Chapter 11
In addition to having an excellent environment for martial arts practice, it also served as a symbol of status.
“Qiu Shui Ge.”
Ying Bing replied without hesitation.
“Uh, alright, I’ll record that for you, Junior Sister.” The internal affairs disciple paused for a moment, then nodded.
“And me?”
Li Mo pointed to himself, thinking he had been forgotten.
“Junior Brother is from Qun Yu Peak, um, your peak has prepared resources for the true disciples…”
The internal affairs disciple pulled out a thick ledger and handed it over.
‘Could it be some kind of secret manual? This is way too thick…’
Li Mo opened it with confusion, only to find it filled with entries like:
“Jingtai Year 162, Month 2: Qun Yu Peak advanced 3,000 taels of silver.”
“Jingtai Year 162, Month 3: Qun Yu Peak advanced 10 jars of Xinghua wine.”
“Jingtai Year 164, Month 9: Destroyed the beast cages at Zhen Shou Peak, resulting in the escape of various exotic beasts, with a total loss of 52 heads.”
...
The pages were densely packed with bills and IOUs.
Li Mo: “?”
A flurry of question marks appeared over his head.
“Did I get the wrong one?”
“Nope.”
Elder Qian Bufan sighed and said, “The resources for true disciples from each peak are provided by the peaks themselves, not distributed uniformly by the sect.”
“Qun Yu Peak has not provided any resources to its true disciples.”
“Moreover, your cousin Shang Wu has also advanced many items from the Internal Affairs Hall. When you have time, take this ledger to her and remind her to settle her debts.”
“This thick book is all bills?”
Li Mo’s mouth twitched.
So everyone else is reaping the benefits, and I’m stuck with the debts?
Qian Bufan nodded, offering a friendly reminder: “By the way, there probably isn’t a place for you to stay at Qun Yu Peak. You’d better make some plans and build yourself a thatched hut or something. You can request materials from the Internal Affairs Hall.”
“A thatched hut?”
Li Mo fell into deep thought.
He never imagined that after joining Qing Yuan Sect and becoming a true disciple, he would end up homeless.
I must be a fake disciple!
“Just stay at my place.”
Suddenly, Ying Bing spoke, her lips parting slightly.
Li Mo’s heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at her, unable to discern any change in her cool demeanor.
Is this still the Ying Bing I know?
“Qiu Shui Ge has an excellent environment; you two can play the part of a celestial couple,” Qian Bufan said, rubbing his belly, a hint of a knowing smile on his face.
Oh, Elder Qian is quite the matchmaker.
“Uh, Elder Qian, you’re overthinking it.”
Li Mo shook his head.
“Ah? You two aren’t a couple?”
Old Qian was taken aback.
He had heard that the two were childhood friends, both entering Qing Yuan Sect together as true disciples. Ying Bing had even specifically mentioned wanting Li Mo to stay with her today. They were practically living together.
In this day and age, who shares a room without being in a relationship?
“Uh…”
Li Mo hadn’t even opened his mouth.
Beside him, Ying Bing’s voice rang out:
“Not at all.”
Her tone was casual, but it sent a chill down the spine.
“You’ve misunderstood.”
Li Mo waved his hands repeatedly.
Then, both fell silent.
The atmosphere in the hall became somewhat awkward.
“Getting old, I tend to talk too much. Please forgive me,” Qian Bufan chuckled, smacking his lips, looking a bit disappointed.
Li Mo forced a smile, pulling his gaze away from Ying Bing.
Is Bing really beautiful?
Describing her as stunning would not be an exaggeration.
But... she’s too cold.
Both her personality and demeanor exude a chilling aura.
Thinking of this, Li Mo couldn’t help but sigh.
His feelings for this childhood friend, the cool girl, were more akin to pity than admiration.
In his memories, she hadn’t always been this way; it was only after a family tragedy that she changed.
If the roles were reversed, he knew he wouldn’t be able to remain optimistic and gentle either.
Across from him, Ying Bing subtly shook her head.
Heaven and earth are indifferent, and the path of martial arts is long.
In her past life, countless talented individuals had pursued her.
But unless she severed all emotions and focused solely on the path of martial arts, she wouldn’t have reached the pinnacle.
In this life, she remained steadfast in her resolve to pursue the way.
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Qiu Shui Ge was located not far from Qun Yu Peak.
Nestled by the mountains and rivers, it boasted beautiful scenery.
The three-story pavilion was accompanied by a separate courtyard, with a clear spring flowing through it, exuding an ancient elegance that stood out among the other pavilions.
At that moment, the door of Qiu Shui Ge swung open.
The two entered, one after the other, with the young man carrying a bundle of items.
“This place is quite well-built.”
Li Mo was satisfied with his new living environment, feeling a bit nostalgic.
Previously, Ying Bing had borrowed a place at the Li residence, living under someone else’s roof.
Now, the roles had reversed.
He turned back to see Ying Bing gazing thoughtfully at the courtyard.
“It seems like no one has lived here for a long time. Let’s clean it up first.”
Li Mo surveyed the surroundings but couldn’t find any cleaning tools.
Ying Bing suddenly said, “The broom is under the stone bench at the flower pond.”
Li Mo bent down and indeed found a broom.
“You go heat some water.”
Ying Bing tied her hair up with a ribbon and spoke naturally, as if she had lived there for a long time, seamlessly taking on the role of the mistress of Qiu Shui Ge.
She wasn’t doing it on purpose.
But in her movements while sweeping, there was an air of someone who had long been accustomed to being in charge.
Great, I’ve become the obedient little housekeeper.
Li Mo pouted and saluted, “At your service, my lady.”
Though he knew Ying Bing was always like this, he couldn’t shake off a slight sense of reluctance.
Well, as a prideful male, that’s quite normal.
...
The steaming hot water was ready, and Li Mo poured it into a large wooden tub.
【Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested in a tub of bathwater, helping the investment subject clean their body.】
【Investment feedback received: One gold bar.】
The weight of the gold bar from the system’s feedback was substantial.
Li Mo fell silent for a moment, then shouted towards the courtyard:
“One tub of bathwater isn’t enough, I’ll heat up some more!”
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Night fell.
The next day.
Li Mo woke up as usual, glancing at the frozen figure next door before heading into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Recently, his wide-ranging investments had yielded many strange rewards, including quite a bit of food that could be eaten hot.
By the time the sun fully rose, Li Mo emerged with soy milk and steamed buns, only to find Ying Bing already seated.
Her lips were still colorless, and her face was as pale as snow.
Describing her as breathtakingly beautiful was an understatement.
Not long after breakfast, a hearty voice called from outside:
“Is Ying Bing here?”
He opened the door.
An old man sat in a grand, ancient carriage, its eaves intricately carved with auspicious symbols, both exquisite and masterfully crafted.
“I am the carriage driver for the sect leader.”
The old man smiled broadly and said, “On the sect leader’s orders, I’m here to take you up the mountain. From now on, I’ll be the one to pick you up. There are many buildings on Qing Yuan Peak, and I’m afraid you might get lost.”
Wow, the sect leader’s carriage.
Li Mo thought to himself, no wonder it looks so impressive.
Look at that, now that’s the treatment of a true disciple.
He was afraid he’d have to walk up the mountain.
“Thank you.”
Ying Bing nodded, and after getting into the carriage, she lifted the curtain and said:
“Li Mo, when you get to Qun Yu Peak, you can prepare a few jars of good wine first.”
With that, the carriage sped away.
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