Chapter 25
He now had this old senior by his side, so he couldn't imagine encountering any significant danger.
However, this was a gift from his teacher.
It wouldn’t do to pass it on to someone else without the teacher's consent.
“It’s good that you have this intention.”
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“In the future, when you achieve success, you can also help him out.”
The old man known as Qianxing Wuzun didn’t object.
He actually hoped that Xiao Qin would be a person who knew how to repay kindness, as that would increase the chances of him helping to restore his own body in the future.
Moreover, the other party casually handed over a Xuanjing (mystical crystal), which at least indicated some background in the Eastern Wilderness Region.
“Help Li Shidi (Junior Brother Li)?”
Xiao Qin smiled wryly and shook his head. “But he’s a true disciple, while I’m just an outer sect disciple.”
He had personally experienced how talented Li Shidi was.
He mastered the Six Harmonies Fist in just one day.
It was beyond mere genius; he was practically a prodigy.
“A true disciple, with the brightest future ahead, can only become an elder at best.”
“Qingyuan Sect is just a small sect in the Eastern Wilderness Region.”
The old voice paused for a moment before continuing earnestly, “In the near future, you will leave here and shine in a broader world.”
“As my disciple, do not underestimate yourself.”
“Remember your teacher’s teachings.”
Xiao Qin hesitated slightly but nodded.
“You lack confidence in yourself, and you also lack confidence in me.”
“Well, tomorrow I’ll meet your Li Shidi and see just how extraordinary he really is.”
Noticing Xiao Qin’s thoughts, Qianxing Wuzun couldn’t help but feel a bit curious.
But soon, he redirected the conversation back to the main topic.
“The heart method you’re practicing isn’t quite suitable for you.”
“Listen carefully; I will teach you a method called Huaming Heart Sutra.”
“Thank you, Teacher!”
Xiao Qin perked up.
After a moment, Qianxing Wuzun fell silent, seemingly returning to the jade pendant to rest.
He tucked the pouch into his robe and diligently began practicing the newly learned heart method.
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**Chapter 22: Ying Bing's Troubles with Heritage**
Autumn Water Pavilion.
At this moment, the aroma of cumin and grease wafted through the small courtyard.
“Grilled meat, five taels of silver per skewer, and for a pretty girl, it’s free!”
“Here you go, you’re a beauty, so here’s a skewer for you~”
Li Mo had pulled out a charcoal stove used in winter as a grill, skewering the beast meat from the Rare Beast Peak, sizzling and oozing with juice.
While grilling, he playfully called out to attract customers.
“Good disciple, were you a chef before?”
Shang Wu took a bite, her apricot eyes filled with delight.
She had eaten grilled meat before.
But why was her disciple’s so delicious?
Especially that unique aroma, perfectly complementing the charred flavor of the meat—it was simply divine.
Li Mo chuckled and picked up a few more skewers.
“Wow, here’s another beauty! This black-horned sheep meat nourishes the yin and replenishes blood, so enjoy!”
“It’s really delicious.”
Ying Bing took a gentle bite, savoring it.
Her icy demeanor gave a four-character high praise, indicating the taste was indeed remarkable.
“Whew... whew...”
Shang Wu loved spicy food and kept exhaling.
Even Ying Bing, who usually preferred light meals, couldn’t help but indulge, forgetting how much she had eaten while grilling and munching.
“Little Bing’er, you understand the importance of respecting your teacher, so you must let me have a skewer of grilled fish.”
“But you’re not my master.”
“You’ve eaten so much; a little girl like you will get fat.”
“I’m at the age of growth.”
“Oh come on, you’re living with Li Mo every day; just let him cook for you next time.”
Shang Wu crossed her arms, pouting in frustration.
Despite all her coaxing and scheming, she couldn’t get a skewer of grilled fish from the little girl, which made her quite annoyed.
Ying Bing, while eating the grilled fish, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, unable to hide her smile.
She thought back to the past.
In the hazy memories of the Eastern Wilderness, only a few important people left a deep impression on her.
Among them was Shang Wu.
When the Qingyuan Sect fell, if it weren’t for Shang Wu, she probably wouldn’t have survived to leave Ziyang Prefecture.
But alas...
Shaking her head, Ying Bing dispelled the distracting thoughts.
In this life, those tragedies would never repeat.
“Good meat naturally deserves good wine.”
Li Mo also sat down at the table to eat.
He held a bottle of wine, contained in a jade-colored porcelain vessel.
As he uncorked it, a spicy yet refreshing aroma instantly filled the air.
As the wine poured out, it surprisingly formed distinct red and blue colors in the cup.
“What kind of wine is this? It smells amazing!”
Shang Wu twitched her nose, sniffing eagerly, her eyes widening in excitement.
“Binghuo Jiu (Ice Fire Wine).”
Li Mo smiled as he placed the wine bowl in front of Shang Wu.
He poured another cup, which he handed to Ying Bing.
Ying Bing raised her crescent-shaped brows slightly, examining it closely. The icy mirror-like quality of her eyes reflected the two-colored liquid, making it look stunning.
This wine came from Yuqing Island in the North Sea.
There was a spring there that was half cold and half hot year-round, possessing miraculous effects for tempering the body.
The island was home to a family of winemakers who specifically used this spring water for brewing, hence the name Ice Fire Wine.
Though they were winemakers, they were still a formidable force compared to the Qingyuan Sect.
Every year, that family would present hundreds of exquisite wines to the Gui Palace, including this Ice Fire Wine.
She had long since stopped using it, typically reserving it for rewarding promising disciples.
How did Li Mo come by this wine?
“Good disciple, where did you get this wine?”
After drinking the Ice Fire Wine, Shang Wu’s cheeks flushed, and for the first time, she spoke softly.
Her apricot eyes blinked gently, like rippling water.
“...”
Li Mo leaned back, surprised.
It was hard to imagine that this delicate girl could unleash a punch strong enough to shatter mountains.
“I stumbled upon it in a hidden place and managed to get a few jars.”
Li Mo casually replied.
“Oh? You have such luck; no wonder you could enter the third level of Shenfeng Cave unscathed.”
Shang Wu didn’t find anything wrong with his explanation.
Ying Bing took a sip, her heart understanding.
She had a hunch.
Li Mo had likely obtained some kind of inheritance.
With the treasures left behind in that inheritance, he had changed his own physique, and the Ice Fire Wine was also a relic meant for tempering the body of the inheritor.
Perhaps... it was during those days in Ziyang Prefecture when she opened her meridians?
Well then.
At least he would have the opportunity to inherit Shang Wu’s legacy and become an elder of the Qingyuan Sect.
For him, that was already a significant change in fate.
“Hmph, fine.”
Shang Wu pouted and downed her drink in one go.
“There are still a few jars of Ice Fire Wine left; if Master likes it, why not take a jar with you?”
“No need, you keep it. I can’t use it anymore since it’s for body tempering.”
“Then I’ll bring back a few jars of good wine for Master when I go down the mountain.”
Li Mo was a bit surprised and took a sip from his cup.
But then, he realized something was off.
He remembered he hadn’t poured himself any wine, so what he just drank... was from Ying Bing’s cup?
“Little Bing’er, what’s wrong with you?”
Shang Wu tilted her head, noticing that Ying Bing seemed a bit dazed.
“It’s nothing.”
Ying Bing furrowed her brows and shook her head gently.
“Ah, then you should drink more; this wine is very beneficial for your Qi and blood.”
As she spoke, Shang Wu took out a small gourd from her waist and gulped down a couple of swigs.
Li Mo cleared his throat, handed her a new cup, and filled it up.
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“Mm.”
Ying Bing sipped her wine.
Just now, it seemed that the calm lake of her heart had stirred with a faint ripple?
That was what puzzled her.
The men who had pursued her included those with talents that shone through the ages, unparalleled gifts, and terrifying backgrounds. Even before becoming one of the Nine Heavens, the Celestial Emperor among them had once expressed admiration for her.
Not to mention sweet words.
She hadn’t even entertained the thought.
Over time, people said that the empress who resided in the Gui Palace was cold as ice, devoid of emotions.
In truth, she was merely steadfast in her pursuit of martial arts.
The mundane world dulls the bones of heroes; love and affection are merely stumbling blocks.
But just now, when an unusual feeling arose in her heart, she found herself not rejecting it...
“Perhaps it’s because of the Ice Fire Wine...”
Ying Bing finished the Ice Fire Wine without savoring its exquisite flavor.
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