With the assistance of the Yu Huang Shen, he no longer had to worry about choosing which true spirit to transform into among the seventy-two transformations.
He just needed to prepare his essence blood in advance.
So, he first took out the Yue Po Jing, observing the Taiyin Shen Yi, filling his mind and soul, adjusting his state to the best condition.
About half an hour later.
Among various phenomena, a spirit beast with a tiger's head, green hair, and a body covered in white fur, sporting a single horn, leaped forth. This was the choice made for him by the Yu Huang Shen.
“Bai Ze, huh...”
Li Mo gazed at the true spirit.
The various divine resonances within its bloodline surged into his mind like a spring.
This Bai Ze true spirit bore no ferocity of a demon beast; on the contrary, it was quite gentle and amiable.
After a moment.
Little Li transformed into Bai Ze Little Li.
Another transformation added to the seventy-two.
“Bai Ze seems to be extremely sensitive to the thoughts of others...”
“If someone’s heart isn’t strong enough, can it even know what the other person is thinking?”
The bloodline power of Bai Ze was quite useful, especially when paired with the Tian Ming Shen Yan, yielding excellent results, almost able to strip the other person bare.
Unfortunately, the characteristics of each transformation could not be utilized when taking on a human form.
With that thought, Li Mo stood up.
Under the cold moonlight.
Ying Bing sat at a portable tea table, exuding that familiar, serene, and sacred aura. She sipped her tea gently, her frost-like eyes observing the movements of the wind and grass around her.
But when she saw the young man emerge from the temple, her gaze visibly softened.
“Are you cold?”
Li Mo instinctively forgot her constitution and loosened his outer garment, draping it over her shoulders.
Ying Bing raised her hand to touch the fabric, her delicate nose twitching slightly, but in the end, she merely tightened her collar:
“The wind is a bit strong.”
“Go on, your safety is in my hands now.”
Li Mo gave a thumbs-up and smiled, looking quite reliable.
The two switched places, with Ying Bing entering the Mountain Lord Temple. She glanced back and saw the young man pick up the teacup she had left there and take a sip, a wave of inexplicable reassurance washing over her heart.
Being able to focus entirely on observing the divine intent was, of course, the best.
If he was sitting there, she could probably relax.
“If there’s any movement, blow the Yu Yu whistle.”
“With me here, there won’t be any surprises.”
Li Mo shook the red string on his wrist, indicating he understood.
Ying Bing left the temple door slightly ajar.
She didn’t rush to summon the Yu Huang Shen but instead looked outside through the crack in the door.
Little Li sat there earnestly, his face serious.
After a while, hearing the rustling of leaves, he swiftly moved, standing atop a tree. Upon discovering it was just a bird, he clicked his tongue, seemingly mocking himself for being too tense.
But not long after he sat back down, the grass rustled again, and a few breaths later, he returned holding a rabbit.
He was mumbling about whether to have roasted rabbit for breakfast.
A glimmer of amusement flashed in Ying Bing’s eyes, illuminated by a beam of moonlight.
Then she donned the garment and summoned the Yu Huang Shen.
All her focus was directed toward the Bai Qin true spirit.
Time flowed slowly.
Gradually, the night deepened.
“Hmm?”
Li Mo opened his eyes, hearing an unusual flapping sound from his ear.
He reached out and caught the flapping little bird, which was about the size of his thumb, somewhat resembling a hummingbird.
“Chirp chirp!”
“I’m here to deliver a message from the merchant clan leader!”
The hummingbird twisted its little head, its voice muffled.
“Sorry, sorry.”
Once Li Mo released his grip, the hummingbird looked at him with a distinctly human-like irritation.
“What did the merchant clan leader say?” Li Mo didn’t have time to consider the feelings of a bird.
“There are two sixth-grade disaster beasts coming to cause trouble for you!”
Li Mo furrowed his brows, his expression turning serious.
Shang Qin Qing had said they wouldn’t encounter a demon king.
But in reality, they hadn’t even seen any fifth or sixth-grade disaster beasts along the way.
To think that when they finally did, it was two at once, as if they had made an appointment.
Sixth-grade was equivalent to a human’s inner scene.
“Two inner scenes...”
Feeling the fluctuations of observing the divine intent behind him, Li Mo set aside the thought of blowing the Yu Yu whistle.
First, Bing Tuozi was at a critical moment now.
Secondly, he wanted to test his current level.
The top ten prodigies on the Qian Long List could all contend with inner scenes.
What about those two?
The hummingbird demon was about to say something else when suddenly its feathers bristled, and it quickly flew away.
In the next moment.
“Jie jie jie.”
“Meh hahahaha...”
The ground trembled as two enormous, shadowy figures appeared not far away.
One was a giant serpent with four heads, exuding a strong, pungent stench, causing the grass and trees to wither in its wake. Li Mo was quite familiar with its true form.
The other disaster beast was also a snake, with six legs and four wings. It left no dew around it, and standing dozens of feet away made one’s throat dry.
It felt like waking up after a night of air conditioning, only to find the water was all gone, and having to go out in the blazing sun to buy more...
“Xiang Liu clan, Fei Yi clan?”
Li Mo had seen the true spirits of these two clans within the Yu Huang Shen.
Seeing him standing there alone, the four heads of Xiang Liu simultaneously revealed a hint of bloodthirst.
“Are you the one who smashed our young clan leader’s head? Good, good, good...”
“The light of the divine jade from beyond the heavens... we’ll eat... eat you!”
Fei Yi greedily gazed at the temple.
Both disaster beasts were quite aggressive.
Little Li pondered for a moment.
He decided to first figure out why these two had come after him together.
Secret technique!
I know you’re anxious, but hold on a second.
Cough... actually, it’s the calming property of the Taiyin Qing Hui.
The clear radiance enveloped him; this was not a harmful attack, and even those of a higher realm couldn’t defend against it.
“I don’t know your flavor... Abba abba...”
“The divine jade from beyond the heavens... jie jie jie... hmm?”
Xiang Liu and Fei Yi suddenly entered a sage-like state.
All the negative emotions in their hearts seemed to vanish in an instant.
Seeing that the effect had taken hold, Li Mo asked:
“You two are quite coincidental, arriving together.”
“It’s no harm to tell you.”
Xiang Liu’s four heads spoke in unison: “Not just two, but a total of four sixth-grade demon beasts have come together to take your life.”
“We just happened to arrive first; there was no need to wait for those useless ones. We two demons have you covered.”
Fei Yi grinned, greed and deadness rekindled in his eyes.
Four sixth-grade disaster beasts?
Li Mo narrowed his eyes:
“Who are the other two?”
“Fan Jiang Crocodile, Nine-Headed Bird...” Fei Yi was just saying.
Xiang Liu’s killing intent could no longer be suppressed, coldly stating:
“You will undoubtedly die tonight; surrender, and I’ll give you a quick end.”
“We’ll talk about the divine jade later; I have another question.”
Little Li casually tossed out another line:
“There’s only one divine jade; how do you plan to... divide it?”
The art of fighting.
If the enemy is more than one, you can try to sow discord.
While Little Li was stalling for time with the two great demons.
Inside the temple, Ying Bing opened her eyes slightly, a flicker of light visible in her gaze.
How could she not be aware of the commotion outside?
It was just that.
Li Mo hadn’t blown the Yu Yu whistle yet.
She was also curious.
Could Li Mo, using all his strength, surpass two inner scenes?
But would there be danger?
It seemed as if two little figures had appeared on Ying Bing’s shoulders, both resembling her.
One had a cold expression, saying that men have their pride, especially in front of their beloved; don’t you like seeing him as a god descending to earth? What’s wrong with being protected once in a while?
The other looked worried, saying he was so immature; what if he got hurt? What if he lost an arm or a leg? Wouldn’t you regret it later?
The two little figures argued back and forth.
Ying Bing’s usually clear and divine eyes showed a hint of confusion.
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P.S.: I’ve mostly sorted out things at home today. Sorry, dear readers, for the delay in updates. I’m feeling a bit dizzy from exhaustion, so I’m requesting to sleep early with two updates. Orz.