“You’re making me want to hug you.”
Little Li’s face was serious.
Indeed, wandering through the martial world to complete the mission of the person holding the kn*fe can be troublesome. Over time, one could easily get lost in the vast Human City and lose track of where home truly is.
But Li Mo’s journey wasn’t that far off.
Ying Bing looked at him, pursed her lips slightly, and couldn’t maintain her cool expression any longer.
She put down her needlework and opened her arms.
Unexpectedly, Li Mo suddenly laughed mischievously and hugged her around the waist, placing her on his lap.
Seeing him bury his head on her shoulder, breathing in her scent with a smile, Ying Bing gave him a reproachful look but didn’t say anything.
After all, even if she did speak, he wouldn’t be able to control Hammer Treasure, who would insist on having his own thoughts…
At that moment, footsteps were heard at the door.
Feng Zhi entered with a little green-clothed girl. Seeing the scene before her, she leaned back slightly in surprise.
Chun Mang’s eyes widened: “Wow, Bing…”
She was really here.
Since Emperor Jiang took power, the Celestial City seemed to have united more, but paradoxically, it had also become more bloated. The connection between the Underground City and the Heavenly City had grown tighter.
However, the relationships among the celestial races were the opposite; they were no longer as harmonious as before.
Jiang Yu knew about this and even watched coldly, deliberately stirring things up.
He thought this was what people called the Doctrine of Equilibrium.
Some celestial beings without desires for power and control often wished that Ying Bing could return.
With her strength, she wouldn’t need any other complicated methods.
But now, she sat in that blue person’s lap, ignoring his mischief, looking as soft as if she had no strength left.
Ying Bing looked over, poked Li Mo’s forehead, indicating that guests had arrived, then said:
“Why are you here?”
“Just passing by…”
Feng Zhi didn’t know how to explain the complex situation clearly.
Chun Mang couldn’t help but speak up:
“Bing Sister, when will you return to the Heavenly City? Many of our fellow tribesmen now think you should be the empress.”
“I won’t go back.”
Ying Bing shook her head lightly, without hesitation, slipping her hand into Li Mo’s palm, swinging her long legs back and forth.
Hearing their conversation, Li Mo fell silent.
He already knew that Immortal Cold Moon was his family’s celestial sister.
Ying Bing probably knew he had figured it out too, but neither of them mentioned it.
He was puzzled; it felt like she had been by his side for a long time, even in the times he couldn’t remember.
She was undoubtedly much stronger than today’s celestial emperors.
Yet, she left the Heavenly City without hesitation. Was it because she had no interest in being an emperor, or rather… because she just wanted to stay by his side?
“The actions of the Celestial Emperor will lead to endless troubles. But besides you, we have no one else to take charge,” Chun Mang’s voice became anxious.
“What has he done?”
“He wants us to contact the spies to help him gain control of Ink City, reclaim the Human City, and make all mortals submit to the Celestial Race before the calamity strikes! It’s not that simple!”
Feng Zhi slammed the table in anger.
Spies…
Intelligent Ying Bing lowered her gaze at Li Mo.
Li Mo: “…”
It was indeed a bit awkward.
Without anyone reminding him, Li Mo had genuinely forgotten his mission. Well, from the start, he hadn’t taken it seriously anyway.
Li Mo helplessly said: “How can I do what you all can’t? This isn’t something that can be solved with a hammer.”
“Exactly. But these days, everyone thinks I’m still in touch with you and that there’s a grand and meticulous plan…”
“How did it come to this?”
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“Brother-in-law, you’re famous every day. You could be talked about eight hundred times a day by storytellers. I can’t just say you’ve vanished. So, I kept coming up with new excuses, and it turned into this.”
Feng Zhi pouted pitifully, completely losing her wild demeanor.
“Brother-in-law, I did it to help you back then. You can’t ignore me now.”
Well, Feng Zhi was almost crying.
Sniffling, she looked like she was having a fit.
Li Mo fell into deep thought. She was indeed trying to cover for him by keeping the lies going until they reached an impasse.
He couldn’t just ignore it…
But he couldn’t betray the catcher and Ink City either.
“Sister, help me,” Li Mo said earnestly.
Feng Zhi and Chun Mang thought he meant for Ying Bing to give advice.
Unexpectedly, Ying Bing looked at him helplessly, lowering her head to kiss his neck, her ears turning a delicate shade of red.
Unlock the seal!
After being bitten by the celestial sister, Little Li no longer felt back pain, leg pain, and Hammer Treasure regained its fighting spirit.
Two heads were a big problem, but smart intelligence reclaimed its dominance.
“Huh, I actually have a perfect solution.”
Li Mo rubbed his neck, looking like a genius with a proud expression.
“So soon?”
“You’ve known the solution for a while…”
Feng Zhi and Chun Mang looked suspicious but remained silent, waiting for Li Mo to continue.
“First, what Jiang Yu meant by the submission of the Celestial City is not about land. With the celestial race’s strength, occupying the Human City would be easy. What he truly wants is their hearts.”
“Right.”
The Divine Sword of the Celestials requires the collective will to drive it forward, making it invincible.
This was also why Jiang Yu had never fully controlled it.
In the eyes of most people in the Celestial City, the celestial race and he were not yet trusted by the masses.
“Then, why not use the innate power of the celestial race to help the mortals in the Human City?”
“Are you suggesting giving them your powers? That won’t work. There are too many people, and there aren’t enough powers to go around.”
Feng Zhi shook her head. The inheritors of the celestial race in the Underground City were carefully selected.
“Who said we must give them our powers?”
Li Mo raised his index finger.
He found it strange that such a simple truth needed to be stated.
“For example, Feng Zhi, you can disperse toxic mists. For instance, Chun Mang, you can cultivate seeds, bringing life to farmland. Then there’s Yan Rong, who can provide subterranean fire for metalworking…”
“You were born with characteristics that command respect.”
“But you never realized how much mortals revere those who feed and clothe them. Their reverence surpasses the awe brought by sheer power.”
Feng Zhi and Chun Mang stood motionless, deep in thought.
Helping the Human City build itself would be beneficial for both the Celestial City and the celestial race.
Even Jiang Yu wouldn’t object.
After all, he would never consider mortals a threat.
“Since it’s something you asked for, let’s call it the Spring Breeze Plan!”
“But the celestial race is too distant from the mortals. Ink City needs to act as a mediator.”
Li Mo paused and continued,
“Before that, there’s another matter to handle…”
“What is it?”
…
Half an hour later, at the top of the Capturing Building in Ink City, the renowned catcher and the elders of Ink City, including Dong Chang Tian, gathered here.
Li Mo stepped to the center and solemnly announced:
“Ladies and gentlemen, I have something important to declare. If I don’t say it, my heart will never be at peace.”
“In fact, I am a spy.”
Little Li revealed his true identity.
