Li Mo only left the main hall after his injuries had mostly healed.
Unwittingly, five days had already passed.
Due to the sudden mutation of Do Mountain, he ca to understand that the Sub-Device Sect was not a pure land—it also harbored unseen troubles.
A sense of crisis grew involuntarily within Li Mo’s heart.
No matter what, his primary task was to advance Mist Fog Spiritual Power to the Thirty Years Old Stage, ensuring at least so ability to protect himself within the Sub-Device Sect.
Perhaps he could consider combining the Foundation Establishnt of Ash Spirit Power with the Core Formation of Mist Fog Spiritual Power, using the furnace’s commotion as a cover.
Li Mo weaved through the Chaotic Burial Furnace, surrounded by fellow disciples casting sowhat complicated expressions.
The Practice Hall had always been shrouded in dim candlelight and protected by an array, but after the Entering Tao ceremony concluded, its lights suddenly blazed brightly.
Do Mountain showed no signs of returning to the Chaotic Burial Furnace; it was evident the Practice Hall was prepared specifically for Li Mo, hinting at the exceptional treatnt he received.
The other disciples had to use Spirit Stones to exchange for ti in the Seclusion Room, while Li Mo was already situated within the Practice Hall, his cultivation bound to advance rapidly.
A sense of helplessness arose in the hearts of many disciples.
Even though Li Mo was rely in the Childhood stage, he felt as oppressive as a towering mountain upon them.
The fernting resentnt was not confined to the Chaotic Burial Furnace anymore; word of Li Mo had reached both the inner and outer sects. Many Artifact Cultivators were intrigued by the Five Dao Body, wondering if it truly lived up to the mystical rumors.
What did it an for the Five Dao Body to coexist harmoniously?
Even many Artifact Cultivators with singular Innate Daoist Bodies had to painstakingly deliberate on the compatibility before attempting to master an Acquired Dao Body.
The na Daoist Qing Tian had spread widely, stirring waves within the Sub-Device Sect.
Little did they know the significance of the na "Qing Tian"; they only felt Do Mountain intended for Daoist Qing Tian to suppress his peers within the Sub-Device Sect.
Even Sheng Ge privately monitored Li Mo’s situation.
Li Mo hadn’t done much, yet his reputation had already spread across the Nine-layered Small World—even the Loose Cultivators at port had heard of him.
The Five Dao Body was a rarity throughout history, and many wished to see whether Daoist Qing Tian could ascend to the Nascent Soul.
Li Mo, as of yet, was unaware that countless gazes were invisibly fixed upon him.
Along the way, he observed various structures.
Creations like the "Creation Furnace" for practicing magic skills, the "Secret Treasure Pavilion" for inheriting spells, and the "Big and Small Furnaces" for secluded artifact refinent...
The Practice Hall lay within the depths of the Chaotic Burial Furnace, where the surrounding spiritual energy was the densest.
Upon reaching the entrance of the Practice Hall, Li Mo noticed an old Core Formation Daoist waiting deliberately for him, hunched over.
The Daoist’s limbs were pieced together from discarded tal, his face bearing two visages, with chimney-like protrusions on the back of his head spewing billowing smoke.
As Li Mo approached,
the old Daoist tossed over a communication Spirit Talisman and said stiffly, "Zhang Sheng, a nad disciple of Do Mountain’s master. If Qing Tian Junior Brother needs anything, you can contact ."
It was clear that the Chaotic Burial Furnace had more than one Do Mountain disciple, but they were all nad disciples; hence Do Mountain didn’t explicitly ntion them.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhang Sheng."
Li Mo sensed sothing amiss; Zhang Sheng’s seemingly calm smile carried an inexplicable chill.
"I’m here for you, I’m here for you, I am..."
Li Mo turned and stepped into the Practice Hall, the array did not present even the slightest hindrance.
Zhang Sheng remained planted in place; phosphorescent light seeped faintly from his half-open lips as his two faces slowly rged under the glow.
Li Mo’s figure had already vanished into the fus enveloping the Practice Hall.
Through Breath Fog, Li Mo observed Zhang Sheng’s odd actions; the glittering phosphorescence emanating from his mouth reminded him of the phenona erupting from the Do Mountain statue.
"Is he approaching Death Disease?"
"Better to stay quietly within the Practice Hall."
Minutes after, Li Mo arrived at a delicately elegant courtyard.
It was filled with thriving tallic grass and wood, insects chirping incessantly, and even a sizable pond nestled in a corner.
The pond’s water was yellowish-green, emitting pungent and unpleasant fus.
Li Mo noticed the presence of fish in the water, though their bodies were covered entirely in tallic scales, making them seem devoid of life.
The fish varied in size, indicating they could reproduce.
Li Mo couldn’t help but exclaim silently.
Was the adaptability of the flora and fauna in this world beyond imagination, or was the invasive capability of the tal poison far too terrifying?
As he stepped into the Practice Hall, a stream of information poured into his mind—no doubt intentionally left by Do Mountain to introduce the hall’s layout.
The Practice Hall consisted of three levels: one for daily cultivation, a subterranean second floor housing Do Mountain’s Daoist Collection, and a third for practicing magic techniques.
Every furnishing was three to four tis larger than usual, revealing that even if Do Mountain reduced its physical form, it should still be about five to six ters tall.
On the walls were tallicized beast heads, shrouded in layers of dust.
In a corner stood a statuette of a limbless "Human Pig," capable of transmitting thoughts to Do Mountain in the deeper layers via consciousness infusion.
Li Mo was instantly drawn to a floating Magic Artifact.
Shaped like a palm-sized potted plant, devoid of any vegetation, its exterior resembled the tallic junk mountains and radiated the aura of a top-grade Magic Artifact.
Li Mo imdiately identified the potted plant as an exceptionally refined Artifact Embryo.
While not as evolved as Corpse Mountain after nurous transformations, Do Mountain’s generosity was evident—it provided an Artifact Embryo likely because his cultivation was still shallow.
Even though the Sub-Device Sect was abundant in spiritual materials, many Core Formation Stage cultivators lacked top-grade Magic Artifacts.
Li Mo picked up the potted plant and began refining it with his Ash Spirit Power.
As soon as the furnace released fluctuations of spiritual power, the ground suddenly trembled, and Gold and Fire Attribute spiritual energy was abruptly expelled by an array.
Following this, powerful winds arose as external Ash Spirit Qi surged into the Practice Hall.
The Ash Spirit Qi materialized almost tangibly; even before Li Mo activated the Child Device Life Protection Heart Sutra, the furnace eagerly began devouring the energy.
A worthy hall of a Nascent Soul Artifact Refiner—the sheer density of spiritual energy was awe-inspiring.
Li Mo held off on entering secluded cultivation and first transmitted the peculiarities of Zhang Sheng’s behavior through the statue to Do Mountain, but received no reply.
Do Mountain’s predicant in the deep layers appeared exceedingly complex; judging by its abrupt departure from the Chaotic Burial Furnace, the situation didn’t look promising.
For Li Mo, Do Mountain’s absence from the Chaotic Burial Furnace was actually advantageous.
At least he could focus on Core Formation in peace.
Protected by the array in the Practice Hall, even Core Formation Artifact Refiners couldn’t forcibly intrude.
As Li Mo refined the potted plant Magic Artifact, he flushed his five internal organs with Ash Spirit Power, eliciting a tingling, numbing pain from his viscera.
"Cough, cough..."
He couldn’t suppress several coughs as his lungs began to regain vitality.
If all went as planned, his temporary disadvantages from strongly advancing to Weak Crown Stage Perfection would be resolved within six months in the Practice Hall.
Monts later, the potted plant Magic Artifact beca perfectly responsive to his commands.
Li Mo decisively discarded the True Word Sect’s Secret Bone from his five organs; after all, as a defensive Magic Artifact, insectification held little value for the Secret Bone.
The potted artifact was nad "Daluo Heaven," a peculiar Gold Yin Attribute Magic Artifact.
Li Mo’s expression shifted subtly as he infused Mist Fog Spiritual Power continuously into Daluo Heaven.
Daluo Heaven emitted rhythmic vibrations, and sprouts erged from the pot, releasing faint Mist Fog Spiritual Power.
Under Li Mo’s gaze, the sprout grew segnt by segnt, resembling bamboo.
Once the sprout fully matured, Li Mo had consud rely a tenth of his Mist Fog Spiritual Power—a remarkably efficient top-grade Magic Artifact.
He removed the product, discovering it was a bizarre at limb resembling both bamboo and tal.
At its lower end was indeed a palm; the entire limb looked deeply strange, with its multi-jointed structure allowing free extension and contraction.
"Uh..."
Li Mo hesitated, words escaping him.
With Daluo Heaven, he could endlessly produce at limbs compatible with himself.
While the limbs generated by Daluo Heaven lasted no more than twelve hours and could only be transplanted to the cultivator’s own body, their effects could be further reinforced through post-refinent.
However, with Li Mo’s Kengjin Punishnt, he had no need to frequently replace his limbs.
He smiled wryly and shook his head, realizing he would need to find a way to alter Daluo Heaven’s purpose during Twenty Refinents; otherwise, its capabilities as a top-grade Magic Artifact would be wasted.
Post-insectification, Daluo Heaven transford into a multicolored coral.
Its surface was covered in nurous pores large and small, and its attack thod seed feeble—to stretch arm-like parasitic insects out from the pores.
Daluo Heaven also functioned as storage, holding a human slip inside that detailed the Nine-layered Small World’s power distribution.
And over a thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones.
Li Mo finally understood why Artifact Cultivators disregarded the Spirit Stones from the Heart Beast Sect—mainly because the Sub-Device Sect’s Spirit Stones were extrely pure.
Two-thirds of the Spirit Stones contained tal Spiritual Energy, resembling slightly impure amber stones, appearing crystal-clear.
Even if the Mid-grade Spirit Stones from the Heart Beast Sect contained equivalent spiritual energy, their appearance was simply too poor, rendering them unacceptable to the Sub-Device Sect.
The nearly ten thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones scavenged from the Mountain and Sea Market now seed utterly unappealing.
"Fortunately, spiritual materials remain universally valuable."
Li Mo studied Daluo Heaven for a ti and retracted it into his body, then couldn’t resist glancing toward Corpse Mountain.
The ecological system of the Four Attribute Corpse Mountain was stable; beast clans reproduced on their respective peaks and had birthed thirteen Childhood stage Fake Beasts.
The spiritual materials were even more abundant.
Amidst the myriad Low Grade Spirit Materials blanketing the mountain, a significant portion had already transford into Mid-grade Spirit Materials.
Li Mo fully relied on Corpse Mountain for his wealth; while the resources within the Chaotic Burial Furnace were sufficient for Core Formation, cultivation beyond that was up to him.
After familiarizing himself with the first level of the Practice Hall, he eagerly headed to the second level.
The Daoist Collection of a Nascent Soul Artifact Refiner would surely be all-encompassing—far beyond the Sub-Device Sect’s heritage.
The arrangent of the second level was simpler, resembling an army of terracotta warriors, with rows of ancient bronze statues refined from corpses standing neatly.
Li Mo, despite being familiar with the Sub-Device Sect’s unique jade scrolls, still felt a chill run down his spine; using corpses as information storage vessels—who knows which Artifact Cultivator invented such a thod.
A preemptive transmission from Do Mountain played in his mind.
"Disciple Li Mo, my Daoist Collection is yours to explore freely, but you may only select three magic techniques. Choose wisely and err on the side of caution."
So of the human slips were enveloped in spiritual energy—it was clear Do Mountain feared Li Mo would recklessly attempt everything due to his Five Dao Body.
Li Mo felt slightly regretful, but three magic techniques were more than enough.
He had long been curious about the Sub-Device Sect’s unique bodily modification techniques and also considered learning a magic complentary to Hui Qingyi; otherwise, it would be challenging to utilize Tattooed Beasts in the sect.
Li Mo dove headfirst into the Daoist Collection, voraciously absorbing its treasures.
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