Chapter 156
Who could possibly be more sinister than you, kid?
Ying Bing lowered her gaze for a moment and said softly, “The martial arts of the Huanmo Sect emphasize the principle of ‘form complements form.’”
“Actually, their martial arts can’t really be called sinister. Used for good, they are good; used for evil, they are evil.”
Bing Tuozi opened up, clearly knowledgeable about the Huanmo Sect.
Li Mo learned that the fundamental martial art of the Huanmo Sect is called the "Huanmo Zhenjing" (True Scripture of Summoning Demons).
This is a divine skill.
All martial arts of the Huanmo Sect are derived from this foundation.
Any divine skill is an interpretation of the essence of martial arts, devoid of distinctions between good and evil; thus, the "Huanmo Zhenjing" could also be called the "Huan Shen Zhenjing" (True Scripture of Summoning Spirits).
But evidently, the Huanmo Sect has not applied this martial art in a righteous manner.
Li Mo thought this was quite normal.
For instance, take the method of self-observation within it.
The righteous path involves ten years of relentless training, enduring countless hardships, and summoning oneself as a deity.
The evil path, however, involves absorbing the beliefs of others, nurturing one’s spirit with the thoughts of the masses to strengthen oneself—clearly a shortcut, hence its widespread popularity.
“The Huanmo Sect must have some ulterior motives regarding the Qingyuan Sect,” Li Mo sighed softly.
Yin Hua Xuan and Fu Tu have been lurking within the sect for many years.
Surely, their interest can’t just be for the sake of being undercover, right?
“There is,” Ying Bing replied. “But it doesn’t matter.”
What she meant was, there’s no need to overthink it.
Strengthening oneself is the true principle.
But to Li Mo’s ears, it automatically added four words: ‘I will take action.’
Dominant, assertive—just as expected of you!
“True, with you in the Qingyuan Sect, there’s nothing to worry about,” Li Mo said, his tone unwavering.
The red destiny, the heavenly ordained Huang Tian Empress.
With her around, there’s no room for accidents!
“.....”
The two cat ears twitched.
Ying Bing’s lowered gaze caught a glimpse of her current attire reflected in the clear, flowing water.
Her jewel-like toes quietly curled.
She had once borne the hopes of countless people, revered by innumerable as a deity; by now, compliments and words of trust should have long been like a breeze passing by.
Yet, these words came from him.
He had surpassed her in the system rankings.
She didn’t even know how he managed to do it.
That disbelief now transformed entirely into curiosity...
【Ding Dong——】
【Friendly Reminder.】
【As everyone knows, giving someone a bath while soaking in a hot spring is a very pleasant experience.】
The water flowed, causing Ying Bing’s hair to sway by her ears.
Her eyes momentarily froze.
Give... a bath?
Let her, the Huang Tian Empress, give a bath to a man?
Such a thing, no matter how she looked at it...
【During the shared bathing process, everything the host does will affect the punishment evaluation~】
Ying Bing: “.....”
The air fell silent for several seconds.
“Li Mo.”
“Hmm?”
“Hand me the towel.”
“What do you need the towel for?”
“Thank you for helping me in the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm.”
Bing Tuozi’s words were half sincere.
“Ah, we’re not strangers; it’s a small matter...”
Li Mo casually handed it over, but before he could finish his sentence, his body stiffened slightly.
Because, Ying Bing wanted the towel, not for herself.
With delicate hands, she gently rubbed the towel on her back.
Because she needed to wash her back.
She took two steps forward.
At that moment, the warm breath behind her, the water waves exchanging body heat between them, and the sound of water splashing while bathing—all became incredibly clear.
The red blush on Ying Bing’s neck began to spread, and she added, “By the way, are you prepared for the Yunzhou Martial Arts Summit?”
“Uh, do I have to participate?”
“Yeah, each peak will select one person.”
At this point, Li Mo understood.
He was the only candidate from Qunyu Peak.
But that wasn’t the main point.
The main point was, he was a normal guy...
Little Master, there’s more to this chapter, please click the next page to continue reading; it gets even more exciting!
Using the reflection of the water, he seemed to notice that, at some point, Ying Bing was no longer wearing her bathrobe.
The bathrobe had sleeves.
But the Bing Tuozi who was currently washing his back was clearly not wearing anything with sleeves.
Could it be...
Who could withstand this!
....
Ying Bing, almost unconsciously, caught a glimpse below.
Something she didn’t have was now very obvious...
A grand scene.
It was a scene that even the Huang Tian Empress, who stands above all beings, had never witnessed.
!
“Slap—”
A delicate hand struck Li Mo’s neck.
Li Mo’s body often had its own ideas.
At this moment, Ying Bing’s hand did too.
Her brows knitted together as she hugged her chest.
“You just... had a mosquito on your neck.”
Li Mo, seeing stars: “......”
Are you swatting mosquitoes or me?
Summer is summer; do I not know if there are mosquitoes or not?
He certainly understood why Bing Tuozi hit him on the head.
But...
Just like the ever-punctual Chen Bo, what could he do!
“Phew....”
Ying Bing’s chest rose and fell slightly, but her heart raced uncontrollably.
She wished she could disappear on the spot!
【Countdown: five... four... three... two... one...】
Finally.
After what felt like an eternity, the countdown ended.
Ying Bing quickly changed back into her clothes and leaped ashore.
A blush flowed out, covering her entirely.
“I’m leaving first.”
She didn’t look at Li Mo’s expression.
She just wanted to get away from this place as quickly as possible...
【Ding Dong, does the host want to add time?】
【Adding time can earn extra evaluation boosts...】
....
PS: Hehe, the little flop’s studies are showing initial results, but now my phone has a virus. What should I do, dear audience?
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Chapter 162: The Big-Head Doll Gift
In the loft of the Qiushui Pavilion.
Inside the room.
Ying Bing sat on the cold jade bed with her long legs crossed, but the icy bed seemed ineffective, failing to calm her turbulent mind.
The images from earlier were imprinted in her mind, refusing to fade away.
She wasn’t some naive, sheltered girl.
She naturally understood what she had inadvertently seen.
“I can’t think about it anymore... I mustn’t think about it...”
“I didn’t see anything at all.”
Ying Bing took out a money jar and began counting the silver and copper coins inside.
This was what she had brought with her when she left the hot pot restaurant.
With a hint of mist in her eyes, she seriously counted the money.
“Twelve taels, three qian, seven wen... thirteen taels, five qian, five wen... eleven taels...”
Why did the more she counted, the less there seemed to be!?
So, Bing Tuozi started over.
The clinking sound continued for a long time before it gradually became rhythmic.
Once she calmed down, Ying Bing began to check the system.
【Congratulations, host, you have completed the corresponding punishment and are receiving rewards.】
【Reward One: Xuan Niao Ni Chang Yi (Mystic Bird Feather Garment).】
【Xuan Niao Ni Chang Yi】: “The Mystic Bird sheds its feathers every thousand years; the feathers can only make one garment, impervious to water and fire, difficult to harm by weapons, and carries a trace of the Mystic Bird’s aura, exuding majesty and nobility.”
This garment, with its cloak, initially appeared black, but upon closer inspection, it shimmered with a treasure-like glow.
It was a colorful black.
Gently stroking the cool feather garment, Ying Bing snapped back to reality.
【Reward Two: Shen Xiao Tian Xin Jian Dian (Heavenly Heart Sword Classic) (First, Second, Third Styles).】
【Shen Xiao Tian Xin Jian Dian (Fragment)】: “Fragment of a divine skill sword technique; the sword heart is my heart, my heart is the heavenly heart! The myriad intentions of the divine sky, my intention is the only one!”
A divine-level sword technique!
From now on, Ying Bing would only use the sword path as a supplementary means.
She had possessed divine sword techniques before, but they had to be paired with the Nine-Colored Mystic Phoenix’s Tian Po; now, she could only use one style, the ‘Sword of No Self.’
This sword classic was a timely gift.
“Even if it’s just the first three styles, it will suffice for now.”
Ying Bing’s thoughts stirred slightly.
In an instant, a sword imprint emerged from the void, branding itself on her forehead.
Understanding rose from her heart.
The obscure sword techniques posed no barrier to comprehension for the Huang Tian Empress.
“If I can master the first three styles, I will attain a clear sword heart.”
Ying Bing murmured to herself.
Thus, her journey to the Hongyun Sword City would be much easier.
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