Chapter 363
Once again, the legend that once hung high in the sky accepted the challenge from the little girl. Princess Jiang Chulong had lost many times, but it seemed that each time, she emerged stronger.
Jiang Chulong's body was delicate and frail.
Yet the tone in which she declared her victory this time was unwavering.
Just like the peach blossom branch she held in her hand.
"This time, she will definitely win."
Li Tianzun appeared calm, but inside, he was cheering for her.
After a moment of contemplation, the Tianzun teacher seemed to recall something:
"Oh, right, your brother Li said that if you break through the Guanshen realm, he would give you a gift."
"!"
The effect was immediately visible.
The beautiful eyes of little Princess Jiang, hidden behind the cloth, suddenly brightened.
"I will definitely win!"
As her words fell, the silhouette of the golden crow projection suddenly blurred. Faced with the surging sword light, it once again employed the technique of hiding its light.
In an instant, the battle reached a fever pitch.
"You're really putting in extra effort today; I hope it pays off."
Watching the spirited little Princess Jiang, Li Mo's eyes sparkled with approval. But soon, he fell into deep thought, recalling the advice—or perhaps the warning—of the sword-wielding maiden in the green dress from earlier.
Shouldn't Chulong practice martial arts?
In the display of the Tianming Shenyang, it was clear that Jiang Yu's Tianzun imperial sword bone was still unrefined.
One day, Chulong would truly rise against the odds.
Perhaps the sword bone would return to its rightful owner.
Was Jiang Yu afraid?
Zheng—
Suddenly, a bright sword cry echoed across the Yin-Yang dojo.
The peach blossom branch fell, like fresh grass sprouting from the snow, awakening after an unknown slumber, akin to a summer cicada breaking free from its underground prison, letting out its first cry of life.
This sword defied logic, piercing through layers of light and heat waves.
The innate golden crow slipped into the shadows, waiting for the right moment.
Was Jiang Chulong any different?
She too was waiting for the golden crow projection to reveal itself!
Golden light shot forth like an arrow, the sword light closing in.
To the average observer, it seemed as if both would suffer defeat.
But excitement surged within Li Mo, nearly breaking his composed demeanor as a Tianzun.
"She won!"
"Chulong's sword is faster!"
Even if she was injured after striking her opponent.
Even if this sword was a perilous gamble.
No matter how you looked at it, Chulong had undoubtedly won.
Puff—
A soft sound echoed as the golden crow projection lowered its head, seemingly in disbelief as it gazed at the sword that pierced through its chest, then appeared somewhat gratified.
Alright, the sense of gratification was something Li's classmate had conjured in his mind.
"Teacher, I... I won!"
Jiang Chulong's pale face flushed with color, her hair clinging to her neck with sweat.
But in her eyes, a glimmer of anticipation and joy sparkled.
"Good!!"
"Teacher, I feel so energized right now."
"Sit down quickly; you're about to break through."
Li Mo took out a cushion for the little princess, urging her to sit cross-legged, then pulled out a collection of bottles and jars.
He first lit three incense sticks, and as the smoke swirled, he had her take the elixirs with the dew.
Ming Shen Xiang, Chao Hua Lu, Qi Wen Dao Dan.
The best treasures for breaking through the Guanshen realm were all here, a return on investment from the future.
After all, he and Bing Tuozi had no use for them anymore.
Would it be a waste to give them to little Princess Jiang?
As he administered the medicine, Jiang Chulong sat up straight, channeling her self-created martial arts.
Within her small frame, it seemed as if some extraordinary force was growing robustly!
At the same time, a notification chimed in Li Mo's ears:
[Congratulations, host, for successfully investing in 'Jiang Chulong,' causing the sword bone within her to sprout, giving birth to the initial form of the Wild Grass Sword Bone.]
[Investment feedback: Red Dragon Divine Fire Guanshen Map.]
[Red Dragon Divine Fire Guanshen Map]: "An extreme form of the Guanshen Map, containing the vision of the Red Dragon's divine fire."
In the Da Yu Dynasty, all should be the auspicious golden dragon, with no distinction between it and the red dragon.
Of course, neither was born of destiny; initially, they were the one true dragon.
Otherwise, the dragon map wouldn't be an extreme form.
This would likely be the training partner for both him and little Princess Jiang for a while.
And soon, they would face the opponents they would eventually defeat.
"You're sweating buckets, aren't you, Your Highness?"
Li Mo looked forward to the moment when little Princess Jiang would slay the dragon with her sword.
Not long after, another notification sounded:
[Congratulations, host, for successfully investing in 'Jiang Chulong,' allowing her to break through to the Guanshen realm.]
[Investment feedback: Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown!]
[Phoenix Wing Purple Gold Crown]: "Divine item; when worn, it significantly ignores pressure based on the wearer's combat intent, and can impose powerful mental pressure on opponents, enhancing one's own field of suppression."
Is this the real deal?
Li Mo had a fleeting moment of doubt.
Well, divine weapons were already at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; anything beyond that would be a heavenly fate artifact, which couldn't belong to any one person.
Usually, only the most prominent sects of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths could possess them.
As far as he knew, only the Da Yu Dynasty had two such items.
"Wait."
Li Mo suddenly noticed another line in the description.
"Note: One of the Great Saint's Treasures; when the complete set is gathered, it becomes a heavenly fate artifact!"
"Ah, I see."
Li Mo's brow relaxed.
He calmed his mind.
A Phoenix Wing crown, exquisitely crafted in purple gold, quietly appeared in his palm, its long tassels nearly blinding the Tianzun.
It wasn't as exaggerated as the ones he had seen in dramas; its design was understated, even somewhat weathered.
But it was also quite heavy.
The moment it appeared in his hand, he seemed to hear a voice that did not belong to any human, yet the thought echoed clearly in his mind.
"Later generations, you are not yet worthy of this weight."
"Your combat intent is still insufficient."
Li Mo had no choice but to put it away, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, quietly waiting for little Princess Jiang to break through.
At the same time, he took out the Red Dragon Divine Fire Guanshen Map.
The golden crow projection had not dissipated; his current power of all beings was enough to condense another projection.
Before long.
Jiang Chulong opened her eyes, about to say something, but her excited little face froze.
"Chulong, there's no time to celebrate your breakthrough."
"Next, your opponent is this."
The red dragon soared through the air, coiling above, its scorching dragon might raining down, and the malice in its vertical pupils was unmistakable.
This was also Li Mo's next opponent.
The following morning.
On the second floor of the Qiushui Pavilion.
With her hair tied up and dressed in simple white, the delicate Bing Tuozi pushed the door open and descended to the courtyard below.
"Bing'er, you woke up so early."
Shang Wu yawned.
Ying Bing nodded, "Yeah, you too."
"Nope, I was at the Luoxia Peak last night, drinking all night with Elder Su, didn't sleep at all."
The beautiful teacher crossed her arms, chuckling:
"Elder Su was throwing up like a dog; I should have brought Xiao Mo along; it would have been hilarious to see her like that."
They weren't allowed to dilute their alcohol tolerance.
So, the equally beautiful Elder Su and Shang Wu's drinking contest could be imagined.
"By the way, where's Xiao Mo?"
"He—"
Before Ying Bing could finish, a flicker of surprise crossed her serene eyes.
Just then, a wave emanated from upstairs, clearly indicating someone had broken through.
Who else could it be but that little Li?
Bing Tuozi's realm had only just caught up two days ago, and now she was being overtaken again.
Ying Bing's gaze trembled slightly, her lips murmuring:
"Really, not even a day of rest."
"???"
Shang Wu leaned back slightly.
It was well known that Li Mo and Ying Bing practiced dual cultivation.
This morning, Li Mo had broken through, yet little Bing'er said she hadn't had a moment's rest.
Shang Wu felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
Had the pig she raised been uprooted by the cabbage?!
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