If Zhou Mo had even a single Martial Technique at his disposal...
Then even as a mere Level-Two Cultivator, he would immediately stand apart from ordinary people.
"Not bad."
Chen Fan hefted the Bamboo Slip in his hand and suddenly smiled.
As the Camp developed...
There were many things he would no longer be able to hide. If he wanted to expand his power, he would inevitably have to make contact with the outside world, and conflicts, assassination attempts, and the like would naturally follow.
Everyone knew he was a Builder.
Too weak to even truss a Chicken.
That was common knowledge.
Builders were special Cultivators who could not practice Martial Techniques.
When an enemy went to great lengths to get close to him and finally seized a once-in-a-lifetime chance to assassinate him, he would draw a saber from his robes and counter with the Water-Cutting Saber Art at grand Perfection. That scene would surely be entertaining, and the look on his enemy's face even more so.
It looked like he would have to collect more Martial Technique-type exotic treasures in the future.
These were good East.
A Builder?
He was just an ordinary Cultivator with an "eternal night lord" panel. He had no Builder talent whatsoever.
He did not crush the Bamboo Slip in his hand.
This saber art was better suited to Zhou Mo. He planned to place this Martial Technique in a Training Room later, but he did not have that Building Blueprint yet, nor did he know where to obtain it.
Once the Wooden Hut reached level four, it had three possible upgrade paths.
"Life Workshop."
"Artifact Workshop."
"Alchemy Workshop."
These three upgrade paths also determined the Wooden Hut's subsequent development. There was no possibility of upgrading a Wooden Hut into a Training Room.
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