Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

Li Yuan waved his hand, interrupting him: "Sister Ahua has also been kind to me. This little bit of money is just to repay her kindness."

"I'll be at ease if you and she can support each other and live a peaceful life."

Aji gave a deep "hmm," his heart filled with emotion.

The two talked for a while longer, and Li Yuan told him to take good care of his injuries before getting up to say goodbye.

After leaving the Demon Suppression Division, Mr. Mo had indeed come to pick him up, and the two returned to the Divine Martial Academy together.

In the courtyard, Mr. Mo sat at the stone table, slowly sipping his old wine with a plate of peanuts.

"gentlemen."

Li Yuan walked up to him and bowed.

"sit."

Mr. Mo pointed to the stone bench opposite him, poured him a bowl of wine, and asked, "Have you seen Aji? How's that kid?"

"He's mostly recovered. The Demon Suppression Division wants to recruit him as an informant, and he's already agreed." Li Yuan sat down on the stone bench, picked up his wine bowl, but didn't drink it, his gaze falling on Mr. Mo's face.

"Yes, that's one way out." Mr. Mo nodded and took a sip of his drink.

The courtyard was quiet for a moment, with only the rustling of bamboo leaves.

Li Yuan remained silent for a moment, then suddenly put down his wine bowl, stood up, took two steps back, and bowed deeply to Mr. Mo.

"Student Li Yuan thanks Mr. Xie for repeatedly saving his life and protecting him!"

Ever since he discovered his level nine talent, he has been targeted by the Dark Pavilion. If it weren't for Mr. Mo, he would have died countless times already.

Although Mr. Mo was entrusted by the academy, Li Yuan knew that his care for him came from the bottom of his heart. Especially after going through life and death together, the trust between the two had long surpassed the ordinary teacher-student relationship.

Mr. Mo paused slightly in the hand holding the wine gourd, glanced at Li Yuan, and waved his hand: "Alright, enough with the formalities."

"As an instructor at the academy, it is my duty to protect you and guide your cultivation."

"Sit down and let's talk."

Li Yuan sat down as instructed, looked at Mr. Mo, took a deep breath, and slowly began to speak.

"There's something I've always wanted to say, but I haven't known how."

Mr. Mo paused in his drinking, looked at him, and said nothing, simply waiting quietly.

"Ever since the day the spirit was awakened, a palace has appeared in the student's sea of ​​consciousness."

Without further hesitation, Li Yuan revealed his biggest secret. He had considered it carefully; the demon race likely already knew about it.

If he continues to hide it, it will only be more disadvantageous for him.

Moreover, after spending more than a year together, he had come to understand Mr. Mo's character and believed that the other party would not regard him as a monster.

"...I was able to directly refine demon cores through it, which helped me break through my cultivation level. This time, I was able to turn the tables and kill a powerful enemy, all thanks to its special ability..."

He described the Bronze Palace's capabilities in detail, explaining everything he could, except for the fact that he had become a time traveler after an accident in his previous life when he fell into the deep sea during a plane crash.

Over the past year, he had been groping around on his own, and he had a feeling that he had no chance of successfully developing the bronze palace, while Mr. Mo was highly accomplished and knowledgeable.

Maybe it can help him find the right way to use it, maybe it can help him get a chance to travel back to the 21st century, reunite with his family, or be reincarnated.

"So it's a palace." Mr. Mo nodded. "Ever since you first absorbed the demon core, I've guessed that there was some mysterious treasure assisting you, but I don't know exactly what it is."

His tone was calm, and there was even a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Not to mention me, Old Man Su and Liu girl, they all guessed that if it weren't for the fact that you advanced to the Questioning Heart Realm last time, how could they have kept the news from spreading?"

Li Yuan looked up in surprise, then felt relieved. Thinking about it, it made sense. He was only at a certain level of cultivation. He had advanced under Mr. Mo's very nose. How could Mr. Mo not know?

It's laughable that I always thought I had hidden it so well; I'm truly ashamed.

"Sir, I..."

Li Yuan was at a loss for words.

"I don't mean to blame you. You did the right thing. Such an important matter should be handled with caution."

Mr. Mo said solemnly, "Alright, let's leave it at that. You must never mention it to a third party again."

"As for Old Man Su and Girl Liu, I will explain it to them myself. You don't need to bring it up again. The more people who know, the more danger you will be in."

"However, I suspect that the demon race already knows."

Li Yuan recounted how Ying Shisan had revealed his demon core that day, only to have it absorbed by him on the spot, thus exposing his secret.

"When that Cangmu was sending the message, part of it was intercepted by you, sir, but some of it may still have gotten out. I'm worried..."

He looked up at Mr. Mo, his expression worried.

Recalling that day, Mr. Mo understood: "You don't need to worry too much. Since only half of the message has been sent out, they certainly don't know your trump card yet."

"Whether this matter exists or not, the demon race will see you as a thorn in their side and will want to get rid of you as soon as possible. Your responsibility is to grow up quickly and, ideally, be able to stand on your own, so that you will no longer be afraid of their threats."

"Yes, student understands," Li Yuan replied solemnly.

"Hmm." Mr. Mo's expression softened. "However, this palace is indeed strange, unlike anything I've ever heard of. You need to be careful when you practice, lest it backfire on you."

The bronze palace has a mysterious origin and its energy is too great for him to control at present.

"Yes, student will keep in mind your teachings, sir."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan nodded solemnly.

"Tell me more about the details of that palace, and perhaps we can study it and see what other mysteries it holds."

Li Yuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved closer. Mr. Mo waved his hand without making a sound, setting up a restriction that enveloped the entire courtyard.

The sun had completely sunk behind the western mountains. In the courtyard, an old man and a young man were discussing something in hushed tones over sake and peanuts.

In the days that followed, under Mr. Mo's careful guidance, Li Yuan gained a deeper understanding of his own power, especially the mysterious and unpredictable power of time.

He believed that when faced with a life-or-death situation again, he wouldn't need to fight desperately; he could simply use the power of time to intervene.

He even tried to incorporate time acceleration into his footwork, giving his movements an effect similar to teleportation.

It should be noted that this ability, which he possessed at the Qi Condensation Realm, also gave him another secret means of survival.

Mr. Mo did not interfere too much, but pointed out the shortcomings and merits of each attempt.

He was repeatedly warned that this power involved the fundamental principles of the Great Dao, and was infinitely profound. He must not be greedy for quick success or act rashly, and should not easily show it to others. In particular, before he had fully mastered it, forcibly using it in actual combat would not only backfire on him, but also expose his true nature and could easily lead to his death.

Li Yuanshen agreed and kept it in mind.

Mr. Mo further advised him not to rush into the Breaking Illusion Realm, but to first stabilize his cultivation of the Questioning Mind Realm, solidify his foundation, hone his true qi, and study more basic techniques and combat skills.

Li Yuan began to study in depth some of the books in the library about demons, formations, elixirs, and even ancient secrets.

Having lived two lives, he understands that only through mental refinement, the accumulation of knowledge, and rich combat experience can one go further.

That day, while practicing his combat skills, he reviewed the duel from that day and felt that he needed to learn a weapon.

He has always relied primarily on his fists and feet, along with a dagger.

They seem to be able to fight alone normally, but they are at a great disadvantage in large-scale battles, especially when surrounded.

What weapon should I choose?