Martial Arts Sainthood Begins with the Tiger-Taming Fist

Chapter 120 Thousand Machine Technique

After this conjecture was made, Chen Mo instantly understood why the monster had no blood and no pain.

Because it was originally an inanimate object.

He then devised a plan to defeat the enemy, the key being the pair of wings on the monster's back, which seemed to determine its speed.

"By destroying its wings, its combat power will be greatly reduced."

He pondered to himself as he used the Luo Yan Step to retreat.

When he retreated to a crumbling wall, Chen Mo swiftly unleashed a wave of sword energy that exploded on his opponent's chest. The force of the energy scattered the surrounding bricks and tiles, creating a cloud of dust.

"Oh, right, the smoke and dust!"

He instantly realized that if the view of the person controlling the monster was blocked, the other party would be unable to manipulate the monster according to the battle situation.

Thinking of this, he immediately dodged to the side. The monster smashed the remaining wall behind him with a single claw, and dust billowed up.

Chen Mo, taking advantage of the situation, no longer aimed his Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique at the monster, but at the ground.

clang clang clang clang—

Several shockwaves slammed into the ground, and in an instant, smoke and dust rose as high as a person.

The monster's movements indeed faltered for a moment.

In the brief moment, Chen Mo flipped his palm, revealing a bone-corroding needle.

He channeled his inner energy, leaped behind his opponent, aimed at one of the wings, and hurled the Bone-Eating Needle with all his might.

As the bone-corroding needle pierced the point where the wings connected to the body, the bones at the base of the wings instantly shattered, revealing the tendons and bones to the naked eye.

Then, when the smoke cleared, the person who had been manipulating the monster regained control, but by this time, the monster's movements were extremely uncoordinated.

Chen Mo unleashed several sword strikes.

Each sword strike landed precisely on the monster's fatal spot.

His throat, mouth, nose, and the back of his head all bore horrifying sword wounds.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

A series of screeching sounds emanated from its throat, adding to the eeriness and terror of the broken bricks and tiles.

At a certain moment, Chen Mo pierced the monster's throat with a single, powerful sword strike, and the monster emitted several muffled "uh uh" sounds.

When the sword was sheathed, the monster fell straight to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

At this moment, Chen Mo glanced coldly at the person who was manipulating things.

The other person visibly trembled, and then quickly fled.

Chen Mo was not about to let the other party escape so easily!

He immediately took a ghostly step, cutting off the opponent's path, and pointed his sword at the opponent's heart.

At that moment, he saw the other person's appearance clearly.

She was a long-haired woman wearing a colorful dress, but her face was covered by a black veil, revealing only her cold, deep eyes.

Based on Chen Mo's senses, the opponent's strength was not yet at the Transformation Realm, but he was unsure if she had other monster helpers, so he always kept a distance of ten feet from her.

"Who are you?"

Chen Mo asked calmly.

The other party snorted coldly and retorted, "You must be a new disciple of Nine Swords Mountain, right? Your strength is not bad, but you're too honest."

Chen Mo asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

A mocking glint appeared in the other person's eyes. "Do you think all the elders of Nine Swords Mountain are righteous? They sent you new disciples into Wind and Thunder Valley just to send you to your deaths. The demon cores you risked your lives to obtain all went to the sect. What did you get in return?"

That's why I said you're too honest.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo remained calm and composed. "The elders of Nine Swords Mountain have also entered Wind and Thunder Valley several times to slay strange beasts."

The other person paused for a moment, then said, "What does that prove? In their eyes, you're just cannon fodder sent to your deaths."

Knowing he had his sword in hand, Chen Mo understood it was his turn to take the initiative, not let the other party lead him by the nose. Therefore, he ignored them and directly asked, "I'll ask you again: Who are you? Why are you in Wind and Thunder Valley? What lies deep within Wind and Thunder Valley?"

A look of disdain flashed in the other person's eyes. Then, he quickly flipped his palm, and suddenly, a choking cloud of smoke billowed out from his palm.

"I'm not going to waste any more words with you. Goodbye forever!"

Taking advantage of the smoke, the other party quickly retreated.

Chen Mo immediately stepped forward and thrust out his sword.

The tip of the sword disappeared into the smoke.

Clang!

It appeared to be blocked by an iron weapon.

Chen Mo did not give up. He took another step, stretched out his left hand into the smoke, and suddenly grabbed something soft.

"Um?"

"you!!!"

Chen Mo seemed to realize something, and then pressed his palm down, leaving his five fingers imprinted on his body.

A soft moan escaped from within the smoke.

Then, Chen Mo felt the other person hurriedly retreat and leave his palm.

Because the smoke had not yet dissipated, he dared not pursue rashly and had no choice but to stand still.

A short while later.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, the other party had already vanished without a trace.

Just as Chen Mo was feeling disappointed, he suddenly noticed a book lying on the broken tile ground where the other person had just been standing.

After careful observation, he poked at it with his sword to confirm that it was not a trap deliberately left by the other party, and then picked it up.

It must have been when he struck the opponent with his palm that the book that the opponent had been hiding in his chest pocket fell out.

Upon handling the book, I noticed a slippery texture, suggesting it had been soaked in some kind of medicinal solution to prevent spoilage.

The cover has the words "Thousand Machines Technique" written on it.

The font is distorted and deformed, giving off a strange and eerie feeling.

"Puppetry?"

Chen Mo had previously learned about this technique.

Ancient wooden figures and animals are all included in this category. Later, other variations gradually evolved, and more durable materials such as copper and iron were added.

Although the art of puppetry is not entirely the same as the art of mechanisms, it relies on mechanisms to a certain extent.

"That humanoid monster must be related to this Thousand Machine Technique, right?"

He guessed to himself.

He then skimmed through it, which introduced the Yan beasts and Yan people, including examples of turning living people into Yan people, as well as techniques for turning spirits and strange beasts into Yan beasts.

They could even drain the blood from a human and an animal and then mate them to create a "dead creature" that obeyed its master.

Chen Mo couldn't help but think of "human sacrifice".

They all targeted living people, suggesting they came from the same organization.

"I was drawn here by the pain of the Crescent Moon Array, and this woman just happened to be here. Moreover, the puppetry she possesses is similar to human sacrifice. There can't be no connection between these things."

After he finished reading the Thousand Machines Technique and closed it, several lines of blood-red text suddenly appeared in his consciousness:

[Refined through countless trials, nurtured by mountains and rivers]

[Successfully binding the Thousand Machine Technique, the required spirit essence and water spirit: Submerged Wood]

Polishing this material will unlock its inherent potential and enhance your martial arts comprehension.

"The petrified wood—it's bound already?"

Chen Mo was somewhat surprised. He hadn't originally intended to bind himself to this book, but he hadn't expected that this kind of skill manual could also improve one's comprehension through cultivating one's skills in nature.

He certainly wouldn't make the androids made from living people, as described in the book, but—

I could try making puppets from spirits and strange beasts. Wouldn't that give me subordinates who would never betray me?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo looked around again.

There must be an even stronger being lurking deeper inside, and his arms were still bleeding.

He immediately decided to find a safe place to heal his wounds first, and then try to make a puppet beast.