would they go to Divine Weapon Peak?" Shang Wu was lying comfortably on a rocking chair, basking in the sun, and picked at her ear with an indifferent expression.

"They are the top three of the sect trial!" Elder Han He retorted, annoyed.

Why was it said that every inner disciple could go to the Divine Blade Cave to select a weapon? Because those who could enter the inner sect could basically achieve decent results in the sect trial. They would thus earn a chance to enter the Divine Blade Cave to select a weapon. Of course, as the top three, their rewards were not limited to just that, but the sect was currently busy, and some rewards had yet to be distributed.

"It seems there was something like that." Shang Wu tilted her head, finally remembering.

Elder Han He couldn't be bothered to say more to her. Seeing that both Ying Bing and Li Mo were present, he said, "Let's go. Follow me to Divine Weapon Peak."

"Elder Han He, I have a request." Ying Bing suddenly spoke up.

"Hm? Speak." Elder Han He, who had been about to turn around, stopped in his tracks.

Notifying disciples of such matters usually wouldn't require a Peak Master like him. The only reason he had come in person was because of Ying Bing, the sect's precious treasure. Naturally, he had to consider her opinion.

Ying Bing said, "I would like to postpone the visit to the Divine Blade Cave for a few days."

"Why?"

Ying Bing glanced at Li Mo and said softly, "This disciple feels that my swordsmanship can still be improved, so that I may obtain a better weapon when the time comes."

"In that case... it is not entirely impossible."

Han He raised an eyebrow, seemingly quite surprised by the progress of her swordsmanship, before nodding.

"That is naturally fine, but it can be delayed by three days at most."

"Three days from now, Divine Weapon Peak will enter the season when the earth fire is at its most turbulent, and no one will be able to enter Divine Blade Cave."

"This disciple understands."

Three days.

Ying Bing was confident that she could raise Li Mo's swordsmanship to the next level.

She anticipated that gaining the recognition of a famous blade by then would not be difficult.