Chapter 413
As everyone knows, he was just about to embrace the fragrant, soft ice lump for a dual cultivation session.
But the moment Qin Yuzhi arrived, Ying Bing instinctively submerged her head beneath the water's surface. After all, if Qin Yuzhi caught sight of this scene, she would surely intrude into their dreams uninvited.
As everyone knows.
Water has its perks.
In truth, with Ying Bing's level of cultivation and martial arts prowess, there were a thousand ways to counteract such perks, but in her haste, she chose the most primitive one.
To grasp something with her icy, delicate hand.
And indeed, she twisted and pinched.
Glub, glub—
The ice lump floated to the surface, and she tried to maintain a cool, aloof expression, but her face resembled a rosy cloud at sunset.
Was she afraid the current was too strong and would sweep her away? Or was it that in moments of awkwardness, one tends to curl up unconsciously?
“!”
Li Mo's eyes widened, his mouth agape.
He silently watched the ice lump, but all he could see was the flawless profile of the cold fairy, who had also momentarily stopped breathing.
“Sister,”
“Okay.”
The tranquility in Ying Bing's eyes momentarily flickered, and the warmth in her palm became palpable.
She quickly tucked her hand behind her back.
At that moment, a sudden notification chimed in her ear:
【Congratulations, host, you have completed the sparring session.】
“?”
【Unfortunately, no one was injured, no blood was shed, and no lives were lost during this sparring.】
Ying Bing's mind was in a whirl, and she began to doubt.
What if one day, the system really issued a punishment that would lead to casualties?
P.S.: The little author was sweating profusely while writing, fearing the audience would be displeased, yet also worried they might have nothing to read.
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Chapter 457: What’s So Fun About Legs?
In the hot spring, the mist swirled, painting the shape of the moonlight.
The cold fairy's hair and skin glistened, so close it felt like a shy moon within reach, and her attire conformed to the customs of the Southern Wilderness—cool and pure.
“What are you staring at me for?”
“To make sure your outfit isn’t wasted.”
“Then why are you covering your nose?”
“The mosquitoes in the Southern Wilderness seem to be poisonous... Hiss, could that be some kind of extremely powerful disaster beast?”
Little Li spoke with a tone as firm as a hammer forged from steel.
He believed his will should be just as steadfast.
But unfortunately, that was just an illusion.
What lay beneath the bathrobe was still a mystery to him, but the long legs beneath it were clearly thinner than the sheerest cloud fabric.
Who could withstand that?
Even Ultraman would have to flash his warning light!
“Hands...”
“They have their own thoughts.”
Little Li sat at the edge of the pool, wrapping his arms around the ice lump, feeling the fragrant, soft chill that seemed even more pronounced than the original scent of the misty flower spring—pure and serene.
To be honest, Little Li felt he was quite restrained.
If he truly embraced her, he would become a bit more honest.
Because he felt a sense of unreality.
He had held her before, but this situation was indeed a first.
Second on the Hundred Flowers Ranking, and still in the shadow of the first place's questionable worth, she was an existence that countless young talents could only aspire to, as mysterious and cool as the moon in the water.
And now, he had pulled her up.
Her oval face was still flushed, her body soft, and after a gentle movement, she blushed and surrendered, like a boneless creature, resting in his embrace, her delicate hands around his neck.
“Bing, you’re not as cold today.”
“Maybe it’s because I’ve been tempering my body...”
“Really, sister?”
“Because... you’re very warm.”
Ying Bing lowered her gaze, her forehead pressed against his heated chest.
The Empress Palace Master was in a muddle.
What kind of person was she in the eyes of her disciples and everyone in the world? She had seen the way others looked at her.
Whether male or female, it made no difference.
It was the same awe and fear.
But she never expected that one day she would be lying against a warm, heated chest, listening to a strong heartbeat, unwilling to think of anything else.
For the first time, Ying Bing experienced this feeling and was surprised to find...
She didn’t dislike it at all; in fact, she wanted to stay a little longer.
Hmm, this was to maintain her self, to prevent Ying Huang from finding an opportunity...
“Bing, tempering your body must be tough, right?”
Li Mo's voice broke through her thoughts, and then the Yin-Yang intent lit up.
If they didn’t dual cultivate soon, the moon would be gone!
“It is a bit.”
In the past, the ice lump would have said it was nothing.
“Why did you suddenly start tempering your body?”
“I’m going to the Imperial Capital soon; it’s always good to be stronger. I don’t want to lose.”
Ying Bing ultimately didn’t elaborate further.
Li Mo... probably wouldn’t understand what the system was like.
And this time, it wasn’t just about surpassing him.
The first of the Hidden Dragon, Jiang Yu, and the second, Xie Xuan, were both capable of shining in an era, and she had defeated them in her previous life at the age of nineteen.
Now, whether she had a hundred percent certainty was still uncertain.
During the time leading to the Imperial Capital, she would strive to reach the Nine Apertures of Observing the Divine, along with tempering her physique.
She aimed to maximize her chances of success.
“Oh, right, half of the Tianhuang Domain is still in the Imperial Capital.”
Li Mo felt it was time to shift his focus; otherwise, soaking in the hot spring was making him a bit nauseous.
“Is there a chance that the first place in the Hidden Dragon Conference could reward the other half of the Tianhuang Domain?”
“Impossible.”
Ying Bing shot him a glance, bemused by his fanciful thinking, and said:
“The top three only have the chance to enter the Tianren City; it’s not guaranteed they’ll even get to touch the essence of the Tianhuang Domain.”
“Hmm, for the top three... it should be doable.”
Li Mo spoke without a second thought.
Ying Bing, looking up at him from his embrace, knew he had made some kind of decision.
He wanted to be in the top three to help her obtain the Tianhuang Domain.
Clearly, it was a difficult task, yet he didn’t even take a second to think before deciding.
“So, we need to be extra serious during this time; our opponents will be all the young talents across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!”
Little Li spoke with great enthusiasm, his voice resonating.
Ying Bing paused for a moment, her serene gaze softening as she echoed his words:
“Let’s work hard together.”
“Alright! Then let’s start the massage.” Little Li, eager to get started, was itching to begin.
“?”
Li Mo’s expression was serious as he wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth:
“After tempering your body, you have to relax a bit.”
“Massage can relieve fatigue, prevent injuries, and reinforce the effects of body tempering. It has many benefits; I’m a professional, you can trust me.”
“Li Mo, what’s so fun about legs?”
The tranquility in Ying Bing’s eyes was slightly disturbed.
“Sister, that’s not right. Clearly, there’s so much you can do... No, wait, what do you mean by ‘do’? Please don’t insult my character and professional ethics.”
Little Li grabbed the silky, long, water-clinging cloud fabric!
In an instant... oh no, he began to knead it slowly.
So, “Harmonizing Yin and Yang” truly was an excellent martial art, with remarkable dual cultivation effects.
And it seemed that the more crooked the path taken, the better the results.
Of course, this was only under the maintenance of celestial spiritual energy, which prevented Li Mo from turning this method into something sinister.
But alas, joyful times are always fleeting.
The next day, he had to visit the main peak hall; before leaving Qingyuan Sect, the elders had matters to discuss.
So, just before dawn.
Li Mo reached out and carried the ice lump back to her room, even kindly covering her with a blanket. Just look at how dedicated he was as a technician.
Then he dove into his little world.
Little Li was feeling quite fiery today, so he engaged in various extreme forms of combat, completing his divine intent training.
An hour later.
He sat in the Yin-Yang dojo, examining himself.
“Bing and I both need to make it into the top three of the Hidden Dragon.”
“That means at least one of Xie Xuan or Jiang Yu has to be pushed out.”
“Before that, if I can defeat the Great Sage’s projection, my chances will be... a thousand percent!”
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The next morning, the sky brightened.
Early on, the elders gathered in the main peak hall (except for Shang Wu), and even a Supreme Elder—Qin Yuzhi—was present.
Qin Yuzhi wore a face that suggested she was reluctantly on duty, her head bowed in deep thought.
Something felt off.
Last night, during her sleepwalking, why hadn’t she seen the dreamlike shadows of Little Bing and Li Mo?
Had they both not slept?
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