In front of the Divine Edge Cavern.

Looking from the entrance, one could see various weapons displayed inside, some gleaming coldly, others covered in rust.

The moment you approached, it felt as if blades were pressing against your body, making you tense all over.

Many martial artists came and went, all with powerful auras.

Some were blacksmiths, while others were inner disciples from other peaks.

"What is your purpose for entering the Divine Edge Cavern, and how long do you intend to stay?"

An Inner Sect Steward sat there, recording the comings and goings of people.

However, when he looked up, he was slightly taken aback.

The young man before him was too young.

Li Mo said, "Body tempering practice, at most two hours."

The steward was momentarily stunned, then waved his hand impatiently, saying:

"You've just entered the Vital Energy Realm, what are you doing here causing a commotion? Move along."

With his Spirit Observation Realm eyesight, he could tell at a glance that Li Mo had only recently entered the Vital Energy Realm.

"Elder Han He has already approved it."

Li Mo didn't mind the other's attitude.

The man was a bit harsh, but he meant no harm.

"Elder Han He..."

The steward was puzzled and uncertain.

"Which peak are you a disciple of?" he asked.

Li Mo replied, "Qunyu Peak."

"A disciple from Qunyu Peak..."

Halfway through his sentence, the Inner Sect Steward suddenly remembered that this year, Elder Shang Wu had indeed taken on a True Disciple.

Moreover, one with exceptional talent.

Yes, it seemed that this disciple had climbed the Heaven-Climbing Stone Steps alongside the Sect Master's True Disciple, Ying Bing.

What was his name again...

For a moment, he couldn't recall.

"Let me record your waist token."

Li Mo handed over his waist token.

After recording it, the steward nodded and introduced with a more amiable attitude:

"If you're here to practice, remember to know your limits."

"The first level contains keen weapons, many of which have never tasted blood."

"As for the second level, that's where the real sharp weapons are, haha, I placed the sword of a notorious bandit I killed on the second level."

Since the other was a True Disciple, perhaps he had some backing.

For example, Elder Han He's newly accepted True Disciple, whose body was incredibly strong and could already descend to the second level.

He was happy to explain a bit more.

"What about the third level?" Li Mo asked curiously.

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"Young man, don't aim too high. The third level houses named weapons, which have spirits. If you're not in the Spirit Observation Realm, you shouldn't go there."

The steward shook his head, emphasizing repeatedly.

"I understand."

Li Mo retrieved his waist token, cupped his hands in thanks, and walked into the cavern.

Instantly, the sensation of being pricked in the back deepened.

There were quite a few people on this level, some of whom recognized him.

"Li Mo?"

"Wow, it really is that True Disciple Li."

"What's he doing here? Practicing?"

"Hmm... with such delicate skin, he doesn't seem to have a foundation in hard training. He's not even in the Inner Breath Realm, so why would he need to temper his inner breath with Golden-Iron Qi?"

The crowd was puzzled.

But Li Mo clearly had no intention of explaining to others, walking fifty steps forward as if no one else was there.

"Phew... can't move anymore."

Li Mo let out a long breath.

Reaching this point, his skin had already started to sting.

On his own, fifty steps on the first level was his limit.

Trying to go further would result in irreversible bodily harm.

"Ten years of Martial Dao Comprehension left."

"Let's first get the Entry Level of the Eight Weapons Slaughter Body."

Li Mo gathered his spirits, his heart stirring.

[Ten years of Martial Dao Comprehension successfully infused.]

[In the first year, you thoroughly studied the Ultimate Weapon Slaughter Body and learned how to control Martial Sharp Intent Qi to temper your body.]

[In the third year, after deep practice, you discovered that with proper control, you could temper your internal organs as well.]

[In the fifth year, you reached Early Proficiency in the Ultimate Weapon Slaughter Body.]

[In the tenth year, your control was so precise that you could establish resonance with various weapons, reaching the level of training your meridians.]

[Comprehension complete.]

[You have achieved Major Mastery in the Ultimate Weapon Slaughter Body!]

In an instant, enlightenment dawned.

Li Mo immediately felt a new world open up to him.

If the pervasive Martial Sharp Intent was like water, then before, he was like a landlubber.

If the water was deep, even in calm conditions, he would drown.

But mastering the Ultimate Weapon Slaughter Body to Major Mastery made him like a wave rider; unless it was a raging storm, he wouldn't be harmed.

"Body tempering!"

Li Mo sat cross-legged.

The Martial Sharp Intent surrounding him was also drawn into his body.

The sharp intent was dangerous, but under his exquisite guidance, it didn't cause him the slightest harm; instead, it sculpted and tempered his body.

Jade must be carved to become a useful vessel!

"Is he really practicing?"

"How long do you think he can last?"

"I bet not even a stick of incense."

"A stick of incense? Lasting a hundred breaths would be impressive."

"Don't you guys practice? Why are you always watching others?"

"I'm a blacksmith, thank you."

Seeing Li Mo sitting there like an old monk in meditation, some people started to discuss.

Some even started betting on how long this True Disciple could last here.

However, before the bets were even placed.

Li Mo suddenly stood up not far away.

"What the heck, it hasn't even been thirty breaths! He's not doing well at all!"

"Place your bets, haha, thanks to True Disciple Li for helping me earn some silver!"

"Wait a minute, he's not heading back!"

Hearing someone shout, everyone snapped back to reality.

Indeed, this True Disciple Li wasn't turning back; he was continuing deeper.

He was about to descend to the second level.

What the hell?

Does he have a death wish?

"No, he seems fine?"

"Wow... this is unbelievable."

"Damn, he really went down to the second level!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

They watched as the young man walked briskly through the doorway at the end of the first level.

His silhouette quickly disappeared at the end of the stairs.

No way.

When they started betting, they didn't expect this to happen.

How should they count this?

It's known that many in the Inner Breath Realm only stayed on the first level.

How was Li Mo walking around like it was his own backyard?

...

"This Martial Sharp Intent shouldn't be entirely emitted by the weapons stored in the Divine Edge Cavern."

"Could there be something else on the lowest level of the Divine Edge Cavern?"

Li Mo noticed some clues.

Others might not be able to detect it, but perhaps due to his Mystic Yin Immortal Physique, he was extremely sensitive to such auras. If he were to become a blacksmith, he would surely excel.

With this thought, he became even more eager to explore further down.

Just as he descended to the second level.

The number of weapons in sight decreased significantly, but all eighteen types of weapons were still present.

Many had nicks and dents, clearly having seen battle.

He immediately felt a slight heaviness in his mind, his consciousness in turmoil.

It was as if a cold intent invaded his heart.

"Slaughter Intent..."

Li Mo took out a Clarity Pill, placed one under his tongue, and the feeling dissipated.

He sensed it slightly.

"I can still go a bit further."

Li Mo continued forward.

He walked another hundred steps.

Suddenly, he saw a figure.

It was also a young man, wearing a True Disciple robe with white cloud patterns, a purple-gold crown on his head, and scales faintly visible on the skin of his neck.

His delicate face was furrowed, his expression struggling.

Murong Xiao?

The name flashed in Li Mo's mind.

So he used the Divine Fate Eye to look.

[Name: Murong Xiao.]

[Age: 16.]

[Root Bone: Screeching Flood Dragon Physique.]

[Realm: Vital Energy Realm, Five Meridians.]

[Fate: Blue tinged with black.]

[Evaluation: His father is human, his mother a transformed flood dragon. Though kind-hearted, he is greatly affected by his bloodline. If he can combine the advantages of both, his future is limitless; if he combines their disadvantages, he will bring disaster.]

[Recent Encounter: Influenced by Martial Sharp Intent, his demonic nature is awakening. If not extracted in time, his temperament may change drastically!]

Slaughter intent entering the body?

The last time he checked Murong Xiao's fate, it was blue tinged with purple.

Now it was blue tinged with black!

It was clear that this True Disciple with a Half-Demon Body was at a life-and-death juncture.

A thought of heaven, a thought of hell.