58: Chapter 58 The Twelve Demon Blades! Taotie! Qiongqi!

What does this mean?

Li Mo hadn't expected that by simply touching these throwing knives, the system would detect that he possessed the genes for using them, thereby allowing him to practice throwing knife techniques.

It was clear that he had inherited this gene from his biological father.

Thinking of this, Li Mo immediately asked Aunt, "Aunt, could it be that this set of throwing knives was used by my father?"

Aunt glanced at Li Mo with a complex expression, then said, "Although you have never asked me all these years, I believe you must be eager to know about your parents' situation. Since you have chosen to join The Military, I will tell you everything about your background."

"Actually, I don't know much about your parents; most of what I know I heard from your uncle."

In reality, Li Mo wasn't very interested in his parents' circumstances; after all, he was a transmigrator.

Compared to his parents, whom he had barely met, Li Mo felt much more affection for Aunt, who had raised him single-handedly.

However, since Aunt wanted to tell him, Li Mo didn't mind listening.

In fact, Li Mo's father was once a well-known freelance martial artist in the capital.

So-called freelance martial artists were like Zhao Yi; those who did well would guard homes for the upper class, while those who didn't would just be street thugs.

Li Mo's father was named Li Le, and as it happened, he had chosen the latter.

He was considered a troublemaker in the capital and had done many foolish things in his youth.

Later, due to some turn of events, he was recruited by a leader in The Military and subsequently joined The Military.

After entering The Military, his temperament changed drastically. Not only did he become steady and cautious, but he also met Li Mo's biological mother in the army, and the two eventually married and had children.

Li Mo's uncle originally looked down on Li Mo's father the most, but later, influenced by Li Le joining the army, Li Mo's uncle also entered The Military together with him.

As for their specific positions and the work they performed in The Military, Aunt knew nothing.

The only thing Aunt knew was that the three of them served in the same department, which was extremely mysterious within The Military, and practically every mission was classified at the highest level.

Aunt was not a martial artist, but she knew that all three of them were very powerful.

Once, Aunt saw with her own eyes the three of them kill an enemy assassin group, where the general strength of the assassins was basically at the Liangyi Realm or above.

Yet, the three of them defeated that group without expending much effort.

Once, Aunt curiously asked Uncle what kind of strength Li Mo's father actually possessed, and Uncle only replied that it was a level beyond Aunt's imagination.

And Li Le's primary weapon was this set of throwing knives currently lying in the box.

This set of throwing knives was called the Twelve Rakshasa Knives.

Each one was forged by the top blacksmiths of the Great Xia!

The grade of almost every throwing knife reached the top tier, and among them, two were even supreme divine weapons!

Hearing this, Li Mo could not help but be surprised.

The highest grade among weapons was the Boundless Divine Weapon, but there were no more than ten such weapons in the entire world.

Although Li Mo was fortunate enough to obtain one, that was purely due to good luck.

Come to think of it, it was thanks to Marshal Yue's spear that Li Mo was able to defeat Lu Jin; otherwise, with his Foundation Establishment Realm seventh-grade cultivation, it would have been impossible for him to suppress Lu Jin.

However, such opportunities were rare and hard to come by. Normally speaking, a supreme divine weapon was the lifelong pursuit of a martial artist.

Within Li Mo's father's set of throwing knives, there were actually two supreme divine weapons, which proved that Li Le's strength was inevitably extraordinary.

"Child, after your parents and your uncle left, they left this box. It seems your father must have guessed long ago that you would follow in his footsteps, which is why he left his weapons to you."

"They never returned after leaving seventeen years ago. The Military only notified me that they had sacrificed themselves, but Aunt just cannot let it go! I didn't even see their bodies, not even their ashes!"

"Child, if you hadn't joined The Military, I shouldn't say this. But since you have entered, could Aunt ask you to investigate the cause of your uncle's death?"

All these years, whenever Aunt mentioned Uncle, her eyes would brim with a look of nostalgia.

Presumably, it was because she loved Uncle to the bone that she extended that love to him, and combined with her sense of responsibility, that was why she cherished Li Mo so much.

There was no reason for Li Mo not to agree to Aunt's request.

"Aunt, what is this talk of requests? Aren't we family? Leave this matter to me; if I find the specific cause of their death, I will definitely notify you immediately."

According to Aunt's account, the three possessed extremely high strength, and the tasks they performed were extremely secretive, so they must have belonged to a special department within The Military, and the rank was likely not low.

With Li Mo's current position, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to inquire about the origins of this special department; he could only ask Zhang Ruxue after returning to the camp.

Then Li Mo said to Aunt, "By the way, Aunt, the higher-ups have allocated a house for me on the outskirts of the capital. You and little sister should move in quickly. As for the moving process, I will handle it, so be quick!"

According to Li Mo's guess, the mole would definitely come to find him in these few days, and Li Mo did not want Aunt and his little sister to be caught in the crossfire.

Seeing Li Mo's resolute expression, Aunt did not refuse again but laughed aloud, "Haha! Our Little Mo has become successful. Since that's the case, I'll move in tomorrow. Aunt will enjoy some comfort too!"

... A few days later.

Under the sunset, Li Mo stood in front of a wall in the slums, having drawn several targets on it, practicing his throwing knife technique over and over again.

Li Le had not only left behind the Twelve Rakshasa Knives but also the cultivation methods for the Twelve Rakshasa Knives.

According to his account, cultivating the Twelve Rakshasa Knives was extremely difficult; for a beginner to master the first two of the Twelve Rakshasa Knives was considered quite good.

The Twelve Rakshasa Knives were not simply forged from alloys; they also contained the Divine Soul Power of twelve fierce beasts, which was why they were so powerful.

But precisely because of this, to master the Twelve Rakshasa Knives, one had to be able to suppress the fierce aura of these twelve beasts; otherwise, one would suffer a backlash when using them, resulting in severed meridians at best, and immediate death at worst!

Li Mo had been trying to use the Twelve Rakshasa Knives these past few days, and despite expending great effort, he had only mastered the power of the first two throwing knives of the Twelve Rakshasa Knives.

One was called Taowu, and the other was called Qiongqi.

However, the power of just these two throwing knives was already shockingly strong!

It was no exaggeration to say that if the current Lu Jin stood before Li Mo, Li Mo would only need to use the Qiongqi knife, and Lu Jin would have no power to parry!

The destructive power of this throwing knife was extreme!

Rather than calling it a hidden weapon, it would be better to call it a cannon!

Li Mo had experimented a little yesterday and almost blew up this slum!

To avoid making such a mistake again, Li Mo focused primarily on practicing the precision of the throwing knives today.

Li Mo's thoughts stirred, and the next moment, two throwing knives of different forms lingered beside him, then flew out at extreme speed, almost without a doubt, piercing the center of the target!

Controlling objects from a distance, combined with precise hits—if a martial artist accustomed to using hidden weapons were here, they would likely be shocked to the point of dropping their jaws.

Because martial artists who generally use hidden weapons have practiced since childhood, it would take them about two years to reach the level Li Mo was at.

Yet Li Mo had only taken three days!