The next morning.
Li Mo opened his eyes on the rooftop of the tavern. He glanced at the empty massage chair beside him. Instead of getting up, he took advantage of the tranquility and clear-mindedness after observing the moon to continue studying “The Diagram of Seeking the Dao with Monkey.”
When the sun had fully risen, he did not practice body tempering but went to the kitchen instead.
“If only the seventy-two transformations were as simple as physical training.”
Little Li was learning how to make spare rib soup. With just one finger, he divided the seven-grade beast bones on the chopping board.
This type of beast is renowned for its resilient bones, especially its spine.
“Hmm…”
“In fact, I previously thought that physical training was easy because I had abundant resources.”
Li Mo calmed his mind and took stock of his inventory.
Although there were still plenty of various pills, heavenly materials, and treasures, their effects varied. The ones beneficial for body tempering were few and would be difficult to replenish in the short term.
Qingyuan Sect’s senior members were about to return to Ziyang Mansion and could not provide feedback temporarily.
More importantly, Ice Chunk was not by his side.
It hurt too much.
“So this is what it feels like to live off your reserves.”
Li Mo looked at the several golden mountains in the system space and sighed bitterly.
He didn’t know how much he would need on the journey.
In the end, becoming penniless might not be impossible…
“Before going to the South Border, I must master the seventy-two transformations.”
“Otherwise, walking through the South Border as a human would be too conspicuous.”
“I have almost mastered the method of the seventy-two transformations…”
As he pondered, the bone soup simmered in alchemical fire released a fragrant aroma.
Learning that Li Mo would not be returning to Qingyuan Sect anytime soon, everyone was very reluctant. They ate three large bowls each, tears welling up.
“Xiao Mo, the South Border has abundant vegetation. Here’s a herbal guidebook. Keep it safe. When you encounter medicinal herbs, be sure to distinguish them carefully.”
Elder Xue’s gaze was complex, feeling like he was watching a child grow up and finally set out on a long journey.
“Why are there mushroom varieties…”
Li Mo flipped through it casually.
Tang Xiaobao smiled, “Brother, do you think how our sect master came up with external alchemy? That day, we drank mushroom soup at Danding Peak. I couldn’t wait to taste it, so I served it before it was fully cooked.”
Li Mo: “…”
Thinking about it, Ice Chunk’s cooking isn’t so hard to accept after all.
“Poor at home, rich on the road. I’ll give you some… No, you’re already much richer than me.”
Elder Qian paused mid-sentence, quickly realizing he had something more precious to teach:
“I’ll teach you a monster language phrase, which can be used to greet monster beasts.”
“I’m all ears.”
Li Mo became more serious; knowledge can sometimes be the most valuable thing.
A single phrase could lead to a bloody battle, such as ‘What are you looking at?’
Of course, a friendly phrase could also resolve trouble.
Qian Bufan said, “Please hold the cow.”
“…”
Li Mo couldn’t detect any friendly meaning within it, perhaps because it wasn’t human speech.
“This is something a monster friend taught me. You can trust me.”
“Alright.”
Li Mo affirmed he would remember it.
Oh right.
Why isn’t the sect master saying anything?
Li Mo glanced over and saw his beautiful sect master’s eyes reddened, her lips pouted. Seeing her precious disciple looking at her, she wiped away a tear.
“Sect Master… Are you crying?”
“No.”
Li Mo sighed, realizing his seemingly carefree sect master was indeed emotional:
“It’s not like a permanent farewell. I won’t be gone for long, so you should be strong.”
“But what will I do without you?”
Shang Wu ultimately couldn’t hold back, appearing somewhat pitiable:
“At Qiushui Pavilion, I’m the only lonely beauty left. I’ll only resort to begging for food and shelter, being despised and possibly beaten…”
“…”
Everyone leaned back tactically, drenched in sweat.
Miss, don’t you want to hear what you just said?
Thinking about it, he suddenly felt very reluctant to part with Li Mo.
Little Li couldn’t help but feel, Qingyuan Sect’s fighting king is returning to the world again… Ouch!
Li Mo: “…”
Since the beautiful sect master failed to break his indestructible body with her punch last time.
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It seemed that the beautiful sect master sensed her precious disciple’s wings growing stronger, potentially surpassing her soon.
The beautiful sect master changed tactics, adopting a pitiful strategy…
Li Mo sighed helplessly and took out the remaining fine wine:
“Sect Master, endure for a while, I will return soon.”
Shang Wu turned from cloudy to sunny: “Even if it’s later, it’s okay.”
“Brother, I have some albums here for you to read on the way…” Ouyang also offered his heartfelt gift.
Little Princess Jiang was the most reluctant, bringing two autumn clothes and two winter clothes.
Brother Li used the head-patting divine skill, consoling him for a long time.
“The next time, I will call for the venerated elder in my dreams, applying for a cave to find you, then we can meet.”
“Mm!”
Jiang Chulong nodded, pursing her lips.
Moments later.
Li Mo stood at the door of the tavern, watching the chariot depart, exhaling deeply.
“Back already, it’s all good.”
“Just me now…”
Little Li couldn’t help but feel moved.
But suddenly, he felt like he had forgotten something?
Seconds later, he realized what it was.
Murong Xiao: “…”
The guy is still sitting there, covered in dust, like a true Buddha statue.
So not only did he forget, everyone else forgot about him too.
“Oi, he hasn’t gotten on the carriage yet!”
Little Li chased out.
…
Moments later, he returned with a helpless look. Being interrupted made his homesickness much lighter.
The Cloud-Stepping Shoes are not meant for long-distance travel, better suited for dodging and weaving.
Chasing after a warship is absurd.
“Brother Murong, looks like you’ll have to keep visiting the South Border for family visits.”
Li Mo patted his shoulder.
Murong Xiao’s bloodline had awakened, advancing to the Xuan Dan Realm. This progress was commendable.
One wonders if Murong Xiao is particularly suited to Buddhist cultivation…
But this level of strength would still be dangerous in the South Border.
Moreover, Li Mo wasn’t sure about their route.
Plop—
Suddenly, a book fell from Murong Xiao’s chest.
“Diary.”
“Only honest people write diaries…”
Little Li doesn’t have the habit of prying into others’ privacy.
But the South Border is vast, and he didn’t know where Murong Xiao was heading.
“Brother Murong, if you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as agreement.”
Li Mo sought his opinion.
Murong Xiao: “…”
Seems like he had no objections.
Thus, Little Li opened the diary to the first page:
[I now know where my weakness lies. After challenging for many days, I can start preparing to advance to the Xuan Dan Realm.]
[Brother Li is undoubtedly a prodigy on the Qianlong List. I, however, am still stuck in the Internal Breathing Realm. How can I repay him in the future?]
[To catch up with Brother Li, to break through to the Xuan Dan Realm, starting today, I will abstain from lust!]
From the lines, it’s evident.
Murong Xiao made a huge decision!
“Brother Murong.”
Li Mo chuckled dryly and turned to the next page:
[Day one of abstinence, it feels great.]
Turned another page, it still said:
[Day one of abstinence, I must endure this time. It’s all due to Senior Brother Ouyang’s album being too tempting.]
Turned again…
[Day one of abstinence, either succeed or fail!]
Pages four and five, the content was the same.
Li Mo: “…”
Even if it’s not for the breakthrough,
Brother Murong, can you at least rest for a day?
Just then.
Murong Xiao’s eyelids twitched.
