This Child Is Too Honest, Ancient Bronze Heavenly Book Seal!

Clear Abyss Sect, Scripture Pavilion.

This was an octagonal building, its tiers overlapping as they rose to a height of a hundred zhang.

Many disciples were entering and exiting.

The moment Li Mo appeared at the entrance, he was met with countless gazes.

"Is that Disciple Li?"

"Senior Brother Li is so handsome, especially when he smiles; he's so gentle, unlike the other true disciples who are so aloof."

"That must be the Crimson Firmament Sword at his waist. To possess a Mystic Weapon at such a young age—his swordsmanship must be excellent."

"I wonder what happened at the Divine Blade Cave yesterday; the earth veins erupted ahead of schedule."

"Sigh, Elder Han He has sealed off everything below the third level of the Divine Blade Cave. I fear it will be difficult for disciples to obtain Mystic Weapons in the future."

"Many of the elders don't even have Mystic Artifacts, so it doesn't really have anything to do with the disciples anyway."

The whispering was not loud.

But Li Mo heard it clearly.

"Elder Han He certainly moves quickly."

"Though the old man is obsessed with saving face, he is indeed reliable when it comes to getting things done."

While lost in thought, Li Mo arrived at the first-floor counter.

The inner sect deacon, seeing it was him, put on a smiling face.

"Disciple Li, are you planning to go to the fifth floor to collect your sect trial rewards?"

"That is correct."

Li Mo nodded and handed over his waist token.

"Uh... Disciple Li, the fifth floor only contains Intermediate Martial Arts."

The inner sect deacon reminded him.

A suitable Intermediate Martial Art was quite rare for an inner sect disciple.

But surely a true disciple shouldn't be lacking in such things?

Li Mo smiled but said nothing.

The inner sect deacon suddenly remembered that although this Disciple Li was a true disciple, his master was Elder Shang Wu...

Everything suddenly made sense.

"You may choose two Intermediate Martial Arts. Please."

"Many thanks."

Before long, the other party finished the registration.

Li Mo immediately turned and headed upstairs.

On the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion, there were still quite a few Clear Abyss Sect disciples.

The bottom three floors housed only unranked martial arts, as well as various biographies and miscellaneous books.

Li Mo did not linger and continued up the stairs.

On the fourth floor, the number of people had thinned out significantly.

Stored here were Elementary Martial Arts, as well as knowledge on subjects like alchemy, forging, and the raising of exotic beasts.

Those browsing books here were mostly inner sect disciples.

Li Mo took note of something.

There were actually books on cooking.

However, after picking one up and glancing at it for two seconds, young Li's mouth twitched, and he put it back.

"No wonder the food in the Clear Abyss Sect cafeteria tastes so mediocre."

Li Mo felt it didn't hold a candle to the cookbook he had received from his investment returns.

The fifth floor.

There were even fewer people here.

Only disciples who had completed sect missions and accumulated a certain amount of contribution points could spend them to come up here.

"Hammer techniques..."

Li Mo walked over to the section housing weapon skills.

"Quenching Hammer Technique... that's for forging."

"Tiger Roar Hammer... suitable for a long-handled heavy hammer? Not quite right..."

Well then.

It seemed that not only did young Li not particularly enjoy smashing people with a hammer.

The Scripture Pavilion was supposed to be all-encompassing, yet it couldn't even produce a few hammer-wielding martial arts techniques.

That made sense.

In the martial arts world, one only ever heard of Sword Gods, Blade Sects, and Spear Immortals.

When had anyone ever heard of a title that included a hammer?

Hammer techniques were already niche enough.

The Calamity Meteor Hammer was a short-handled hammer, making it the most niche of the niche.

"Brother Li!"

Just then, a familiar youthful voice drifted over from not far away.

Turning his head, he saw Murong Xiao waving at him from a short distance.

"Are you here to pick out a martial art, too?"

Li Mo asked, surprised.

Divine Weapon Peak was wealthy and powerful.

It was rare for a true disciple to personally run to the Scripture Pavilion to look for techniques.

"Brother Li, you've misunderstood."

"I didn't tell my master."

Murong Xiao gave a wry smile.

He offered a brief explanation, and once Li Mo activated his Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye, he understood the situation.

[Name: Murong Xiao.]
[Age: 16.]
[Bone Structure: Cry-Dragon Body.]
[Realm: Blood-Qi Realm, Seventh Pulse.]
[Destiny: Blue with a hint of gray.]
[Evaluation: His father is human, his mother a dragon in human form. He is kind-hearted but deeply affected by his own bloodline. If he can harmonize the benefits of both, his future will be boundless; if he succumbs to both flaws, he will become a scourge.]
[Recent Encounters: Influenced by his bloodline, he has recently been plagued by distracting thoughts and constant nightmares, dreaming day after day that his hands are stained with blood. Consequently, he is looking for a mental cultivation method to calm his mind.]

"Master doesn't know yet that my half-demon bloodline comes from a Cry-Dragon..."

Murong Xiao sighed, his face full of distress.

"So that's why you came to the Scripture Pavilion by yourself?"

Li Mo wore a strange expression.

Murong Xiao nodded: "Exactly. If the old man asks, I don't want to lie to him, but I'm afraid to tell the truth, so I just didn't tell him at all..."

Li Mo: "..."

Old man Han He was so easy to talk to; a little bit of maneuvering would easily secure a mental cultivation method, and he might even just toss a superior-grade technique his way.

This kid was truly honest to a fault.

"You should be able to find a mental cultivation method."

"But don't expect a mid-grade technique to suppress your bloodline."

Li Mo shook his head.

"Then what should I do... hm?"

Murong Xiao looked troubled, truly at a loss for what to do, when a booklet was suddenly shoved into his hands.

"This is..."

"Golden Bell Shield, a superior-grade body-tempering martial art."

"Ah?"

Murong Xiao opened his mouth, completely bewildered, wondering why Brother Li had handed him a body-tempering technique.

"To clear your mind and calm your spirit, why must it be a mental cultivation method?"

Li Mo looked at this unlucky kid helplessly:

"This superior-grade martial art originates from the Buddhist sect; it contains Buddhist principles and is a method for cultivating both body and mind."

"Once you have mastered the Golden Bell Shield, why fear being plagued by distracting thoughts?"

"Golden Bell Shield..."

Murong Xiao's dim eyes lit up.

But soon, he became uneasy again, tugging at the corner of his clothes, wanting to say something but hesitating...

"Do not feel burdened."

Li Mo patted the Crimson Firmament Sword at his waist. "I retrieved a Mystic Artifact from Divine Weapon Peak; it is far more precious than a single superior martial art. Consider this a case of returning a peach for a plum."

In truth, it was far more than just the Crimson Firmament Sword.

Whenever he gave something away, the other party might earn a small profit, but he would always earn much more.

"Divine Weapon Peak is Divine Weapon Peak; how can this be considered returning a peach for a plum..."

"Brother Li, I have received your great favor once again."

Murong Xiao pressed his lips together tightly, his gratitude beyond words.

Looking at his expression, it seemed that aside from bearing children, he would not even frown at anything Li Mo asked of him.

"When you head down the mountain to execute sect missions, you must notify me."

"Sect missions..."

Including the true disciples, all disciples of the Clear Abyss Sect were required to complete sect missions, both large and small, on a regular basis.

This was mandatory.

After all, if the Clear Abyss Sect did nothing but stand there, no one would honor it as the head of the sects in Purple Sun Prefecture.

"I have indeed been planning to do so recently."

"Then I shall trouble you when the time comes."

Li Mo agreed.

The Murong Clan held significant power in Purple Sun Prefecture and could be considered one of the local overlords; no matter what mission he undertook, they could provide him with convenience.

"Then I shall return to contemplate the Golden Bell Shield!"

Only then did Murong Xiao reveal a smile.

"Go."

After he left, the system sent a prompt at the opportune moment:

[Congratulations to the host for successfully investing a superior martial art in Murong Xiao, helping him break free from the shackles of his bloodline.]

[Investment feedback: One Ancient Bronze Heavenly Book Seal.]

[Ancient Bronze Heavenly Book Seal]: "Stamp this onto any martial art to initiate deduction and refinement, thereby increasing the martial art's grade. It can elevate a martial art up to the level of an ultimate technique."

"Good stuff!"

A superior martial art becoming an ultimate technique.

Furthermore, he could even choose the type of ultimate technique!

The feedback Murong Xiao brought him this time was somewhat beyond his expectations!