Zuo Mo looked at the half-reclined shipboard, his face pale, gentle and shy, and it was a bit hard to associate him with that crazy guy from just now.

  He was applying medicine to Gong Sun Zan while thinking, "This guy is indeed an extremely good fighter!" Even now, he still felt somewhat unbelievable. The entire battle process was neat and efficient, swift and decisive, ending in the blink of an eye.

  Zuo Mo's Five Elements Sword didn't even get a chance to be used, and the Moonlight Spirit Water Beast was killed!

  Although he felt that Jin Juewei's role in his hands was not as great as the role it played in Gong Sun's hands.

  But isn't this gap a bit too big......

  On land, one Golden Armor Guard is enough to deal with a Moonlit Darkwater Beast. But in the ocean, it takes three Golden Armor Guards to kill a Moonlit Darkwater Beast, and that requires good luck. I didn't expect Fellow Disciple Gong Sun to be so powerful!

  What a pity about those moon pearls!

  Zuo Mo's heart ached, the last sword from Jin Wu Wei's sneak attack had cut Moonlight Spirit Water Beast's eyes in half. What was left in his hands were only four and a half moon pearls, their value greatly diminished. On the other hand, he gained quite a bit of Spirit Water. Although it wasn't as expensive as moon pearls, it was still a rare and precious item.

  Moreover, being able to discover Gong Sun's terrifying talent in this battle is worth it!

  In a chaotic world, what's most important is strength. Gong Sun's junior brother's talent has been constantly unearthed, and their strength has also been increasing invisibly. Zuo Mo was already considering whether he could let Pu Yao refine a few more Golden Armor Guards.

  However, Gong Sun's junior brother's strength was a bit too weak, and the sharp howl of the Moonlight Mystic Water Beast almost took his life. In Zuo Mo's view, Gong Sun's junior brother's future development direction should be that of a war general, skilled in commanding battles, rather than pursuing individual strength.

  But he himself was too weak, even weaker than Chun Yu Cheng's junior brother. With a little carelessness, he might lose his life. Zuo Mo, who had experienced the power of the demonic army, naturally realized that someone like Gong Sun was actually quite formidable. In this era, it wasn't difficult to recruit a somewhat powerful sword cultivator, as long as you had crystal stones. However, recruiting a cultivator who knew how to command was not an easy task. Moreover, Gong Sun was a direct descendant of the main lineage, having gone through thick and thin together, making him extremely reliable.

  How can we ensure that Gong Sun doesn't lose his life while commanding battles?

  Even the best magic treasure would be useless in Gong Sun's hands, he can't bring out its true power.

  Practicing some life-saving technique? Is it a bit late for that now? Although Gong Sun has the talent for commanding, his talent for cultivation seems quite ordinary.

  Left Mo was in trouble again.

  He suddenly slapped his forehead, how could he forget about Pu Yao, this ancient antique from a thousand families, who would surely know something.

  "Do you want to cultivate him into a war general?" Pu Yao looked at Zuo Mo with some surprise, such a perceptive thing, could this greedy and numb-faced person in front of him think of it? Wasn't he just someone who only knew how to dig for money?

  "I think he has a talent for this." Zuo Mo asked back: "Don't you think so?"

  "Heavenly talent is also a coincidence." Pu Yao didn't confirm or deny: "But what's the point of fighting? Do you also want to achieve hegemony?"

  Zuo Mo looked at Pu Yao like an idiot, had this guy gone crazy again? With just a few people, they couldn't even collect protection fees, yet they were bullying others! However, thinking that he still needed to ask for their help, Zuo Mo decided not to speak too sarcastically and said on the surface: "One good man with three helpers, group fighting has much more technical value than one-on-one. Anyway, I think, him taking this path is much more promising than being a butcher."

  I said so, how could this kid have such a profound vision? For some reason, Pu Yao felt relieved in his heart.

  "What's so good about hiding and covering it up?" Zuo Mo was somewhat displeased.

  "You country bumpkin!" Pu Yao sneered with contempt, curling his lip. He felt a thrill every time he cursed like this. Moreover, he found that as long as Lemo had something to ask of him, no matter how much he scolded Lemo, the latter would not get angry.

  Seeing the unpleasant meaning in Mo Yan's eyes, but forcing himself to restrain it, Pu Yao was very pleased in his heart.

  This feels great.

  "I'm here to give you a good lesson. What you call a pure commander among cultivators is called a war general. Demons don't have such pure commanders." The demon sneered, "For demons, fighting is a must from birth. Commanding battles is a skill that every high-ranking demon must learn. Of course, not every demon can become a great commander, but the probability is much higher than your war generals."

  "Do you know what's most important for a conductor?" asked Pu Yao.

  "I don't know?" Zuo Mo shook his head in confusion, what Pu Yao said was all news to him.

  "Pass on the order!" Pu Yao said a very ordinary phrase.

  "Oh." Zuo Mo suddenly understood.

  "On the battlefield, things change in an instant and situations are complex. How can a commander ensure that their orders reach the hands of their subordinates?" As he spoke, Pu Yao's expression gradually became more serious: "Cultivators use talismans; they use talismans that have been refined beforehand and distribute them to their fellow cultivators, using the talismans to issue commands. Demons use demonic marks; through these marks, they can sense each other. As for demons... well, I don't need to say more, do I?"

  "Divine consciousness?"

  "Not bad." Pu Yao nodded: "The master of demons is cultivating divine consciousness, and this aspect is naturally strong. You should consider this issue first."

  "As for what you said about staying alive." The Pú Yāo tilted its head and thought for a moment: "A war general's side will always have experts protecting them. Moreover, they will be hiding in the ranks, not easily discovered."

  I want to vomit blood.

  Saying so much but it's essentially the same as saying nothing. What kind of protection is this? There are only a few people, where can they hide?

  "We're all on the same boat now." Zuo Mo's eyes gleamed with malice as he sneered, "Hmph, who knows if we'll be able to satisfy the Heavenly Yao's appetite. Whether or not we'll be to the Spirit Beast's taste."

  The púyāo naturally wouldn't be intimidated by this level of threat and instead let out an extremely pleasant laugh.

  Just as Zuo Mo was about to show signs of anger and embarrassment, Pu Yao finally stopped his unrestrained laughter.

  "If you're talking about self-preservation, it's not like there's no way." The Pú Yāo chuckled: "For example, the magic tattoo. Look, how convenient! One carving and a lifetime of benefits. He doesn't need to cultivate at all; the tattoo will naturally temper his body. From then on, he'll be Little Strongs, the unkillable Little Strongs!"

  Zuo Mo sneered: "Blow it! You just keep blowing! Last time, I fell for your trick and carved this stupid magic seal. How come I still haven't become a minor strong?"

  "Xiao Qiang naturally isn't something that can be cultivated in a day." Pu Yao smiled and said: "Or perhaps the demon core, cultivating spiritual awareness, is simply a perfect match for a war general."

  "Divine consciousness is not bad, but it's of no help in saving one's life. Moreover, cultivating it takes a long time." Zuo Mo shook his head: "Besides, he will definitely not be commanding the demon army in the future. Didn't you say that cultivators use talismans?"

  "Look, I'm best at two things, and you've rejected both." The Pú Yāo spread its hands, with an expression that said "Hey, it's not like I didn't want to help you".

  "You knew it, you're unreliable!" Zuo Mo said viciously: "Hmph, fine! He can't become a general, and you won't have anyone to play Weiqi with either!"

  The pao spirit was startled.

  Zuo Mo was secretly delighted, and indeed, his guess had been correct! Seeing Pu Yao slaughter Gong Sun Zhi in over twenty games in a row left Zuo Mo extremely surprised. He had never seen Pu Yao be so interested in anything before. When Pu Yao took out the Five Element Eight Trigrams Chessboard and began to play through various scenarios, he knew that this guy must have been deeply into it before. Especially after seeing Pu Yao's smug expression after slaughtering Gong Sun Zhi in over twenty games, he knew that this guy had found his fun again, so he tried saying something like this.

  Pu You was depressed, but Zuo Mo's abacus he couldn't see through. However, as expected by Zuo Mo, it would be a pity to lose the chance to play with someone who had finally found a companion to play with.

  For a Tian Yao without goals and ambition, fun is of utmost importance.

  He sighed and said, "Hmmm, I remember now, there's a very unconventional way to save one's life."

  "What?" Zuo Mo hastily asked.

  "Blood Void Escape!"

  "What kind of magic is this?"

  "It's not a magic spell, it's a treasure of the law!"

  "Oh..."

  After several hours, Zuo Mo gazed at the three necklaces in front of him, a satisfied expression on his face. Each necklace had two jade pendants hanging from it, and on each pendant were intricate ancient seal engravings that now flowed smoothly under Zuo Mo's improved craftsmanship.

  Heh heh, sneaking up with a sly smile to Gong Sun's pale face.

  "Big Brother, what are you doing?" Gong Sun Chi showed a hint of vigilance, his expression was suspicious at first glance.

  "It's nothing serious." Zuo Mo chuckled and pulled up Gong Sun's small hand, patting it twice: "Alright!"

  Gongsun Zhi was taken aback, and suddenly saw that his small hand was dripping with blood, under his fingers, a jade bottle had appeared out of nowhere, already filled with half a bottle of blood.

  Gongsun's pale face turned as white as paper, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.

  Sun Yu Cheng supported his chin, gazing into the distance with a distracted expression, muttering to himself: "This symbol array should belong to Wind Movement, could it be that the power of Wind Movement will affect the Ling Die production rate..."

  He was completely unaware that there was another person beside him, and he was also completely unaware of the other hand on his leg, with fingers dripping with blood.

  He drank half a bottle and still didn't realize anything.

  Half an hour later.

  "Huh? When did I cut my hand? Hmm, I just remembered something..."

  Zuo Mo took out three bottles of blood, one of which was his own. Each bottle of blood was divided into two portions, each portion injected into a jade slip.

  On the warm jade signboard, the bright red seal script is unusually gorgeous, and no one would associate it with blood. It's not much different from ordinary cinnabar.

  These three pendants with jade plates are life-saving devices - Blood Empty Escape!

  Three people, one piece each.

  When anyone is under a mortal threat, they will involuntarily teleport to their companion's side as long as the companion wears a Blood Teleportation Charm made from their own blood.

  Originally intended to find a lifesaving method for Gong Sun, the worst of his brothers, but unexpectedly gained such a great benefit. Left with no choice, he mixed the three people's Blood Empty Escape together, so that no matter which of the three encountered danger, they would escape to the side of one of the other two.

  Lü Bu felt a huge weight lifted off his mind and woke up Gongsun Zan.

  "Come, let's play Weiqi!"

  Gongsun Zhi was bewildered and completely unaware that he had been sold by his senior brother to the blade-wielding Pu Yao.