After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"Wow... My swordsman dream..."

"Don't cry, victory and defeat are common in the military. I'll lose to Bingtuozi too... Uh, what's the matter? There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession has its own top talent. If you really can't do it, why don't you learn how to use a hammer from me?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!"

"Okay, okay, how about I give you a good knife as compensation?"

"What do you know? This is my beloved sword. It's the hope of my elders. It's been with me since I was little. I regard it as..."

"Hey, this sword is called Yunlei. I bought it at the East China Sea Rare Treasures Market Auction. It's ranked as a treasure weapon and is worth sixty pieces..."

"hiss....."

The young man Tang Liu, whose dreams were shattered, threw away the "beloved" in his hand and hugged his new love in his arms, with an expression of great joy, as if he was admiring a rare treasure.

Li Mo: “…”

If he had taken out the knife earlier, would there have been no need to waste so much time and effort?

The many gangsters watching from the audience were completely silent. Having been in the gang for so long, they had seen all kinds of scenes.

This scene is something I have never seen before.

"Such a familiar feeling. I still remember when we were in Yunzhou City..."

"Actually, the broken sword can't be blamed entirely on Young Master Li. Isn't it a bit exaggerated for him to use a precious weapon to compensate him? Doesn't he understand its preciousness?"

"No, no, no, it's you who don't understand Young Master Li."

Elder Qian's face was dark just now because the disciples of Qingyuan Sect still had a gap with the big sects and their battle record was dismal.

His face was red now, because a disciple of Qingyuan Sect challenged someone of a higher level and was beaten until he cried. In the end, he was like coaxing a child, and his old face was hot.

He shouldn't be hosting any competitions!

What should he say now?

Elder Qian glanced at the person next to him. The person commenting and sparring with him was Shang Wu. After all, Shang Wu was a fighting king, and this was one of the few times she could make use of her skills.

Shang Wu took a sip of wine: "Is this right? This is not right."

Elder Qian was stunned. Shang Wu was so human today?

Before I could finish my thought, I heard her say:

"Why give me a knife? Bullying the weak is the essence of the secret technique. You have to provoke before fighting, and don't you know how to humiliate your opponent after the fight?"

"I'll take action later and teach Xiao Mo another lesson!"

In addition to the competition among the younger generation, there are naturally exchanges among the elders of the sect to make friends through martial arts.

"....." Lao Qian wiped the sweat off his forehead and thought that he should take on the responsibility of commenting.

Shang Wu took action because he was afraid that the people who came to congratulate him would turn out to challenge him to a fight.

"Well, it was truly a fantastic fight between dragons and tigers. Both sides showed off their grace, style, and strengths. There was even a challenge of a higher level."

"In the end, not only did the two sides compete in martial arts, but they also strengthened their friendship. Everyone was happy, everyone was happy."

Qian Bufan said loudly with gritted teeth.

There was sparse applause from the audience.

Tianxun, who was standing on tiptoe and unable to see what was happening through the noisy crowd, had to record Qian Bufan's words in a small notebook as material for "The Legend of the Liqun Swordsman".

Lao Qian has a loud voice.

The spies from the Demon Summoning Cult also heard these words.

The spy said to himself, "What a pity, Tang Liu didn't even test out Li Mo's strength..."

He quietly left from behind the crowd and returned to the Xiyangyang Hotpot Restaurant.

In the private room on the second floor, Yuwen Cuojin was surprised to see him come back so quickly, "You found out so quickly?"

"Reporting to the Deputy Sect Leader, things are a little different from what we planned. My peers now... I'm afraid they don't have the ability to test Li Mo at all."

The spy recounted everything he had just seen.

Including the incident where Tang Liu was beaten and cried by Li Mo, and had to be coaxed into crying by giving him a knife.

The two deputy leaders were silent for a while, their eyes flickering.

Lingxi Sect Master Mo Chaozong snorted coldly, "He's only at the fourth level. No matter how amazing his talent is, how can he really turn the tables? We should focus on dealing with the others."

Situ Ding glanced at him and sighed, "This is why your Lingxi Sect suffered a great loss, while my Divine Religion has been able to pass on the truth for thousands of years."

"Isn't what I said right?" Mo Chaozong saw the contempt in the other party's eyes.

"Let me ask you a question. If a genius who has not yet grown up forms a life-and-death feud with your Lingxi Sect, how will Sect Master Mo deal with it?" asked Situ Ding.

Mo Chaozong snorted coldly, "Of course, we will send a few disciples who are higher in realm than him to completely eliminate him and his entire family."

"How high?"

"Being one or two realms higher is enough."

One realm higher is like a chasm, and two realms higher is like the difference between heaven and earth, just like crushing an ant with ease, which is very reasonable.

"What if he escapes?"

"Send a deacon of a higher realm."

"congratulations......"

Mo Chaozong thought Situ Ding was praising him for his flawless work, but he never expected the other party to slowly say:

"The tiger was released back into the mountains, and the blood feud was deep. Lingxi Sect was destroyed after several decades."

"?" Mo Chaozong's expression froze on his face.

Situ Ding sneered, "Even a lion needs all its might to fight a rabbit. Geniuses are often extraordinary, so it's common for them to fight against opponents of higher rank. You only send those who are one level higher each time. Isn't that just giving him a whetstone?"

"I'm talking about one who is one realm higher, and one who is two realms higher."

"They say he's a genius, so isn't it normal for him to achieve a breakthrough right in the middle of a battle? That's still a level higher."

"Your Excellency's words are too incredible. How could such a thing happen..."

Mo Chaozong was a little unconvinced.

Situ Ding's eyes became deep: "Who said that? Emperor Wu of Dayu was a refugee back then..."

Mo Chaozong: “….”

It turns out that this is a personal experience. No wonder he looks so heartbroken.

"In short, a genius like Li Mo should never be underestimated."

Yuwen Cuojin brought the conversation to the point:

"Besides, he carries a big secret, so we must be absolutely sure of it."

"Secret..." Mo Chaozong looked curious, but he refrained from asking. He was afraid that knowing too much would not be a good thing.

Situ Ding waved his hand and said with a smile, "Since we are cooperating, we should be honest with each other. It's okay to tell you."

"We suspect that Li Mo is carrying the remains of the Shang Dynasty!"

Yuwen Cuojin also nodded. "If not, it's impossible to explain his terrifying wealth. And why, with such amazing talent, he chose to become Shang Wu's disciple? It's a pity that Yin Hua and his son passed away. Otherwise, we would know more details..."

The collapse of such a huge empire buried countless secrets.

The Demon Summoning Cult had long suspected that the Qingyuan Sect had the foundation for the restoration of the Shang Dynasty, but the Qingyuan Sect was too powerful in the early years and they had never been able to find it. Later, they made open and secret investigations but found nothing.

Later this statement was dropped.

It was not until the rise of Li Mo and Ying Bing that they began to pay attention to this matter again.