Chapter 74: Not Enough Spirit Stones, Can Only Borrow!

  "Explosive Sword Technique!" Mo Bei's eyes widened in excitement, hardly able to contain himself, and he blurted out: "I didn't expect that the fusion of those thirteen sword intents would actually produce a brand new sword technique!"

  "The combination of those thirteen sword intents evolved into a brand new sword technique - Sword Explosion Technique!"

  With a slight push, Mo Bei suddenly realized the sword intent contained in the Sword Explosion Technique.

  This is a composite sword intent! Far surpassing the union of thirteen sword intents, it's powerful to the extreme!

  As soon as the sword is drawn, within a range of ten zhang, the enemy will have no chance of survival!

  This sword contains infinite power!

  Draw sword quickly! Instantaneous burst.

  Time may be short, but the sword is mighty!

  The sword momentum is swift and fierce, its power even more formidable!

  With overwhelming force, unstoppable momentum, annihilate the strong enemy!

  It's completely possible to kill someone by transcending boundaries and becoming overwhelmingly powerful!

  His heart was racing wildly, and he thought to himself in secret:

  Who would have thought that Ye Shen's divine brushstrokes actually contained sword techniques within this spiritual journey!

  "Yeshen's personally created Sword Explosion Technique!"

  "I understand now, the last sentence of that book, 'dedicated to those who are destined'. It was meant to be this way!"

  Mo Bei involuntarily curled his lips: "What a divine tour, this is obviously a sword technique left behind by Ye Shen on purpose!"

  "Jian Bao Technique, Jian Bao Technique. Alright, since Ye Shen Yi values you so much and intentionally hid you away! Then I must learn from you even more, how can I miss out on you!"

  Mo Bei made up his mind: "Exactly, the two sword intents contained in the Sword Explosion Technique, I have already grasped the Sleeve Within the Sword and the Observing Sun Sword Method. Then, from today on, I will first follow the sequence to cultivate the remaining eleven sword methods, striving to master this Sword Explosion Technique as soon as possible!"

  Suddenly a stream of light flashed across the page and then poured into Mo Bei's mind.

  In his mind, a voice suddenly echoed: "This sword is one of the nineteen divine swords I created during my Qi Refining period!

  This sword is just a Qi Refining stage sword technique, after possessing the Taiwu Sword Spirit, it loses its meaning. Even the weakest Taiwu Sword Spirit can surpass this sword, so I don't list it as a sect's scripture, and only pass it on to those who are destined to have it.

  "Remember, this must not be leaked out, otherwise... Heaven's wrath will strike!"

  At that moment, Mo Bei only felt that in his mind, as if some kind of mark had been planted, and in the dark, it seemed to be connected to the energy of heaven and earth, making his whole body stiffen involuntarily!

  This is not a joke and cannot be leaked. Even if you write it down in a notebook, pretending to be unaware when someone sees it, that also counts as breaking the contract, heaven and earth will perish!

  Mo Bei's wry smile: "That Ye Shen Yi, wanting to pass on sword techniques, yet making it so mysterious. Never mind, never mind, as long as I don't spread it outside."

  "Wait," Mo Bei thought again, "If the 'Shen You Ji' records the 'Jian Bao Shu', then what about the other books that can be exchanged for over a hundred Ling stones? Could they also be written by Ye Shen? And could they also record sword techniques?"

  Mo Bei's heart skipped a beat again at this possibility.

  Mo Bei finished reading the book when it was already dusk.

  He committed those thirteen sword moves and the sequence of his sword intent firmly to memory, then returned the book and hurried back to the stone hut.

  Fang Luo You and Long Hao Tian were sitting cross-legged on the empty ground outside the stone house, resting after a day of cultivation.

  Mo Bei hurriedly walked back.

  Long Haitian immediately stood up, walked forward with a smile, and teased: "Boss, how's the harvest today? That 150 spirit stones' worth of books must be more enjoyable than playing with women, right?"

  "Hmm," Mo Bei smiled ambiguously and said mysteriously, "The book itself has a beauty like Jade, the book itself has a house of gold."

  "I've decided to go read books again tomorrow!"

  Long Haitian's face immediately turned sour, and he quickly took down the spirit stone bag from his waist and hid it in his sleeve. He shook his head like a rattle drum and said in a small voice: "None, none, boss... I don't have a single spirit stone left."

  Fang Luo smiled brightly and curiously asked: "Mo Bei, what exactly is recorded in that book worth 150 spirit stones?"

  Mo Beibian smiled and said: "This time reading books, it's really a great gain! But what specific gains I got, I can't say!"

  "If you want to know, just go and take a look."

  "I guarantee you won't regret it!" Mo Bei said with conviction: "What's 150 spirit stones? It's definitely worth it!"

  "Oh?"

  Fang Luo's curiosity grew: "What kind of book is it, that you're so full of praise? Is it worth 150 spirit stones just to take a look?"

  "It's worth it! True value!"

  He nodded slightly, an unmistakable confirmation.

  Long Haitian also looked at Mo Bei with eager eyes and asked urgently: "What is it after all? Tell me, I'm curious!"

  "Haha." Mo Bei didn't respond, but instead looked up at the sky and laughed loudly: "It's something that can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words. However... if you want to become stronger, trust me, it won't go wrong. Tomorrow morning, come with me to read books!"

  Long Hao Tian shook his head and said: "I'm not going, I won't look, that's one hundred and fifty spirit stones!"

  Mo Bei stared at him with a deadpan expression, causing Long Hao Tian's face to turn pale as he said: "Big brother, big brother, don't scare me, I'm timid!"

  Mo Bei said: "You must go, you must see, you must, you must!"

  Seeing Mo Bei being so serious, Long Hao Tian and Fang Luo You had a slight epiphany. The two of them were thoroughly piqued by curiosity, and they all wanted to investigate what it was that cost 150 spirit stones just for a glimpse.

  Fang Luo Yu stared at Mo Bei with a serious and careful gaze for a while, his eyes flickering as if he had guessed something. He nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go with you tomorrow to take a look."

  Long Haitian looked at Fang Luoyou with a surprised expression: "Old Fang, where did you get so many spirit stones?!"

  Fang Luo You gazed at Long Hao Tian with ill intentions, his eyes fixed on the bulging sleeve where the Spirit Stone pouch was hidden. He pinched his chin and sneered: "I don't have it, but you do!"

  "There's nothing, not even a single piece!" Long Hao Tian was stared at by two wolves eyeing a fat sheep, his heart felt empty, he tightly covered his sleeves and retreated back in fear, almost crying.

  "Haha," Fang Luoyou and Mo Bei exchanged a glance and burst out laughing together.

  Mo Bei smiled and shook his head, saying: "Let's not bully Hao Tian anymore. Looking at each book costs 150 spirit stones, the three of us will go take a look. Hao Tian's spirit stones are definitely not enough. We still need to think of a way to get some spirit stones first."

  "Yes, yes, yes." Long Hao Tian nodded like a small chicken pecking at rice: "My spiritual stone is definitely not enough..."

  Fang Luo supported his chin, pondered for a moment, and slightly furrowed his brow: "If it were in the past, those few hundred spirit stones wouldn't be anything to me. But..."

  He smiled wryly and shook his head: "Now I've started practicing on my own, the family has cut off all my spiritual stone sources. A few hundred spiritual stones... what a huge sum of money!"

  "Why don't we go borrow some?" Fang Luoyou suddenly changed the subject!

  "Loan?" Long Hao Tian's mouth twitched, and he looked at Mo Bei weakly: "Boss... in the entire Penglai Peninsula, which disciple has a few hundred spirit stones? And even if they do, it's not like they'll definitely lend them to us..."

  "Not necessarily," Fang Luoyou suddenly interjected, his eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief as he said, "I think I've got an idea..."

  ……

  Northern Snowy Plains.

  "Wow, Luo Yong brother, how come you suddenly came to find me? It's been so long since you last came to find me. These days, I've just been practicing and practicing, it's so boring!"

  The girl, dressed in a snow-white robe, with three thousand strands of black hair scattered randomly on her fragrant shoulders, and a pair of bright big eyes, pouted her small mouth, hugging a red cloth doll, Chen Qingzhu, came bouncing over.

  One hand grasped Fang Luoyou's arm, and in her lively eyes, a thread of discontent flowed through. Her sweet voice was like giving someone a piece of candy, so sweet that it melted one's heart.

  Chen Qingzhu looked at Mo Bei and Long Haotian standing not far away, her cherry lips curved into a beautiful arc, sweetly calling out: "Brother Mo Bei, Brother Haotian."

  Mo Bei nodded and smiled at him.

  Long Hao Tian's eyes widened, and he swallowed hard, silently praising: Good girl, really a clever little beauty, love her to death.

  After listening to Chen Qingzhu's words, Long Haotian was slightly dissatisfied: "Hey, Chen Qingzhu, why do you call me 'older brother' when I'm actually younger than you? I'm older than you, okay?"

  Chen Qing's face lit up with a sweet smile, and a hint of slyness flashed in her bright eyes: "But your cultivation isn't higher than mine."

  This sentence almost choked Long Hao Tian to death, causing him to cough violently.

  Fang Luo Yu smiled slightly and said warmly: "Qing Zhu, it's been a long time since I've seen you, so I came to find you to have some fun."

  "Fang Gege is cheating, hum, obviously he came to find Qingzhu only when there's something going on."

  Chen Qing pouted her small mouth, puffed out her cheeks, turned away her head and said: "Qing Zhu is not playing with you anymore."

  "Haha, as expected, nothing can be hidden from Xiao Qing Zhu. " Fang Luo You also didn't feel embarrassed and smiled brightly: "I want to ask you to borrow some Ling Stone, is that okay?"

  "Alright, alright,"

  Chen Qing's big eyes rolled around, and a sly smile appeared: Hmph, Fang Luoyou, the great brother, has also come to borrow spirit stones from me. It seems that he is really in a tight spot this time. This favor will make him owe me one.

  Thinking of this, the cunning Chen Qingzhu tapped her small abacus, bit her tongue, and gazed at Fang Luoyou with a pair of clear and innocent eyes: "Lending it to Brother Fang is no problem. However, I also lack spirit stones for my cultivation..."

  "Little girl," Fang Luoyou immediately understood the meaning of these words, and smiled: "Okay, let's just say I'm lending you money with interest."

  "Hehe!"

  Chen Qingzhu's lively eyes curved into crescent moons, and the smile on his face bloomed even more. He took out a pink, extremely cute spirit stone bag and counted it while saying: "Brother Fang wants to borrow how much, just speak up. Who made kind-hearted Qingzhu so willing to help people?"

  Fang Luo's face wore a faint smile as he said softly and calmly: "Two thousand pieces of spirit stone."

  Bang!

  The Ling Stone Bag suddenly fell to the ground.

  Chen Qingzhu's cherry lips twitched at the corner of her mouth, and her slender body stiffened. Then, mechanically, she silently turned around, picked up the spirit stone bag, and ran!