Ying Bing sat cross-legged on the rooftop, a blood-red essence hovering before her, pulsating like a beating heart, brimming with vitality.
Light surged forth, casting a shimmering glow upon the young girl’s delicate features.
The blood phoenix essence would, in an imperceptible way, refine her physical body.
Of course, this was not its greatest utility; it also stored vitality during her cultivation, enhancing the power of her secret techniques.
Moreover, once she reached the Inner Scene realm, severed limbs could regenerate, and in the Outer Scene realm, she would no longer fear fatal injuries. Her法体 (fa ti, "law body") could even be reborn from a drop of blood.
As for the Mastery of the Profound, as long as the blood phoenix essence existed, she would be immortal and indestructible.
Feeling the harmonious interplay of the blood phoenix essence and the霞凰气 (xia huang qi, "rosy phoenix energy"), Ying Bing’s heart settled slightly.
With a long breath and the strength of her physical body, she should be far beyond anyone else in the same realm.
As she thought this, an image of a certain classmate, Li Mo, who had once split the heavens with a single strike, involuntarily surfaced in her mind.
Could it be that no one could match her?
Moreover... he had been tinkering with something every night lately.
The lid of the alchemy furnace had flown off several times.
Each time she came for dual cultivation, he was enveloped in the fragrance of various elixirs.
“Before the hour of the rat, I must adjust my state to its peak…”
Ying Bing ceased her connection with the blood phoenix essence and the rosy phoenix energy, drawing them into her brow as she closed her eyes to adjust her spirit and energy.
Before long.
Whoosh—
She suddenly opened her eyes, fingers splayed, catching a hidden arrow that was meant to embed itself in the wall behind her.
The arrow bore a letter.
[This is Bai Li Rang. I have heard that Fairy Ying’s swordsmanship is exquisite. I humbly request to learn from you at the center of Yu Long Lake.]
Rank fifty-one on the潜龙榜 (Qian Long Bang, "Hidden Dragon List")?
Ying Bing had little impression of this person, vaguely recalling him as a hired blade, what the martial world often referred to as a bounty hunter.
Since the Hidden Dragon List was announced, quite a few had come to the tavern.
Most were seeking to propose to Li Mo.
Of course, a small portion were challengers.
If one could defeat a top contender on the Hidden Dragon List, they could gain fame in a single battle.
And the top contenders were either from noble families or major sects, or at the very least, disciples of secluded sects.
Looking at the young and low-ranked Li Mo, Ying Bing seemed a more suitable target.
“Defeating someone in the middle ranks of the Hidden Dragon List should reduce the number of miscellaneous challengers coming to my door.”
After a moment’s thought, Ying Bing descended the stairs, holding onto Tian Shuang.
On her way down, she passed the third floor, where sounds of clanging and banging echoed from a spacious room marked with a heavenly character.
“Bing Shimei, where are you going?”
Tang Xiaobao was carrying some wood up the stairs.
Ying Bing replied lightly, “Someone is challenging me.”
“What a pity.”
Tang Xiaobao’s face showed regret. “Our Supreme Wei Ai private room is about to be renovated! Li Shidi must be eager for you to be the first to experience it.”
“Supreme... Wei Ai... private room?”
Ying Bing’s eyes narrowed in confusion.
Li Mo occasionally gave things strange names.
For instance, the Happy Goat Hot Pot restaurant.
“What’s this private room for?”
“Death Dad.”
“?”
“It’s for massages and treatments. I don’t know why Li Shidi calls it that…”
Tang Xiaobao scratched his head.
Since Bing Shimei spent more time with Li Shidi, she might understand the meaning behind the name.
But just as he was about to ask, he looked up to find that Ying Bing had already gone downstairs.
Her footsteps... seemed a bit quicker than before?
Tang Xiaobao blinked in confusion and carried the wood into the room.
Inside, the room had been transformed. The once luxurious private space now held a reclining massage chair and many candlesticks adorned with glass covers.
Li Mo was hammering nails into the wall with a small hammer, mumbling to himself:
“Forty... forty...”
“Li Shidi, why do you shout ‘forty’ with every hammer strike?”
“That’s the name of the hammer. I find it more energizing to shout while I work.”
“Oh, I remember now! Don’t you have an eighty hammer too? Why not use that? Wouldn’t it be even more powerful?”
As Tang Xiaobao spoke, the world seed, the Pan Jie Meteor Hammer, trembled with excitement.
The hammer wanted to strike something.
Right, why not use it?
“... This project is relatively small. We’ll save it for when we have a bigger project later.”
Li Mo’s words were both an answer to Tang Xiaobao and a reassurance to the hammer.
So the hammer was pleased and began to look forward to future grand projects.
“Li Shidi, why is this candle cover this color?”
“That’s called an ambiance light.”
Li Mo explained briefly.
But it seemed Tang Xiaobao didn’t quite understand.
“What about the bottles next to it?”
Tang Xiaobao’s curiosity was piqued.
“That’s called fragrance. A good scent can help relax the mind. I was thinking of putting some perfume in it... I wonder if Xue Lao can make fragrance pills…”
Li Mo murmured as he took a new piece of wood.
Tang Xiaobao thought for a moment, puffed out his chest:
“That’s easy! Just use my bathwater!”
“Uh…”
Li Mo was taken aback, suddenly realizing.
Of course.
Who could smell better than Tang Xiaobao?
But to be fair, if it came to drinking, everyone would definitely prefer the misty flower elixir over the longevity pills…
“I’m going to take a bath now.”
Tang Xiaobao cheerfully left the room.
As he was heading downstairs, a girl suddenly walked up to him.
“Bing Shimei?”
Tang Xiaobao looked bewildered.
“Didn’t you just go out? Why are you back so soon?”
Indeed.
The girl coming up the stairs was none other than Ying Bing.
“Where’s Li Mo?”
Ying Bing asked.
“Oh, he’s on the third floor renovating…”
Upon hearing this, Ying Bing nodded lightly and walked toward the room on the third floor.
Tang Xiaobao was a bit confused.
Bing Shimei returned too quickly, even faster than a trip to the restroom.
She really is impressive.
Just... her memory isn’t the best.
He had clearly said that Li Shidi was on the third floor renovating, yet she turned around and forgot.
Emmmm...
As Tang Xiaobao pondered, a spark of insight flashed in his eyes; the new opening in his mind had activated.
“Is it possible!”
“Bing Shimei hurried back to be the first to experience Death Dad?”
“She just pretended not to know and asked again out of embarrassment.”
“Exactly! I’m so clever.”
Tang Xiaobao felt he wouldn’t be called dim-witted anymore.
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Chapter 224: My Evaluation is Not as Good as Ice Block
“I shouldn’t have given myself away.”
Watching Tang Xiaobao bounce off to another courtyard, Yin Mianmian took a gentle breath.
Upon entering the tavern, she encountered three people.
One was Xu Yi, no need to think much about that.
The second was Ouyang, ethereal and dreamy, probably seeing double, so no need to bother.
The last was Tang Xiaobao, who looked a bit dim-witted.
No problem.
She was at the Ninth Aperture of the Observation God.
Li Mo, at most, was at the Third Aperture.
As long as she got close, her success rate would be... one hundred percent!
But she had to be cautious.
Within the tavern, there were at least three Inner Scene powerhouses, especially a certain woman in palace attire, who exuded an Outer Scene aura!
So what she needed to do was to assassinate him, ideally ensuring that Li Mo died quietly.
If the commotion was too great, she might have to stay here, and this time, there wouldn’t be any法体 (fa ti, "law body") experts in the building to assist her…
Pushing the door open.
“You’re back?”
Li Mo was shirtless, hammering a painting onto the wall.
He vaguely sensed that Bing Block was a bit different today.
But... it was just a girl’s mood.
Bing Block wasn’t new to being odd.
It was like this when her monthly cycle came...
“Mm.”
Yin Mianmian’s gaze fell on the hammer in his hand, her eyes narrowing slightly.
A玄兵 (xuan bing, "mystical weapon").
A person at the Observation God realm actually possessed a mystical weapon.
Moreover... the price of the flower red hanging in the Drizzle Tower was simply terrifying, indicating that his wealth was astonishing.
What kind of opportunity had he encountered?
But Li Mo had just noticed that the picture frame nearby was slightly askew, so he took a couple of steps to straighten it.
“What did you go out for earlier?”
Li Mo casually asked.
“Someone challenged me.”
Yin Mianmian spoke the truth.
That challenger had indeed benefited from her before going to challenge Ying Bing.
“Be careful lately. The flower red in my Drizzle Tower hasn’t been withdrawn yet.”