“Massage mastery…”
“Massage chair?”
Ying Bing’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her phoenix eyes narrowing.
It was visibly noticeable that the smile on her jade-like face faded, transitioning seamlessly to one as cold as ice, as pure and ethereal as a celestial being.
Ke Mo:
He felt that the heart lake of Ice Chunk, as clear and bright as a flawless jade, seemed to have produced some slight ripples at this moment.
Did he rub his kidneys or something?
He didn’t say anything though.
Isn’t it just a massage… Speaking of massage, Little Ke couldn’t help but think of “Plucking Flowers Finger Technique.”
Cough, there seemed to be some techniques in it that truly made one blush when recalled.
For example, Skillful Needle Through Fabric… Orchid Brushing Jade… Two Dragons Snatching Pearl…
Just as he was thinking about this, her gentle voice came from beside him:
“Now….. it hasn’t ended yet.”
Referring to the second level of “Phoenix Singing in the Heavenly Marsh.”
Spiritual communication might not allow them to know what the other was thinking, at least not at this stage; they could only vaguely sense the other’s emotional fluctuations.
But this vague sense was enough.
“…”
The girl’s gaze seemed to say ‘I hear your sophistry.’
This made Ke Mo suddenly feel like ‘they’re all back, everything is back to normal.’
“Just, it’s a master technique… Look at how Phoenix Singing in the Heavenly Marsh can also be used as a dual cultivation technique…”
Bang—
The wooden door slammed shut.
“I’m going to the Sword City tomorrow to lecture, I need to rest.”
“You should go to sleep early too.”
Ice Chunk’s voice came through the door.
“Alright.”
Little Ke sighed helplessly.
In the future, when using the second level of Phoenix Singing in the Heavenly Marsh, one must be careful and cautious.
Although he was a gentleman, he was still a man after all; his thoughts might inevitably wander and become somewhat lewd…
This was quite normal; everyone has various emotions and distracting thoughts in their hearts, even Ice Chunk might occasionally experience fluctuations in her heart lake.
Even if you only think of two taels in your heart, once known by others, it would take a thousand catties to stop it…
Cough, thinking too deeply!
Ke Mo returned to his room. He still had to give Little Jiang a lesson, and then he needed to conserve his energy.
Copying strange rocks was an extremely mentally exhausting task.
He pushed open the door and returned to his room.
“As I was saying, sometimes feeling Ice Chunk’s icy-cold demeanor is actually more normal…”
…
The next day.
Yunzhou usually entered autumn earlier than other places.
In spring and autumn, it was often shrouded in mist and clouds, adding a touch of ethereal mystery to this land.
“No wonder it used to be a place where swordsmen thrived.”
As Ke Mo stepped out of the door, he saw Senior Brother Ouyang holding his head, sitting there in disbelief.
The smell of alcohol permeated the air.
“How much did he drink?”
“Ouyang has fallen in love.”
Shen Yunfei lowered his voice.
“Huh? How so?”
Ke Mo was stunned.
When did Senior Brother Ouyang ever fall in love?
Isn’t he into art? It’s well-known that artists’ romantic lives are usually not smooth.
Shen Yunfei continued:
“What happened next was more complicated.”
“The two talked more and felt that the other was a kindred spirit. The beautiful woman said that Senior Brother Ouyang’s paintings were exquisite, and he was even the artist behind ‘The Tyrant Empress Falls in Love with Me.’ She proposed that Senior Brother Ouyang paint a portrait for her.”
“Who knew that Senior Brother Ouyang would be robbed of his love!”
“Robbed of his love?!”
Little Ke’s expression turned serious.
Although Senior Brother Ouyang was somewhat greedy and had a lot of yellowish trash in his mind, and his martial arts were a bit weak, overall, he was a good person.
Besides, wouldn’t the person bullying Senior Brother Ouyang know that he is from the Qingyuan Sect?
“Unfortunately, the person who robbed him of his love is someone Senior Brother Ouyang can’t do anything about.”
Shen Yunfei’s expression was strange.
Ke Mo waved his hand seriously,
“Even though our senior members aren’t here, I still have some influence in the Hengyun Sword City!”
Ke Mo walked behind Ouyang and patted his shoulder.
“Spiritual brother, cheer up. We won’t lose face. Tell me who that person is, speak boldly.”
Ouyang raised his head.
Seeing the serious face in front of him, his mask of pain became even more painful.
He raised his finger…
“Huh?”
Li Mo realized that Senior Brother Ouyang was pointing at him.
Could it be that he hadn’t sobered up yet?
Little Li moved to the left.
Ouyang’s finger also moved.
Little Li moved to the right again.
Ouyang’s finger followed.
Li Mo: “?”
Why is it locked like this?
“Junior Brother Li.”
Shen Yunfei sighed, hesitated, and said,
“The woman not only wants a portrait, but also wants Senior Brother Ouyang to resume his old profession.”
Resume his old profession?
Everyone knows that Senior Brother Ouyang’s old profession is…
“Men and women’s quarrels are between Jiang Chen and his people.”
Li Mo: “……”
So she wants a painter to draw a doujinshi of the woman he likes and himself? This can only be described as extremely self-centered…
Thinking about it makes one ache, it’s too painful.
After a moment of silence.
He comforted him, “Artists’ romantic lives are usually not smooth. The more failures they have in love, the better they become at painting.”
“You will definitely become a famous painter known throughout the world, recorded in history.”
With the words of the Heavenly Eye of Fate, it is definitely settled.
Senior Brother Ouyang cried out loudly.
It was clear that he was really heartbroken.
Everyone: “….”
Junior Brother, you sure know how to comfort people.
Li Mo felt awkward and a bit puzzled, “Something’s not right. Senior Brother seems overly heartbroken.”
Shen Yunfei and Xu Zhiqing exchanged glances, wondering if it wasn’t because of you?
To be safe.
Li Mo activated his Heavenly Eye of Fate and looked over.
Then his eyebrows lifted.
[Name: Ouyang]
[Age: 27]
[Talent: Master Painter.]
[Realm: Guan Shen Fourth Aperture.]
[Fate: Blue Purple]
[Evaluation: Extremely talented in painting women, earned a fortune from ‘The Tyrant Empress Falls in Love with Me,’ no longer lacking money. After being hurt by love, he reflected deeply and made great progress in his painting skills.]
[Recent Encounter: Encountered a female fan disguised as Yin Mianmian and fell under her spell, crying uncontrollably.]
Is Yin Mianmian still in Yunzhou?
She stayed in Yunzhou, and since yesterday she didn’t go to Baohuan Tower, she found Senior Brother Ouyang, who was relatively close to her…
“Directed at me?”
Li Mo felt a slight sinking in his heart.
That Saintess of Misty Rain Tower, her strongest point isn’t combat…
And it’s unclear whether this is her personal action or related to Misty Rain Tower.
“Oh, Junior Brother, the sect sent word. Elders Qian and Xue, among others, are already on their way.”
“That’s great.”
Li Mo felt a slight relief.
The elders were still experienced and reliable, thinking ahead and coming to support.
The Qingyuan Sect’s display of power this time was indeed significant.
…
Not long after.
Li Mo, Ying Bing, and Jiang Chulong left the small courtyard and headed toward Hengyun Sword City.
Misty fog surrounded them, though it wasn’t raining, walking a short distance would make their clothes wet.
There were still many pedestrians on the street, but fewer martial artists.
They all went to Hengyun Sword City to attend lectures.
Their teacher was still on the road.
Every session of Sword Heroes could stay in the Sword City for seven days of lectures.
Jiang Chulong carried a small backpack, her eyes scanning the ground under the cloth strips, picking up discarded bottles, broken kites, and torn clothes, then catching up later.
Her small figure appeared and disappeared in the rain and fog.
Ying Bing seemed to be strolling in the clouds, her skirt fluttering gracefully, carrying an aura of immortality.
Reaching the waist of the mountain where the Sword City stood.
The three passed by a solitary pavilion.
A figure was inside.
“Greetings, do you wish for me to divine your fortune?”
The woman’s voice came from within.
