Time passed.

Ten days later.

The young man walked into the Divine Edge Cavern.

His eyes reflected the cold light inside the cave, flickering sharply for a moment.

But the harmless smile on his face almost made one think that the sharpness just now was an illusion.

"Oh, True Disciple Li is here."

"Junior Brother Murong was asking about you this morning."

"Tsk tsk, training your body every day, Senior Brother Li, you must have a special physique like Junior Brother Murong."

Over these days, the disciples of Divine Weapon Peak had become quite familiar with Li Mo.

This was because True Disciple Li was approachable, treating everyone with the same gentle demeanor.

Last time, when someone got injured, if True Disciple Li hadn't promptly provided healing medicine, that inner disciple's hand might have been crippled.

In just ten short days, outsiders might have thought that Li Mo was the true disciple of Divine Weapon Peak.

After greeting everyone, Li Mo walked through the corridor and entered the second level of the Divine Edge Cavern.

He didn't activate the Ultimate Weapon Slaughter Body, yet he felt no discomfort.

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[Name: Li Mo]

[Age: 16]

[Root Bone: Mystic Yin Immortal Physique.]

[Realm: Vital Energy Realm, Eight Meridians.]

[Fate: ??]

[Evaluation: Possesses an immortal physique, fate is chaotic, future unknown.]

[Recent Encounter: In the Divine Edge Cavern, has tempered his body to the peak of mortal weapons, one step further to reach the level of sharp weapons.]

"If my physical body can be as resilient as a sharp weapon, I can try the fourth level."

"If that's not possible, I'll use Martial Dao Comprehension to perfect the Ultimate Weapon Slaughter Body."

In ten days, he had accumulated seventy-six years of Martial Dao Comprehension.

Not to mention perfection, if he invested it all into the Ultimate Weapon Slaughter Body, it might even push it to transcendence.

But, for now, there's no need.

Body training emphasizes 'practice'; to make progress, one must grind day by day, otherwise, no matter how strong the theory, it's just theory.

Unlike swordsmanship, where every bit of progress adds power.

Entering the third level.

Li Mo walked to the end, took a Clarity Pill, and sat cross-legged.

.....

At the entrance of the Divine Edge Cavern.

"Name."

Sensing someone approaching, the inner sect steward spoke without lifting his head.

"Yin Huacheng."

The newcomer reported his name indifferently.

The inner sect steward was startled and quickly stood up.

Before him stood a young man in his twenties, slender, seemingly unable to fill out the cloud-patterned white robe.

His features were handsome but unnaturally pale, and a black mole on his brow gave him a gloomy aura.

Of course, what prompted the steward's respectful attitude was not Yin Huacheng's status as a true disciple.

The current master of Rare Beast Peak also bore the surname Yin.

"So it's True Disciple Yin, long time no see. How is Peak Master Yin?"

"Heh, thanks for your concern."

Yin Huacheng replied indifferently, not even sparing the steward a second glance.

Yet, upon receiving the waist token, the steward quickly recorded it.

"May I ask, True Disciple Yin, your purpose in entering the Divine Edge Cavern is..."

"Body training, weapon retrieval."

[Yin Huacheng, True Disciple of Rare Beast Peak.]

[Entering Divine Edge Cavern, body tempering, weapon retrieval.]

After recording, Yin Huacheng took back the waist token and stepped into the Divine Edge Cavern.

"True Disciple Yin? Hasn't he been absent for a long time?"

"He must have just broken through recently. Could he have already condensed his inner breath and stepped into the Spirit Observation Realm?"

"Hiss... hard to say."

"If True Disciple Yin is here for body training, he should be heading to the third level."

"Haha, then he might just run into True Disciple Li."

The people on the first level of the Divine Edge Cavern began to whisper.

But before they could say much, the murmuring stopped.

Because not far away, Yin Huacheng had already turned around, his gaze sweeping over the disciples of Divine Weapon Peak present.

For some reason, being looked at by him gave everyone the feeling of being stared at by a predator.

Yin Huacheng squinted and asked:

"When did the sect gain a True Disciple Li?"

"Uh, just this initiation ceremony, he just joined our Qingyuan Sect."

Someone replied.

The next moment, he felt a chill.

Yin Huacheng's figure suddenly vanished from where he stood, appearing right in front of him, and those eyes staring at him seemed to... turn into vertical pupils?

"A newly initiated disciple, entering the third level of the Divine Edge Cavern, are you joking with me?"

"No... I wouldn't dare..."

The inner disciple swallowed, "Everyone knows, True Disciple Li comes here every day like this. On the first day, Elder Han He even went down to find him, but he was perfectly fine."

The people around nodded repeatedly.

Yin Huacheng was half-convinced, a flash of anger in his eyes.

After standing still for a few seconds, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Only then did everyone feel the oppressive pressure on their chests lift, collectively breathing a sigh of relief.

Once his figure disappeared completely, someone spat quietly.

"This True Disciple Yin, dealing with those beasts on Rare Beast Peak, has he gone mad?"

"Don't say that, if he's reached the Spirit Observation Realm, he might hear you."

"True Disciple Li is better, he even invites us for drinks."

"Hmph... isn't that the truth."

.....

Walking on the second level of the Divine Edge Cavern.

Yin Huacheng was indeed in a foul mood.

He had paid unimaginable costs for this physique, only to finally enter the third level for body training.

And now, someone suddenly claimed that a newly initiated disciple could do the same, why?

Wasn't this saying that all his efforts were a joke?

"Murong Xiao having half-demon blood is one thing."

"But where did this True Disciple Li come from?"

"Could it be, he also possesses some kind of demon blood?"

Step—

Yin Huacheng stepped into the third level.

His skin and flesh suddenly began to writhe irregularly, his slender figure inflating rapidly as if filled with air.

Tiny, dense scales appeared on the surface of his skin, and his arms elongated instantly.

He became stronger.

But all over his body, there were faint beast-like features, making him appear extremely bizarre.

"My Hundred Beast Blood Refinement is only a few forms away!"

"By then, it will definitely be a true ultimate art, hehehe..."

Feeling the boundless strength, Yin Huacheng chuckled lowly, striding forward.

The sharp intent struck his body, but was blocked by the iron-like feathers.

Ten minutes later.

Suddenly, he stopped abruptly.

Ahead, not far away, sat a young man cross-legged.

Surrounded by dozens, if not hundreds, of various weapons, all named weapons!

This was likely half of the named weapons in the third level of the Divine Edge Cavern.

Yin Huacheng's eyes instantly filled with blood, widening those vertical pupils.

.....

"Hmm?"

Feeling the tremor of the ground.

Li Mo opened his eyes and looked back.

Goodness, he didn't know until he turned around, and when he did, it startled him.

What was that thing?

It shouldn't be human, right?

"No one mentioned there were monsters in the Divine Edge Cavern..."

"Well, anyway, my body is now as tough as a sharp weapon, I can try the fourth level."

Li Mo hesitated for just three and a third seconds before standing up.

Before the monster could react.

He dusted off his pants, not even glancing at the named weapons around him, and stepped into the fourth level.

And as he left, those named weapons returned to their original positions, neatly and distinctly.

Crack...

In Yin Huacheng's heart, something seemed to shatter.

It was his fragile Dao heart.

He had painstakingly sought a named weapon, yet the other didn't even bother to look.

He had conducted hundreds, thousands of experiments for body training, even becoming a monster, yet still dared not approach the fourth level of the Divine Edge Cavern.

The son of the peak master, born with a golden spoon, Yin Huacheng's mindset was on the verge of collapse.

"Why, why not choose me!"

"What right does he have?!"

His flesh and blood began to writhe again, showing signs of losing control.

Yin Huacheng frantically smashed and vented his dissatisfaction.

But, these were all named weapons.

Named weapons have spirits, it's not just a saying.