Chapter 322
To be honest, even handling this might not compare to Princess Xiao Jiang.
The ancient yet magnificent sun wheel soared and spun, its scorching rays weaving layers of heat. At first, Jiang Chulong tried her best to dodge, but gradually, the space to evade shrank to nearly nothing. With no other choice, she had to channel all her inner energy, condensing her sword intent to confront it head-on.
However, this move played right into her opponent's hands.
With a whoosh, the golden wheel suddenly shot out at an angle, ensnaring the young golden crow before it could reach the peach blossom branch, the intense yang energy rolling upward in response.
Jiang Chulong let out a muffled groan, feeling as if all the moisture in her body had been evaporated.
The peach blossom branch was also forced from her grip by the strange force emanating from the center of the golden wheel.
“Teacher…”
Jiang Chulong bit her lip, her small face pale, fearing she might disappoint her teacher.
“This is the innate golden crow that once embodied the great sun, illuminating the heavens and the earth. How could it be so easy for you to win against it? Throughout history, there have been few who could surpass it.”
Her teacher, Tianzun, helped her pick up the peach wood branch and said softly, “As long as you don’t admit defeat, you will never truly lose.”
“This projection won’t harm your physical body; it will only make your spirit feel pain. Take some time to adjust, and then you can fight again.”
Li Mo was also saying this to himself.
He rarely engaged in battles that were evenly matched.
Because he relied on divine weapons, superior martial arts, and techniques, he often bullied the weak.
But the spirit of Qi Tian Dou Zhan was about overcoming the strong with the weak.
To bring everything he had to its fullest potential was the only way to enhance his understanding of the great sage’s divine will.
“Mm!”
Jiang Chulong nodded earnestly.
Though she appeared delicate and fragile, there was a tenacity within her that refused to yield.
Before long, she was once again seriously battling the golden crow projection.
Opportunities for life-and-death battles were rare; a single defeat meant no chance for a rematch.
But in this small world, as long as the power of all beings was sufficient, one could repeatedly learn from experience and start over.
After a while, Princess Xiao Jiang went to recover her spirit.
The diligent golden crow projection didn’t take a moment’s rest.
Next, it was to face the formidable Tianzun!
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The next morning.
“I really can’t win without the hammer.”
Li Mo rubbed his forehead as he got out of the bed that felt like an ice block.
Nine times, all lost.
This outcome was within the expectations of little Li. The combat skills of innate beings transcended the realm of martial arts; or rather, some martial arts might have been created based on them.
But he didn’t leave empty-handed.
The hammer techniques that little Li had already mastered seemed to have gained new insights at this moment.
And also…
His lower back felt warm.
“Is it because I fought the golden crow projection, or is it because of the clothes…”
Looking down, little Li’s handsome face flushed.
Uncle Chen had been particularly spirited lately, making him stay for quite a while upon arrival…
Fortunately, the quality of the clothes was good; otherwise, with his current physique…
No wonder the ice block said this outfit shouldn’t be worn alone for too long. Looking back, her gaze at that time clearly held a hint of a smile.
“Calm down, I should review and summarize the details of the battle.”
“If only the ice block were here; every time I spar with her, I learn so much… If combat skills had ranks, she would definitely be the queen among kings…”
As Li Mo pondered, the image of that figure floated before his eyes.
Holding a ruler, her cool and serene face bore a seriousness that gave one a sense of sacredness.
But…
He should change out of this outfit later; otherwise, his focus might easily shift from the sacredness of imparting knowledge to something more trivial…
Dingling—
The sound of bells rang out.
A girl from the Qing Luan tribe peeked out from a tree hollow, making a gesture for eating.
So, Li Mo followed her up to the tallest tree.
The cuisine of the Qing Luan tribe was even simpler than Li Mo had imagined, with no meat at all. Various fruits were served on green leaves that acted as plates.
“Tribe Leader Shang, I plan to return to Qingmu City today.”
“So soon?”
Wu Qing couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
His good friend had wanted Li Mo to stay in the Qing Luan tribe to avoid trouble, yet he was preparing to leave after just one night…
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, I knew he wouldn’t stay long.”
Shang Qinqing chuckled, revealing a mysterious smile: “Little Bing’er is still waiting for him in Qingmu City; how could he not be eager to return?”
Li Mo replied seriously, “I mainly have some combat questions I’m eager to consult her about.”
“Little Bing’er probably spends every day holding her little Xumi object, staring off into the distance.”
“???”
“She often did that when she was in the Qing Luan tribe, like a stone waiting for her husband, lost in thought for a long time.”
As Shang Qinqing spoke, she pretended to wipe away tears in mock sorrow.
Li Mo immediately conjured a vivid image and murmured, “Before I go back, I should make a cake for her birthday.”
Shang Qinqing blinked and asked, “It’s her birthday?”
“Yeah, I’m thinking of giving her a surprise…”
“Tsk, why are you so clueless, like a little monk?”
Shang Qinqing, with the confidence of someone who had been through it all, spoke with a hint of exasperation: “Aren’t you her biggest surprise?”
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Chapter 351: The Cake Plan and the Fairy Losing Her Sparkle
Making a cake successfully in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths is no simple task.
Chef Li finished his breakfast, crossed his arms, and fell into deep thought.
“If I’m going to make a cake…”
“What’s a cake?” Shang Qinqing asked seriously.
Though Tribe Leader Shang didn’t know exactly what it was, as a former goddess of love in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, she sensed its significance.
This item might determine whether she could indulge today.
Li Mo replied earnestly, “It’s a type of food; eating cake on your birthday is as important as eating mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival.”
“Like mooncakes…”
Shang Qinqing’s eyes widened.
She remembered that Little Bing’er had once held a mooncake like a treasure during her time in the Qing Luan tribe, and later even planned to hang it on the Marriage Tree…
If she participated in making the cake, she could rightfully indulge in something sweet.
With determination in her eyes, Shang Qinqing declared, “Li Mo, as the Tribe Leader of the Qing Luan, I will do my utmost to help you. Just let me know what you need!”
“Mm, there are indeed some things I need help with from Tribe Leader Shang.”
Li Mo thought about the basic requirements for making a cake: “First, I need a dan furnace.”
“What do you need a dan furnace for?” Shang Qinqing asked, puzzled. What food requires a dan furnace?
“To make a cake, you need an oven, but that’s not something I can whip up quickly, so I’ll have to use a dan furnace instead.”
“You can refine dan too?” Wu Qing was a bit surprised.
It’s well-known that Chef Li had considerable skill in dan refining. He nodded and said, “I’ve even refined the Nine Orifices Dragon Tiger Golden Dan with the genius dan master Xue Lao, along with many other pills.”
“The success rate… is an astonishing one hundred percent!”
Of course, if he jumped into the dan furnace himself, failure would be a myth.
“!”
Shang Qinqing clearly knew what that was, and her gaze toward Li Mo shifted.
That was a divine dan that the Great Shang had prepared with the strength of the entire nation, something that no mere dan master could touch—only a grandmaster would suffice.
Clearly, little Mo’s demeanor didn’t seem like he was just boasting.
“I’ve noted that down. What else do you need?”
“Some ingredients.”
“Go ahead.”
“First, do you have eggs?”
“?”
“Uh, chicken eggs.”
In short, an unprecedented birthday cake-making adventure was about to unfold.
To be able to indulge in something sweet with confidence today, Shang Qinqing even personally cracked the eggs, then earnestly watched little Li the Dan Master knead the dough, mix, make cream, and fire up the furnace to bake the cake.
Tribe Leader Shang felt that she could learn the earlier steps just by watching them once.
Except for the final step of decorating with cream.
In the afternoon, they set off on their respective journeys. Li Mo used the somersault cloud technique to travel miles, while Shang Qinqing traversed through the void.
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Qingmu City.
The Jiawei Tavern was still bustling with business, lively and vibrant, with the smoke from barbecues rising endlessly.
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