A Wife-Prospering Little Tyrant? Then It Was Fine

Summer solstice, and tomorrow the grand flower festival will be held as scheduled. The Imperial Capital is filled with joy, and the streets are teeming with people. In the time when the three suns are at their brightest but not yet scorching hot, they take to the streets.

This truly has the feel of universal celebration.

The officials in the Ministry of Revenue profited and made up for the deficit in the national treasury. The common people were treated to a feast for the eyes, and Little Li's investment results showed that he made a fortune.

Not only investments, but even the Empty-Bright Myriad-Color Pagoda saw its price surge by four stories.

Now, everyone in the city is saying that it was thanks to his great help that the Hundred Flowers Festival was made so grand.

The Power of All Living Beings that had been saved enabled him to urge the Great Sage to don his armor for a quarter of an hour.

"This stuff is really hard to earn, but it's easy to spend."

Li Mo touched the Empty-Bright Myriad-Color Pagoda.

Good news! The Great Sage is not only leading a group of heroes, but also boasts high strength.

The bad news is that this thing is too expensive to use, so for now it can only be kept as a last resort.

Even worse news: as soon as I put on that outfit, the back of my head started itching, like I was growing a rebellious bone.

The more I travel, the more I feel like I'm trying to tear a hole in the sky.

But then I thought, if the side effects of the Cry Dragon bloodline are so severe, what about the Great Sage wearing it?

As he pondered this, Li Mo opened the Ice Block version of the Thousand Forms Art, hoping to enter the Inner Scene as soon as possible.

A moment later.

Zhong Zhenyue pushed open the door and entered, saying urgently:

"Godfather, you'd better hurry and see! If you're too late, Wind and Moon Cottage will be smashed up!"

"Clam?"

Mr. Li wasn't angry; instead, he was somewhat puzzled.

As everyone knows, even the Fourth Prince doesn't dare to touch Wind and Moon Cottage for the time being, and there are also two hotheads, Zhong Zhenyue and Xie Xuan, in charge.

Even the two of them couldn't control it??

"Who dares to be so bold?" Li Mo asked warily.

Zhong Zhenyue said, "Godfather, your master."

Li Mo: "..."

When the words "King of Brawling" appeared, everything made sense.

As he got up and went downstairs with Zhong Zhenyue, he asked:

"How did the fight start? And with whom?"

"It started with a verbal altercation with a passerby who mistook her for a masseuse at the Wind and Moon Cottage. Elder Han He stepped in to break up the fight, not wanting her to cause trouble in the Imperial Capital."

"Then what?"

"She plans to attack Elder Han He as well!"

"..."

As they spoke, the two arrived at the Wind and Moon Cottage).

Upon entering, one is greeted by a scene of utter chaos.

Shang Wu in a flowing red dress, carrying a wine bottle, was aggressively chasing after a burly man.

Han He's beard trembled with anger, yet he stood among the constables who had rushed to the scene, a Wu Qing bruise on the corner of his eye.

The constable leading the officers, Li Mo, also recognized her; she was Zhao Jing, who had been bound in the secret room.

"Mr. Li, you've finally arrived. This thug was quite troublesome."

"Uh, that's my master."

"Oh? Then let's hurry up and rescue them, or someone might die..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing couldn't sit still any longer.

"Yeah, if it had been any later she might have beaten someone to death." Li Mo covered his face.

Zhao Jing: "??"

She turned her head to look.

Snap--

Just then, in the extremely terrified eyes of the fleeing man, he was grabbed by Shang Wu, and he struggled desperately.

He managed to break free, but then felt a chill down his lower body as his pants pocket slipped from his body, which Shang Wu threw away with a look of disgust.

"..."

Zhao Jing thought to herself, "No wonder she was able to teach Li Mo."

If the law is enforced impartially, Clear Abyss will likely conduct a thorough investigation...

"Stop adding spicy food!"

"You think you can just say you won't fight and then you won't?"

"Don't attack, it's me!"

"I don't care who you are, kid... Hey? My precious apprentice, oh dear."

Shang Wu put down the wine bottle, transforming from a heroic woman into a fierce warrior in an instant. However, having witnessed her display of power just now, seeing her current state, everyone leaned back slightly, as if struck by lightning.

How could anyone possibly tame a woman like that?

Oh, you're the little tyrant who brings good fortune to his wife. Never mind then.

Well, it's worth mentioning that Little Li got the nickname "Swordsman" as he wished, but perhaps he felt that his previous two nicknames were very fitting, and it would be a pity to lose either of them.

Therefore, both nicknames can be satisfied at once.

Little Li is currently unaware of this matter, and those around him who do know about it are also bringing up sensitive topics.

The chaotic scene was finally calmed down with the arrival of the "Wife-Boosting Little Tyrant".

After returning to Wan Chunting.

During the rehearsal of the beauties, Li Mo finally learned the reason for her sob.

She has impressive skills; she can also perform at a grand flower festival.

But when Li Mo heard the words "hard work" from her mouth, he didn't hesitate to take out the fine wine he had recently accumulated and ask her if she wanted fine wine or hard work.

The outcome was a happy one for everyone.

At night, Wan Chunting closed his doors to visitors, but the lights were still on.

The stage in front of the Meridian Gate has been set up. Any missing details can be replaced with the Mirage Pearl. Tonight's event is the final 'rehearsal'.

Li Mo stood in the lobby, finally regaining his senses.

"Hey, Master, did you never really have anything serious to offer in the first place? Were you just trying to trick me into drinking more good wine?"

"As a teacher, how could I do such a thing? You're not going to back out, are you?"

Shang Wu pursed her lips and gulped down the wine, looking as if she were suffering from a bitter taste in her mouth.

"..."

"Hmph, I've never seen you like this before."

Elder Han He was applying medicine to the corner of his eye when he said irritably:

"Our Clear Abyss Sect has produced two people who shine brightly Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, you and Little Bing, and you even won the first place in the Hidden Dragon for the first time. She'll be counting on you to pull her along in the future, so of course we have to take a roundabout approach. Otherwise, what will we do if you look down on us poor relatives?"

"What are you saying?"

Li Mo waved his hand, thinking that his master probably hadn't thought that much about it.

He simply felt that in a few days he would be unable to defeat his disciple, so he gave up martial arts in advance and chose to subdue his opponent by devising a strategy.

Don't let Shang Wu's carefree attitude fool you; she's actually quite meticulous. Otherwise, how could she have invented the infamous King of Brawling's Secret Technique?

"Old man Han He, if I can't handle Xiao Mo, I can certainly handle you!"

When Shang Wu looked at Elder Han He, her expression changed instantly.

"Hmph, I won't bother with you!"

Elder Han He rarely admitted defeat.

Li Mo also discovered the reason through the Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye: "Master, you've broken through to a higher realm?"

"Hehe, I was drunk that day, and I got into a fight with the Sect Master. After that, I reached the fifth realm."

Shang Wu laughed heartlessly.

Li Mo pondered for a moment, "How is the Sect Master?"

"He's alive."

"That's good."

My master seems to have never practiced martial arts seriously, yet he is incredibly skilled in combat and progresses extremely quickly.

At her age, reaching the fifth realm is astonishing even in the Imperial Capital, and she could very well reach the Seventh Realm in the future.

Li Mo then carefully examined it again with his Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye.

The color of Master's Destiny section had changed dramatically.

[Gold].

The concept of fate changing color is not unfamiliar to Li Mo, but the leap from purple to gold is considerable, indicating that something significant must have happened to him that could alter his destiny.

But nothing seems to have happened to Master, and it shouldn't be related to clinging to his coattails. His own destiny is a question mark, so it won't affect others.

Just as I was about to ask another question, the rehearsal had already begun.