Exploring the Sword Dao, Ying Bing: "Had I underestimated him all this time?"

This was the first time Ice Block had ever cooked a proper meal.

Adhering to the principle of avoiding waste, several dishes were eventually plated and served.

On the table.

The few lumps of food on the plate gave the illusion of radiating a demonic aura.

"So... what are you doing?"

As everyone knows, Little Li cook.

But the dishes that Ice Block made were indeed a bit beyond his capabilities.

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Ying Bing wiped her face with a handkerchief and said in a cool and aloof tone.

"... And this one?"

Li Mo was silent for a moment, then asked again.

"Stir-fried Pork with Chili."

After Ying Bing finished speaking, she received a surprised look from Li Mo.

How could she recognize her?

"Then this..."

"Nine-Turn Intestines."

She even answered before the question was asked.

Li Mo gasped. "Did you do that on purpose or by accident?"

He could only look away, unable to bear to look directly at her, and said:

"Okay... Hmm, you can cook for yourself now... Hehe, that's impressive. Have you been eating like this for the past few days?"

"I only did it once today."

Ying Bing said softly.

Li Mo: "?"

So why did they have to cook on the day I came back?

This proves it; she did it on purpose.

That's correct.

For Ice Block to cook on her own is like the sun rising in the west.

"Don't judge a book by its cover."

"Perhaps it just looks a bit off; the actual product might be surprisingly good."

Ying Bing parted her lips slightly, her expression earnest.

Let's not get carried away with this now!

Li Mo finally understood why Ice Block had prepared this whole meal.

She appears aloof and refined, yet harbors an underlying arrogance. Although she never says anything, it's evident from her everyday gestures and mannerisms.

Ice Block is not one to be content with being second best; she wants to do everything perfectly.

Including cooking.

But as the saying goes, when God opens a door for you, He will surely weld a window shut with cement.

Her beauty was beyond compare, and her every move was so breathtaking...

"It'll get cold if you don't eat it soon."

Ying Bing spoke softly, cutting off the excuse that Little Li had just come up with.

This sentence is just as damaging as "Dulang, it's time to take your medicine."

"Good!"

"Then I will risk my life to accompany you today!"

Li Mo nodded emphatically, and with a solemn feeling, stretched out his chopsticks.

The hand holding the food trembled slightly.

But perhaps Ying Bing thought he was too slow, so she picked up a piece of Nine-Turn Intestines for him before he could pick up the Scrambled Eggs with Tomato.

The moment he took a bite, a wonderful flavor exploded in his mouth, as wonderful as his past life.

It was sour, bitter, and strange, making one's head spin.

That smell is a life-altering shadow that can wake you from nightmares in the middle of the night.

"Why... why are you crying?"

"Grandmother..."

"Does it remind you of your grandma's cooking?"

No, I saw her.

Seeing a tear slide down Li Mo's cheek, Ying Bing frowned.

There are actually two reasons why she cooks herself.

Firstly, she found it hard to believe that she could do something so badly.

Secondly, if I ask Li Mo for help, I will owe him a favor, and I will have to repay him in some way.

So she studied it carefully these past few days.

Take Stir-fried Pork with Chili as an example. The recipe says that Stir-fried Pork with Chili should be spicy enough, and the aroma should burst out as soon as you take a bite.

So she went to Cauldron Peak and asked Elder Xue for a few bottles of Black Baleful Wood Oil. This material is usually used when the temperature for refining pills is not high enough and an explosive heat is needed to burn off impurities.

Elder Xue said it would be fine to eat it, so she took it back and used it without worry.

Then she didn't quite understand why the recipe said to add a spoonful.

After all, it didn't specify exactly how big the spoon was.

So she added ten seconds.

Is it not tasty?

Ying Bing picked up a piece of Stir-fried Pork with Chili.

Half an hour later.

A new meal was served.

Looking at Ice Block's already rosy lips, which had become even more crimson and tempting, Li Mo sighed:

"Actually, I didn't help you much, you didn't need to go through all that trouble cooking yourself."

"Um."

"Let's eat."

Li Mo rinsed his mouth and then ate two large bites of the vegetables he had stir-fried himself before he felt alive again.

Ying Bing's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked again:

"How is she... now?"

"I left some healing supplements for Chulong, and I've also bought a house for her to stay in. She doesn't need to worry about her daily life. I've instructed the Murong Clan to send her things regularly."

"Um?"

A strange look flashed across Ying Bing's face.

She knew Jiang Chulong's personality; she was a very closed-off girl who couldn't even speak clearly.

Jiang Chulong was actually willing to tell Li Mo her name, which means she gets along well with him.

Watching Li Mo eat heartily, Ying Bing's gaze softened again.

If it were him.

It's not really that surprising.

"Thanks."

"It was just a small favor."

Li Mo coughed lightly and said solemnly, "We're so familiar with each other, there's no need to make such a big deal out of something so trivial."

After learning about Ice Block's cooking process, Little Li said...

Being serious is a good thing, but sometimes it's unnecessary.

Taking into account Ice Block's personality.

Li Mo then said:

"If you really want to thank me, just do me a favor."

How can I help?

"For example... would you like to discuss swordsmanship with me?"

There was no one else around Li Mo to ask questions about.

After much thought, only Ice Block are left.

There's nothing I can do.

He genuinely didn't know how to answer Jiang Chulong's questions.

I wonder what's going on in that girl's little head.

"Want to discuss swordsmanship with me?"

Ying Bing raised her eyes, her delicate eyebrows slightly arched.

Teaching and exploring are two different things.

Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, those qualified to discuss the way of the sword with her are few and far between.

She once wielded a sword path, which meant that her understanding of the sword had reached the very essence of the sword path, placing her at the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Based on Li Mo's previous swordsmanship talent, he was not qualified to discuss it with her.

Further discussion would be more harmful than beneficial to him.

Let me hear your question first.

"I made a list."

Li Mo grinned and pulled a piece of paper from his pocket.

He was afraid he would forget, so he wrote down all the questions.

Ying Bing glanced at it.

His clear eyes suddenly fixed on something, then slowly narrowed.

These problems...

It actually subtly points to the very essence of swordsmanship?

Of course she can answer that.

But Li Mo actually managed to ask such a question?

Asking questions requires skill; the doubts that arise in the minds of geniuses and mediocre people are completely different.

Forehead...

It's like someone getting hit on the head by an apple and asking why they're having such a bad day.

The genius asked why apples fall downwards instead of flying upwards...

Ying Bing stared at Li Mo, her icy eyes reflecting the boy's image, as if trying to see something out of Li Mo's face.

His previous talent could only be described as strange, far from being that of a genius.

What's strange about him is that Li Mo is sometimes dull-witted and sometimes suddenly enlightened. It can only be said that he is "easy to have sudden enlightenment" like ordinary people, not that his talent in swordsmanship is extraordinary.

Did I underestimate him before?

Ying Bing wasn't quite sure of the specific reason:

Is that all?

Li Mo subconsciously scratched his cheek and nodded:

"Okay, that's all for now."