Chapter 344
“Darling, go grab the rolling pin, the thickest one!”
“!!!”
Li Mo leaned back, feeling a chill run down his spine.
Here he was, the mighty Little Overlord of the Divine Hammer, blessed with a wife who fought for him, ranked fourth among the Hidden Dragons, a master of martial arts, and practically indestructible.
But everyone knew that bloodline suppression wasn’t about pain...
It was terrifying!
“Bing Tuozi, say something!”
This was clearly not how things were supposed to be!
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**Chapter 376: New Year Preparations and the Message from the Demon Cult**
“Well, look at you, learning to lie now.”
“Getting bold at home, huh? What have you been up to outside? Spill the beans!”
As the young offender, Xiao Li, braced himself for a parental avalanche of love, Ying Bing merely pursed her lips slightly:
“Uncle and Aunt, he tricked me into calling him ‘brother’ last night.”
“Well, what about... dual cultivation?” Comrade Da Long still hadn’t let go of the rolling pin.
Li Mo sighed, “Dad, I told you, that’s a legitimate technique, just like ‘The Convergence of Sun and Moon.’ Although they’re two sword styles, it counts as dual cultivation martial arts.”
Yes, the Phoenix Crying in the Heavenly Marsh was indeed quite serious.
If you didn’t consider the third layer, that is.
The couple turned to Ying Bing.
She lowered her gaze, glancing at Xiao Li, whose eyes conveyed ‘I’ve been honest.’ She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and nodded gently.
The truth was out.
At least that’s how Comrade Lao Li and Ms. Gu felt.
“So that’s how it is.”
“Yeah, Bing’er never lies. It must be true; that’s more like it.”
“Dad, Mom, I said the same thing earlier. You’re not like this.”
“You told me this morning you got lost in the middle of the night. You think you can fool my sharp eyes with such nonsense? My eyes are like a ruler!”
“Bing’er, have some porridge. If Xiao Mo bullies you, you must tell us right away, and we’ll give him a good spanking.”
“??? How could I ever bully her?!”
Li Mo was utterly confused; it seemed he had become an outsider.
What happened to the basic trust between parents and children?
And he was old enough for spankings?!
“Thank you, Uncle and Aunt.”
Ying Bing replied earnestly, her beautiful eyes flickering with a hint of a smile.
It seemed she remembered the times they practiced swordplay, when her ruler often found its way to his backside.
As they ate breakfast, Gu Xueqin added:
“It’s normal for young people to feel a surge of emotions. Da Long and I were young once too, but you need to know your limits.”
“We’re very mindful of that; we’ve always been quite respectful.”
Li Mo put on a righteous demeanor.
Isn’t it normal to give a foot massage? Isn’t that still within the bounds of propriety?
That’s perfectly respectful.
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly inhaled sharply, looking down to find a small boot resting on his foot, gently twisting.
The owner of the small foot was, of course, the cold fairy, who was sipping her porridge.
“Xiao Mo, I’m talking to you! Why are you grinning like an idiot?”
“Ugh, this porridge is too sweet; it’s making my teeth hurt.”
“?”
Li Da Long opened his mouth, wanting to say more, when footsteps approached from outside, a pair of official boots crossing the threshold.
The newcomer was an old subordinate of his father, who called out to Li Tou’er and then lowered his voice to report.
“Li Tou’er, there’s been an incident. The Ying family’s old residence really has a year beast! It’s very similar to the one from ten years ago…”
“That beast has really returned?!”
Li Da Long sprang to his feet, his expression grave.
“Darling, go fetch my armor and weapons!”
Comrade Lao Li looked solemn: “The blood debt from ten years ago has come due today. Killing that beast will at least bring peace to Ying Laodi and his wife’s spirits…”
“Hubby! Can you handle it?”
“A man can’t say he can’t. I’ll fight with all I’ve got!”
“.....”
Xiao Li and Bing Tuozi exchanged glances, silently continuing their breakfast.
The subordinate was left scratching his head, wondering why these two, who had slain countless disaster beasts in the Southern Wilderness and were renowned throughout the land, were acting like this.
Why were they talking about fighting to the death? What was going on?
“Cough, Li Tou’er, I know you want to fight, but hold on a second.”
“The year beast is already dead; we don’t know who killed it. I’m here to inform you to investigate the scene.”
“Ah?”
The atmosphere shifted dramatically, like a bucket of cold water being poured over them.
It was quite a letdown.
After their father went to the old residence, having finished breakfast, Gu Xueqin began organizing the household staff to clean up in preparation for the upcoming New Year.
After all, with the two little ones at home, the Li family’s New Year would surely be lively.
“We need to make a few new outfits for the New Year; the kids are growing fast.”
“Bring over the lanterns; we need to hang them high.”
Just as Gu Xueqin finished giving orders to the maid, she turned to see Ying Bing there too.
“Aunt, I want to hang one too.”
Ying Bing’s voice was soft, more gentle than usual.
Gu Xueqin was taken aback.
In previous years, this child would become unusually quiet around the New Year, as if the holiday had little to do with her. The couple knew the reason.
Now, she was actively participating in the festivities; it was as if the sun had risen in the west.
“Alright, alright, Bing’er can join in. Let’s hang the lanterns and make sure the coming year is prosperous.”
This year, it seemed both little ones had changed a bit from their usual selves.
Li Mo watched for a while, intending to help, but suddenly sensed something stirring in the system space.
“Mom, I’ll be right back.”
He called out and then went to a quiet place, retrieving a beast token.
This was the token of the Demon Cult, given to him by the Beast Hall Master, Luo Yexian, after being... ahem, shown around the Wanxiang Xianzong.
He said that since the cult wanted to communicate with the Xianzong, they could use this token to get in touch if needed.
After checking that there were no harmful methods on it, Li Mo put it away.
“What does the Demon Cult want now? Don’t they celebrate the New Year...?”
As he took out the token, it emitted a faint glow and felt slightly warm.
It also transmitted a wave that could only be received by those with divine martial abilities.
“Three days from now, the Holy Son and two Law Kings of the Demon Cult will arrive in the Eastern Wilderness. They hold the Immortal highly in esteem and hope to meet with the Immortal in Ziyang City to discuss important matters—Luo Yexian.”
The Holy Son of the Demon Cult and the Law Kings?
Li Mo held the token, his brow furrowing as he fell into thought.
The Holy Son had once been ranked first on the Hidden Dragon List, but unfortunately, he had crossed paths with the Crown Prince of Dayu, and rumors had circulated that he had been slain.
Or perhaps he really did die once, only to return through some strange means. In any case, he resurfaced years later.
This person clearly wouldn’t be as easily deceived as Luo Yexian.
Moreover, he was bringing two Law Kings with him, and just from the title, it was clear they were high-ranking members of the Demon Cult.
“The Law Kings of the Demon Cult can’t all be powerful beings, can they?”
“They must have ulterior motives…”
“To go or not to go?”
Li Mo pondered for a moment before making his decision.
He would go!
If he didn’t, they wouldn’t let it go easily, and it would be worse if they came knocking at his door later. Besides, the power of all beings would become a mere fantasy from then on.
Better to deal with a thief than to let him linger in your thoughts.
Though it seemed he was the thief...
In any case, having set the date, at least he could prepare himself; going would mean he was ready for whatever came next.
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**Chapter 377: The Shenshen Lingzhu and the Moon Goddess**
Li Manor.
The winter sun was about to dip below the Qing Shui River, casting a warm glow that painted the vast Qinghe County in enchanting rosy hues.
Under the setting sun, the Li Manor looked revitalized, and the family was gathered for dinner.
Li Da Long, back from the Ying family’s old residence, spoke with a hint of trepidation about the day’s investigation.
“That disaster beast was truly terrifying. Preliminary assessments suggest it was at least a sixth-grade beast. When we arrived, it was covered in sword wounds; it must have died just last night.”
“A sixth-grade beast? Thank goodness it’s dead... But who killed it?”
In a small county like Qinghe, Li Da Long, as the county lieutenant, was akin to the head of the local police. With his inner strength, he was only at the level of a human’s inner scene. If such a beast went berserk, the consequences would be unimaginable.
“I find it strange too.”
Li Da Long shook his head, vividly recounting:
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