In the New Year’s Eve room.
Li Mo looked up at the night sky outside, his eyes illuminated by the splendid fireworks. Looking from the direction of the moon, it was still not yet midnight.
But this world did not prohibit setting off fireworks and firecrackers; the sky was filled with blooming flowers of fire and silver, and the dense sounds made it hard to hear his own voice.
“Having lived two lives, what’s the point of celebrating anymore.”
Little Li, who was about to turn a year older, shook his head and sank his mind into the world seed.
The world immediately became quiet.
A tranquil small world had been transformed into the image of Li Mo’s immortal sect in his heart, all magnificent and ethereal wonders standing under the silent moonlight.
It seemed to transcend the mundane world, cutting off all noise.
The Venerable Teacher sat again on his yin-yang practice ground, taking out the Kongming Multicolor Tower.
“The power of the multitude in the eight-armed Bodhisattva statue has been largely purified.”
“Ten floors can manifest two extreme forms, but the grand path divine form requires thirty-six floors… only one-third.”
Li Mo wasn’t in a rush.
At least, the South Border continued to provide him with the power of the multitude, and on New Year’s Day, the amount was particularly abundant.
For a short time, there wouldn’t be any issues with the multitude’s power there, which should be enough to fill the Kongming Multicolor Tower.
Furthermore, he had barely surpassed the innate Golden Crow projection.
He, battling against the Great Sage’s projection at its peak?
The gap might be more than just a star or two.
“Teacher, New Year… Happy New Year.”
As he pondered, Jiang Chulong entered the world seed. She had also changed into new clothes today, bought back then in Yunzhou.
She held a food box and a small bundle in her hands.
“Haven’t eaten yet?”
“Eaten… eaten, this is for the teacher.”
Jiang Chulong opened the food box, inside were dumplings, looking somewhat clumsy.
Her little hand entangled, she said hesitantly:
“This is my first time learning to make dumplings, they’re not very pretty…”
“I’ll eat them well. Oh, what’s this?”
Venerable Teacher was more curious about that bundle.
“That’s for Big Brother Li…”
Jiang Chulong held the bundle, her speech becoming clear as she lowered her head:
“Big Brother Li said his birthday is on New Year’s Eve, everyone went to celebrate, so Big Brother won’t have a birthday gift.”
“Teacher, please deliver this birthday gift to him for me.”
When the small bundle was opened, inside was a belt, finely crafted, embroidered with flowers, birds, insects, and fish, showing the effort put into the embroidery.
“!”
Little Li Venerable slightly leaned back.
Chulong is really something, I could cry.
Little Jiang not only remembered his birthday but may have been preparing for it for a long time?
Yet, during the New Year, he didn’t even go to see her and the little bean sprouts in Mud Corner Lane…
He rubbed Little Jiang’s head, softly saying:
“Well, actually Big Brother Li also has a gift for you.”
“What is it?”
Jiang Chulong’s eyes behind the cloth brightened immediately.
“He also asked me to say Happy New Year to you.”
Li Mo found some red cloth from the unified space, wrapping silver notes inside.
Watching Little Jiang treasure the red envelope and gently patting it, seemingly afraid it would fall, Li Mo felt a twinge of guilt.
He had just done it on a whim, but Little Jiang took it so seriously.
Hmm, I’ll give her a proper New Year gift later…
Thus, after receiving the gifts, Little Jiang’s rigorous training for tonight began, and she appeared even more serious than usual today.
Within an hour, she challenged the Golden Crow projection three times.
And!
In the last attempt, she seized a faint opportunity, finally finding a flaw in the Golden Crow projection, just a bit more and she could have succeeded.
“Once Chulong breaks through the Guan Shen, she will definitely ascend the Qianlong List.”
Venerable Teacher muttered to himself, feeling a sense of pride arise in his heart.
It was like he accidentally picked up a seed, which now blossomed and bore fruit, growing freely.
However, it was too much.
Why has Little Jiang been particularly diligent recently?
Excess is as bad as deficiency, Venerable Teacher felt that the string was being pulled too tight, it should be balanced…
Just as he was thinking this.
A disturbance came from the outside world.
…
Little Ke’s Consciousness Soul was in the small world, and after giving the servants their bonuses, Dalong and his wife finished tidying up the kitchen.
Considering the incident where Little Ke spoke out of turn last time, the couple exchanged glances, seeing the same meaning in each other’s eyes.
“Right, our son’s birthday is today.”
“Let the kitchen make a bowl of noodles, and check on him while we’re at it?”
“Mm, he’s usually in his own room.”
Not long after, Dalong and Gu Xueqin, holding a bowl of noodles, arrived at Little Ke’s room door.
Sometimes things just happen coincidentally.
The couple met someone by chance.
Bad news, the culprit has been caught.
Worse news, it’s not Little Ke.
“Little Ice Girl?”
“…”
Ying Bing still wore the white cat fur hat, hugging a large box, the evening fireworks coloring her face.
She paused, her eyelashes trembling, pondered for a moment, then pretended nothing happened, seriously saying:
“I… I entered the wrong room.”
“…”
Gu Xueqin was stunned, as if recalling something, looking at her husband beside her.
Back then, she returned home from elsewhere and traveled with the then-young Dalong, staying at a tavern together at night.
At that time, the two already had feelings for each other, but hadn’t confessed, so they stayed in separate rooms.
After the marriage, in the middle of the night, Old Dalong, half-asleep, entered her room, still carrying the scent of alcohol.
The next morning, he said he had drunk too much and entered the wrong room…
Feeling his wife narrowing her eyes, Dalong coughed heavily:
“Oh, Little Ice Girl, you came to celebrate Little Ke’s birthday, right? Then take this bowl of noodles in.”
“I haven’t set off the firecrackers I bought yet, I’ll be late.”
“?”
Ying Bing looked at Dalong and Gu Xueqin who followed, her gaze finally settling on the bowl of noodles.
Dalong lay in bed, his Consciousness Soul entering the world seed.
But there was movement outside, he naturally wasn’t unaware. When the ice chunk bumped into his parents at the door, he had already sensed it.
At this moment, he had already opened his eyes.
Just as he sat up, the door was suddenly pushed open with a “slam”.
“Ice Chunk? Did you think I wouldn’t look for you today, so you came yourself? Actually, I was about to…”
“Not double cultivation.”
“Hmm?” Dalong was stunned.
“Happy Birthday.”
Ying Bing placed down the noodles and opened the box in her arms.
There were many items inside: Mola…top…seven-piece puzzle…marbles…
There was also a small wooden sword, still carrying the fragrance of wood, clearly newly made.
If counted.
There were seventeen gifts in total.
Matching Little Ke’s age.
