Chapter 586
The stock is used up; if it comes to that, I can always buy more later.
With that thought, he took out a Sun Xuanjing (Sun Crystal) and was about to draw its essence into his body when he hesitated and instead pulled out a Taiyin Xuanjing (Moon Crystal).
...
The next morning, Li Mo pushed open the door to the courtyard, stretched lazily, and walked into the kitchen. After absorbing two types of heavenly materials that carried foreign energies throughout the night, his aura had deepened slightly. It was no longer the strong presence typical of someone in the Fourth Realm; instead, it felt more like an ordinary person.
This was partly because his inner world was independent of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Moreover, it was due to his physique and the Ba Jiu Xuan Gong (Eight-Nine Profound Art).
With the help of the Xuan Gong, he could sense the various energies flowing through the air, such as the spiritual energy of the mountains and the life-and-death essence of autumn cicadas...
“Hmm? Where’s the Sun Essence?”
Li Mo looked up at the sky. Three suns had already risen above the horizon, and the eastern sky was ablaze with a fiery red hue.
With such intense sunlight from the three suns, one would expect the Sun Essence to be abundant, yet he couldn’t feel even a trace of it in the world around him.
“No wonder with three great suns, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths aren’t in perpetual drought.”
Li Mo speculated that perhaps there were powerful beings in Da Yu (Great Yu) who restricted the flow of Sun Essence.
He didn’t dwell on it and dove into the kitchen.
Today, the King of Zhen Nan (Southern Town) was returning to the imperial capital to report back, and he, along with the elders of Qing Yuan Sect, would be seeing him off.
“Waaah...”
“Stop crying, you little brat; it’s so annoying!”
“Boohoo!!!”
“Not a brat, not a brat! Here, let me toast you a drink. Can I call you ‘bro’ from now on?”
“Arghhh...”
“?”
Hearing the cries from outside, Li Mo put down the spatula and peeked out.
In the courtyard, a girl with two braids, dressed in clothes that clearly didn’t belong to this era, was crying like a little beast.
Shang Wu sat beside her, holding her forehead with a look of utter despair.
“Whose daughter is this? She’s quite cute.”
“My little brother, Shang Li.”
“??”
...
**Chapter 678: The Atmosphere is Quite Unorthodox**
**[Name: Shang Li]**
**[Age: 7]**
**[Root Bone: Hongyun Yulong Body (Fortunate Fish-Dragon Body)]**
**[Realm: None.]**
**[Destiny: Gold (Extremely good luck, destined for royalty, but fortune and misfortune are intertwined.)]**
**[Evaluation: The last prince of the Great Shang, who has slept for thousands of years in the life-and-death cycle beneath Qing Yuan, blessed by the national fortune, with extraordinary luck.]**
**[Recent Encounter: Awakened half a year ago, only breaking free from the life-and-death cycle after the national fortune disappeared.]**
Li Mo was taken aback after reading this, his expression one of shock.
He looked at the unusually beautiful Shang Li.
“Is he really your brother?”
“He’s just a bit cute; if you punch him, he’ll cry for a long time.”
Shang Wu ruffled his hair, making it a mess.
It was indeed hard to distinguish between little boys and girls in the Great Shang, especially before the age of twelve when their clothing and hairstyles were quite similar.
Moreover, Shang Li had likely not just awakened from beneath Qing Yuan; he had probably been lying in a coffin for a while, looking quite pitiful.
“Are you hungry?”
With that, Li Mo decided to let the child eat first.
“Thank you...” Shang Li thought this big brother looked like a good person, so he stopped crying and took the tangyuan (sweet rice balls) to eat.
Before long, Qin Yuzhi and Shang Qinqing also woke up.
“Hey, Xiao Mo, is this your daughter? She’s quite adorable.”
Shang Qinqing came over and pinched Shang Li’s cheek.
Qin Yuzhi scratched her head, “Am I still half-asleep? When did these kids grow so big...”
“This is Shang Wu’s little brother,” Li Mo said, his mouth twitching.
It wasn’t because he was misunderstood as having a child.
Look at this courtyard: the former head of the Great Shang’s national religion, the former princess of the Great Shang, the former deity in charge of marriage, and now even a prince has appeared.
If he were to acknowledge this fatherhood, breakfast could instantly turn into a morning court session.
“Shang Wu’s brother?” Qin Yuzhi pondered, “Then doesn’t that mean you have to call him ‘uncle’?”
Li Mo: “.....”
That didn’t seem to pose any problem.
Looking at the seven-year-old little bean, he couldn’t help but recall his own little uncle who used to suck on a milk bottle during the New Year back in his village.
“Master, how do you plan to arrange for Shang Li?” Li Mo cleared his throat and asked.
“Oh, I’ve long since wanted to step down from the position of Peak Master. I’ll tell the elders later that this position should go to Shang Li, and, hmm, the position of the Crown Prince for Elder Han He will be canceled.”
As she spoke, Shang Wu patted Shang Li’s shoulder, causing the child to tremble slightly.
“This...”
Li Mo felt it was unnecessary to ask his master further and shook his head, “He’s so young; he hasn’t even reached the age to enter the sect. It’s better for him to stay at Qiu Shui Pavilion for now.”
His reasoning was simple: the national fortune of the Great Shang was now tied to him, and he owed the previous dynasty a great favor.
Moreover, he couldn’t just abandon Shang Wu’s family.
Staying at Qiu Shui Pavilion would also be good for when it came time to marry Ice Dumpling; he could at least say a few words of blessing.
Upon hearing this, Shang Li finally smiled, “Brother is a good person; I’ll listen to brother.”
Perhaps because Li Mo had absorbed the national fortune, the little bean felt an innate closeness to him.
Li Mo smiled and ruffled his hair, “When it’s just the two of us, you can call me ‘uncle’ too.”
Shang Wu raised an eyebrow.
Where did this reasoning come from?
Was she perhaps a bit too good at teaching Li Mo?
At that moment, light footsteps could be heard coming from upstairs.
“That sister is so pretty.”
Shang Li imitated what he saw, looking up at Ying Bing, who had just come down from upstairs, and asked, “Is that my aunt?”
Qin Yuzhi and Shang Qinqing exchanged glances and gave Shang Li a thumbs up. Look, this is the excellent bloodline of the Great Shang royal family; with just a little effort, he’s already paving the way. Shang Wu was purely an accident.
Ying Bing, who initially didn’t know who this little bean was, now understood.
She thought for a moment and took out a martial arts manual from her big-headed doll, as if presenting a gift to a junior.
Shang Wu: “?”
Shang Qinqing: “Hahaha....”
Qin Yuzhi whispered, “Qin Qing, by generation, you and Shang Wu are of the same generation.”
“.....”
Before long, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of Qiu Shui Pavilion. He intended to step inside but suddenly paused, feeling that something was off.
So he stood at the door and waved to Li Mo.
“Uncle Zhong, why don’t you come in and sit?”
“Uh... maybe not.”
The King of Zhen Nan shook his head, feeling that the atmosphere in Qiu Shui Pavilion was somewhat unorthodox.
“Since I’m heading to the main peak anyway, I won’t disturb you. Have the dates on the imperial edict been filled in?”
“It’s right here.”
Li Mo took out the imperial edict from his pocket and handed it to the King of Zhen Nan.
“During the New Year...”
The King of Zhen Nan glanced at it, pondering for a moment, “That works. The New Year is a time of double happiness, and there’s enough time to prepare.”
“Details still need to be discussed with the various peak masters of Qing Yuan Sect. Let’s go.”
As he spoke, he handed the edict to his personal guard.
Li Mo nodded, and Ying Bing also stepped out, following closely behind him, naturally placing her delicate hand in his.
The summer sun made the already lush vegetation around Qiu Shui Pavilion even more exuberant.
Turning to look at her, her serene and cool face couldn’t hide a hint of nervousness, the ripples in her eyes stirring without wind.
She had her own struggles too.
Li Mo tightened his grip on her hand.
Ying Bing instinctively looked up and saw the seriousness in his brow, suddenly feeling that this childish boy wasn’t so childish after all; he seemed quite reliable.
**Dan Ding Peak.**
“Master, we’re going to be late!”
Tang Xiaobao dashed into the alchemy room.
Xue Jing had been working tirelessly day and night, researching the effects of that divine pill, and it was now at a critical juncture.
The disciples dared not disturb him, except for the oblivious Tang Xiaobao.
He rushed into the alchemy room and saw a figure standing before the alchemy pool, gazing at the pill that was surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, floating in mid-air, exuding an otherworldly aura.
“That’s not right... how could it be like this...”
Xue Jing muttered to himself, looking shocked and bewildered.
Tang Xiaobao curiously asked, “Master, have you finally figured out the effects of the divine pill?”
“Hmm... but I don’t know if it’s right or wrong.”
Xue Jing’s expression was complex and incredulous.
Tang Xiaobao couldn’t believe that even his master showed such a look. This was crucial for whether he could advance further; what secrets lay within this divine pill?
“What’s the divine effect of the pill?” Tang Xiaobao asked eagerly.
**Chapter 679: He Seems Quite Certain He’ll Have Twins**
“Li Shidi (Junior Brother Li), it’s a good thing you didn’t rashly consume that divine pill; otherwise, the consequences would have been dire. Master has already analyzed its effects!”
At Qing Yuan Main Peak, Li Mo was holding Ice Dumpling when he unexpectedly ran into Tang Xiaobao and Xue Jing.
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