What to Give Him? A Date Plan!

The following day at noon.

The villa, originally used for alchemy, was now filled with Weapon Intent, all of which was contained within this small courtyard.

The boy's physique, honed through experience, has shed its youthful imperfections and now exudes a gradually deepening, dark sheen.

This is a sign that the Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body is progressing towards perfection.

Building a strong physique can be easy or difficult.

The difficulty lies in the persistence over time, while the ease lies in not needing to overthink, but simply working towards a goal, and you will definitely make progress every day compared to yesterday.

While undergoing the tempering of the divine weapon, Little Li, who was good at making use of his time, was also observing the Divine Intent.

He discovered this by accident.

While studying the Wukong Seeking the Dao Diagram to temper their Will Soul, they also used divine weapons to hone their physical bodies.

The two not only do not affect each other, but also complement each other.

Li Mo finally stopped around noon.

They opened the gate to the villa and went outside.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the restaurant is already brightly decorated and bustling with activity. Even Elder Zeng from Cloud-Crossing Sword City, along with Bai Jinghong and a few others, have come to help with the preparations.

The restaurant hadn't reopened yet, so they were among the first customers.

The elders chatted amongst themselves, while the younger generation recounted tales of the martial world, creating a harmonious and joyful atmosphere, much like any other ordinary day.

The girl, however, seemed somewhat out of place among the others.

Ying Bing sat under the tree, her eyes serene and clear. A letter lay before her, as if she were pondering some profound martial arts principle. Even the cicadas beside her dared not cry out loud.

The sun is shining brightly.

Through the gaps in the banyan tree branches, dappled gold shadows were cast on her sky-blue dress.

The disciples from Sword City always looked at her with boundless awe, as if she were a fairy.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes flickered, taking in the boy who had just emerged from the villa.

Before he could turn his gaze away, she lowered her eyes to look at the small notebook in front of her.

"Young Hero Li."

"Practicing martial arts on the Mid-Autumn Festival? That's incredibly diligent."

"Here, this is a specialty of my Sword City. Happy Autumn Evening."

Several acquaintances greeted Li Mo and presented him with gifts.

Li Mo had already prepared a return gift, taking out several boxes of mooncakes.

These are the mooncakes he made before, the ones with human figures on them.

"Brother Li, why aren't there any mooncakes of your own?"

Bai Jinghong opened the mooncake box and found mooncakes for Tang Xiaobao, Ouyang, Shang Wu, and others...

Unfortunately, none of them had Li Mo's design on them.

"Neither do I."

Me too.

"No? I clearly made a lot of Lotus Paste Mooncake..."

Little Li scratched the back of his head, completely baffled, and the more he scratched, the itchier his head became.

So many Lotus Paste Mooncake!

How did they disappear?

A reasonable guess is that it was eaten by Senior Brother Ouyang, Ouyang often gets up in the middle of the night to find something to eat...

The sound carried not far.

Ying Bing lowered her eyes and gently rubbed the Big-Headed Doll's head.

Her expression was calm. She opened the letter again, picked up the brush whose ink had dried, but still didn't know how to begin writing.

"Sister Bing, what are you thinking about...?"

A soft voice came from inside.

Ying Bing turned around and saw Jiang Chulong standing there timidly.

"Thinking about... martial arts."

"Real?"

Jiang Chulong blinked her grayish-white eyes. Although her voice was soft, the doubt in her eyes could be seen even through the strip of cloth.

How could Sister Bing be so distracted by martial arts for so long...?

"..."

Ying Bing was lost in thought for a moment, suddenly unsure how to face that clear gaze.

So she looked at the box in Jiang Chulong's hand:

"What's this?"

"A Mid-Autumn Festival gift for Big Brother Li..."

"Gift..."

Watching Jiang Chulong happily run to Li Mo's side, Ying Bing couldn't help but be slightly lost in thought.

Mid-Autumn Festival... it seems like it's time to prepare gifts.

It's only natural to exchange gifts Mid-Autumn Festival; that's perfectly reasonable.

She doesn't even celebrate her own birthday, let alone holidays, and she doesn't have the habit of preparing gifts for others.

But what can be prepared in such a rush?

It seems that no matter what I give him, it all pales in comparison to what he has given me...

Not far away.

"Huh? Lotus seed paste mooncakes? I have no idea, I haven't eaten a single mooncake yet."

When asked by Little Li, Ouyang looked completely bewildered.

"You didn't eat it?"

Li Mo was somewhat puzzled.

"I swear on my virginity, I've been thinking about updating my blog every day lately, and I haven't eaten for two days!"

"..."

Looking at Senior Brother Ouyang's ethereal appearance, Little Li felt that if the first part of his words were removed, they would still be quite convincing.

Li Mo asked with some curiosity:

"You draw pretty fast, don't you? Have you been working that much lately?"

"The main purpose was location scouting; we were out and about every day."

Ouyang shook his head and said, "People can't paint things they haven't seen. I've been wandering around outside these past few days, recording the scenery that's worth painting."

"You're always out and about, barely having time to eat. Aren't you hungry?"

"Actually, I didn't feel hungry."

Ouyang also found it strange.

"..."

Li Mo couldn't help but imagine that scene.

It's Autumn Festival recently.

As we all know, the streets are very lively during such a grand festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival also has the meaning of lovers reuniting.

The streets reeked of sourness, and Senior Brother Ouyang, a typical anime fan, went out into the street.

It's a miracle they didn't die from overeating.

"So, which place has the best scenery?"

Li Mo changed the subject, avoiding delving deeper into the issue.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Senior Brother Ouyang excels at drawing scantily clad young ladies; his background art is just as good.

"You've come to the right person."

Ouyang, appearing quite knowledgeable, spoke eloquently:

"Besides the Dragon Gate on Fish-Dragon Street, the Magpie Bridge and the Top Scholar Pavilion in Yun Province City also have excellent scenery."

"Ouyang has a good eye."

Wu Chushu, standing to the side, nodded and smiled:

"The poetry gatherings at the Top Scholar Pavilion and the river lanterns on the Magpie Bridge are both exceptionally beautiful."

Bai Jinghong rarely joined the discussion either. "By the way, there's Fireworks Festival later, which the whole of Yun Province City can see."

Li Mo listened to the vivid descriptions of the others, memorizing all the details they mentioned, and couldn't help but glance to the side.

"Ice Block!"

"Um?"

Ying Bing raised her head, and the young man entered her gaze. Just then, sunlight filtered through the leaves, shattering the tranquility.

Of course, to outsiders, she remained as aloof as ever.

Li Mo, however, did not think so.

"So, shall we go to these places tonight?"

"Good."

"You haven't even asked where it is yet."

Li Mo chuckled to himself.

The girl had already gotten up and sat down beside him, her hair falling onto his neck.

It smells nice and makes you feel itchy.

You'll know once you go.

A hint of tenderness Ying Bing's eyes, perhaps even she herself didn't notice?

Ouyang: "..."

Why can't he control his mouth? He can't even finish the mooncakes he just got.

He suddenly realized why he wasn't hungry after running around outside for two days.

"..."

Bai Jinghong and Wu Chushu exchanged a glance.

Everyone, have a nice chat. Are you here collecting date routes?

Are you polite?