Li Mo: "Am I really that amazing?" Return of the Empress?

That concludes today's fighting instruction session.

But according to Master's instructions, we must continue tomorrow.

"Let's play again tomorrow."

Li Mo walked into the kitchen with a blank expression.

This is unbearable.

"Using the power of the World Seed is indeed too much of a burden..."

"Wait, my Internal Breath?"

Just as Li Mo lit the stove to cook, he noticed changes in his body.

His Internal Breath was actually a few degrees stronger than before the fight?

But all he got was a beating.

"You've experienced the benefits now, haven't you?"

"Hmph, most people wouldn't even be worthy of being beaten by me."

Shang Wu's languid voice drifted over, and she resumed her casual posture, leaning against the doorframe with her hands behind her back.

Li Mo seemed lost in thought.

Field?

It seems that the beautiful master didn't release the domain without a reason.

His long-term consumption of Earth Vein Spirit Milk inevitably left some of his essence in his body, which could not be fully absorbed.

Did his master's aura facilitate his further refinement of essence?

Moreover, his physical body seemed much more comfortable than before, and the Weapon Slaughter Sharp Qi hidden within had been tempered.

It's somewhat similar to...

The image of Sun Wukong jumping into the Eight-Trigrams Furnace flashed through Li Mo's mind.

"Thank you, Master."

"I'll treat you to some good wine tonight, really, really good wine."

Li Mo thanked him sincerely.

"At least you have a conscience."

The beautiful master gave a soft snort.

The hands hidden in the sleeves behind their backs also released the rolling pin.

"Huh? Where's my rolling pin? That's weird..."

Little Li was puzzled.

He was planning to make dumplings that evening.

After a flurry of activity, dinner was finally served at the Autumn Water Pavilion.

Li Mo kept his word and brought out the fine wine he had promised.

The Immortal Drunk.

The system has only provided feedback twice so far, making it probably the best reward among all alcoholic beverages.

"You actually have such a good thing!"

"I knew you were Master's best and most obedient disciple."

Shang Wu hugged the wine jar, her delicate nose twitching, and her face was filled with intoxication after just two sniffs.

She smiled happily:

"Tonight, I will teach you the second skill that your master excels at: Thousand Cups Without Drunkenness!"

"..."

Li Mo felt that he didn't necessarily have to learn it.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around:

"You're finally done... Are you alright?"

"Fine."

Ying Bing shook her head, her eyes filled with complex emotions. Her face was as pale as before her pulse was opened, and her voice was a little hoarse.

Li Mo poured her some tea, his expression thoughtful.

This is abnormal, extremely abnormal.

Ice Block are my biggest investment, I absolutely can't afford to have anything go wrong with them.

But if she doesn't say it, how can I...?

Wrong.

I have a cheat code, why am I making wild guesses here?

Heavenly Mandate Divine Eye, activate!

[Name: Ying Bing]

[Age: 16]

[Root Bone: Lunar Phoenix Physique]

[Realm: Internal Breath Condensing-Qi Realm.]

[Destiny: Red (Born with imperial bones, possessing the life force of Xuanbing, the spirit of Qiushui, and the appearance of Phoenix Heaven)]

[Evaluation: Though fate has brought many tribulations, it has always managed to turn misfortune into good fortune. Its wings are not yet fully grown, but when the times change, it will surely soar high in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, a phoenix descending upon the Six Harmonies and Eight Desolations.]

[Recent encounter: Foresaw an existence he could not defeat, and was unable to accept his defeat for a time. He felt incomplete and began to doubt his commitment to martial arts.]

The Taiyin Power had spiraled out of control, remaining deeply entrenched throughout the body, leaving the body in a weakened state.

Li Mo: "??"

How to make the Ice Block feel frustrated?

Whose general is this, so brave and fierce?

"You... are much better than yesterday."

Ying Bing's voice, tinged with weakness, came softly.

"I?"

Li Mo pointed to himself, momentarily taken aback.

"Um."

"Besides the divine weapon, your Internal Breath is also extraordinary."

Ying Bing sat at the stone table, her figure appearing rather thin.

Her mind was indeed in turmoil.

The system's requirements were unexpected for the young man.

These are not the root causes of her being this way.

Most importantly, last night's dream Return Abyss.

She began to doubt her own path, the only one she had persisted in.

She suspected that she was still Immortal Ascension Path to immortality, and had never truly been reborn...

She really can't tell.

"... I?"

Li Mo was speechless for a moment.

Was it himself who made Ice Block withdraw into himself?

Ah.

"How is this possible?" Li Mo subconsciously waved his hands repeatedly.

Ying Bing remained silent.

Shang Wu pondered for a moment:

"Good disciple, you're quite strong."

"If I were to fight you at the same cultivation level, it would be about a 50/50 chance. But in a life-or-death battle, you'd have a better chance, maybe 70/30."

The recognition from the Clear Abyss Sect's King of Brawling is quite prestigious.

Li Mo was also stunned.

He was used to being a lazy bum in his past life and had long since accepted his ordinariness.

There's nothing we can do about it. There are all sorts of stories online about 24-year-old Panamera and 14-year-olds getting into Tsinghua University without taking the entrance exam, making him seem like some kind of NPC who just came to earth to make up the numbers.

Only...

In such a short period of time, I seem to have changed quite a bit.

It was so large that even I felt unfamiliar with it for a moment.

He just thought...

If you're only temporarily relegated to a lower position, there's no need to doubt yourself or even life itself.

For Daughter of Destiny like Ice Block, a little hardship is all she needs...

On second thought, isn't this just judging others by one's own standards?

If even I couldn't accept such sudden success in a short time, I could somewhat understand Ice Block, given her inherently aloof and proud nature...

"This wine... tsk tsk."

Shang Wu's cheeks flushed red; she got drunk quickly today, and with a silly grin, she began to mutter:

"I remember when I used to travel the world after leaving the mountain, there were storytellers in the taverns... telling tales and legends of the martial arts world."

"The story is quite interesting, but they like to embellish it, spread rumors, and smear others."

At this point, Shang Wu clenched her fist and slammed it on the table.

Upon hearing this, Li Mo's eyes lit up slightly.

Storytelling...

"Hey? My dear apprentice, have you ever heard of storytelling?"

Shang Wu rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and asked.

I've heard of it more than just a name!

A mysterious smile appeared on Li Mo's lips, "I'm not very talented, but I've heard a lot, and I also know a lot that you definitely haven't heard of."

"Boast."

Shang Wu scoffed, "I've read more books than you've used paper."

Seeing her disbelief, Li Mo glanced at the Ice Block again out of the corner of his eye and coughed lightly:

"Don't believe me? Then I'll tell you."

"Give me one."

The Shang Wu started a commotion.

Although Ying Bing was still not in a daze, she was somewhat attracted.

The inheritance he received was extraordinary; perhaps it contained some secret texts that had long since disappeared from the world?

Snap--

Li Mo slammed his hand on the table, displaying a force reminiscent of a storyteller striking a gavel:

"Two beautiful ladies."

"My mouth is dry and I can't speak. Could I have a drink?"

Little Li's histrionic personality disorder isn't a recent development.

Over time, Shang Wu and Ying Bing became quite used to it.

"Tsk tsk, that's got that vibe."

"Speak well, there'll be a reward if you do."

Shang Wu poured him a cup of "Immortal Drunk" with a smile.

Li Mo took a sip and immediately felt a warm sensation throughout his body. His mind became much clearer, and his thoughts became instantly lucid.

The novels of my past life are different from the storytelling of this world.

However, none of this could stump him.

Simply cut and polish it.

Also, considering the target audience, girls generally like to listen to things with romantic elements...

"The story I'm going to tell today is called 'The Return of the Empress'."

Ying Bing: "?"

Shang Wu: "Interesting."

Li Mo's clear voice echoed:

"This story also includes a short poem."

"A cold wind blows in the Fallen Valley, Spring Autumn Cicada... and the maiden returns!"