Soul of the Craftsman, Weapon Forging Conference Opens
"Ice Block, massaging your legs regularly can accelerate blood circulation. If you only massage one leg, it can easily cause imbalance. I suggest you massage the other leg as well."
Little Li the Gentleman was spouting nonsense with a straight face.
Really?
Ying Bing narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly and pursed her lips.
"Sister, press it a little longer."
"..."
The cool, fragrant, and elastic feel of the fabric instantly relieved Little Li's backache, leg pain, and mental fog, restoring his intelligence to its former glory.
Therefore, there is some truth to the claim that massage is beneficial to health.
Li Mo began to think calmly.
Although he has only practiced the Eight-Nine Arcane Art for two and a half days and is not yet considered a beginner, his progress has already been considerable.
Even when facing the Great Sage Projection, the gap is still immeasurably large, like looking at the stars from the ground.
If things continue like this, he hasn't fully mastered this Great Dao Divine Form, so his chances of making it into the top three of the Hidden Dragon are indeed somewhat uncertain.
Because the progress of one's Will Soul will stagnate as a result.
Last night, during dual cultivation, he realized that Ice Block seemed to be approaching the bottleneck of the Eight Apertures of Divine Observation, while he himself was almost making no progress.
"I still have time. The Weapon Forging Conference and the Hidden Dragon Assembly are not seamlessly connected."
"Let's master the Eight-Nine Arcane Art first!"
Li Mo touched a joint, rubbed it, and once the joint felt better, he understood.
Suddenly, the Ice Block was pressed against his knee, and Snowy almost kicked out reflexively, stuffing a mouthful of ice into Little Li's mouth.
"Be gentle."
Ying Bing frowned slightly; why was he getting stronger?
The massage, done unconsciously, even caused some pain, indicating that the difference in their physical strength had widened slightly.
But she has been relying on her own Taiyin energy to temper the <Sheer Veil Serene Brahma Body>...
Among the system rewards is a divine item for tempering the body— the Tribulation Body Jade.
But that thing was used to trigger heavenly tribulation to temper oneself. Although the effect was immediate, it was also extremely dangerous. Even she was carefully considering it and did not use it for the time being.
"Sorry, I was daydreaming."
Li Mo withdrew his hand, feeling embarrassed.
What are you thinking about?
"My physical conditioning has slowed down recently. I wonder if I can reach a higher level after participating in the Weapon Forging Conference."
Li Mo couldn't help but sigh with regret.
"What kind of external martial arts technique?" Ying Bing's brows furrowed even deeper.
Is that slow?
She didn't know the word Versailles, but Li Mo say such words with a sorrowful expression, she still felt strange, and her little foot involuntarily had the urge to kick him.
But he was also afraid that Li Mo would be pleased rather than surprised.
"The kind that needs to be tempered by tribulations."
One's own martial arts fundamentals are, of course, not to be casually discussed with outsiders.
But Little Li spilled the beans.
"Trials and tribulations..."
After summarizing the contents of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, Li Mo noticed that Ice Block lowered his eyes and pondered.
Yes, Ice Block still hasn't figured out her true abilities—referring to her martial arts skills.
"Ice Block, do you have any way to speed up the process?"
"Martial arts like this require taking one step at a time; there are usually no shortcuts."
Ying Bing looked away with her phoenix eyes and said softly.
"But I'll try to think of something for you."
She... decided to test the strength of the Tribulation Body Jade herself first.
She wasn't as physically strong as the childish devil, but she knew better than him how to behave and was less likely to hurt herself.
"So don't press it yet..."
"?"
Li Mo looked down and leaned back slightly. When did his hand get under the covers?!
"I don't know what's so fun about it, but I never get bored."
Ying Bing pursed her lips, her face expressionless.
"Then let's change it next time."
"Um."
"Put this on and press it again."
Li Mo took several items out of his sleeve and placed them all on the bed.
"?"
Ying Bing glanced at it, her fingertips involuntarily curling slightly.
All the stockings were made of Black Cloud Gauze, including sheer thigh-high styles, pantyhose, and fishnet stockings...
"Are there... shops run by people from Southern Border here too?" Ying Bing asked expressionlessly.
"No, this is my recent casting result!"
Little Li the Gentleman looked upright and serious, his cheerful demeanor tinged with pride, showing absolutely no sign of guilt.
"As everyone knows, Black Cloud Gauze is an extremely difficult material to forge, yet it has a wide range of applications. Many soft armors, inner armors, and night-clothes are made from this material."
"What's even more difficult is the purification of the material; all impurities must be removed from the black gold to obtain pure black cloud gold."
"Then, extremely precise forging techniques are required to draw the dark cloud gold into threads, and not a single step can be wrong. This is an extremely demanding test of the craftsman's skills and techniques."
"I'm the kind of person who likes to challenge myself, so naturally I'd choose the most difficult one!"
"Obviously, it's very difficult to make socks from Black Cloud Gauze!"
"Give it a try! This is the culmination of my craftsmanship!"
Little Li the Gentleman, with a righteous air about him, took out a sling fishing net.
What burns in their eyes seems to be... the spirit of craftsmanship?
Anyway, he believed it himself.
"..."
Ying Bing's eyes flickered slightly, her gaze shifting from her socks to her curled-up toes, which seemed to be tickling a little.
"Li Mo, let's not."
"Why?"
"I feel like after wearing them, they'll suddenly disappear, just like the previous bras I wore. Do you know why?"
"!"
The next day.
The Heavenly Mountain Sword Villa was both ethereal and magnificent, and teeming with people.
At the entrance of the Sword Manor, carriages and horses thronged like dragons, and people gathered like rain. These were all craftsmen from Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, hoping to make a name for themselves at the Weapon Forging Conference.
If their weapons can shine brightly in the hands of a Hidden Dragon star, they will become famous.
Blacksmiths also crave fame. With fame comes a steady stream of precious materials, and with fame comes status, money, and everything they desire.
Pity.
No matter what kind of competition it is, as long as it is associated with the words 'fame and fortune', it seems to develop in a strange direction.
"Hahaha, three years have passed, Old Zhao, you're still a greyhound."
"What's the use of having big muscles? They're all dead muscle, what good can they be?"
"Old Hu, you didn't take any banned drugs, did you?! You can't take that 'Divine Strength Powder' stuff, too much of it is bad for your brain."
"Hmm? That kid, could he be here to compete too?"
"With those skinny arms and legs, could he be some young master from the Aristocratic Clan who's just here to join the fun?"
"Damn it, I've trained so hard, why can't I attract women? Do they only like those weak and frail young masters?"
"You're lucky. Yesterday, some damn transvestite patted my butt on the street! And he was staring at me with his eyes wide open!"
"..."
Li Mo frowned. He was just handsome; what had he done wrong?
Is there no law anymore? Is there no justice?
How childish, comparing who has the biggest muscles.
Li Mo shook his head, deciding not to stoop to their level, then pulled the curtain to block the view from outside the Bronze Chariot.
But just then, a commotion arose ahead.
"What's wrong?"
"Looks like we caught someone carrying banned substances!"
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