“Heh, all of a sudden I feel full of energy! The more I harvest, the more energized I get!”
After learning the Li Mo’s imitative martial arts, the village chief enthusiastically dove into the wheat field, treating the crops like his sparring partners.
“With this, we can go hunting from now on!”
“Good! It’s truly worthy of being passed down by the Celestial Race’s Lady. We should compile it into a book and place it in the ancestral hall!”
While harvesting wheat, the villagers chatted merrily.
“That’s right!”
As they spoke, the village chief remembered something and asked cautiously:
“Since these techniques were passed down by the Lady, if we’ve learned them… would the Elder be upset?”
The Celestial Race has an exceptionally long lifespan, so they don’t judge age by appearance.
“Don’t worry,” Li Mo said with an aloofness akin to that of a fairy lady. “I’ve already informed her, and she agreed. Even if you teach it to more people, she won’t mind.”
“Hey, Little Li really spoke to the Lady?”
“Wow, we actually have someone from our village who can talk to the Celestials. That’s truly unparalleled!”
“Hahaha, Little Li is boasting. The Lady probably doesn’t even care about such basic techniques. Did she really take it seriously and give formal consent?”
“Little Li is still young. Is he missing the ladies?”
The wheat field was filled with joyous laughter.
Li Mo pondered, and the villagers were right. Except for the village chief, no one else in the village had ever seen the Celestials, regarding them as deities.
Even the village chief, who’d seen them, held them in profound reverence.
Li Mo had his own thoughts about the mysterious Fairy Sister, but he didn’t bother explaining it to the masses. It was indescribable.
Anyway, everyone had learned some skills now, and they would keep practicing in the future.
According to the book Li Mo always carried, the first calamity would occur in fifty years.
This generation wasn’t quite accustomed to it yet, but by the next or the one after, the Thousand Forms Secret Art might become popular. Then, every child could start practicing it from a young age.
Incidentally, Ying Bing had simplified this art again.
Even though it was simplified, it was still divine, and its divinity lay in its limitless possibilities.
No matter what your background or what martial arts you’re suited for, the Thousand Forms Secret Art could adapt to the most suitable method for you.
For instance, if you practiced with the strength of a bull, you’d gradually train to possess the brute strength of an ox.
Over generations, the brute strength would continue to evolve, paving an entirely new road.
Little did the villagers know, the skills they had learned were powerful enough in the world of martial arts in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to cause a storm and shake the world.
In reality, as soon as Ying Bing had refined the new version of the Thousand Forms Secret Art, the exterior world had already been ablaze.
In the past, divine arts were highly selective.
Moreover, the more powerful the martial arts, the higher the requirements for the practitioner.
But today, with Ying Bing’s casual yet revolutionary creation, she had broken barriers never breached before. To be precise, this had transcended the realm of martial arts; it was now akin to a fundamental law.
Anyone could ascend to the highest levels of this martial art, regardless of their starting point.
And any other martial arts learned later would seamlessly integrate with it.
This meant that even if the villagers didn’t know anything about martial arts, as long as they toiled in farming while practicing generation after generation, they could eventually produce a solid martial legacy.
In just a few words, she had dismantled the threshold for martial cultivation.
The martial artists present, whether skilled or not, were all thoroughly shocked.
“I want to give up everything and start over after hearing this.”
“Brother, stay calm. You’ve only heard snippets of information. You haven’t even seen the original version yet!”
“What’s this talk of unprecedented genius? What can’t she accomplish?”
Amid the murmurs, the beauties on the Hundred Flowers List wore complex expressions.
If one were to add some context…
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“This village is going to become extraordinary in the future.”
“But, after all, it’s just a small village, and it won’t be able to generate much of a stir. Even if Ying Bing doesn’t intervene, it would be difficult for Great King Village to survive the first calamity.”
“To be able to do all this is commendable. It’s unclear what’s going on in the Divine Beings’ City, to have a hero like Young Hero Li born in the Human City.”
“Exactly, the pace at which he mastered the hammer techniques alone could have placed him at the Underground City at the very least.”
As the sun set, it dyed the undulating wheat fields a vivid crimson, like flickering wild flames or surging red tides.
After completing a day of labor, the women and children would head to the fields to meet their men. The children would play around in the fields, while the women would bring water and snacks to the men before heading home together.
“Little Li, come on, come over and have something to eat and drink at my place.”
The village chief pulled Li Mo aside.
There stood his wife and his daughter, dressed in a flowery blouse with braided pigtails. She scrutinized the sweat-soaked frame of Li Mo, her expression shy.
The village chief immediately noticed the subtle effort his daughter had made to look her best.
The village’s only blacksmith was tall, robust, and reliable. He approved of the match.
“Little Li, when a man grows up, he should get married. Look, Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhu already have wives and kids. They even have wives coming to greet them. You’re still alone; don’t you need a wife to manage your household?”
“I already have someone,” Li Mo said, scratching the back of his head.
The village chief was confused. “Who?”
The girl was startled too. Her father patted her shoulder, which eased her tension.
Indeed, she knew every eligible girl in the village, and none had shown any particular closeness to Little Li. Could it really be… the Celestial Lady who seemed like a deity?
This must be Little Li being too shy to admit it…
“She’ll be coming to fetch me soon,” Li Mo said earnestly.
“Hmm? Then let the old man wait a bit to see which young lady it is…”
The village chief smiled and turned back, only to pause momentarily.
In the distance at the edge of the field, there stood a simply dressed yet stunningly elegant young lady. She carried a teapot with one hand and a bamboo basket in the other, walking with composed grace.
The evening breeze stirred her black hair, and whether it was due to playful strands or the reflection of the youth in her eyes, her usually cold expression softened into something tender and gentle.
“!”
Li Mo was also astonished that she had actually come. Earlier, he had just jokingly mentioned it.
And just like the village chief’s wife had done, she handed him a cup of tea.
“Drink water.”
“Okay…”
“Have an ice stick.”
As Li Mo slurped on his ice stick, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you here?”
“Yesterday, you said you envied others,” Ying Bing replied, looking at him with warmth.
Li Mo opened his mouth to argue that he didn’t envy others or wish to be taken home by anyone.
But no words came out, so he just kept chomping on his ice stick.
“Here, you have one too.”
When the village chief’s daughter was stunned, another ice lolly appeared before her.
“Th-th-thank you…”
The girl was completely baffled.
And then Ying Bing, noticing the torn corner of Li Mo’s clothes, asked something that baffled the village’s belle even further:
“Can you teach me how to mend clothes?”
“What do you need to learn that for?”
“Someone shouldn’t have another woman managing his household affairs.”
“????”
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