Chapter 93
“Change the person, and by next year, the grass on the grave will be three zhang high.”
Li Mo, not wanting to lift a finger, sank his mind into his dantian.
I have to say, if one can endure the training methods of Shang Wu, the results are quite remarkable.
His internal energy grew a little stronger.
But that wasn’t the key point.
If he were to fight against his former self, with similar levels of internal energy, he was confident he could win within ten moves.
The realm and fighting skills were progressing at an astonishing rate.
Give him another month or so, and perhaps he could achieve the perfect condensation of energy?
Dragging his weary body into the courtyard, Li Mo saw the “Phoenix Crying in the Sky” he had handed to Bing Tuozi quietly lying on the stone table.
Clearly, Bing Tuozi had finished reading it and just tossed it aside.
“Speaking of which, I haven’t read it myself.”
Li Mo heated up his meal and began to eat while reading.
This martial art had no ranks and was divided into four levels.
The first level emphasized the blending of breath.
The second level focused on the merging of spirit and intent.
The third level... the unity of spirit and flesh.
“Does the unity of spirit and flesh mean...?”
Li Mo fell into a brief silence.
[Ten years of martial arts insights successfully infused]
[First year...]
...
Before long, the deduction was complete.
Hmm, it was quite strange; he grasped this concept rather quickly.
Li Mo opened his mouth, forgetting to swallow his food.
This martial art could be practiced by both genders, but one could never reach the third level.
Because it required both parties to know each other intimately.
Only then could their essence, energy, and spirit achieve a brief perfect fusion.
Hiss...
Practicing with the same gender wasn’t entirely impossible... but that wasn’t the point!
Bing Tuozi hadn’t realized this layer, had she?
“Li Mo.”
A familiar voice came from upstairs.
Ying Bing stood by the window.
“Come up.”
“Okay.”
Li Mo felt a bit anxious.
Creak—
As he pushed open the door, he was met with Ying Bing’s serene gaze.
Li Mo felt a bit uncomfortable under her stare:
“How much of that dual cultivation martial art have you learned?”
“I’ve just barely grasped the first level; I plan to tackle the rest tomorrow...”
“That’s good. The first level is enough.”
Li Mo felt a little relieved.
At that moment, the familiar chill began to spread from Ying Bing.
In the darkness.
The girl patted the head of the bed, her voice cool:
“Take off your clothes and come over.”
Chapter 90: Li Mo Really Knows How to Show Off
“Huh?”
Though he knew Bing Tuozi didn’t mean anything by it, Li Mo instinctively took a half-step back.
What could he do? He had read too many novels in his past life.
He had dabbled in genres like “The Overbearing Female CEO Falls in Love with Me”...
“The other day, the Taiyin Star was strong, and I haven’t fully recovered, so I can’t completely control my internal energy.”
“If you’re still wearing clothes, you might get hurt.”
Ying Bing’s calm words revealed little emotion.
Hearing this, Li Mo felt he was being overly sensitive.
Bing Tuozi didn’t care, so why was he being so shy?
“Alright.”
Li Mo took off his shirt.
The candlelight flickered.
The current Li Mo was no longer the frail young master who had just left home.
His body, now muscular yet lean, was well-defined, exuding a sense of strength.
He had grown a few centimeters taller, now standing at least 1.8 meters.
Compared to those with muscular builds, he appeared more balanced.
“Uh... what about my pants...?”
Li Mo asked cautiously.
Ying Bing slightly furrowed her brows, her eyes still as frosty as shattered jade.
What do you think?
Li Mo cleared his throat, feeling unembarrassed, and sat down beside her.
A faint fragrance wafted through the air.
He felt a slight itch on his shoulder—was it her hair?
Li Mo’s mind was a bit muddled.
As everyone knew, he was a normal guy, and considering his memories from Blue Star, his most intimate contact with a girl had been holding hands and hugging his high school girlfriend.
And now.
He was facing the stunningly beautiful Bing Tuozi, who could only be described as extraordinary.
And she wasn’t even wearing a top.
“Turn around.”
Ying Bing commanded again.
Li Mo stiffly turned his body.
Then he saw her jade-like fingers swirling with a chilling blue light, an astonishing coldness emanating from them.
“My internal energy will enter your dantian.”
“First, try to use your own internal energy to approach it without getting hurt.”
“If you can withstand it, we can proceed to the next step.”
“Okay.”
Li Mo reined in his chaotic thoughts, looked seriously into her eyes, and nodded.
In truth, he wasn’t sure if he could succeed.
After all, once the internal energy entered his body, it would vanish without a trace, and he still didn’t know why.
Ying Bing slightly nodded.
Then, her cool palm gently rested on Li Mo’s dantian.
Instantly, the blue light spread out, transforming into strands of icy blue starlight that danced across his body.
It was very cold.
But it felt much better than that day in the arena.
And it didn’t disappear.
Seeing that he showed no signs of discomfort, Ying Bing continued.
The icy blue starlight surged from the surface of his skin toward Li Mo’s dantian.
“Whew...”
Li Mo felt as if he were breathing in cold air, as if his entire body were submerged in an ice bucket.
The bone-chilling cold radiated from within, not painful, but rather stiff and numb.
But that was because his body was strong.
If it were an ordinary person...
Li Mo couldn’t help but glance at the girl across from him, her expression serious and focused.
What she had endured since childhood... must have been even more intense, right?
She hadn’t practiced body refinement.
Yet every day, she had to experience a cold far stronger than this.
No wonder Bing Tuozi had such a personality...
“Focus.”
Ying Bing’s tone was light, yet it left no room for doubt.
This was the Bing Tuozi in her training state...
Li Mo snapped back to reality.
He began to use the methods recorded in the first level of “Phoenix Crying in the Sky” to circulate his internal energy, wrapping it around the icy blue energy in his dantian.
His martial arts insights were not wasted; it felt as if he had done this countless times before.
The two streams of internal energy blended together like dough, then expanded at the right moment.
“Hmm?”
Ying Bing, with her eyes closed, slightly moved her eyelids.
The time he took to condense his internal energy was still short.
But the amount of internal energy he had was surprisingly greater than her own?
That was one thing; after all, he had been training with Shang Wu recently, so it wasn’t entirely incomprehensible.
But mainly...
His dantian was incredibly resilient, wasn’t it?
A few breaths ago, Ying Bing had wanted to stop infusing her internal energy, but Li Mo’s dantian seemed to contain everything, unfathomably deep.
He really knew how to show off.
“Are you feeling any discomfort?”
“Increase the intensity.”
Li Mo grinned.
Ying Bing fell silent, quietly channeling her internal energy.
Half an hour later.
The infusion suddenly stopped.
Li Mo opened his eyes and looked at her.
His gaze was somewhat puzzled:
“Why did you stop?”
“It’s all gone.”
Ying Bing was a bit silent.
Speaking of which.
Was Li Mo’s physique strong because he was born with a robust dantian, or was it too well-suited for body refinement, leading to a significantly stronger dantian?
If it was the former, then his physique was practically on par with hers...
“Alright then.”
“I’m good now.”
Li Mo, after carefully sensing, spoke confidently.
In truth, what he mainly did was control his internal energy so that it wouldn’t burn out Ying Bing’s.
According to the martial arts records, harmonizing different types of internal energy wasn’t easy.
Li Mo didn’t find it particularly difficult.
“Your turn.”
“Mm.”
Ying Bing nodded, indicating she was ready.
Li Mo followed suit.
The next moment.
She felt a sharp pain in her dantian; although Li Mo was doing his best to control it, the escaping energy still carried the purest sense of destruction.
“Ugh...”
Ying Bing’s expression didn’t change, nor did she make a sound, but a faint blush suddenly appeared on her face.
Li Mo controlled his internal energy, watching her expression, and quietly asked:
“Are you okay?”
Ying Bing bit her lip.
The determination and strength in her eyes were almost overflowing.
“I’m fine.”
“Alright...”
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