Chapter 612
**The Little Overlord Who Brings Good Fortune to His Wife**
In the eyes of outsiders, Li Shaoxia was an unparalleled figure, a little overlord whose reputation was unmatched in history. Yet now, he was tongue-tied and serious, and anyone unfamiliar with him would find it hard to imagine he could wear such a face...
“Hey, why are you all just standing here?”
Murong Xiao returned from outside, his expression a mix of confusion and boredom, along with some deep thoughts about life.
“Wait a second, don’t go in yet. Li Mo is eating.”
Shang Qinqing kindly stopped him, after all, he was a little monk’s disciple.
“Just in time, this poor monk is hungry too, so I’ll just…”
“Xiao Bing’er made the food.”
“Ugh…”
Murong Xiao halted in his tracks, turned back with his head down, muttering:
“The abbot said Li brother has great courage and perseverance. It seems he was right.”
Murong Xiao was fortunate; he was called back just before stepping into the backyard.
Huang Donglai was already being beckoned by Tian Xun:
“Hey, you… Li Shaoxia’s friend, you should eat something too.”
“He’s not… not hungry, haha.”
Li Mo said, giving Huang Donglai a knowing glance.
Come on, with his indestructible physique and immunity to poisons, he was now feeling a bit sluggish. How could he let others eat?
Strangely enough, on a normal day, Old Huang would have already vanished without a trace.
“I’ll eat!”
Huang Donglai’s eyes burned with determination.
He looked like a warrior trapped in a desperate situation, ready to fight with everything he had!
Little Li was quite moved: “Old Huang! I’ve been eating a lot lately; one meal isn’t enough for me. I’ve prepared other dishes for you, you just need to…”
“No need for that!”
Huang Donglai took the mixed stew that Tian Xun handed him: “Fortune favors the bold! I can’t spend my life running away!!”
“So this is your… bond?”
Tian Xun scratched her head, puzzled as to why a meal could ignite such passion.
Though a bit confused, the young girl didn’t dwell on it.
“Come on, eat while it’s hot.”
She casually handed a spoon to Huang Donglai.
“…”
He spoke with fervor, but when he looked at the bowl of vibrant stew, more dangerous than the poisons he bought from the Ten Thousand Poisons Valley, he couldn’t help but swallow hard.
But the atmosphere had reached this point.
He gulped it down in one go, and in an instant, it was gone.
Then his vision went dark, and he collapsed to the ground, his head bouncing like a ping-pong ball.
Ying Bing: “?”
Li Mo: “Old Huang, Old Huang…”
He quickly took out a detoxifying pill, the Five Elements Purple Spirit Pill, from his storage, but something felt off.
A dark green light blossomed from Huang Donglai’s brow, and a withering aura spread around him, like autumn winds sweeping away all life.
And within that dark green light, images began to emerge...
“Aren’t those… the ingredients from just now?” Tian Xun was taken aback, as if realizing something significant had occurred.
Ying Bing was momentarily puzzled: “He… broke through to the inner realm?”
“Bing Jie, could it be that the dishes we cooked allowed him to break through his bottleneck and reach a new realm??!”
Tian Xun was excited yet uncertain.
This was no longer just about taste; it was akin to a miraculous elixir!
Legend has it that long ago, a culinary god became famous for this very thing, creating a culinary path that echoed through time, though his recipes have since vanished.
Had she accidentally stumbled upon this path?
“…”
Ying Bing squinted her eyes, it seemed plausible, yet something felt off.
Just then, another powerful wave of inner realm energy surged!
It was still the fourth level of the inner realm!
Indeed, Little Li was worried that this pot of stew might harm the innocent, especially since his grandparents were about to return. So, he closed his eyes and downed the entire pot.
As everyone knew, he was currently lacking in heavenly essence. Though this stew was indescribable, the ingredients were top-notch.
Moreover, it was well-known that the Eight-Nine Profound Art required trials to refine one’s strength, and these trials would make him even stronger...
Thus...
The second level of the inner realm!
“Li Shaoxia has broken through too?” Tian Xun was both happy and a bit confused.
She had originally planned to interview him, but now it seemed unnecessary.
**The Insights of a Genius √**
The inner realms of the two geniuses enveloped the entire Ziyang Mansion, lasting a full hour, leaving countless peers feeling ashamed and introspective, wondering how the little overlord could advance so rapidly.
In a hotpot restaurant on the outskirts of the city.
The sky above the city was interwoven with the fourth level of the inner realm, accompanied by the ominous sight of withering flowers, drawing the attention of many.
Yet two figures remained unmoved.
Yuwen Cuo Jin was enjoying his hotpot, facing an elderly man with a rosy complexion, who always seemed to wear a smile. Dressed in a simple short shirt, he looked like an ordinary cart driver, devouring slices of lamb.
This man was Situ Ding, another deputy leader of the Demon Summoning Sect.
“Li Mo is a prodigy beyond description, treading a path that has never been walked before, yet advancing at such a rapid pace.”
Yuwen Cuo Jin spoke with a sense of awe, though his tone was tinged with darkness.
Though he had escaped the battle in the imperial capital, he was severely weakened, even the path he mastered had been shattered.
“Huang Donglai is also impressive; he has carved out his own path, and his character aligns well with my own. It’s a pity… he cannot be of use to us.”
Situ Ding was more interested in Huang Donglai.
“Li Mo’s circle is not limited to just Huang Donglai.” Yuwen Cuo Jin remarked.
Situ Ding nodded: “This is probably the law of attraction; geniuses tend to draw each other in.”
“With time, if Li Mo and his companions reach a certain level, standing alongside us, I fear no one will be able to contain them!”
“Indeed, we cannot afford to fail this time at Qingyuan Sect!”
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**Chapter 712: The Process Was All Wrong, But the Result Seems Fine**
“You’re awake! How do you feel?”
Li Mo saw Huang Donglai sit up suddenly, as if on the brink of death, but he didn’t fully let his guard down.
This wasn’t a video game; you don’t just level up and recover fully after eating such a large bowl.
“I… broke through to the inner realm?”
Huang Donglai felt his inner world and found little joy in his breakthrough, more a sense of lingering fear from surviving a disaster.
If it hadn’t been for the atmosphere at that moment, he wouldn’t have had the courage to do it again.
“It’s a pity, Huang Shaoxia, you only had one bowl, so you barely broke through to the first level of the inner realm. If you had eaten it all, you might have been just like Li Shaoxia.”
Tian Xun said proudly.
“…”
Huang Donglai thought to himself that if he finished that bowl, he wouldn’t just reach the inner realm; he’d probably ascend directly.
With that in mind, he looked at the pot of stew, wanting to save it for later, in case he encountered someone truly wicked and needed to use this outrageous dish against them.
Huh??
“Why is the pot empty?” Huang Donglai was taken aback.
Tian Xun laughed: “Li Shaoxia drank it all! Who would have thought that he, looking so upright, would eat so unrefinedly?”
She thought it must be because the taste was so good and beneficial for his realm, so it was no wonder he devoured it.
“Li brother, you!” Huang Donglai’s eyes widened in shock.
Little Li stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile tinged with a hint of regret:
“It was just a bit of stew.”
“Oh, well, since Bing Jie has learned how to make it, and there are still some ingredients left, we can have her make it again next time.”
Tian Xun laughed carefree.
Clearly, Huang Shaoxia hadn’t eaten enough, and he hadn’t expected Li Shaoxia to hog it all, especially with such a large appetite.
Li Shaoxia, on the other hand, felt that this was just a small matter for his appetite.
Unbeknownst to them, Tian Xun quietly took out a small notebook and jotted down: ‘Li Shaoxia is a kind and approachable person, without any airs.’
How profound...
Though the process was all wrong, the result seemed to be just fine.
But the astute Ying Bing, observing the two, furrowed her brows, feeling that the bowl of stew might not be what she thought it was.
Even if the heavenly essence was pure, what was the inner realm all about?
“Old Huang, what kind of insights did you use to construct your inner realm?”
“This…”
Huang Donglai glanced at Li Mo, cleared his throat, and said: “Isn’t it almost autumn? The grass withers, and all things decay; it’s the transition from abundance to decline, which is why I had this sudden inspiration.”
Li Mo secretly gave him a thumbs up; as expected of a storyteller, his martial insights flowed effortlessly.
“Show us a move.” Ying Bing had seen the autumn winds’ killing aura in the inner realm, but Huang Donglai’s seemed a bit different.
Huang Donglai couldn’t refuse, so he gently raised his hand and pushed out a palm.
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