Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty â Shu Long Black Halberd
âIn the past, I had a nickname in the yao world ⊠âŠâ Pu Yao said but he seemed to realize something and switched the topic. âOh, letâs not mention what is in the past. The people you have donât have bad personalities, but their talent isnât great.â
Pu Yao had a face full of helplessness. Zuo Mo knew he had more to say, and didnât interrupt.
âYou have been practicing the six transformations of the Great Day mo physique, and you have let go of your yao arts. There hasnât been much development in your study of formations.â Pu Yaoâs expression darkened. âHmph, that guy took all the benefits.â
Zuo Mo knew that Pu Yao was speaking of the gravestone. He rolled his eyes. âDonât say that Iâm not cultivating the yao arts. Who made it that your [Little Thousand Leaf Hands] isnât as strong as the Great Day mo physique. You canât have me lose my life.â
Pu Yao stopped speaking. The Great Day mo physique was domineering and unyielding. It really wasnât an easy matter to find a yao art that could rival it at this stage. The few that he knew were extremely rigid in their cultivation. Actually, the progression of Great Day mo physique was extremely difficult, but Zuo Mo had muddled through it and succeeded. Pu Yao felt very surprised at that fact.
Was Zuo Mo fated to cultivate mo skills?
Pu Yao felt even more discontent.
âHa, I donât care about that.â Pu Yao smirked. âDonât you want spells? No problem. Here, this is the Little Yao Art Record. It is a very simple thing. Five hundred types. When you can cultivate all of them, I will give you a spell.â
Finishing, he threw a jade scroll at Zuo Mo. Ignoring the gaping Zuo Mo, he disappeared.
After a while, Zuo Moâs first thought was that Pu Yao was crazy. He then was furious. This guy didnât look at the time. In such a dangerous place, he had the idle time act passive-aggressively against the gravestone.
âIdiot, ge is telling you. If you donât want to live, donât pull ge along!â
No matter how Zuo Mo swore, Pu Yao did not respond. After swearing for a while, Zuo Mo was tired, and sat down. Scanning the jade scroll, his expression instantly became bitter.
He had once been troubled by the lack of spells. He had never thought there would be a day where he would be troubled by having too many spells and yao arts to practice.
The power of the six transformations of the Great Day mo physique was out of his imagination. He liked them a lot. He naturally would practise such life-saving moves everyday. The six transformations didnât have many changes, but each transformation was vast and profound. It wasnât an easy matter to master them.
He had just familiarized himself with the second transformation [Golden Crow Feet]. How couldnât Zuo Mo be angry about Pu Yao doing this at such an important time?
If he could master all six changes, Zuo Moâs power would rival that of a jindan third stratum xiuzhe!
Zuo Mo suddenly swearing made everyone else still where they stood, their faces puzzled.
Shu Longâs entire body was covered by thick black energy. In the last three days, he was motionless like a statue wrapped in black energy. The entire Guard Camp was on their guard. Shu Long was the first to make a breakthrough among them, and had attracted all of their attention.
The black energy roiled like countless snakes slithering about.
Two balls shocking red light suddenly lit up among the thick inky black energy. The blood-thirsty savage eyes of a wild beast were Shu Longâs eyes.
Shu Longâs right hand rose in front of his chest, then his right hand pressed against the air as he made an extremely strange posture. He suddenly made a hoarse and deep roar.
The black energy around his body seemed to be stimulated and started to furiously flood towards his hands. Large volumes of black energy flowed on his arms like a black snake.
In the blink of an eye, the black energy on his hands was so thick it seemed tangible.
The inky black energy dripped and flowed down to form a black stream about one zhang long.
The black energy on Shu Longâs body continuously flowed towards this slender black flow. The shocking red eyes revealed a hint of pain. The black energy around Shu Longâs body suddenly shook, and showed signs of dissipating. The surrounding people exclaimed in shock. But the light of the red eyes brightened, and the slightly unsteady black energy seemed to be steadily attracted by an invisible force. Everyone in the surroundings released a breath.
Between the two hands, the slender black flow slowly flowed and became even thicker and more viscous. The speed of the flow became increasingly slow.
Even Zuo Mo ignored his headache and ran over. The other people didnât even dare to blink. They all knew that Shu Longâs weapon was about to form.
The black energy of the black slender flow suddenly grew. At the same time, Shu Longâs eyes brightened. His two hands that had been grasping at air suddenly tightened.
The two large hands were like two pincers that suddenly gripped the black slender flow.
The threads of black energy spreading around the black slender flow dissipated. A long black spear appeared on front of everyone. Hiss, the black energy around Shu Longâs body burrowed into his body, and revealed his black armor.
âShu Long has fortunately succeeded!â Shu Long suppressed his excitement, and came in front of Zuo Mo to bow.
After leveling up, the authority that Shu Long exuded was even more stern, and his power had clearly gone up a stage.
âGood good good!â Zuo Mo was very happy. On one hand, he was happy that Shu Long had made a breakthrough. On the other, the success of Shu Longâs breakthrough created a great increase in morale.
Zuo Moâs eyes quickly landed on the long black halberd in Shu Longâs hands. The long halberd was about one zhang long, with a crescent curve, and a point. The shape was old-fashioned. The body of the halberdwas as thick as a goose egg, smooth and glowing, it was extremely fine. At the blade of the halberd was a hint of eerie red like the fangs of a wild beast tinged with blood. Deep thick killing essence came from the body of the halberd. Looking at it from afar, it definitely was a vicious weapon
Shu Long didnât just get the addition of the black halberd in this breakthrough. His armor had also changed greatly. The thick black scales of armor became much thinner, the black color even purer. The thick clumsy feeling had disappeared, and it seemed to become nimble.
The other people in Guard Camp couldnât resist any long and flooded over.
Seeing the situation, Zuo Mo smiled and stepped to the side.
Lei Peng looked from afar at the joyful Guard Camp and muttered, âShu Longâs bunch is really weird. They can even use black fiendish energy. We are unfortunate. We have to stay on the boats every day. Itâs enough to suffocate us to death.â
Blue-white sword lotuses bloomed and died among Nian Luâs fingers. He said without raising his head, âIf you have the energy to complain, spend some time practicing your sabre scripture.â
Lei Pengâs expression became even more depressed. âCultivate my ass! An isnât like you, if an cultivates that sabre scripture, this boat will break.â
Nian Luâs sword scripture did not lack exquisite and small sword moves, but Lei Pengâs sabre scripture was wide and broad. If he left the slave transporting boats, under the corrosion of the black fiendish energy, it wasnât just dangerous but the rate that ling power was expended was also multiple times what it usually was. He would run out of ling power after just a few moves.
Ma Fan coincidentally passed by the two. Hearing this, he stopped and stared at Lei Peng.
At the beginning, Lei Peng didnât care, but after being stared at for a while, and seeing Ma Fan still remain silent, he said self-consciously, âWhat, why are you looking at an?â
Ma Fan thought and then said, âYour sabre scripture is powerful and domineering, but if you could get it to become finer, its power will definitely go up a step.â
Lei Peng stilled and then started to ponder it. He looked rough, but he wasnât dumb. If he was dumb, he couldnât have comprehended sabre essence. Ma Fanâs words caused him to sink into deep thought.
Ma Fan prepared to leave after speaking, but Nian Lu hurriedly pulled him back, and said fawningly, âHead, how can you be so cruel? Iâm also your vice commander! Teach me something!â
Ma Fan had an expression between smiling and crying. Two vice commanders, Lei Pengâs temper was explosive, but he was a chatterbox, while Nian Lu was warm, but he was a show-off. He lowered his head to think. âYour [Blue Lotus Sword Scripture] has many complex transformations, but if you want to progress, donât linger on these transformations. You have to make the complex simple, using sword essence at the core.â
âSword essence at the core ⊠âŠâ Nian Lu murmured unfocusedly.
Ma Fan silently left, but he also looked outside the boat and felt dejected. Xie Shan becoming a jindan had been a great stimulus to him. His talent at cultivating the sword was exceptional, and he had progressed very quickly when he focused, especially in the area of sword essence. He had touched the border of sword essence manifestation. The only thing limiting him was his cultivation.
But who would have thought they suddenly landed in this ghastly place. The ling energy was thin, and that horrid black fiendish energy made it even worse than Little Mountain Jie. While Little Mountain Jie was thin on ling power, but there was jingshi. They had jingshi right now, but everyone didnât dare to use it to cultivate. Who knew how long they would stay in this ghastly place? If they encountered danger, these jingshi would be life-saving!
Stuck at this point, how could his mood not be terrible? But his mentality was much more stable than Nian Lu and Lei Peng and he could suppress it.
Zuo Mo stared in a daze as he held the Records of Little Yao Arts. Little Yao Arts were another name for basic yao arts. They werenât anything profound, but the contents were something every yao had to practise. As he flipped through, Zuo Mo found that the difficulty of these little yao arts were not hard. He didnât immediately start cultivating them, but pondered on what Pu Yaoâs goal was.
Pu Yao was whimsical and ever changing. Zuo Mo had learned this countless times before, but he had a strong feeling this time â this was just the beginning of something.
This was the part that Zuo Mo really had a headache about.
He didnât know what was going on in Pu Yaoâs mind but it seemed he was very determined this time. What would happen after would definitely affect his practice of the six transformations of the Great Day mo physique. At this time, these six transformations were the basis of his life-saving measures!
Zuo Mo rubbed his forehead in a headache. He had to think of a way to satisfy both.
Zuo Mo suddenly thought of the matter where Pu Yao had gotten him to study mo matrixes. His mind moved. Was this Pu Yaoâs true goal? He remembered very clearly how much Pu Yao had cared about formations. Even though he had eaten a jindanâs golden core, and Pu Yao looked to have recovered greatly, but upon deeper thought, if Pu Yao could be healed with a single golden core, he definitely wouldnât have been so nervous back then!
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Was it the study of formations? Zuo Mo was slightly unsure.
After leaving Little Mountain Jie, Zuo Mo had been rushed by the series of events and hadnât had the time to calm down to study formations. Zuo Mo was very clear about the value of formations. If he slacked off right now, it was a pity. But right now, he didnât have the time to personally work on it.
After thinking for a long time, Zuo Mo still couldnât get Pu Yaoâs goal, but he still decided to restart his study of formations.
This time, he decided to make it a big move.
Translator Ramblings: In the middle of Pu Yaoâs plot. Zuo Mo canât do anything except go along when he has no leverage.