Let the Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul Stay; This Old Man Can't Keep Being Muddled!

"What are you saying?"

Ying Bing picked up her chopsticks, as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Brother Li is very dissatisfied with his nickname."

Murong Xiao shook his head and advised, "Brother Li, fame is fleeting; why be so attached to it? It's nothing but passing clouds, dreams, and illusions."

"Really? Burying Love?"

"..."

The Master Burial Love seems to have realized that knowledge gained from books is ultimately superficial; one cannot advise others without experiencing things firsthand.

A man's growth can sometimes happen in an instant...

"I think it's great." Ying Bing's cheeks twitched slightly, and her lowered eyes held a smile.

As soon as the words were spoken, the hall fell silent. Countless people felt a jumble of emotions churning within them.

The woman with the highest ranking on the Hidden Dragon Ranking is probably also the most brilliant and talented person in the history of the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

Yesterday, she used her divine sword to quell the heavenly tribulation and shattered the External Scene Realm. Although she did not defeat the fifth realm in a direct confrontation, it was still an unprecedented feat.

She smiled, a smile that was surprisingly gentle, even tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Everyone was thinking, "You 'Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul,' you're so ungrateful! How dare you be dissatisfied with your nickname? Are you satisfied with the sound of my back teeth?"

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk has severed all worldly ties, and the sea of gold has dried up."

Murong Xiao chanted Buddhist mantras and began gnawing on a pork knuckle made from a river pig.

"I have more important things to do," Xiao Qin said slowly.

"..." Huang Donglai's eyes were wary.

Although he had tried his best to remain inconspicuous, he was still on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Many high-ranking officials and nobles in the Imperial Capital were keen to catch the richest men on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and they didn't even let him, this two-faced turtle, go.

However, he believed that beautiful women were all sources of trouble!

Miss Ying is the epitome of trouble! Therefore, Brother Li is in great danger!

"... Alright, do you even have a partner? All you're doing is grumbling."

Qin Yuzhi's casual remark effectively ended the game.

The dining table fell silent for a moment, with only the sound of everyone quietly shoveling food into their mouths.

After a moment, Princess Little Jiang, still somewhat bewildered, asked:

"Big Brother Li, would you like a swordsman's nickname?"

"Hmm... I've been learning a lot of Swordsmanship lately."

Li Mo glanced at the martial arts insights that had been crossed out for eight hundred years.

"But a person can only have two nicknames, I wonder which one will be replaced in the end."

Princess Little Jiang blinked.

"..."

It's a tough choice between the two.

At this moment, Ice Block paused with his chopsticks, glancing at Li Mo out of the corner of his eye.

Li Mo said righteously, "Naturally, it's the Divine Hammer Little Overlord; let's keep the Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul."

"Oh, oh, oh, keep your Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul' then."

"Heh, do you think you're doing justice to your talent for hammer-wielding?"

The crowd cheered and couldn't help but give Li Mo a thumbs up in their hearts, thinking that he should become Wife-Prospering Fighting Soul. His talent in this area seemed to be no worse than that of the hammer-wielding cultivator.

Everyone was happy.

Apart from Hammer Treasure, who's causing trouble again in the Small World.

A hint of pleasure flickered in Ice Block's eyes, and then he said:

"With the Heavenly Human Divine Sword in hand, you can do it. How's your training going?"

Li Mo thought for a moment and said, "Probably two or three out of ten."

"Hmm, once you've practiced even one-tenth or one-twelfth of it, then... hmm?"

Ice Block snapped out of her daze, her clear eyes fixed, and tilted her head slightly.

Her usual aloofness seemed to have turned into something a little... dazed?

"Tao Shao?" Bai Jinghong's eyes widened slightly.

It's one thing to be inferior to Li Mo in other aspects, but now even in swordsmanship?

How long has it been since Li Mo obtained the Heavenly Human Divine Sword?

They cannot accept this!

Li Mo said with a headache, "I have already mastered the sword of a chivalrous commoner, but the sword of a scholar who governs the world is much more difficult for me to learn."

"???"

"I have indeed finished learning."

Ying Bing nodded slightly. The fact that Li Mo could touch the Scholar's Sword meant that he had indeed mastered 30% of the sword essence within the Heavenly Human Divine Sword.

Come to my room later.

"Good."

Li Mo couldn't help but laugh and quickly finished his meal.

Then, Little Li led his teacher, who was like Ice Block, upstairs.

Everyone remained silent. Could his swordsmanship talent truly be beyond their imagination?

Could he really have succeeded?

As everyone remained silent, a respectful greeting suddenly came from the entrance of Cloud-Stepping Tower, sounding like, "Greetings, Master Du; greetings, Young Master."

Master Du came today to advise Little Li not to go astray. Xie Xuan followed along, nodding slightly to everyone before noticing the people sitting at the table.

"Gentlemen, where is Li Mo?"

Xie Xuan could tell from the food on the table that it was Chef Li's doing.

"He went to learn swordsmanship from Sister Bing," Princess Little Jiang said.

"As expected, he's very fixated on this; it's no longer just a hobby."

Master Craftsman Du sighed.

"Miss Ying is really something, indulging him so much."

"Even if Li Mo were to learn from her, it wouldn't be long before..."

Xie Xuan was quite aware of the Divine Hammer Little Overlord's swordsmanship.

"Brother Xie, you are mistaken," Huang Donglai shook his head.

"Didn't Miss Ying spoil him?"

Xie Xuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said:

"Is this a brilliant move by Cold Fairy? Using sword teaching as a way to make him realize that he shouldn't continue practicing swordsmanship?"

"Um, what I meant was, your second sentence was incorrect. What's the name of the sword technique Miss Ying was going to teach him to summon the heavenly tribulation... Divine Firmament Demon Slayer?"

"?"

Xie Xuan was taken aback. Seeing that Du Wufeng seemed confused, he quickly said:

"It would probably take me three to five years to learn that sword technique, and I might not even be able to master it."

"???"

Du Wufeng leaned back slightly, then quickly walked upstairs.

When Lao Du gets serious, he looks like he's wearing the halo of a life mentor, about to rescue lost sheep who can't extricate themselves.

"This time, I can't be foolish again!"