It didn’t rain.
But the atmosphere felt awkward.
Li Mo laughed and realized something was off.
The feeling was off.
He was puzzled as he pinched it. It was somewhat high and soft, with extremely good elasticity…
Nine out of ten times, there was something wrong!
Little Li’s gaze shifted uncomfortably downward.
“!”
“This is actually a misunderstanding…” Li Mo’s throat was dry.
Ying Bing’s neck was red, her face expressionless, her eyes distant as if shrouded in mist.
You say, I listen.
“Cough…”
Li Mo felt uneasy under her gaze.
He now considered whether he could still stay at the Qiushui Pavilion.
From now on, his eyes would surely never close again when sleeping. When he closes them, they will open forever, wide open like a copper bell.
“Just… the technique is near perfection, four nine, one retreat.”
“The one just now… was just that.”
Little Li didn’t know if Ice Chunk would believe this explanation.
He was truly just too focused on his practice!
And he never expected that Ice Chunk’s flaw would be a broken b*tt…
Ying Bing’s jade-like face became even colder.
The atmosphere became even quieter; she didn’t say much more.
Instead, she took out a large-headed doll from her bosom.
Hmm?
Li Mo was stunned. Why did this doll look familiar?
Creak—
Ice Chunk twisted the doll’s head off with considerable force.
Li Mo: “!”
Why did he suddenly feel a chill in his neck, and even a phantom pain?
Could this be a small doll made with his hair to torment him?
But quickly, he saw Ice Chunk put Tian Shuang’s sword inside and then take out a ruler.
“It turns out this is a musty object…”
“Again.”
“Hmm?”
A drop of cold sweat fell down Li Mo’s back.
But he saw Ying Bing coldly say:
“Just now, I lost. The prize I promised you, think about what you want.”
“Now, let’s go again.”
“Again?!”
Before Little Li could agree, the ruler came crashing down.
Strange.
This time, Ying Bing’s sword, that ‘one’, was gone, and it came even more powerfully and fiercely.
Even if he used Dugu Nine Swords, he couldn’t find an opening; at least, not at the beginner level.
So.
For the next hour.
Little Li’s buttocks were subjected to a storm of beatings.
Slap—
Slap—
Slap—
“What’s the commotion in the morning?”
Shang Wu peered out from upstairs.
Seeing the scene in the courtyard, her drowsy face suddenly woke up.
She scratched the back of her head and yawned:
“What new game is this…”
…
Not long after, the sparring ended.
Ying Bing put away the ruler and returned to her room.
Li Mo wanted to sit on the recliner, but Ice Chunk’s ruler had pierced through, leaving no visible injury but causing pain upon contact.
Sigh.
In terms of swordsmanship, there’s still a big gap between him and the destined woman.
Although among his peers, he was already quite strong.
Then, what happened before? How did she suddenly have such a noticeable flaw?
Was it intentional?
And…
He was so focused on using the newly learned Dugu Nine Swords, how could he endure this?
Then he got carried away.
“Yesterday she was helping me wash my back, now she must be angry…”
Li Mo felt a headache.
Ice Chunk was his top investor.
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Simple and concise.
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Jin Zhu Sister is essentially this.
What should I do?
“Ice Chunk doesn’t have many things she likes,” Li Mo scratched his head, genuinely troubled.
At this moment.
A system prompt suddenly rang:
【Congratulations, Host! You’ve successfully invested in ‘Ying Bing’, making her realize the shortcomings in her sword techniques.]
【Investment Feedback: A drop of Primordial Frost Dew】
【Primordial Frost Dew】: “The oldest ice essence in the world, gathered into a single drop after ten thousand years, is called Primordial Frost Dew. It is the holy elixir for nurturing the Consciousness Soul!”
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On the other side.
After closing the door, Ying Bing slowly sat down beside the Cold Marrow Jade Bed.
As soon as she touched it, the place that had been hit earlier felt a tingling sensation surge in her heart.
Ying Bing finally couldn’t hold back the breath she had been holding.
“Huh…”
She wanted to completely erase the scene from her mind!
Yet, another system prompt popped up:
【Congratulations, Host! Your reward has been claimed!】
“Hmph…”
Ying Bing pursed her lips and forcefully swept away her sleeve.
Only then did the annoying words disappear.
After catching her breath, the strange feeling in her heart gradually subsided.
Every time her ranking was below Li Mo’s, not only was there the punishment for losing, but also this inexplicable reward!
She absolutely cannot lose!
Actually, Ying Bing still doesn’t know how Li Mo ranked above her last time.
“Why did he suddenly… defeat me?”
“His swordsmanship suddenly became strange.”
“Is it because he crossed the threshold of the technique?”
Thoughts surged in Ying Bing’s eyes.
She recalled for a moment and shook her head.
No, that’s not right.
He did cross the threshold, but only that threshold.
Later, without external influences, he wouldn’t have the chance to use that strange sword technique.
Hammer hasn’t seen him practicing recently, so why is that?
The reason couldn’t be figured out for a while.
“All I can do is make myself stronger.”
Ying Bing took a deep breath.
After all, The Divine Thunder Heart Sword is a divine technique, profound and vast, representing the highest level of martial arts in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
She couldn’t possibly master it with just a shallow attempt; continuous verification and practice were necessary.
Just now…
After sparring with Li Mo, she found some of her own shortcomings.
“My first move still lacks fluidity…”
Ying Bing recalled.
When she summarized her recent experience,
she inevitably thought of Li Mo’s final sword, which couldn’t be called a proper sword move…
Those scenes and feelings she wanted to dispel kept reappearing in her mind…
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In the following days.
Little Li’s life became simpler.
Observing the spirit, tempering the Consciousness Soul, practicing the sword.
Since that day, Ice Chunk’s ruler hadn’t left his buttocks unscathed.
Of course, there were exceptions.
His Dugu Nine Swords were progressing toward initial maturity.
One day.
Li Mo sank his consciousness into his dantian.
Under the illumination of the mystic orb, the little figure formed by his Consciousness Soul had complex divine patterns flickering.
These were carved bit by bit after he observed the spirit.
In just a few days, the opened acupoints were thoroughly stabilized!
This was largely due to the daily drop of Primordial Frost Dew and the Ascension Diagram of the Phoenix Sky Empress.
“Everyone’s Consciousness Soul can bear different forms and spirits.”
“Ice Chunk doesn’t just observe one form.”
“I wonder what other divine forms I’ll gain in the future.”
Li Mo sighed softly.
Not long after, the door of the Qiushui Pavilion was knocked.
It was a few people who weren’t unexpected visitors.
“Junior Brother Li, we’re setting off for Yunzhou.”
