Why is that?
Why, all of a sudden, has her spirit become tranquil again?
The two had once shared a more intimate connection.
It was just a hand held together, nothing significant.
This is not normal.
Ying Bing suddenly lifted her head, only to find that the familiar gaze in those eyes was even more familiar than before.
Reflected in those eyes was a faint moonlight, shimmering softly.
It was almost instinctive.
A technique from the second layer of "Phoenix Crying in the Sky" surfaced in her mind, and she began to channel it.
This extraordinary skill allowed their spirits to intertwine, their intentions to connect.
And so.
The moon he had awakened illuminated her acupoints.
It was also the Taiyin.
But this moonlight was neither cold nor lifeless.
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Chapter 188: Ying Bing's Feedback from the Sword Scar Stone
The sound of swords echoed through the heavens and the earth.
At this moment, on the cloud steps, the girl’s figure seemed to be the only one in existence.
[Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested in 'Ying Bing' and helped her achieve clarity in her sword heart.]
[You have a pending investment reward to claim.]
Li Mo: “”
Well, that was unexpected.
It was clear that Bing was enlightened and had reached a breakthrough?
Was she not the Red Destiny? Even resolving a mental conflict could lead to such extraordinary phenomena.
As everyone knows.
Bing's rewards were usually astonishing.
But now, with so many eyes on her, it was not the right time to claim it.
“No need to thank me; I’ve benefited greatly as well.”
“That’s not the same thing.”
Ying Bing gently shook her head, a soft glow emerging in her serene eyes.
How could the progress of her spirit compare to the clarity of her sword heart?
Moreover, what she gained from that bright moon was far more than just this.
The moon imprinted in Li Mo's spirit was truly extraordinary.
Mysterious, tranquil, eternal.
Even a fleeting glance left her unable to grasp its entirety.
“Bing.”
“Hmm?”
“In the future, when we have time, we can occasionally practice the second layer of Phoenix Crying in the Sky.”
“Sure.”
Ying Bing nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Then, holding Li Mo's hand, she continued forward.
“”
Li Mo couldn’t help but smile wryly.
The familiar Bing was back, and she seemed even more remarkable than before?
Her delicate figure swayed, and though she was walking toward the top of the sword tower, it felt as if the tower was actively approaching her.
Before long.
The three finally set foot on solid ground again.
Li Mo looked around.
At the top of the sword tower, there were no extra buildings, only a waterfall with clear springs.
The waterfall sparkled, and the mist it created tightened the skin.
The clear pool seemed real, with aquatic plants, swimming fish, lotus flowers, and pebbles.
However, Li Mo could tell.
This waterfall and pool were not real; everything within was formed from various energies and intentions.
Everyone gazed in awe, their breaths momentarily halted.
“That is the extraordinary stone that bears the scars of the Hengyun Sword.”
Elder Zeng stepped onto the rooftop and casually pointed.
Instantly, the waterfall parted.
Through the crystalline mist, one could vaguely see a stone within the waterfall, as if it had endured countless years of flowing water, ancient and weathered.
Gazing intently, it stirred the heart and mind.
The scar on it was striking, causing the spirit to tremble at a mere glance.
“The Sword Scar Stone.”
Li Mo’s attention was drawn to the stone that bore the scar itself.
For some reason.
The moment he saw this stone, a scene from "Journey to the West" popped into his mind:
“On the coast of the Aolai Kingdom in the East Victory Divine Continent, there is a Flower-Fruit Mountain, atop which a stone receives the essence of the sun and moon, buffeted by wind and rain.”
Was it the waterfall that made one think of the Water Curtain Cave?
Or was the stone simply too extraordinary?
“Hmm.” Jiang Chuchong, behind the curtain, looked utterly entranced.
Ying Bing’s beautiful phoenix eyes narrowed, as if she had seen through the chaotic energies and intentions to grasp their essence.
Li Mo snapped back to reality.
Right.
Yin Mianmian, using some means, had disguised herself as that woman.
He had clearly informed Bai Jinghong, who was supposed to relay the information to Elder Zeng.
Why had the Sword City not taken action yet?
Were they planning to play the long game, to catch the forces of the Drizzle Tower in Yunzhou all at once?
“The sword scar requires one to focus their spirit to appreciate its mysteries.”
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Chapter 189: The Little Princess Jiang Adds Fragrance
“What did that little girl comprehend from the sword scar?”
“This phenomenon is ten times more astonishing than Bai Jinghong’s earlier display.”
“”
The onlookers could see the unusual spectacle but had no idea what was happening atop the sword tower.
They wished they could sprout wings and fly up to see.
On the high platform.
The elders had vanished.
Only the woman from the Yantian Sect remained, standing still.
That woman from the Yantian Sect, with her unfocused eyes, suddenly snapped back to reality.
“The little princess shouldn’t be here.”
“And she definitely shouldn’t see the Hengyun Sword Scar.”
After murmuring softly, complex and obscure lines appeared in her eyes, a chaotic intertwining.
If Li Mo were present, he would find it familiar.
The eye technique she was using bore a hint of the divine eye of destiny.
Moments later.
The woman’s complexion gradually paled, her otherworldly eyes becoming lost and bewildered.
Everything was in disarray.
All of it.
On the sword tower.
Could that little girl truly comprehend divine skills from the Hengyun Sword Scar?
Everyone held their breath, a ridiculous thought bubbling up in their minds.
Elder Zeng seemed to be in a daze.
“After Chuchong approached, it seems the Sword Scar Stone has become increasingly vibrant.”
Li Mo felt this more strongly.
It was as if something was being nurtured within the Sword Scar Stone.
Or perhaps a spirit beyond his understanding was awakening.
“Besides the sword scar, the stone that bears it cannot be considered a mere inanimate object.”
Ying Bing spoke softly.
She seemed to understand why, in the previous life, Han Zhenming, who didn’t practice swordsmanship and lacked martial arts, still willingly took such great risks to compete for the Hengyun Sword Scar.
Suddenly.
She noticed Li Mo pulling out paper and pen.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to see if I can draw the Sword Scar Stone. If I succeed, wouldn’t I be able to admire it every day?”
“”
If this drawing could truly be made.
It would surely count as an extraordinary depiction of the divine!
Ying Bing was momentarily at a loss for words.
He was usually such a reliable person.
But occasionally, he would come up with these whimsical, far-fetched ideas.
It was both childish and exasperating.
“Let’s just call it practice.”
Li Mo eagerly spread out the paper.
He was just about to pick up the ink stick to grind it when a delicate hand moved ahead of him.
The ink stick, dark as night, made the girl’s hand appear even more like white jade.
Gently grinding, the inkstone was soon smeared with color.
“Why aren’t you drawing?”
Ying Bing tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, only to realize Li Mo was staring at her, as if frozen in place.
“Uh, right, drawing!”
Little Li Mo snapped back to attention.
He began to draw seriously.
Ying Bing shifted her gaze, her eyes filled with confusion again.
“Aren’t you drawing the stone?”
“Hmm?”
Li Mo looked down.
To his surprise, the few strokes he had made on the paper depicted a girl in a green porcelain dress, gracefully grinding ink, her red sleeves adding fragrance.
It was clearly a painting of a lady.
“Wrong! Let’s try again.”
Li Mo cleared his throat and put the drawing away.
Then he focused intently on the stone not far away.
At this moment.
Jiang Chuchong approached the peculiar stone, biting her lip.
This was something someone wanted, so it wasn’t trash; she couldn’t just take it.
But she really wanted to touch it.
You shouldn’t casually touch someone else’s things, right?
Little Princess Jiang was a bit uncertain, so she turned back.
Just in time to meet Li Mo’s encouraging gaze.
“Okay, okay, I understand now.”
If Brother Li thought it was fine, then it must be okay.
So she no longer hesitated.
Just as Elder Zeng was about to react, his eyes wide, and he hadn’t even finished saying, “Be careful, the Sword Scar Stone shouldn’t be touched casually!”—
Buzz—
Buzz—
Buzz—
In a daze, an immense and strange rumble echoed through the heavens and the earth, almost making everyone present feel as if they didn’t exist.
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Chapter 190: True Celestial vs. False Celestial, One Sword Shatters the Void
“Alright, with pearls and jade before me, I shall now embarrass myself.”
‘Hu Mei’ gently bowed under the gaze of the crowd.
Then she stepped out from the throng and walked toward the Sword Scar Stone.