Chapter 17
If she was unaware, it meant she wasn't strong enough, at least not strong enough to have made it onto the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths list compiled by the Tianji Pavilion.
And what if she remembered those who had been defeated by her?
In any case, they couldn't compare to the Ten Absolute Bodies.
She practiced for two hours straight.
Once again, an icy aura began to emanate from her.
She had just settled onto her bed when—
Knock, knock—
The door creaked open a crack, and Li Mo peeked in, holding a copper basin.
“Ying Bing, the beast meat needs to be refrigerated. I’ve put it in your room!”
The Bing Tuozi brand refrigerator had received rave reviews from everyone who had used it.
“?”
Ying Bing watched as he placed the covered basin of beast meat in the corner and then left.
As he left, he even turned off the light for her.
In the past, she would have thrown the copper basin out and shot Li Mo a cold glare, warning him never to enter her room casually or leave things behind.
But today...
The deliciousness of the hot pot seemed to linger on her taste buds, refusing to fade away...
If the meat spoiled, she wouldn’t be able to enjoy it, right?
Swish—
She pulled the bed curtain shut.
The bone-chilling cold spread through the room, and it grew quieter; she gradually drifted off to sleep.
The girl’s sleeping face slightly furrowed.
But it wasn’t due to the torment of extreme cold.
She was dreaming.
Dreaming of the time when she held the title of Huang Tian, presiding over the Gui Palace.
“Palace Master, I know that the disciples of Gui Palace must not indulge in love, so... please, Palace Master, take my martial arts away.”
“Master, I have traveled the world and met someone special…”
“Palace Master…”
“Hahaha, Ying Bing, you don’t even know what love is! How pitiful you are!”
...
Various chaotic images flashed before her, and her brows knitted tighter.
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**Chapter 15: The Ultimate Martial Body—Didn’t He Just Learn to Fight Yesterday?**
The next day.
The sky was bright.
In the training hall, Xiao Qin limped in, his face pale and his breath shallow, clearly showing signs of injury.
“Xiao Qin dares to come today, huh…”
“He got beaten so badly yesterday; his injuries must not be healed yet.”
“Sigh, if it were the old Xiao Qin, he could have knocked Wang Hu to the ground with one hand. I wonder what’s happened to him.”
“If he’s still like this in six months, he’ll probably be expelled from Qingyuan Sect, right?”
A few disciples whispered among themselves, their tones tinged with sympathy.
When they saw the Wang brothers, Wang Hu and Wang Hao, walk in, they immediately fell silent.
“You worthless fool, you dare to show your face today?”
“Good, I like a stubborn one who won’t cry until they see the coffin.”
Wang Hu chuckled with interest, cracking his knuckles.
Bang—
Xiao Qin dragged his injured body, practicing his punches, ignoring Wang Hu’s taunts.
Where’s Junior Brother Li?
Looks like he took my advice.
Sigh, too bad I have my own reasons for being here.
In six months, if things don’t change, I’ll be expelled from the sect.
His vitality continued to wane, and he could only pin his hopes on his martial arts.
“Xiao Shixiong, you’re injured?”
Hearing the voice, Xiao Qin turned around.
He was taken aback when he saw who it was.
“Li Mo?”
Everyone else was equally surprised.
He really dared to come?
Yesterday, Wang Hu had made it clear that if Li Mo showed up again, he’d be looking for a “friendly spar.”
Wang Hu had been training in martial arts for a long time.
Li Mo had become an inner disciple, so his talent must be exceptional, but he had no martial arts foundation and was just starting to learn.
Did he think that as an inner disciple, he’d be embarrassed if scared off by an outer disciple?
But if he got beaten up, that would be even more humiliating!
“Alright, alright, looks like you think I’m afraid to ask an inner disciple for guidance.”
Wang Hu narrowed his eyes, shifting his focus to Li Mo, his aura turning dangerous.
With Xiao Qin, he was more playful.
But with Li Mo, it was pure hatred.
He looked up at his cousin.
“Don’t do anything out of line.” Wang Hao said blandly.
“Of course.” Wang Hu grinned.
Implying that within the rules, he could do as he pleased?
He Heongfeng frowned. Couldn’t Wang Hu just settle down?
These brothers had entered the sect late; hadn’t they seen Elder Shang Wu’s power?
But since they hadn’t broken any rules, he couldn’t say much.
“Stop standing around and practice!”
The outer disciples began their training, while Wang Hao taught the new outer disciples the Six Harmonies Fist.
Watching his movements, he seemed quite at ease, clearly having years of experience with the technique.
However, the thoughts of everyone in the training hall were elsewhere.
Something might happen soon!
“You shouldn’t have come.”
Xiao Qin’s face was serious, his brows knitted tightly.
“You got beaten up yesterday, and you came today too?”
Li Mo smiled nonchalantly.
Xiao Qin sighed, “I have my reasons for being here…”
“I have my reasons too.”
“Ah?”
Xiao Qin was momentarily taken aback, unsure of what to say.
Indeed, although they hadn’t known each other long, it was clear that Li Mo was easygoing, not the type to be overly competitive or stubborn.
“Xiao Shixiong, take this. It’s a token of gratitude for yesterday’s teachings.”
Li Mo pulled out a jade box and handed it over.
“The Six Harmonies Fist isn’t some divine skill, so… huh?!”
As Xiao Qin spoke, he hadn’t fully opened the box when his pupils suddenly constricted.
He recognized what was inside.
Xuanjing!
“Don’t make a fuss; it’s enough for us to know.”
Li Mo placed a finger to his lips, signaling him to keep it low-key.
“Li Shidi, I… I can’t accept this!”
“And this kind of treasure is effective for any martial arts practice; you should keep it for yourself!”
Xiao Qin quickly closed the box, lowering his voice.
“I have a special physique; I can’t use it.”
Li Mo’s smile grew more sincere.
He had just seen a flash of desire in Xiao Qin’s eyes, but Xiao Qin had restrained himself.
Not only did he refuse it, but he also worried that Li Mo didn’t understand the value of Xuanjing and tried to remind him.
Old Xiao is a good guy.
“That’s still not acceptable; it’s too precious.”
Xiao Qin remained firm in his refusal.
“If you feel unworthy, consider it a loan. You can repay me when you have the chance.”
“As my first friend in the sect, if you refuse again, it would be disrespectful, you know?”
Li Mo firmly placed the box in his hands.
“Friend…”
Xiao Qin stood there, holding the box, stunned.
He had friends in Qingyuan Sect before, but that was when he was still a genius.
Once he lost that status and was demoted from the inner sect to the outer sect, those so-called friends didn’t even bother to help him, let alone lend a hand.
And Li Shidi had only trained with him for a day.
This Xuanjing could change his fate!
Because just a moment ago, the jade pendant on his chest had reacted strongly.
“Take it, Xiao Shixiong; you need it.” Li Mo urged again.
After struggling for a moment.
“Today’s kindness, I will never forget in this lifetime.”
Xiao Qin didn’t go on a long-winded expression of gratitude, nor did he ask why Li Mo believed he would be able to repay him in the future.
His gaze was resolute as he clasped his fists tightly.
Everything was understood without words.
“Then when I need your help in the future, I won’t hold back.”
Li Mo patted his shoulder.
Looking at this guy’s expression, he probably wouldn’t hesitate to risk his life for him in the future.
A purple destiny.
Even his master had a purple destiny and was now the youngest elder in Qingyuan Sect.
This investment not only gained him the friendship of a future powerhouse but also a system reward.
A triple win.
He won twice; it was like Bing Tuozi eating Sichuan pepper—Ying Ma was on a roll.
“They say having more friends opens more paths.”
“If I keep investing like this, when they grow up, won’t I be the most respected person in the entire Dayu?”
Li Mo couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild, classic scenarios flashing through his mind.
The true disciples of Qingyuan Sect return home, only to find their father living in a doghouse.
With a single command, a hundred thousand strongmen come crashing down...
From now on, please call me Li, the owner of the Face Fruit, Mo.
The scene was too beautiful.
Oh, and there were rewards.
Xiao Qin wanted to continue practicing the Six Harmonies Fist with Li Mo, but the young man shook his head in refusal, simply sitting to the side.
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