Chapter 628
“Thank you all for coming from afar. I’d like to propose a toast to you.”
“Li Shaoxia, you have a generous heart. On this joyous occasion, I sincerely celebrate with you. Come, let me toast you!”
At that moment, Mo Chaozong stood up, holding two flasks of wine.
The others were puzzled, thinking that Mo Chaozong was magnanimous and didn’t mind that Lingxi Sect couldn’t become the dominant sect in Zhenzhou.
“Didn’t expect him to be so ugly, but he’s actually quite nice...”
“.....” Mo Chaozong’s face twitched, but he still offered the wine flask.
The eyes of the members from the Demon Sect and Lingxi Sect also turned toward him.
“This...” Li Mo could guess with his toes what was in that wine.
What else could it be besides double the Hehuan San (合欢散, a type of aphrodisiac)?
Seeing Li Mo hesitate, Mo Chaozong laughed nonchalantly and drank from the flask he had just offered to Li Mo, saying, “Now you can relax, right, Li Shaoxia?”
“Not really. I was just a bit dazed from the alcohol.”
Li Mo had no choice but to take the wine.
Could it be that Mo Chaozong had truly spiked the second flask with Hehuan San?
No, that didn’t seem right...
The Tianming Shenyan (天命神眼, a divine eye that reveals information) flashed with information, revealing in Mo Chaozong’s recent experiences:
‘Affected by double Hehuan San, he prepared two flasks of wine. To gain the host’s trust, he spiked both flasks in advance.’
Li Mo: “......”
You’re quite ruthless; I can’t refuse this drink now.
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**Chapter 732: Purely Cultivating**
“Take a good look; this man is called Xiao Li. Just now, he reluctantly drank the medicinal wine laced with double Hehuan San.”
To be honest, he had to admit he overestimated his own constitution.
Invulnerable to poison? That was utterly useless against this stuff. As soon as the wine hit his stomach, it felt like fire was burning beneath his dantian.
But as everyone knew, Li Shaoxia had quite a bit of experience with surges of yang energy, even earning the nickname Li Huowang (李火旺, meaning "Li the Fiery").
“How does it feel, Li Shaoxia?”
Seeing his face flush with blood, Mo Chaozong squinted and asked.
“Good wine; it’s making me feel a bit tipsy.”
Li Mo exhaled heavily, and it wasn’t entirely an act.
He excused himself with a polite gesture and quickly left the table, as if something were chasing him from behind.
“Ha... heh heh heh, looks like it’s working well.”
A hint of a secretive smile appeared on Mo Chaozong’s face.
“What about the disciples who prepared this? This guy is quite a talent; even Li Mo can’t handle the effects.”
Yu Wen Cuojin nodded in satisfaction, ready to say more, but suddenly his expression stiffened, a flash of killing intent in his eyes.
Si Tu Ding squinted and said, “This stuff might even have a three-part effect on those with a law body.”
As soon as he spoke, everyone’s gaze turned to Mo Chaozong, and they instinctively moved a bit farther away from him.
“Mo Men Zhu, how are you feeling now?”
“I... heh, my realm is profound, and I practice incantations. What kind of scene haven’t I seen? This backlash isn’t a big deal.”
Mo Chaozong sneered, completely unconcerned.
“I believe what you say, but why is your hand on my backside?”
If it weren’t for the crowd, Yu Wen Cuojin might have slapped Mo Chaozong right then and there.
“!?”
Mo Chaozong was taken aback. How did his hand suddenly develop a mind of its own?
No, wait, it seemed like it wasn’t just his hand...
Even more disturbingly, he found himself thinking that Yu Wen Cuojin, this great demon, still had a certain charm, and even the fierce beasts brought by other sects looked quite handsome...
The members of the Demon Sect quickly distanced themselves from him.
“Could this really have an effect on those at the sixth realm?”
“Where’s the brother who concocted this? Hurry up and get me some too... Uh, didn’t he leave an antidote?”
“What should we do now? Should the brothers from the Yin Yang Hall compromise and turn into women to help Mo Men Zhu with the antidote?”
The table of the Demon Sect fell into a bit of chaos.
Fortunately, after a few rounds of drinks, many were already quite tipsy. For instance, the muscle-bound men from Gang Doumen were wrestling; Elder Xu from Hengyun Sword City was having a duel with an elder from the Sword Manor; and Shang Wu was drinking and playing mahjong, raking in a fortune thanks to Shang Li’s luck, his loud voice echoing for miles.
The elders were also relaxed, drinking heartily.
So, no one noticed their unusual behavior.
There was also some good news.
“Hmph... Qingyuan Sect is quite lax right now. This operation might be easier than we thought.”
“Don’t rush; let’s catch Li Mo first.”
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**At another table.**
“Old Huang, give me the antidote quickly.”
Li Mo rushed over to Huang Donglai, feeling increasingly uneasy.
“Li... Li Xiong?”
Huang Donglai was startled by his sudden movement and instantly realized what Li Mo had just drunk.
But he paused and said solemnly, “Li Xiong, you’ve known me long enough. The things I concoct don’t come with an antidote... You should have known that when you drank it.”
“I didn’t expect it to work this well.”
“Eh?”
Huang Donglai frowned, scrutinizing Li Mo more seriously.
“Li Xiong, I understand now. Your yang energy is usually quite abundant and hasn’t been depleted, so it’s now on the verge of exploding. The double Hehuan San is just a trigger, and now there are only two ways to deal with it.”
“The first is to find someone to fight. The second is... eh?”
Before Huang Donglai could finish, he suddenly noticed that Li Mo had vanished.
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The Qiushui Pavilion had been completely transformed, no longer resembling its original simple appearance, now filled with festive colors.
“Bing Tuzi is waiting for me in the bridal chamber, wearing her bridal veil.”
Li Mo stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a proper gentleman.
And this time, he didn’t have to sneak around; it was all above board.
It was just that the timing was a bit off.
Damn the Demon Sect; why did they have to show up now?
Little Li completely forgot how the engagement banquet had turned into a wedding. If the members of the Demon Sect heard his thoughts, they would surely scold him for forgetting his roots.
He took a deep breath and confidently pushed open the door.
By the dim light of the bedside, Ying Bing’s red gown shimmered softly, and he wondered if her stunning face beneath the veil was tinged with the flush of tipsiness.
It truly was.
Because although she hadn’t moved, the sound of her heartbeat was a bit loud.
At this moment, she was completely oblivious to the system reminding her that it was time to rank.
Li Mo quietly sat beside her, “Tonight is very dangerous. We need to be prepared. If the Demon Sect makes a move, we must be ready to respond at any moment. But before that, we need to pretend that everything is normal...”
“Then come up here.”
Ying Bing patted the pillow beside her.
Li Mo: “!”
He was quite familiar with that gesture; it was how they first cultivated together, when Bing Tuzi had also patted the bed for him to join her.
But back then, she had been cold as a deity, her gaze like cold jade, as if completing some task, devoid of any earthly warmth.
At that time, having Bing Tuzi assist him in his cultivation was purely about cultivation.
But now?
Li Mo didn’t lie down; instead, he bent over and sat there, feeling the fire in his dantian silently surge to his heart, making the urge to lift the veil and take a look grow wildly.
But...
What would happen if he saw Bing Tuzi’s face now? He didn’t dare to think.
“Why aren’t you lying down?”
“If I lie down...”
“Before the veil is lifted, I can’t see anything, not even your treasures.”
Ying Bing’s soft voice floated from beneath the veil.
“Really can’t see anything?” Li Mo asked, a bit confused.
He waved his hand in front of Ying Bing’s eyes.
“Hmm...”
Ying Bing, peering through the veil, met his somewhat wise gaze and nodded.
So, Li Mo, keeping his composure, placed his hand on the pair of sea silk stockings he hadn’t found today. Luckily, Bing Tuzi hadn’t made him search for them; otherwise, he really wouldn’t have found them.
After all, he couldn’t just go searching inside her skirt.
Ying Bing: “?”
Come on, she couldn’t see; she wasn’t a vegetable, so she had no sensation.
She wasn’t some silly girl...
“Childish...” she murmured, her eyelashes fluttering.
“Today, you can’t call me childish.” Li Mo said in a muffled voice.
“Before the veil is lifted, it’s all fair game.”
“?”
What’s with this ice princess? Why is she playing with fire? Isn’t this supposed to be purely about cultivation?
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**Chapter 733: He Didn’t Use the Law of Heaven and Earth, Did He?**
“......”
Little Li remained silent, reaching for the edge of the veil.
“Your hand seems to have a mind of its own now.”
Li Mo’s lips twitched: “This time, it’s a thought in my head.”
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