Chapter 94
Li Mo felt that she probably wouldn’t hold on much longer, so he continued with the practice.
He focused even more on controlling his internal energy.
...
Time passed.
In Ying Bing’s dantian, two colors of internal energy intertwined.
She had done it.
But the process was far more arduous for her than for Li Mo.
It wasn’t that the martial arts themselves were particularly difficult; it was just that the young man’s internal energy was too wild and fierce. Even with his assistance, the process was not easy.
“Ready for the next step.”
“Okay.”
“The first acupoint, Tianzhui.”
Following the records of acupoints in martial arts, the two streams of internal energy began to weave back and forth within their bodies.
Each time, it was a different acupoint.
Li Mo maintained a calm expression.
But Ying Bing...
She would occasionally tremble uncontrollably due to the overwhelming sensations from the acupoints.
The night deepened.
Half the night had passed.
“Phoenix Ming Tianze” was finally fully executed by the two of them, with hundreds of acupoints flowing in sequence.
“How do you feel?”
“Excellent.”
Li Mo opened his eyes, his spirit radiant.
Ying Bing asked, “Should we continue?”
Having absorbed foreign energy for an extended period was bound to put some strain on the body.
However, given her constitution, continuing was uncomfortable but still feasible.
Yet, Ying Bing felt a bit mentally fatigued.
Throughout the entire process, she had to maintain utmost focus.
“Too much is as bad as too little; I’m really tired now.”
“Let’s sleep.”
That was the main thing.
In the world seed, Princess Xiao Jiang sought her master, and he didn’t have time to think too much.
Youth was a blessing.
She fell asleep instantly.
For some reason, when Ying Bing saw him drift off, she felt a sense of relief in her heart.
It seemed he wouldn’t be able to continue for a second round.
The first session of dual cultivation had come to an end.
Ying Bing lay back and closed her eyes.
She quietly awaited the arrival of midnight.
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Chapter 91: The Trial of the Golden Crow Blood Begins
Days passed in the blink of an eye.
During this time, Xiao Li’s routine was quite regular.
Mornings were reserved for his master’s combat lessons, where he still struggled against Shang Wu’s “intent,” but he managed to endure longer each time, even developing a sort of sixth sense.
This made his evening dual cultivation increasingly effortless.
This was reflected in his control over his internal energy, which didn’t burden his dual cultivation partner, the Ice Block.
Li Mo discovered that now, as they practiced “Phoenix Ming Tianze” together, their progress could only be described as astonishingly rapid.
Originally, even if he could achieve harmony with the heavens, he would need to continuously absorb the essence of the world and transform it into his own “qi.”
But with Ice Block, this process sped up by more than tenfold.
Harmony with the heavens, rare elixirs, his master’s rigorous training, and dual cultivation with Ice Block...
Wait... did something strange get mixed in?
In any case, his speed in condensing internal energy could only be likened to riding a rocket.
However, there was some bad news.
He had initially underestimated the capacity of his dantian, which was too accommodating, like a vast ocean. He thought he could condense qi into liquid in ten days or eight months, but now it seemed he would need to invest more effort.
Xiao Li wasn’t in a hurry.
After all, the process of cultivation was still quite delightful...
【Congratulations, host, for successfully assisting Ying Bing in her cultivation.】
【Investment feedback: One drop of Golden Crow Blood.】
【Golden Crow Blood】: “A bird of yang essence, containing a trace of the solar power of the Golden Crow.”
In the world seed.
Jiang Chulong held a branch in each hand, the sound of her waving echoing around her.
The Great Primordial Celestial Master flipped his palm and took out a crystal vial.
Inside were a few drops of pale golden liquid. To call it liquid wasn’t entirely accurate, as they didn’t blend but burned distinctly, releasing a flame as beautiful as a bean.
This was the result of several days of dual cultivation between Li Mo and Ice Block.
“Master... this little bean... feels so warm.”
Jiang Chulong squatted beside him, hugging her knees, the firelight flickering in her eyes.
“This is Golden Crow Blood.”
The Celestial Master chuckled lightly, as if it were just an ordinary item to him.
“Golden Crow? Master, you... even have this?”
Jiang Chulong’s mouth fell open in surprise.
“Have you seen this before?”
“I... I’ve seen something that looks a bit like it.”
Jiang Chulong stammered as she recounted her experiences.
When no one played with her, she sometimes sneaked out of the Cold Palace, and once she ventured quite far.
“There were... many little... plaques there...”
“And... the statue of the Great Ancestor...”
“There was a... three-legged crow... pecking at the Great Ancestor...”
Li Mo realized she was talking about an ancestral hall.
After listening for a while, he roughly understood what little Princess Jiang had seen.
She had gone to the ancestral hall and seen a black three-legged bird pecking at the statue of the Great Ancestor, Emperor Wu.
When the three-legged black bird was captured and killed, the blood it spilled resembled the Golden Crow Blood in his hand.
“That bird was probably not a true Golden Crow, but had a trace of its bloodline.”
“The real Golden Crow can transform into the sun itself.”
Li Mo smiled.
Jiang Chulong nodded thoughtfully, then asked in confusion:
“But... isn’t the sun... the Great Ancestor?”
This question hit a blind spot in Xiao Li’s knowledge.
Historical records clearly state that the Great Ancestor, Emperor Wu, transformed into the sun, but whether that was true or not, who could say for sure?
However, little Princess Jiang didn’t dwell on the question for long.
“Master, this... is for you.”
Jiang Chulong pulled out a sachet from her bosom.
The fabric was surprisingly good; although it wasn’t embroidered, it was neatly sewn.
She fumbled, her fingers tangled together, not daring to look at her master’s expression.
“I... I made it myself.”
“You can do this too?”
The Celestial Master was surprised.
“Yeah... I learned it from the palace maids.”
“Where did you get the fabric?”
“I... bought it.”
Seeing her master seemed to like it, Jiang Chulong couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, her speech becoming a bit more fluid:
“Recently, I’ve found a lot of things... knives, swords, and such... in fixed places every day.”
“Hmm?”
The Celestial Master was puzzled.
Finding knives and swords on the street? Did they respawn automatically?
But after little Princess Jiang shared her experiences from the past few days, he finally understood.
The trial of the bloodless began.
Every day, there were martial artists fighting each other.
Some who valued martial ethics would choose a scenic spot to duel.
Our little Princess Jiang would quietly wait for them to finish, then come out to clean up the battlefield.
She would even dig a hole to bury the defeated, allowing the dead to rest in peace.
Li Mo: “...”
Touching corpses?
He never expected that little Princess Jiang’s interest in collecting trash had evolved...
“No... that’s not okay, is it?”
“Safety first.”
Li Mo thought for a moment and ultimately decided to pass on a technique for concealing energy to her.
“By the way, Master... when will Li Ge come back?”
This was a question Jiang Chulong asked every day without fail.
“Today.”
The Celestial Master gave a definite answer.
Disciples and elders were to descend the mountain to prevent any major disturbances in Ziyang City.
He had long known that he would be among the first to enter the city, and when the time came, his master would follow as she was an elder, naturally leading the way.
Speaking of which...
It should be about time, right?
Why hadn’t his master sent any word?
...
“Huh? Going to Ziyang City?”
In response to his precious disciple’s inquiry, Shang Wu, lounging in a chair, looked bewildered.
She took a couple of swigs from a small gourd and then scratched her shoulder, which resembled pink clouds, as she recalled:
“Oh, that’s right.”
“We were supposed to set off two days ago.”
Li Mo: “...”
So you forgot, huh?
After some inquiries, he learned that Old Xiao had already set off ahead of time and had probably been waiting at the designated spot for two days.
Thus, Li Mo, along with Ice Block and his master, boarded the carriage down the mountain.
...
In the evening without a sunset.
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