Picked up the wrong bamboo slips and learned Blissful Zen
After Gu Cheng returned to the platform.
Everyone fussed over him, asking how he was feeling.
CoCo in particular was all but tending to him personally.
"Ahem, thanks, everyone. Keep an eye on things over there while I rest. Call me if anything happens."
After dealing with everyone, Gu Cheng took out the bamboo slips for the Mohist Sword Technique and pressed them against his forehead.
He had not given the Mohist Sword Technique to those two earlier because he did not want to disrupt their fighting styles. One was used to wielding a dagger, while the other had only just gotten comfortable with an axe. If they
suddenly switched to saber fighting without even having sabers on hand, it could easily backfire.
He figured that if he could not find new weapons for the time being, he should not have them learn the saber technique.
Or I could visit the Crescent Hotel and see if they have any suitable sabers.
That was Gu Cheng's final thought before entering meditation.
Gu Cheng entered the mysterious space again.
An old man with a soot-blackened face, ragged clothes, and a white beard stood before him, smiling as he said, "The Mozi Saber Technique is the most ferocious on the offensive among the many martial arts of the Mohists
and completely contradicts our Mohist ideals of Universal Love and Non-Aggression. But its purpose remains unchanged: to take 'promoting the greatest good for the world and eliminating its evils' as our duty."
"The essence of the Mozi Saber Technique lies in these words: disregard life and death, and press forward fearlessly."
"Use offense as defense, seize the initiative against your enemy, roam the world unchallenged, and sweep aside all opposition. The saber technique progresses