Chapter 157
She had originally been determined to succeed in this endeavor.
Right.
And then there was Jiang Chulong.
This little princess of the Yu Dynasty had not suffered the hardships of her past life, and her injuries had healed quite well.
She should be... at the Inner Breath stage now?
While the Inner Breath stage might not be enough to stand out at the Martial Arts Summit, the location of this summit was at the largest swordsmanship sect in Yunzhou.
She could still compete for a chance to shine.
I wonder if she has any thoughts about going to Yunzhou.
"And then there's him..."
Ying Bing suddenly realized.
Unbeknownst to her, Li Mo's swordsmanship had reached a level where he could truly shine in Hengyun Sword City!
It's a pity that while his comprehension was astonishing, he lacked the innate talent and foundation related to swordsmanship.
What a shame.
However, it seemed that his greatest strength was not in swordsmanship...
As the boy's name floated to the forefront of her mind, Ying Bing's previously calm emotions began to stir once more.
She shook her head and then turned her attention to the last reward.
[Reward Three: One item of Xumi material, customizable in shape according to the host's wishes.]
Xumi material was indeed a rare item in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
She currently had none on hand, which made her travels quite inconvenient.
A customizable shape would be very handy.
"What did the Xumi material I used in my last life look like?"
Ying Bing was just about to clear her mind and recall the past when suddenly...
[The corresponding Xumi item has been generated based on the host's inner thoughts.]
Ying Bing: "?"
She hadn't even said to begin yet.
Can the system understand what 'distraction' means?
With a plop—
A large-headed doll landed on the bed.
The doll was only half the size of a palm, depicting a boy in white robes, holding a long sword in his left hand and a hammer in his right, vividly crafted and exquisite.
Its head was a bit oversized, making it look quite adorable.
Indeed.
It was a chibi version of Li Mo.
Ying Bing held the large-headed doll, her expression complex.
[Host, you must be wondering how to use this Xumi item, right?]
[Rest assured, products from the system are guaranteed to be top-notch, with absolutely no quality issues, and they are definitely convenient to use!]
[Simply twist off the doll's head to open the Xumi space.]
At this point, Ying Bing fell silent for a moment before finally twisting off the doll's head.
Upon a slight probe, the space inside seemed quite vast...
[Ding dong.]
[Due to the host's actions during a bath, the evaluation of the top-ranked attacker has decreased.]
[The punishment for this defeat is Ding Xia.]
[Random reward extraction in progress...]
Ding...
Still Ding Xia?
............
On the other side.
Li Mo was soaking in a hot spring, rubbing the back of his head, and let out a heavy sigh.
Why does Bing Tuozi get a bit strange at the end of the month?
Hmmmm.
Little Li, in a moment of rational thought, suddenly had a lightbulb moment.
Could it be... because of her monthly cycle?
Just like how he sometimes couldn't control his own urges, some physiological reactions were unavoidable, even for martial artists.
For example, Chen Bo and Kui Shui.
So, was that why Bing Tuozi didn’t want him to look at her just now?
"This world doesn’t have any eighth-dimensional space to prevent leaks..."
"And then, it makes sense that her emotions are fluctuating."
"So that’s why her expression was so odd!"
Little Li felt he had uncovered the truth!
I wonder if the craftsmen at Shenbing Peak can use special materials to create something similar...
Having found the reason, Li Mo relaxed.
With his mood lightened, he looked up at the moon, which was about to leave the zenith, and suddenly remembered something.
It was almost time for little Jiang to attend her class.
And he hadn’t prepared a lesson yet!
He had originally intended to discuss some questions with Bing Tuozi, but after that distraction, he had completely forgotten!
"What am I going to do..."
Li Mo couldn't allow the omnipotent Tianzun teacher to fail.
Right.
He seemed to have promised Chulong that he would go see her.
With that thought, Li Mo took out the jade sword peach blossom branch from the system space and focused his mind.
.....
Sunshine, beach, a big villa.
This time, Li Mo did not use the Liuli silk.
Before long, he felt a disturbance.
Jiang Chulong appeared, clutching a branch and carrying a small backpack, her slightly dirty little body coming into view.
Upon seeing Li Mo, she immediately tensed up.
"Li Li Li... Li Da Ge... what are you... doing here?"
She wanted to get closer but felt too dirty and was overwhelmed with joy.
So she just stood there, frozen in place.
Her little head seemed to short-circuit.
"I dreamed of a great master while I was asleep."
"He said you wanted to see me, so I waited for you here."
Li Mo smiled as he stepped forward, helping her take off her backpack and ruffling her hair.
Hearing his gentle voice and feeling the warmth on her head, Jiang Chulong couldn't help but let a smile creep onto her lips:
"Then... that means I'm... Chulong's... teacher."
"A complete stranger, but to be fair, he really does seem profound and powerful, extraordinary."
"It's really... really great that you came, Li Da Ge."
Jiang Chulong was visibly delighted.
"I promised you back then."
Li Mo reached into his sleeve.
"When you reach the Inner Breath stage, I’ll give you a gift."
"A... gift?"
Jiang Chulong stood there, stunned.
In the palace, she had been a pariah, a ghost.
The maids and eunuchs avoided her, pretending not to see her, and her siblings ignored her completely.
She had never received a gift before.
"Do you like it?"
A beautiful, exquisite peach blossom branch was presented before her.
Li Mo actually felt that this jade sword peach blossom branch was somewhat unworthy of little Jiang's status.
After all, it was just a named item.
But it was convenient; if he didn’t use it, it would just look like a pretty peach blossom branch and wouldn’t attract trouble.
Hmm?
Li Mo found it a bit strange.
Jiang Chulong was staring blankly at the peach blossom branch.
A strip of cloth fell.
Plop—
A few tears fell, sparkling as they hit the back of his hand.
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PS: I’ll correct any typos later; please bear with me, dear readers.
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Chapter 163: Oh My Little Jiang Princess, Dugu Nine Swords
"What’s wrong?"
Li Mo was puzzled.
As he looked at Jiang Chulong's upturned little face, he saw her white eyes blurred with tears.
Had she been crying?
Did she suddenly remember something unhappy?
But the corners of her slightly pale lips were curving up, that smile seemed even brighter than the sun.
She stood there shyly, like a little white flower just blooming, welcoming the first drops of dew.
Little Li wanted to draw, but it felt a bit out of place...
"I... I’m just... happy..."
Jiang Chulong hurriedly wiped her tears.
"I'm glad you like it."
Li Mo sighed in relief and smiled, "If you like it, then give it a try."
"Mm!"
Jiang Chulong nodded vigorously.
As she held the peach blossom branch, it emitted a gentle resonance, as if it were delighted to have a new owner.
There was no sword light, no sword energy.
She simply began to practice the basics of the middle-level sword technique she had learned during this time.
From time to time, she would shyly glance back at Li Da Ge.
"It’s been a while, and Chulong has improved so much."
"If you go to the Martial Arts Summit, you’ll definitely surprise the swordsmen of Hengyun Sword City."
Li Mo clapped his hands, as if it were the first time he had seen Jiang Chulong practice swordsmanship.
Who is Yuanshi Tianzun?
Not familiar at all.
"Li Da Ge, are you... going... far away?"
Jiang Chulong paused, and in that moment of distraction, she executed a high-level sword technique with remarkable skill.
"Yeah."
"Too bad you’re only at the Inner Breath stage; most of the martial artists there should be at the Observation stage."
"If you could pass the sword test, you could join me."
Li Mo remembered that Hengyun Sword City did not prevent ordinary martial artists from participating.
But for the vast majority, it would be a wasted trip.
Even Qingyuan Sect only sent the strongest disciples from each peak; it wouldn’t mean much for others to go.
"Together with Li Da Ge...?"
Jiang Chulong's pupils trembled slightly, her lips pressed together, and her small hand gripping the peach blossom branch tightened a bit.
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