“Little Li has been very tired lately, coming home late every day.”
“I wonder what he’s busy with.”
Shang Wu muttered as she watched the busy figure in the kitchen.
The Venerable didn’t know about Little Li’s progress at all.
“He should be practicing his sword skills.”
Ying Bing withdrew her gaze.
These days, she was increasingly certain that Little Li’s ability to ask those questions last time wasn’t just by chance.
Every day, Little Li would ask new questions about swordsmanship, many of which were extensions and deepening of yesterday’s doubts.
What does this mean?
This means he hasn’t slackened off; after discussing, he has practiced diligently and studied hard.
That’s why he comes back late every day.
“He’s working so hard?”
Shang Wu blinked, somewhat bewildered.
“Yes, he is.”
The beautiful eyes reflected in the teacup flashed with appreciation.
If asked what she relied on in her previous life to ascend to the Nine Heavens, it wouldn’t be an extraordinary physique or talent.
For those truly qualified to reach the peak of martial arts, these were just embellishments.
Only perseverance.
This was the most precious treasure that everyone trying to swim against the current in the river of martial arts could easily obtain and easily lose.
“Huh? So he’s made great progress recently.”
Shang Wu’s cheeks flushed, her almond eyes gleaming as she said, “Then this time, our Qunyu Peak will also have its moment to shine in the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Assembly!”
Actually, saying ‘to shine’ isn’t entirely accurate.
Many of Qunyu Peak haven’t even participated…
Shang Wu had long coveted the rewards of the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Assembly.
Based on the disciple’s ranking in the assembly, the sect would give generous resources, including martial arts techniques, medicinal herbs, rare treasures…
“I wonder what rewards the top prize winner will receive.”
Shang Wu’s thoughts drifted further away.
She couldn’t remember the other rewards clearly.
One of them was something that the top three winners of past assemblies had always received.
That was the opportunity to choose a supreme technique.
Thinking of this, Ying Bing gently stroked the Tian Shuang Sword.
The first user of the Tian Shuang Sword had a sword technique that was considered supreme, just like the Chixiao Sword.
Those two supreme sword techniques complemented each other, producing mutual verification and resonance.
In fact, this was actually one sword technique.
“The Sun and Moon Mutual Exchange Sword Technique,” derived from the Heavenly Mountain Sword Pavilion.
Originally, this was a martial art that allowed two people to exchange their essence through swords, progressing together.
Many in the Qingyuan Sect had attempted to recreate the power of the dual-sword fusion, but they all failed because they focused on the wrong things.
“It’s almost dinner time, come help out.”
At this moment, Li Da Chef’s voice came from the kitchen.
Ying Bing put down the Tian Shuang Sword and entered the kitchen.
Tonight they were having hot pot, and the pot base was already prepared. Li Mo was facing away from the door, preparing the ingredients.
“Li Mo.”
“Hmm? Oh right, you don’t eat spicy food anymore, right?”
Li Mo was very focused, not even turning around.
“No, how is your realm now?” Ying Bing asked.
Li Mo fell silent for a moment, then cautiously said:
“Peak perfection of the bl**d and Qi Realm?”
Ying Bing: “?”
Isn’t reaching the peak of the bl**d and Qi Realm enough? Where did all these suffixes come from?
In fact, Little Li had his reasons too.
A normal person who reached the peak of the bl**d and Qi Realm only had ten meridians, whereas he had opened thirty meridians now.
Obviously, this couldn’t be compared to a normal bl**d and Qi Realm peak.
“In that case, I won’t add any chili peppers. We’ll have clear broth tonight.”
Li Mo was curious and asked, “How about your progress?”
“I can achieve Internal Breathing tonight.”
“But let’s add a little bit of spiciness. Without chili peppers, it’s not really hot pot.”
Ying Bing’s tone was calm, yet firm, as if she had no intention of considering any setbacks in breaking through.
Little Li, being a student, wasn’t surprised by this answer.
It was normal for Ice Chunk to perform well.
“Indeed, you won’t stay in the Internal Breathing Realm for long. How’s your preparation for the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Assembly going? I’ll add more garlic; I love eating garlic.”
“I will win the top prize in the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Assembly.”
“You can prepare a separate dish of garlic for yourself.”
There was a slightly strange scene.
Amidst shocking information, topics like whether to add chili peppers or garlic to the hot pot were mixed in.
Neither of the parties felt anything unusual.
“You’ve also made great progress recently.”
Ying Bing softly spoke, wrapping the minced garlic in a small bowl with rays of light.
“Compared to you, it’s nothing.”
As a descendant of Yan and Huang, Little Li adhered to traditional virtues, being humble.
“There’s no need to be modest. I can feel your progress.”
Ying Bing’s eyes reflected Li Mo’s busy figure as she softly said, “Among your peers, apart from me, your swordsmanship proficiency stands unmatched. You have the potential to compete for rankings.”
Li Mo paused for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly:
“What’s the point of competing.”
“Are you hoping to meet me in the finals?”
Little Li indeed had no interest in competing for rankings.
He didn’t lack the rewards from the sect.
“I hope you make it into the top three.”
Suddenly, a voice like jade falling to the ground sounded.
Dong—
Li Mo was stunned and turned around.
The girl carried the hot pot and stood at the door, the moonlight shining behind her, illuminating her icy skin with a faint glow.
The night breeze brushed over her, causing the clothes her mother had sewn to ripple…
“Alright, we’ll meet in the finals.”
Li Mo nodded.
“Mm.”
Ying Bing lowered her head and nodded.
Listening to the footsteps fade away, Little Li turned back, looking at the kn*fe in his hand with a chipped edge and muttering:
“Just now, when I went to ask why, it seemed rather unappealing, didn’t it?”
Forget it, although he didn’t know why Ice Chunk had such expectations of him.
But since he had agreed, he would do it.
His swordsmanship proficiency wasn’t as high as Ice Chunk thought, but if it really didn’t work out…
He would use a hammer.
….
The pleasant dinner time at Qiushui Pavilion ended.
Everyone returned to their rooms.
Li Mo then sneaked out in the dark.
He was already very tired, but he planned to practice extra. After all, he was getting closer to the Internal Breathing Realm, and he was a bit excited to know what it would be like.
Night gradually deepened.
Gurgle gurgle—
The water in the stone pool suddenly boiled, the medicinal power of the ten-thousand-year earth vein essence resembling starlight, flowing into his body according to his breathing pattern.
In the field.
Under the nourishment of the abundant earth pulse essence, the final lotus seed was finally planted.
The thirty-six lotus seeds within his body were all perfectly round, emitting a sacred light, surging with the bl**d-like force of a dragon.
Li Mo did not stop.
Using the residual earth pulse essence, he began to attempt to break through to Internal Breathing.
According to the description of the Fire Heart Lotus Technique.
When the lotus seeds sprout and absorb bl**d and qi to transform into internal energy, it counts as cultivation.
But, Li Mo, who had never encountered bottlenecks before, frowned this time.
“I cannot convert bl**d and qi into internal energy?”
“Has the ten-thousand-year earth pulse essence lost its effect? No… it doesn’t seem to be…”
Opening his eyes, the fiery stars flickered in Li Mo’s pupils, and he pondered as he felt it.
The effect of the earth pulse essence was still powerful; it wasn’t a problem with this aspect.
The problem lay in himself.
He could not condense bl**d and qi into internal energy.
The bl**d and qi in the thirty-six main meridians were too overwhelming.
Even the founder of the Fire Heart Lotus Technique probably never imagined that there would be such a freak with thirty-six lotus seeds, so they hadn’t considered such a situation.
“The superior heart method isn’t enough.”
“I still have one Ancient Bronze Heaven Scroll.”
Li Mo thought for a moment, took out an Ancient Bronze Heaven Scroll he had obtained from Little Princess Jiang.
