“Uh-oh.”
Li Mo didn’t realize she was talking about getting ready herself; he thought she was telling him to get up.
The ice cube was still sprawled on top of him.
“Li Mo, wait...”
The not-so-bright Li classmate suddenly sat up in shock, as if he had just been jolted awake from a near-death experience.
Then, seeing the ice cube about to slide off him, he quickly reached out and caught her just in time.
“!”
“Hmm?”
Li Mo was taken aback. Was this sensation about to reach new heights?
“Let go...”
Ying Bing was staring at his neck, practically wanting to take a bite out of it.
Her tone, usually cool and detached, had taken on a slightly fierce edge, so Li Mo released her and put on his shirt.
By the time he had donned his pure Yang robe, Ying Bing was already back on the bed, leaving him with nothing but her cold back.
“I’m heading back now.”
“.....”
The cold fairy didn’t say a word, as if she had fallen asleep.
Could it be that she also had her own secret technique for falling asleep in three seconds?
The room was silent, and Li Mo couldn’t just stand there. Even if he was filled with questions, he had to hold them in. He couldn’t just jump into her bed and whisper in her ear.
So, he bent down and stealthily slipped out of the room.
*Thud—*
He heard the sound of the door closing.
The cold fairy on the bed seemed to shrink, slowly curling up into herself.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, her snowy little feet kicked the big-headed doll at the head of the bed, sending it tumbling to the floor.
...
The door across the way also closed.
Li Mo lay on his bed, his mind blank. He didn’t even dare to sleep on his stomach.
Hadn’t all his Yang energy been worn down, transformed into the power of the spirit in his acupoints?
Why did he still feel like he had two heads, one bigger than the other?
Could it be that he was so good at showing off in front of others that even little Li wanted to act cool...
Wait a minute, little Li, what are you trying to do!
Is this really the kind of thought a gentleman should have?
You used to be so sunny and cheerful; you’re not like this!
“Back to the little world...”
In an instant, Li Mo’s consciousness sank rapidly.
...
That night.
Princess Xiao Jiang hugged a peach wood branch, pondering how to deal with that big red dragon while walking toward the Yin-Yang Daoist Temple.
Suddenly, she froze.
“I’m ready! I’m ready!”
“Let’s go catch jellyfish together!”
At that moment, in front of the Yin-Yang Daoist Temple, a strange yellow square and an equally odd pink star were chatting away.
Yeah, a yellow square wearing a shirt and tie, and a pink star wanting to catch jellyfish—how bizarre!
Meanwhile, Master Tianzun stood before this strange scene, watching intently.
“Teacher... what is this?”
“They are creatures of the ocean, now unseen in the nine heavens and ten earths.”
“Oh...”
In the past, the teacher would show her vivid scenes, like the former heavenly court.
Could this be another type of creature that has vanished in the river of history?
“Teacher, what are they doing?”
“This is my childhood memory, a past that will never return.”
Master Tianzun’s tone was filled with nostalgia as he looked up at the starry sky at a forty-five-degree angle:
“Seeing them reminds me of my innocent and pure self, untouched by the world... but I truly can’t go back. Seeing Shandi, I can’t help but think she’s quite lovely...”
“Teacher, your tone today... sounds so profound... and a bit weary.”
Jiang Chulong tilted her head in confusion.
“Alright, let’s start today’s lesson!”
With a wave of his sleeve, Master Tianzun made the scene disappear.
He turned around, and behind him, the projection of the red dragon spiraled in the air, its fiery gaze fixed on the little girl holding the sword.
“How’s your Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique coming along?”
“I... I’ve got about thirty percent down, just a small success.”
“Good, let’s see how much you can use, and whether you can slay the red dragon!”
...
P.S.: Damn it, I used to think I was a gentleman too, until I started writing. I think I might have overstudied on the website; what should I do?
Now that it’s come to this, I can’t even imagine what I’ll write in the future...
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Chapter 438: Forging Divine Weapons with the Blood of Five Dragons—He’s Truly Fortunate
In the little world.
The roar of the red dragon shattered gold and split stone, and the being battling it fiercely was just a little girl wrapped in a cloth strip.
“The Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique emphasizes the intent of the sword; it doesn’t need to be bound by forms.”
“Only with strong sword intent can one fearlessly face the might of a dragon.”
Master Tianzun was diligent, having prepared the teaching materials with his martial arts insights.
Seeing Princess Xiao Jiang’s progress was immediate, Li Mo finally came back to his senses.
He turned his attention inward to the little figure in his dantian, the Taiyin divine pattern shining particularly brightly, as if silently telling him:
“Chosen by the Ancestor of Hehuan, only those who use it will know!”
With the addition of the Stone Monkey divine pattern, his seventh acupoint was clearly nearing completion, just a hair’s breadth away.
If he wasn’t careful, it seemed he was about to break through again.
“I wonder what divine ability I’ll gain this time.”
But then Li Mo shook his head.
This slight gap, though it seemed small, was something that a normal martial artist in the Observing Spirit realm might take months to bridge.
He might be faster, but the speed had its limits.
Just then, a sharp sword cry rang in his ears, accompanied by the furious roar of the red dragon, which carried a strong sense of unwillingness.
*Thud—*
When Li Mo looked up, he saw a branch resembling a blossoming peach tree pierce the red dragon’s brow.
In the dragon’s vertical pupils, a hint of shock flickered, and then its form dissipated into the power of all beings.
At the same time, a notification sound echoed in his ears:
[Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested in ‘Jiang Chulong,’ teaching her the Dragon-Slaying Sword Technique to help her slay the red dragon.]
[Investment feedback: Blood of the red dragon.]
[Blood of the red dragon]: “The blood from the heart of the red dragon can be used for alchemy, refining martial arts, or forging weapons.”
“Note: If weapons are forged using the blood of the red dragon, yellow dragon, white dragon, black dragon, and golden dragon, unexpected surprises may occur.”
“Blood of the five dragons for forging weapons?”
Li Mo was taken aback. Where did this system learn such a bad habit of speaking?
What kind of surprise? Could you be clearer about it?
It wouldn’t be able to forge a divine weapon, would it? He already had a hammer, but he was still lacking a divine sword.
“Teacher, I did it!”
Princess Xiao Jiang, her eyes sparkling with excitement, dashed over from behind the cloth strip.
“Good job.”
Master Tianzun calculated that Chulong’s defeat of the red dragon was much quicker than her victory over the innate golden crow.
This indicated that Princess Xiao Jiang’s combat talent was already quite strong.
“Let’s skip class today and take a good rest.”
“But I still have a question I want to ask you.”
Jiang Chulong was genuinely curious but hesitated to speak.
“What is it?”
“The surprise that Brother Li prepared for me, do you know what it is?”
The little princess asked timidly, her curiosity overwhelming her.
Li Mo thought for a moment and said, “It’s something that will allow you to take off the cloth strip without your eyes being harmed by sunlight.”
“Wow!”
Jiang Chulong happily left the little world to go to sleep.
Meanwhile, Li Mo sat at the head of the bed, regulating the nearly overflowing power of the spirit in his acupoints.
The next morning.
Isn’t it strange?
The peaks of Qingyuan Sect outside had begun to melt to varying degrees, and what Elder Hanhe said had some truth to it.
Li Mo got up early—more accurately, he hadn’t slept at all—so he didn’t have to go to Divine Weapon Peak today, but he still went to the kitchen early.
“Are you about to break through again?” Tian Miao raised an eyebrow in surprise as she passed by and stopped.
She was still wondering if she could catch up in the next Hidden Dragon Rankings, especially since she had gained a lot in the Yunmeng Underground Palace.
But now it seemed hopeless.
“Not bad, maybe one day I’ll accidentally break through.”
Li Mo replied casually.
He didn’t mean to show off; he had only genuinely broken through a handful of times.
“Don’t say that outside,” Tian Miao said, clenching her fist.
“Why?”
“It’s easy to get beaten up.”
Li Mo chuckled, seemingly unconcerned as he heated the steamer. “It’s fine; there will be plenty of people wanting to hit me in the future. I won’t mind a few words.”
“You can see your own fate?” Tian Miao was puzzled again; she couldn’t even see Li Mo’s fate.
“No, not really.”
Li Mo shook his head. “Do you think there’s a chance for the ice cube to become the top of the Hundred Flowers Rankings in the future?”
Tian Miao frowned. “Actually, you could just drop the word ‘chance.’”
“Well, that’s right; many people will definitely want to kill me.”
“?”