In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Li Zimo stared at the mysterious stone wall. After pondering for a moment, he made a bold guess:

"Qingyao, you mentioned earlier that you were fighting here. Perhaps opening this stone wall requires certain conditions, such as a specific talent, blood, or even spiritual fluctuations in a certain combat state?"

Upon hearing this, the three women were all cheered up, with hope glittering in their eyes.

They all used their spiritual power to carefully draw out a few drops of blood, which gently fell on the stone wall.

However, the stone wall was like a cold stone, showing no reaction to their blood and still standing there quietly.

The three women couldn't help but feel disappointed, with frustrated expressions on their faces.

Li Zimo frowned upon seeing this and asked softly, "Can you tell me your respective talent levels?"

Yang Jingya and Huang Shiyun answered in unison: "We are Xuan-level upper-grade talents."

Yun Qingyao also said frankly: "I have a low-grade earth-level talent."

Li Zimo nodded, seemingly thinking about something.

He walked to the stone wall, took a deep breath, then slowly gathered his spiritual power and concentrated it on his fingertips.

I saw a few drops of bright red blood on his fingers, gently floating towards the stone wall under the stimulation of spiritual power.

The moment the blood touched the stone wall, it suddenly lit up and emitted a dazzling light.

The light was like the first rays of dawn, warm and mysterious, enveloping the four of them tightly.

The four of them only felt a flash before their eyes, as if they were pulled by a powerful force and were instantly pulled into the stone wall.

The moment they were pulled into the mysterious stone wall, the four of them felt dizzy. When the dizziness gradually dissipated, they found themselves in a spacious and bright hall.

The hall was empty, the floor was as smooth as a mirror, and the walls were covered with paintings emitting a mysterious halo.

There is a cushion placed in front of each painting, as if waiting for the arrival of the right person.

In front of the main hall, a multicolored light gate shone brightly. Beside the light gate stood an ancient stone tablet with a few lines of shocking words engraved on it:

"Observe the scroll and comprehend the techniques and martial arts. If you comprehend any technique or martial arts within seven days, you can proceed to the next level. Otherwise, you will die."

The four of them looked at each other, their hearts trembling, feeling unprecedented pressure and challenges.

Li Zimo was the first to walk to the light gate and tried to force his way in, but the light gate was as motionless as a solid wall. It was obvious that he needed to comprehend the martial arts in the scroll before he could open it.

Li Zimo informed the three girls of the result. Upon hearing this, the three girls couldn't help but show some fear on their faces.

However, Li Zimo smiled slightly, his eyes full of confidence and determination.

He comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I will help you."

With Li Zimo's encouragement, the three women gradually calmed down. They each found a cushion to sit on and began to concentrate on watching the scroll in front of them.

The contents of the scroll seemed to possess a magical power that drew their minds tightly into it.

At the same time, a faint halo rose from the cushion, enveloping them, as if providing them with some kind of protection to prevent them from being disturbed by the outside world during the process of comprehension.

Time passed quietly and five minutes went by in a flash.

Just when the three women were still immersed in the world of the scroll, a gleam of brilliance suddenly flashed in Li Zimo's eyes. He suddenly opened his eyes and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It turned out that he had already comprehended a low-grade Xuan-level sword technique in this short period of time.

Li Zimo stood up and lightly tapped his sword finger. A sharp sword light instantly cut through the air, making a crisp sword chant.

The halo on the scroll seemed to have sensed the power of Li Zimo's comprehension, and a ray of light surrounded him, reflecting the sword skills and martial arts he had just comprehended.

He turned to look at the three women who were still immersed in the world of the scroll. Seeing that they were unaware of the movements in the outside world, he knew that the barrier on the futon isolated the sounds from inside and outside.

So, he turned and walked towards another scroll, his eyes wandering among many scrolls, and finally chose one that emitted a faint blue light and looked quite extraordinary.

He stepped forward lightly, sat on the cushion in front of the scroll, and began a new round of comprehension.

The halo on the futon lit up again, enveloping him.

After comprehending three more low-grade Xuan-level martial arts, Li Zimo stopped and no longer comprehended them. Instead, he stood quietly in the hall, waiting for the women to wake up.

After an incense stick of time, the three of them woke up from that wonderful state of enlightenment one after another.

Yang Jingya frowned, walked to Li Zimo with a worried look on her face, and said softly:

"Brother Zimo, this is a bit tricky. Just watching the figures in the scroll perform martial arts, it's difficult to grasp the essence of it. I can only imitate their form but cannot comprehend their spirit. What should I do?"

Huang Shiyun also sighed and agreed, "Yes, sir, this difficulty is indeed beyond imagination."

Yun Qingyao was even more emotionally broken, tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked and said:

"This test is so difficult, what should we do? Sister Yingrou and Sister Yueqin have been here for over a month. Could they have already..."

At this point, she was already sobbing.

Li Zimo quickly walked to Yun Qingyao, gently hugged her slender waist, and gently comforted her:

"Qingyao, don't worry too much. Although this test may seem difficult, as long as you observe and feel carefully, the figures in the scroll will become clear, and their movements and the way their spiritual energy flows will also be clearly displayed before you. Then you can try to imitate the figures in the scroll and perform martial arts. Getting started is quite simple."

Yun Qingyao looked at Li Zimo with tears in her eyes, a hint of uncertainty flickering in her eyes:

"Really? Can we really comprehend martial arts in such a short time?"

Li Zimo nodded firmly, his tone full of confidence:

"Of course. Nothing is impossible if we put our minds to it."

After hearing what Li Zimo said, Yun Qingyao felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She stopped crying, smiled, and nodded:

"Well, thank you, Zimo. I'll try again then."

Li Zimo gently pulled Yun Qingyao, who was about to turn around and devote herself to comprehension again, and said with a smile:

"Wait a moment, Qingyao. I have already helped you comprehend three sword techniques. I will just teach them to you directly."

As soon as these words came out, the three women looked at him in surprise, their eyes full of disbelief.

Yang Jingya spoke first, with a hint of disbelief in her voice:

"Brother Zimo, you... you really succeeded in understanding it? And you also helped each of us understand one?"

Li Zimo nodded lightly, a confident smile on his face:

"Yes, it's all done."