Watch closely! This young man is called Little Ke, and he just saved the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths with his cunning wit!
Ying Bing, or Ice Chunk as we affectionately refer to her, sensed something odd in the air, raised her captivating eyes, and suddenly popped out of her suspicious cocoon. Her frowning brows gradually unwound.
Feeling satisfied and ready to turn away, she suddenly found two arms wrapped around her willow-like waist.
“What are you doing?”
“Aren’t you here to charge my battery?”
“…hmm.”
Seeing Little Ke’s serious yet somewhat goofy expression, Ying Bing bit her lip, unsure how to explain that she was just checking for any perfume lingering on his body. Oh well, guess she’ll just roll with it.
Little Mo, on the other hand, felt justified.
This was his reward for saving the world!
He had always heard it said that saving the world in a past life had its perks, and now here he was, living proof!
Wrapping his arms around her waist, feeling the chill of her delicate frame, it’s as if Ice Chunk melted into water in his embrace. He imitated her earlier action, leaning in to sniff her neck (with a mix of rubbing, of course).
Ah, the icy fragrance of a distant orchid was both elegant and powerful.
Little Mo suddenly felt relaxed.
Unlike when he was rubbing shoulders with those high-ranking officials, where despite having Uncle Zhong backing him up, he never got a chance to taste what officialdom was like. Plus, given his status and connections, the bigwigs were all smiles for the benefits on their faces.
But being there just felt uncomfortable, like a persistent itch deep down.
To be more specific, it was a bit nauseating.
But now, holding Ice Chunk close, all those feelings began to fade away. He didn’t even need a Taiyin Consciousness to clear his mind; she was like a balm for his heavy heart.
“Huh?”
Just as he thought about it, Little Mo felt her curled fingers nestle into his shoulder, his embrace causing her to shiver lightly. The flush on her neck seemed to spread to the areas he had just rubbed against.
Her ears turned slightly pink.
“Did you find yet another weakness of Ice Chunk?”
Little Ke couldn’t help but smirk, suppressing an evil cackle.
Because his mouth had its own agenda.
For example, sealing off his ears.
Slap!
Her cool, gentle hand pinched his nose.
Ying Bing seemed to catch onto his thoughts, a wary look flickering in her eyes:
“Behave, or I won’t let you hold me anymore.”
As she said this, she didn’t even realize how childish it sounded, like a kid saying, “I won’t play with you anymore!”
Could childishness be contagious?
But from her not-so-friendly tone, it was clear that Cold Fairy was gradually getting used to coaxing this childish ghost.
In her past life, she only knew how to seize the great way and command reverence like a deity.
She probably never considered that in such a short time, she would learn to be gentle and indulgent.
Perhaps she felt a similar gentle presence in Little Mo…
He took her hand away and gathered her messy hair behind her ear. “Your hair is all over the place.”
“Alright, stop being silly. If we stay too long, the Taiyin won’t be good for us.”
“No worries! My little world has some too! Oh, and the Taiyin in my little world should also be good for observation.”
Little Mo’s tone was a bit desolate, but he was genuinely curious.
The Taiyin in his little world was the future form of Ice Chunk. If she were to observe it, what would she learn?
“Give it a try.”
“Shall we take some snacks with us?”
Once Little Mo opened the door to his little world, he held her hand and passed through the barriers of two worlds.
The time flow was the same on both sides, and now above the Wanxiang Xianzong realm, a bright moon hung, quietly illuminating everything below.
To the untrained eye, it looked no different from the Taiyin above the outside world unless one was especially perceptive of the Taiyin.
“I was a bit curious how your cave heaven differs from other places. Now I see.”
Ying Bing stared at the sky for a while, her black hair dyed a frost-white hue.
“What?” Little Mo asked curiously.
“Time.”
Ying Bing turned around, her eyes serious.
The last time she entered the little world, it was daytime, so this was the first time she had seen the moon inside.
Little Mo paused.
Thinking back, did time even exist when the little world was still just a cosmic seed?
It was only after the Taiyin appeared that time began to flow… He could feel this clearly as the world’s master.
“Why can’t I still project the little world into the outside?” Little Mo pinched her hand.
Ying Bing withdrew her gaze, looking at him helplessly. “You’re still not strong enough. This cave heaven is merely complete with two elements. To project it outside, you need at least…”
“Four phases?”
“No, that’s just common talk; in reality, there are thirty-six heavenly counts and seventy-two earthly counts.”
Ying Bing was very serious about this.
But even she thought it was utterly ridiculous to treat a complete world as an inner landscape.
This meant that Little Mo had to master a whopping 108 divine intentions to achieve that inner landscape.
Ying Bing herself had effortlessly mastered the Jade Phoenix Divine, and to her, Little Mo was only beginning from square one.
“Earthly counts… seems you have a secret technique that fits that number perfectly.”
“Where there’s a will, there’s a way. Last time we didn’t even finish watching the anime.”
“With that time, why not take a look at the ‘Thousand Forms Secret Art’ I revised?”
“There’s always time to watch.”
Little Mo projected “Violet Evergarden” into the night sky, popping open a bag of chips, feeling quite a bit lighter and brighter.
From Ice Chunk’s remarks, it seemed he was treading a path no one had ventured before.
C’mon, brave Little Ke, don’t fear challenges!
Compared to challenges, he was much more troubled by uncertainty, unsure of what lay ahead…
…
The next day.
On the carriage to Wanchun Courtyard.
Morning light filtered through the fluttering curtains, illuminating the writing desk inside.
Time management wiz Little Ke opened both the Ice Chunk version of the ‘Thousand Forms Secret Art’ and the original.
“The original can absorb disparate divine intentions into one’s own consciousness soul, allowing it to detach from the Guan Shen diagram and form a unique divine intention of its own…”
Reading this, Little Mo’s DNA twitched slightly.
What was this Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Burning Art?
At first, his divine intention was just a mere shell, continuously devouring other divine intents to gradually develop into something formidable, transcending to higher levels, right?
Oh, old Xiao was indeed a Xiao. Nothing to worry about.
The ‘Xiao’, ‘Ye’, ‘Chen’, ‘Xu’ types had once been his focus for potential troubles.
But so far, only old Xiao was a match.
As he grumbled through his thoughts, he flipped to Ice Chunk’s revised version.
Compared to the original’s clumsy way of devouring, the Ice Chunk version was all about evolution, harmonizing into one, functioning together while being flexible. The balance struck was just perfect; too much would be excessive, too little would be dull.
Divine intent has its tiers!
After seeing Ice Chunk’s version, he suddenly felt the original was crude…
“Did I waste many heavenly scripts in the past?”
Little Ke fell into deep thought.
With Ice Chunk around, apart from the gold-leaf and secret silver heavenly scripts, didn’t the rest become rather redundant?
