Chapter 390
"Just like after playing basketball in the summer, craving an ice-cold Sprite, after forging iron in the fire vein, I want to cool down and let my heart soar. That’s perfectly reasonable."
"What could possibly cool you down better than an ice chunk?"
"How could I be craving her body?"
"What are you craving?"
A clear, slightly puzzled voice suddenly came from behind.
Ying Bing stood at the door, with the vast mountains and evening snow behind her, her eyes reflecting a hint of confusion.
She wore a long dress in a water-blue hue with a fur collar. With her hands clasped behind her back, her figure appeared even more delicate, her waist, adorned with a hint of definition, could be grasped with a single hand. The short boots she wore were speckled with snow, but she probably couldn’t see them even if she looked down.
She had come through the snow at dusk, her beauty illuminated by the last remnants of the evening glow, making one momentarily believe they were gazing upon a goddess who commanded ice and snow, as well as the night.
It was unclear whether she had only heard the last sentence.
Li Mo replied seriously, "I was talking about craving the snow ginseng."
He casually pulled out a piece of thousand-year-old snow ginseng.
This was something he had taken from the ice chunk during their last meal.
Ice Chunk: "?"
"Forging iron is exhausting. I need to eat some snow ginseng to replenish my energy."
"But your yang energy is quite strong right now," Ying Bing said, her delicate brows knitting slightly.
"That’s fine. It’s normal for young people to have a lot of fire energy. The older you get, the more you need to replenish it. Let it see who’s really in charge of this body."
Li Mo grabbed a nearby apron and deftly tied it around his waist, concealing his exuberance.
Ying Bing was momentarily taken aback, her red lips parted as if to speak but then fell silent. The small hands that were clasped behind her back unconsciously curled up together.
Images from her dreams surged to the forefront of her mind.
She quickly averted her gaze, as if her eyes had been scalded.
In the end, she said nothing, merely nodding expressionlessly before sitting down at the table in the courtyard, lowering her eyes to pick up a book.
Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao had also grown accustomed to waiting for meals these past few days.
Every day at mealtime, they would automatically come to the table and sit down without needing to be called.
Now, this is where I must criticize the beautiful master, who often sneaks into the kitchen late at night to find something to eat.
Ying Bing seemed oblivious to their arrival, staring blankly at the pages of her book, like a stunning jade sculpture—beautiful but devoid of soul.
"I smell a fragrant aura. What are we having for dinner today?" Qin Yuzhi wiped her mouth, dreaming of the culinary skills of Chef Li, which she could hardly imagine.
"It smells like snow ginseng, and it’s not low in age," Tian Miao, who had some knowledge of herbs, remarked.
"Snow ginseng?"
Tian Miao rubbed her eyes and recited knowledgeably, "This kind of heavenly treasure has very strict growing conditions. It requires an extremely high and cold environment to thrive, like the Tianshan Mountains, which is why this ginseng is so rarefied."
Ice Chunk: "?"
Her serene eyes widened in disbelief, questioning whether she had heard correctly.
"In such cold weather, eating something so cold isn’t good, is it?"
"Yuzhi, you don’t know this, but in pharmacology, it’s said that extremes lead to opposites. Therefore, medicines that are extremely yang usually grow in cold,阴冷 (yin cold) places."
Tian Miao raised a finger, smiling as she explained, "So this snow ginseng, while appearing crystal clear like jade and having a texture akin to cold ice, actually possesses a fiery inner essence."
"What does it taste like?" Qin Yuzhi asked curiously.
Tian Miao replied seriously, "Let’s put it this way: this item is only found in the Tianshan Mountains, and it’s rare to even hear of it in the human realm!"
Thud—
The book fell to the ground.
Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao turned their heads, only to find Ying Bing still expressionless, though her neck was tinged with a rosy hue from the evening glow.
"Little Bing, why did your book fall?"
"My hands are frozen stiff."
"?"
The two were puzzled, but just then, they suddenly felt warmth behind them as Li Mo emerged, carrying a tray of dishes.
Things were heating up, little Li.
Did you cook this yourself?
Qin Yuzhi raised an eyebrow, "Did you just sneak a taste of some ginseng?"
Li Mo’s hand trembled slightly, nearly spilling the freshly made dishes all over himself.
"What body and what body? In broad daylight, I’m a righteous gentleman who can’t be associated with such things."
"Broad daylight?"
Qin Yuzhi and Tian Miao paused, glancing at the sun that had completely disappeared and the moon that was climbing into the clouds, looking puzzled.
"Righteous gentleman?"
Ying Bing pursed her lips, her gaze lingering on the big-headed doll.
What righteous energy.
More like a lot of yang energy.
"I went to the fire vein at Shenbing Peak today. While forging, due to a certain martial art, I absorbed a lot of fire energy, but it’s not a big deal."
Li Mo sat down nonchalantly.
Ying Bing shot him a glance, seemingly able to feel the warmth radiating from him, as if she could sense his body temperature.
She silently tightened her grip on the big-headed doll.
Qin Yuzhi was taken aback, "Isn’t snow ginseng supposed to be yin that generates yang? Why are you making this for dinner?"
"I’m using poison to counter poison; two negatives make a positive."
Little Li spoke with conviction.
Qin Yuzhi was left speechless, glancing at Tian Miao, who looked equally confused, unsure of what kind of pharmacology Li Mo was practicing.
"This isn’t pharmacology at all."
"Exactly, this is mathematics. Mastering math and science means you can conquer the world."
"Even if we follow the math, two negatives make a positive, but two positives can’t make a negative."
"Who says so?"
Li Mo fished out a piece of jade-colored ginseng from the soup and chewed it, the crunch echoing.
A surge of blood rushed up.
Hmph, thankfully, he had strong control over his body, and his nosebleed stubbornly stayed put.
Though his face felt a bit swollen from blushing.
"It’s a bit hot today."
"..." Tian Miao was momentarily speechless.
Qin Yuzhi glanced at the flushed little Li and then at the so-called cold fairy who had just claimed to be frozen stiff.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head, illuminating a long-lost fragment of memory.
"Hey, I have an idea!"
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Chapter 431: The Past of Yin and Yang
The cold fairy looked focused and undistracted.
"As we all know, to be a qualified leader, one must have a grasp of affairs from all peaks."
Qin Yuzhi crossed her arms, striking a pose that suggested she was quite impressive.
"So I have a bit of understanding of the methods of the Yin-Yang Hall."
"The Yin-Yang Hall emphasizes that solitary yin does not give birth, and solitary yang does not thrive. Only when yin and yang converge can there be completeness. This is something I just heard Tian Miao mention about extremes leading to opposites, and seeing your situations reminded me of it."
"What does this have to do with anything?"
Li Mo exhaled a warm breath, curious despite his serious demeanor.
As the ancient leader of the Summoning Sect, Qin Yuzhi surely knew many shocking secrets, but her memory seemed to falter at times.
Listen to her—‘extremes lead to opposites, and opposites lead to balance’—such profound reasoning must involve complex secrets.
Ying Bing also straightened up a bit, listening intently.
Qin Yuzhi was pleased with their eager expressions:
"You all know the fourteenth leader of the Yin-Yang Hall, who was the leader of my sect two generations ago, right? Well, you probably don’t know him."
"Before this person, the Yin-Yang Hall was quite weak. The path of yin and yang can be seen as one road or two; men can only practice the yang path, while women can only practice the yin."
"Cough!"
Li Mo’s expression changed slightly, and he coughed heavily.
That was close; Qin Yuzhi’s loose tongue could easily cause a stir.
This isn’t good for the mental health of young people, you know!
"My memory isn’t great, so please don’t interrupt me casually next time."
Qin Yuzhi huffed before continuing, thankfully changing her wording this time:
"Men are yang-impure, and women are yin-turbid. Both can only cultivate one of the two, unable to achieve the convergence of yin and yang, making it difficult to reach the Great Path. Thus, for a long time, the Yin-Yang Hall had not seen a seventh realm sage."
"Until that person appeared! He was a once-in-a-lifetime genius in the way of yin and yang, reaching the sixth realm of法体 (fa ti) in a very short time, mastering pure yang martial arts, which are rare in the world. However, he also faced the issue of solitary yang not thriving."
"So he began to enter a closed-door retreat, seeking a breakthrough. After sitting in silence for three months, he truly experienced a transformation!"
"That was when he turned pure yang into yin! After reaching the pinnacle of the pure yang path, he became a woman!"
"??? Wait a minute?"
Li Mo felt a chill run down his back and couldn’t help but interrupt, "Are you saying that I might also..."
Qin Yuzhi rolled her eyes, "Put your worries aside; you’re still far from that. You’re just a bit fiery at most."
Li Mo let out a sigh of relief, "I see."
Qin Yuzhi turned her gaze back and continued:
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