“The weather is really nice today.”
Ying Bing pushed open the door, and the morning light poured in with the gentle wind, dyeing her exquisite jade-like face with flowing sunlight.
Recovering from a serious illness made her feel particularly light, and her usually serene eyes rarely showed such ease, making her look like a fairy descending from heaven, making it hard for people to associate her with the weak and delicate ice chunk she had been before.
“Big Sister Bing, have you recovered almost completely?”
Tian Xun was nineteen years old, actually older than Ying Bing.
But Ying Bing’s tall figure, the coldness in her brows, her appearance, and her innate talent brought an undeniable pressure that made her never think about age.
Moreover, on her small notebook, she wrote: “It is suggested to start ranking from second place on the Flower List.”
“Mm-hm.”
Ying Bing nodded slightly.
“It must be because Young Hero Li has been taking care of you these past two days. I saw him not even taking off his clothes, always staying by your side.”
“…Mm-hm.”
Ying Bing’s eyelashes trembled slightly as images of ‘taking care of’ by Little Li and the system’s punishment flashed through her mind. She couldn’t help but rub her head vigorously, and her expression quickly returned to normal.
“It is indeed taking care of me.”
As she spoke, she looked at Li Mo who just came out of the kitchen.
“…..”
Li Mo’s steps faltered, and he coughed lightly.
Little Li felt a bit complicated. With the ice chunk’s illness (more accurately, food poisoning) gone, he breathed a sigh of relief, but upon further reflection…
He didn’t know when he would see the ice chunk’s frail and easy-to-push-over self again…
“Luckily, she recovered quickly; otherwise, I might not have been able to hold on with my vigorous vitality.”
Li Mo nodded and said to Tian Xun.
“I finally understand Big Sister Shang and Big Sister Qin.”
Tian Xun revealed a look of yearning and excitement, and started writing in her little notebook again.
One could see words like ‘love’, ‘mutual respect’ under her pen…
The daily life of the domineering wife and the Cold Fairy √.
Yearning arose because she was also a young girl, at the stage of being naive yet stirring with feelings towards love, and she just happened to see the beauty in the storybooks.
“Let’s have breakfast first.”
Li Mo glanced at the notebook out of the corner of his eye, and got goosebumps on the back of his neck. He quickly passed Tian Xun a bun.
Young lady, things may not be exactly what you imagine.
Of course, he wouldn’t tell Tian Xun this. Even if he did, she wouldn’t be able to write it in her interview, and even if she did, she wouldn’t be able to publish it. The last time Ou Yang’s sketchbook had too many good things, they almost got caught by the authorities.
Yes, this was for Tian Xun’s bright future.
And Li Mo didn’t have much time to deal with Tian Xun’s interviews, so he could only let her write whatever she saw.
Apart from the promotion ceremony, there were also the Huanmo Sect and the Lingxi Gate watching closely, and most importantly, the engagement banquet.
The next day.
With the cool autumn breeze, more and more martial artists from all over came to the Qingyuan Sect. The appearance of a town-state sect changed the landscape of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and the visitors came from all directions.
Even the Buddhist sect from the Western Regions, Penglai from overseas, and the Northern Sealed Heaven Saber sect sent representatives.
Firstly, it was a show of respect to the major sect of the town-state, and secondly, it was to test the foundation of the sect that stood on the Great Shang Imperial Tomb, apart from the younger generation.
Many came openly, and many came secretly.
For example, assassins from the Misty Rain Tower, monsters from the South Border, and demons from the Magician Sect…
There was no shortage of sparring during the promotion ceremony.
At this moment, the scene in front of Mount Peak Hall was quite lively.
Of course, it was the younger generation of disciples, as it was still too early for their elders to display their martial arts.
“Brother, receive my move.”
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Ou Yang’s brush stroke left ink traces in the air.
The ink traces turned into fierce tigers and flying birds, each lifelike and powerful.
On the opposite side, the guest with a sorrowful face merely said ‘not bad’ lightly, and then the light flickered and disappeared.
The ink beasts disintegrated.
Ou Yang could only bow and admit defeat.
To be honest, the younger generation of the Qingyuan Sect wasn’t very dominant.
Mainly because Ling Mo and Ying Bing weren’t there, and without them, the Qingyuan Sect’s true successors still had a significant gap compared to real major sect disciples.
It gave the impression that the Qingyuan Sect didn’t seem to have the aura of a major sect of the town-state…
Ou Yang, such a peak disciple, couldn’t even last three moves in front of Tang Family’s descendant.
“I’ll do it!”
Xiao Qian stepped onto the platform, and slashed with his sword, causing a gust of wind. If it weren’t for the special array on the arena, the area around would probably be barren.
Facing a guest with a sorrowful face, his eyes lit up upon seeing this.
“I never thought that besides Ling Mo and Ying Bing, the Qingyuan Sect also has someone like you. Let’s have a great battle!”
The two exchanged blows on the platform, drawing continuous cheers from below.
Ou Yang sighed in amazement: “I haven’t heard of Tang Six before, but he seems to be quite formidable. Xiao Junior Brother is actually fighting him to a standstill.”
“Old Xiao has improved a lot recently.”
Ling Mo nodded while sucking on his ice lolly.
“This world is truly full of heroes, like fish crossing the river.”
Ou Yang’s tone was somewhat melancholy.
Alright, this way he didn’t feel as humiliated. It wasn’t that he was too weak, but rather because his opponent was too strong.
After his reflections, he added earnestly:
“Junior Brother Ling Mo, although you have achieved success, you should also know that there are always people beyond the heavens and people beyond men.”
“No matter how you break through, someday you might encounter peers stronger than you, enough to be your match. And you might even meet those with higher realms than yours. At that time, you need to fight above your level.”
Ou Yang had read many storybooks, and that’s how they were written.
No matter how much the protagonist became stronger, there would always be peers who were outstanding, and then the protagonist would break through in the heat of battle and reverse the situation…
Winning against the odds and rising against the tide seemed to be an eternal theme in storybooks.
“Senior Brother Ou Yang is right about this.”
Ling Mo wasn’t arrogant, and after being told by Ou Yang, he felt a bit eager to try.
Just then.
Old Xiao on the platform ultimately fell short and lost to the young guest.
“I yield.”
The guest with a sorrowful face revealed a smile like crying, Tang Family’s descendant had never participated in the Qianlong Conference before.
Now it seemed that he was still a standout among his peers.
The flattering voices of the crowd, the approving looks of the elders, filled him with heroic spirit.
So he sank his breath to his dantian:
“Who else!”
