Ying Bing’s boudoir was no longer as plain as before; especially on the dressing table, there were many small trinkets placed there, all of which were gifts that Little Ke had given her annually.
Ke Mo sat on the Cold Marrow Jade Bed and smelled a faint cold fragrance, exhaling deeply.
What material was Ice Chunk’s bed made of? It felt cool, really comfortable…
Ying Bing sat beside him, took off her shoes and socks, and her snowy feet were just about to touch the bed when she saw a certain hand that had a mind of its own, already eager and waiting there.
“I said no mischief.”
“I know, I’ve been holding hammers too much lately, always wanting to grab something…”
Noticing the slight squint in Ice Chunk’s eyes, Ke Mo looked solemn and used his left hand to arrest his right one.
Then, Ying Bing picked up the book by the bedside and handed it over. It read “Harmonizing Yin and Yang,” which was precisely the martial art that the previous sect leader had selected and taught.
“I have already learned it.”
“Take another look, I added some modifications and annotations.”
Ke Mo immediately became serious.
This martial art indeed seemed to have many commendable aspects, worthy of being annotated by Ice Chunk.
On the other side, it could be said that the founder of the He Huan Sect indeed had some authority in the realm of yin and yang.
If it were a student’s test paper with poor grades, teachers usually wouldn’t even bother to correct it…
Flipping through the book again, Ke Mo found that the core idea remained unchanged but had been optimized according to “The Phoenix Singing in the Heavenly Marsh.”
It would not be wrong to call it “The Phoenix Singing in the Heavenly Marsh · Harmonizing Yin and Yang Edition.”
At the last page, there was a sentence circled in vermilion:
“When dual cultivation, maintain a clear mind and a serene heart. Otherwise, yin and yang will become excessive…”
In layman’s terms.
One should not casually produce frivolous thoughts.
“Mm-hm, otherwise, one might easily take the wrong path of the He Huan Sect.”
Ying Bing’s delicate finger touched the center of Little Ke’s forehead, earnestly saying:
“So, you must be extra careful.”
“My biggest strength is my focus!”
Ke Mo had an unyielding expression, firm and unbending.
Ying Bing leaned closer, her autumn-water-like eyes staring at him with a slight squint: “No mischief allowed, nor any thoughts of mischief.”
“I…”
Her rosy lips parted slightly, bringing a sweet fragrance.
Ke Mo suddenly remembered the soy milk he drank a few days ago, no wonder it had a sweetness unlike beans…
So Ice Chunk deliberately didn’t laugh, she wanted him to behave.
If frivolous thoughts were produced, leading to a wrong path, who knows what consequences might arise…
“I… Yes, perhaps I shouldn’t. I won’t.” Even Ke Mo, who was usually firm, softened.
“…”
Ying Bing pursed her lips, looking at Little Ke, whose yang energy was already abundant, showing signs of becoming warm. She sighed softly.
She couldn’t let him stay like this forever.
Playing sick might work for now, but if it continues long-term, it might not…
“Take off your clothes… upper garment.”
“Okay.”
Ke Mo took off his Pure Yang robe, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it onto the bed.
Little Ke’s physique had improved even more; not only was he sturdy like chiseled stone, but he also had a luster akin to tempered steel, still fresh from the furnace.
When Ice Chunk’s fair and slender hand touched his chest, it trembled involuntarily, just like her cold eyes.
“Turn around.”
“Uh-huh…”
Cold Fairy thought of a method.
Let Li Mo sit on the bed facing away from her, behind her, with her hands inserted from the back acupoints.
This way, Little Li’s view would be toward the window, avoiding seeing her, preventing his eyes from having their own thoughts, leading to improper thoughts in his mind…
The abundant yang energy flowed into Ice Chunk’s cold hands using the method from “Phoenix Singing in the Heavenly Marsh.”
The Taiyin divine intent flowed, and Li Mo felt like a person who had been walking in the desert for a long time, finally finding an oasis after a long drought.
Unfortunately, this oasis was only as big as Ice Chunk’s palm.
Gradually, the acupoints were filled with pure consciousness soul power. Without needing to think, he knew he was rapidly approaching the seven acupoints of the Guan Shen, and he could vaguely sense the bottleneck.
Fortunately, he did not need to think, so it was only a vague feeling.
Little Li sat upright, his expression serious, feeling the cool and smooth sensation behind him, and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.
Ice Chunk’s small hand was icy, yet it felt so comfortable…
The only downside was that it was only cool.
Right, Ice Chunk’s hand and little foot seemed to have the same temperature. Was there a possibility…
Whoosh—
Just as the thought surfaced, the yang energy within his body, which had settled down, suddenly became restless, like a spark falling into a pile of dry grass.
“!”
No, this counts too? This “Harmonizing Yin and Yang” is too strict!
Li Mo felt a surge of pain in his meridians.
As everyone knows, heat expands and cold contracts, and heat transfers from high-temperature objects to low-temperature ones…
The surging yang energy surged towards the coolness at his back!
“Li Mo, you…”
Ying Bing tightly pursed her lips, her palms tingling, as if the tingling sensation was spreading upwards along her fingers…
She wanted to re-establish the balance of yin and yang, but it wasn’t that easy.
This wasn’t just her issue!
Once the path deviated, it would drift further and further away from the original destination…
Step—
Just as things couldn’t get worse, another shadow appeared outside the door. Shang Wu stood strangely at Little Li’s door.
“Hmm? Where is my precious disciple? He was just here, how odd…”
Shang Wu tilted her head.
Looking back, she was stunned.
“Wasn’t Little Ice Girl’s door slightly open just now? Why is it closed?”
Muttering to herself, she went downstairs.
Behind the door, after closing it, Ying Bing’s delicate ears were already red. Her eyes looked resentfully at the instigator.
Now…
The yin and yang energies were boiling out of control, and it was beyond recovery unless the quantities were reduced. Either they overflowed or canceled each other out.
“I…”
“Don’t move.”
Thus, Ice Chunk lightly bit her teeth and quickly walked back, intending to hold Li Mo’s two hands, but misjudged his weight, resulting in her losing her balance and falling forward.
Her fall brought down Li Mo with her.
Through the clothes, she could feel the warmth of his chest and the strong heartbeat.
Ice Chunk was stunned.
She recalled, during the times when she suffered extreme cold daily, if such a warm embrace were possible, perhaps… she wouldn’t hurt anymore? After all, this warm and comfortable embrace would melt away the cold…
Not exactly.
Holding the cool and trembling soft jade-like fragrance, Li Mo felt that he was somewhat naive in certain aspects.
The cool body, when pressed against, was indeed very comfortable.
Far more comfortable than he imagined.
