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

Mo Lanxin was even more furious when he heard this:

"You...you always read those indecent books. This time you really made me suffer."

As she spoke, she grabbed Chen Manni's wrist, pulled her over, and pretended to spank her buttocks.

Chen Manni was so frightened that her face turned pale. She dodged and begged for mercy:

"Sister Lanxin, stop fighting. Master Zimo will find out..."

Mo Lanxin heard this and was afraid that Li Zimo would find out about their fight, so she stopped and glared at Chen Manni:

"Hmph, if you dare to talk nonsense again next time... I... I will beat your ass..."

Chen Manni covered her big butt with a frightened look on her face and said pitifully:

"Sister Lan Xin... I won't dare to do that again..."

Mo Lanxin let go of Chen Manni, and said in a serious tone:

"Hmph, you better remember this."

Seeing this, Chen Manni hurried forward, put her arm around Mo Lanxin with a smile on her face, and whispered softly:

"Sister Lan Xin, it's okay. Master Zimo doesn't look like a bad guy, and his cultivation is only that of a warrior. If we don't agree, he can't do anything about it."

Mo Lanxin frowned slightly and said earnestly:

"That being said, you can't just agree to something so casually. It's okay this time, but what about next time? Sooner or later, you'll suffer for it."

Chen Manni stuck out her tongue and smiled mischievously:

"I understand. I won't say that again next time."

Seeing this, Mo Lanxin shook his head helplessly, but a smile still appeared on his face.

She nodded and said to Chen Manni:

"That's good to know. Just focus on your training and try to pass this level as soon as possible."

The two smiled at each other, and the little episode in their hearts was over.

Afterwards, they each found a quiet place and devoted themselves to practicing martial arts again.

Five days passed in a flash. The upper-grade earth-level martial arts were indeed a daunting challenge for those of them who had cultivation talents of lower-grade earth-level and upper-grade mysterious-level.

However, with Li Zimo's careful teaching and unremitting efforts, they were able to cross this threshold, start practicing, and successfully gain recognition from the scroll.

At this moment, each of them was surrounded by a mysterious halo, which was a sign of successful martial arts training.

Li Zimo looked at them with a relieved smile on his face.

"Okay, let's go."

Li Zimo said softly, and then led the girls towards the light door that emitted soft light.

As their figures gradually disappeared into the light gate, tranquility returned to the hall.

Li Zimo and his group once again stepped into a hall similar to the previous one. Even the words on the stone tablet next to the light gate were exactly the same, clearly marking a deadline of one month.

Inside the main hall, seven women with different temperaments but equally beautiful were sitting on cushions in front of seven scrolls.

Their minds were completely immersed in the comprehension of martial arts techniques, and they were completely unaware of anything in the outside world.

Li Zimo glanced around and only recognized two of them - Leng Ruyan, the leader of the Shenwu Guard, and Mo Li, the black-clothed woman who had hurriedly left in the cave in the Shiwan Mountains.

A happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was secretly glad that he could meet them here again.

Seeing that they showed no signs of waking up for the time being, Li Zimo signaled the girls to wait patiently, and he came to the cushion in front of a scroll, sat cross-legged, and began to comprehend the martial arts in the scroll.

Just fifteen minutes later, he woke up from his comprehension of the martial arts, with an expression of "as expected" on his face, and a faint halo surrounded him.

This time, the martial arts he comprehended were of the highest heaven grade, with astonishing power.

Li Zimo was secretly amazed in his heart. These martial arts were all good things, enough to be the treasure of a big sect.

He felt more and more that this secret realm was extraordinary, and it might be a Martial Emperor-level inheritance.

After all, being able to provide no less than a thousand heavenly-level martial arts techniques at one time is something that not ordinary people can do.

Thinking of this, Li Zimo couldn't help but feel impatient and wanted to go to the next level to see what other surprises were waiting for him.

But he also knew that now was not the time to relax, as there were so many women waiting for him. He had to seize the time and continue to learn more martial arts.

So, he collected his thoughts, came and sat down on the cushion in front of another scroll, and immersed himself in the comprehension of martial arts again.

Two hours later, Li Zimo slowly stood up from the mat, a satisfied smile on his face, and walked towards the women with light steps.

Seeing this, the girls gathered around, their eyes full of anticipation. Yun Qingyao was the first to ask:

"Zimo, how's it going? Have you mastered the martial arts?"

Li Zimo smiled and nodded, answering affirmatively:

"I understand."

When the girls heard this, they immediately burst into cheers, their joy beyond words.

Li Zimo's smile brightened upon seeing this, and he said softly:

"You all line up according to your talent level, starting with the Xuan-level talents and going from lowest to highest. The Xuan-level talents come first."

Upon hearing this, the girls nodded in agreement and lined up according to Li Zimo's instructions.

Huang Shiyun, Yang Jingya, Xie Sihan, Zhao Feixue, and Lin Yuting, as the owners of Xuan-level top-grade talents, were the first to come out.

Li Zimo patiently taught the five of them the top-grade heavenly martial arts in order.

After the instruction was completed, they could not wait to begin practicing, striving to master this powerful martial art as quickly as possible.

Next, it was the turn of Yun Qingyao, Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, Mo Lanxin, and Chen Manni. They all had lower-grade earth-level talents.

Li Zimo also patiently taught them martial arts one by one. They were all grateful and happy, and each found a place to start practicing.

Li Zimo, who finally had some free time, came to Mo Li, who was still immersed in her comprehension, sat quietly beside her, and waited patiently.

He looked at Mo Li's beautiful face, a warm feeling surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but smile happily.

Three hours passed quietly, and Yun Qingyao's two sisters, Biyingrou and Shuiyueqin, were the first to wake up from their state of comprehension.

However, their faces did not show the expected joy, but were instead filled with disappointment and sadness, as if they had experienced some unspeakable setbacks.

When their eyes swept over the people in the hall who were immersed in their cultivation, they couldn't help but show surprise.

Obviously they had not expected that so many people would suddenly come into the hall.

Yun Qingyao noticed that the two had woken up, and ran over immediately, hugging them tightly. Tears welled up in her eyes and finally turned into loud sobbing.

The authenticity and depth of this emotion moved everyone present.