Chapter 208
At the entrance stood a familiar figure.
“Bing Shimei?”
Tang Xiaobao stared, somewhat bewildered.
How could there be another Bing Shimei?
Then he saw the Tian Shuang unsheathed, a flash of sword light suddenly igniting.
It was ethereal and pure, like a celestial shadow flying from the moon, unavoidable, soaring into the sky in an instant.
Rip—
The long silk draping the room was pierced by the sword light, unable to resist even a fraction.
This was a strike that could not be evaded.
Clang—
Sparks flew.
It was the sound of a dagger clashing with Tian Shuang.
Yin Mianmian’s form twisted at an odd angle, suddenly retreating, crashing through the window.
“Li Mo... I will come back for you...”
Her voice seemed to drift from the depths of the underworld.
In a few flickers, she melted into the night.
“I think she’d be better off as a thief,” Li Mo remarked, not feeling particularly disappointed.
He had just faced off against one of the strongest prodigies in the world.
To be fair, if there were no restrictions or concerns on either side, even with the power of the world backing him, he wouldn’t be able to take her down.
In a direct confrontation, he would certainly crush her, but Yin Mianmian’s strength clearly lay in her speed.
Even a bald man can’t swat a mosquito, right?
At that moment, he heard the sound of a sword being sheathed beside him.
Li Mo turned to see Ying Bing, her dress clinging to her body in the night breeze, seemingly dampened by moisture, her hair sticking to her snow-white neck, her breath slightly uneven.
“Aren’t you supposed to be fighting?”
“Yeah.”
Ying Bing realized something was off as soon as she reached Yulong Lake.
Bai Li Rang hadn’t come alone; rather than a spar, it felt more like he was trying to buy time.
When she discerned the tactics of the Qiyu Tower from him, she instantly sensed something was wrong.
“Why are you back so soon?”
Li Mo was puzzled.
Ying Bing’s gaze shifted from the two buns on the ground back to him, giving him a sidelong glance.
“I didn’t hold back.”
What could have necessitated drawing her away?
There was only one possibility.
Yin Mianmian’s Tian Mo Huan Xing (Heavenly Demon Transformation) was best at disguise and deception, something she had experienced before.
On her way back, her thoughts had been in turmoil; her normally calm mind was flooded with all sorts of strange ideas.
In the sixth stage of the Long-Viewing Divine Realm, she wasn’t entirely confident in a one-on-one fight.
By the time she returned, would Li Mo still be there?
Or would she find his cold body waiting for her?
The more she thought about it, the more serious it became.
For the first time, she tasted the flavor of anxiety.
Now, seeing the boy standing before her unscathed, she felt as if she had stepped back down from the clouds...
“...I didn’t hold back.”
Li Mo could guess the fate of those people.
But if it came to a fight, Ice Cube definitely wouldn’t be the type to overlook being dampened by moisture...
“Why did Yin Mianmian say she would come back for you?”
Ying Bing’s gaze was steady.
Li Mo recounted what had just happened: “She disguised herself as you. I thought it was you at first, but then I realized something was off...”
He summarized the events that had transpired.
“How did you figure it out?”
Ying Bing seemed a bit puzzled.
“....”
Li Mo hadn’t used the Divine Eye of Destiny.
Before the system prompted him, he had already sensed something.
After a moment of thought, he said, “She only looked like you; in the end, she wasn’t you.”
Ying Bing’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Her breath, which had yet to stabilize, seemed to become even more chaotic.
Looking at the boy’s serious expression, the seed that had been planted in the ice long ago seemed to have sprouted tender shoots, breaking through the surface...
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“Just sit down for now.”
Li Mo suddenly became serious.
He noticed that Ice Cube not only had a chaotic breath, but her ears were red, and her heartbeat was slightly elevated.
Of course, she had just sent a group of assassins, including those from the Qiyu Tower, to meet the King of Hell, and had fought with Yin Mianmian; she couldn’t possibly act as if nothing had happened.
Ying Bing looked up in confusion.
She sat down on the still intact massage chair.
Noticing Li Mo’s gaze scrutinizing her, she pressed her legs together, crossing her arms over her chest, her expression cooling rapidly.
“What... are you doing?”
“Looking for acupoints.”
“Hmm?”
“Yeah, the newly improved massage martial arts, which I’ll be using on clients in the future. Congratulations, you’ve earned the privilege of a sneak preview.”
“I don’t need it...”
“Trying it won’t cost you anything. Last time, you helped me scrub down, remember?”
Li Mo thought of this as an investment.
...
In the corner outside the private room.
“I shouldn’t have come!”
“I thought this kid might be in trouble, and I came to check, only to see this?”
“Let’s go, let’s go. Damn it, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.”
Three elders from Qingyuan Sect grumbled as they went about their business.
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P.S. I’ll update first and revise later. If you spot any typos, please let me know.
I need to find time to work out tomorrow; I’ve been feeling a bit weak lately.
Please support me, mwah~
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Chapter 226: Have You Ever Seen a Dragon?
As night fell.
Inside the private room, the lights were dim, and the candlelight flickered through the glass cover, casting a hazy glow that seemed to keep even the moonlight at bay.
“Take off your shoes.”
Li Mo sat on a small stool, earnestly watching Ying Bing on the massage chair, hoping to repay her for her earlier efforts and, by the way... see if he could snag a bit of investment.
As for why he was sitting on a small stool...
“Take off your shoes... for what?”
Despite Ying Bing’s calm demeanor, her delicate, fair hand was gripping the fabric of the massage chair.
“Have you ever seen a dragon?”
Li Mo asked seriously.
“I have.”
Ying Bing nodded.
Li Mo: “.......”
Did you see it in a past life or in a dream?
He was at a loss for words.
Ying Bing noticed his momentary silence and tucked a stray hair behind her ear.
“Oh, then I haven’t seen one.”
“Hmm, you’ll see one soon.”
Li Mo wore a mysterious expression.
Ying Bing’s brows furrowed slightly, a few question marks popping up in her mind.
Li Mo continued, “Because you’re about to enjoy a full dragon service.”
Ying Bing didn’t quite understand what “full dragon service” meant, but Li Mo said it was a service the restaurant would soon offer to guests.
It should be... relatively normal.
And besides, it had something to do with dragons.
Dragons no longer existed among the myriad beasts of the southern wilderness; it was a solemn and dignified term often used by the royal family.
Li Mo added, “If you feel uncomfortable or think it’s inappropriate, just let me know at any time.”
The boy was full of enthusiasm.
He didn’t even know why he was so excited.
“Should I add something?”
“Add?”
“Forget it, I’ll add some lotus seed wine for you; it’ll be even better.”
He poured the snow lotus wine, which could hardly be bought for a thousand taels of silver outside, into the basin. Even though this water would be discarded, he didn’t feel it was a waste.
But he quickly changed his mind.
Her long legs, as fair as snow, tested the water temperature before she finally placed her feet in.
“Hmm...”
“What’s wrong?”
Ying Bing noticed that Li Mo had fallen into deep thought.
Li Mo, thinking about how the water would be thrown away, felt a pang of regret. What was that about?
Hmm, it must be because of the good wine that helps relax the muscles...
“Okay, I’m starting now; just relax.”
“Hmm.”
Ying Bing turned her face away, silent.
Li Mo noticed that although Ice Cube’s face remained calm, whenever she got nervous, her fingers and toes would involuntarily curl up.
This was a truth he had observed after starting the massage.
Before, it was just a guess; after all, practice is the only criterion for testing truth!
Moments later.
“Is it over?”
“Not yet.”
“But you’ve already... been massaging for a long time.”
“Impossible; you must be feeling like time is dragging on.”
“.....”
Li Mo employed the Finger of the Flower technique, but somehow it felt off...
Perhaps this was the game between the technician and the customer.
The more serene Ice Cube appeared, the more Li Mo wanted to discover where her sensitive spots were.
So he found a relatively sensitive acupoint and pressed down with a plop.
Hmm...
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