“It’s common knowledge that youngsters are all hot-headed, and Little Li has always been your typical childish ghost, so facing off with him can be quite a spectacle!”
“It’s also well known that being too hard-headed can be brittle, and being hot-headed can lead to sickness.”
If anyone else heard this description of Little Li, they’d probably think Young Hero Li is pure-hearted and always radiantly spirited.
But coming from this slightly peculiar system, coupled with Ying Bing having witnessed the transformation of the childish ghost, what could this possibly mean?
It’s a sickness that feels like the Hammer Treasure on fire!
Waving about without a sense of touch, Ying Bing couldn’t help but curl her delicate hand into a ball.
“The punishment this time is to help Little Li cure the Hammer Treasure’s illness.”
“Cure the Hammer Treasure…?”
Serene as a maiden, with icy elegance, whoever saw her with a frosty expression would definitely say she was cold yet breathtakingly beautiful.
No one could imagine that a light flashed in her mind, which was actually the result of something leaking out from Little Li’s brain’s world gate.
Maybe it was because she looked a bit dazed.
The system questioned again:
“Is there nothing you can do, Host?”
“I don’t quite understand what you’re saying.”
Ying Bing snapped back to reality; hearing the system’s inquiry, her expression remained unfazed, as if completely indifferent.
Feeling a bit guilty, she tried to act all self-righteous.
Speaking of which, it seemed like she learned this trick from someone…
“Detection shows the Host is confused, therefore the system has the obligation to provide the Host with complete reward methods.”
Ying Bing: “?”
“Now playing relevant clips…”
Ying Bing: “??”
At this moment, the Cold Fairy sat in front of her desk, preparing to write a martial arts manual for Little Li. Anyone who spotted her would probably assume she was contemplating some profound martial art.
But what occupied her brain was exclusively methods to heal the Hammer Treasure.
…
Meanwhile, Li Mo had just finished washing his clothes and was relaxing in his room, no longer munching on ice popsicles.
He prepared to grab something but accidentally pulled out a pure Yang robe. He sighed and tucked it back away.
“No way, I need to find something to do.”
Li Mo lay on his bed for ages, his mind drifting into his inner world.
This place had evolved beyond a mere little world; it was now operating on the foundations he created.
A red giant stood stomping around in chaos, a starry sky above—it was grand and majestic, completely different from other people’s inner worlds, truly leaving an indelible mark on the martial arts.
Little Li studied gravely, causing the starry sky to stir as strange phenomena manifested in light and shadow.
A grand sound filled the universe, shaking the world.
“Huluwa, Huluwa, seven flowers on one vine…”
“Whoa… don’t say it, really don’t say it; this snake spirit is kinda flirty…”
After watching for a while, Li Mo felt like he was about to be done for.
Watching Huluwa nearly led him astray! Is that right?
What’s the difference between this and Uncle Murong?
Of course, that was secondary; the real issue was how pricey watching cartoons was, akin to the good old days of 2G, where one dollar barely got you 1MB of data to download videos online.
He was running low on energy and his wallet was looking pitiful.
“Is this the deal? Once a little world on its own, but now my inner world is completely based on me?”
Little Li finally found a distraction to take his mind off things.
That said, others were cautiously solidifying their realms after breaking through, diving into the martial arts.
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Little Li still needed that flirty snake spirit to give him a nudge.
After contemplating for a while, he finally came to understand his little slice of the universe.
In a normal fourth realm, the internal and external worlds of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths mutually validated and processed into a loop, allowing continuous flow.
That’s the biggest difference between the inner scenery realm and the Observation Realm. As long as one doesn’t exceed the critical point of the loop, the subsequent power is endless.
But Li Mo’s inner realm had no trace of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths at all.
Even if he achieved the harmony of heaven and man, they couldn’t validate each other, let alone create a loop.
So whether it was combat, cultivation, or even watching “Huluwa,” he had to rely solely on himself.
The trouble was, all 365 stars needed different energy points to light up, just like the Great Suns in his body needing the flames of karma and fallen star fire.
Of course, he could directly absorb the world’s essence, but the speed would be painfully slow.
Heavenly materials and earthly treasures would shorten this process significantly.
“How many heavenly materials and earthly treasures for 365 mystical pills?”
Thinking this through, the financially carefree Little Li was slightly alarmed by the figure.
At his current training speed, once the investment returns ran out, he’d probably have just over two months. After all, a large chunk of the feedback included heavenly materials, but not everything would be usable.
Li Mo wasn’t one to fret over doomsday scenarios, and right now, it wasn’t quite a pinch point.
Once the stock ran out, he could just spend some money to buy more.
So, he pulled out a Solar Mystic Crystal, ready to draw out its essence, then paused and took out a Lunar Mystic Crystal instead.
…
The next morning, Li Mo opened the door to the courtyard, stretched lazily, and shuffled into the kitchen. After a night of absorbing two types of heavenly materials packed with foreign energies, he felt deeper in his presence, not as dramatically intense as an ordinary fourth realm being but rather closer to a common person.
Part of it was because his inner world was independent of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Another part lay with his physique and the Eighth and Ninth Mystic Arts.
Thanks to these arts, he could perceive the variety of energies flowing around in the air, such as the spiritual essence of the mountains and the dying breath of autumn cicadas…
“Hey? Where’s the Solar Essence?”
Li Mo looked up, scanning the horizon as three suns appeared sequentially over the horizon, with the eastern sky reddening from the roasting rays.
With such intense three suns, it made sense that Solar Essence should be abundant, yet he couldn’t sense any at all.
“No wonder with the Three Great Suns, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are in constant drought.”
Li Mo mused; perhaps Da Yu had powerful beings limiting the outflow of Solar Essence.
He thought no more of it and slipped into the kitchen.
After returning to the capital from the South Border with the King, he and the elders of the Qingyuan Sect had to send out flyers.
“Cooing, cooing…”
“Stop crying! It’s annoying, you sound like a baby!”
“Wah, wah, wah!!!”
“Not a baby, not a baby; here, cheers to you! Am I still not a bro?”
“Roar, roar, roar…”
“?”
Hearing the crying outside, Li Mo put down the spatula and poked his head out.
In the courtyard stood a young girl with her hair in pigtails, dressed in a way that clearly didn’t belong to this era, crying like a little beast.
Shang Wu sat next to her, holding her head like she had no more will to live.
“Whose daughter is this? She’s actually kinda cute.”
“My little brother, Shang Li.”
“??”
