[Frost Crystal Construct], an elemental creature from the Fragmentum wandering around Jarilo-VI.
Well, why couldn't a monster count as a character? Bai Mo was out of ideas, anyway.
Wu Feng curiously walked over and touched the Little Ice Bird in Bai Mo's arms. Under Bai Mo's control, it felt cool and pleasant to the touch.
Ning Tian, the good girl who had stopped cultivating, watched with equal curiosity.
After Bai Mo summoned the Frost Crystal Construct to the Douluo Continent, it became something only at level 30.
The Star Rail Pass could only summon characters at fixed levels: blue ones at level 30, purple ones at level 60, and gold ones at level 90.
But characters could still level up through cultivation or by using the corresponding items Bai Mo drew.
"That's a pretty good Soul Beast. Its strength may be lacking, but you summoned it at level 10."
Sect Master Ning offered her assessment. She had also called Bai Mo's draws summons, though there wasn't much difference.
"What's the maximum number and level you can summon? Does it increase as you grow stronger?"
Little Red Hair, wearing a troubled expression, was listening closely to Bai Mo's answer, too. She couldn't beat him anymore! How could he still get stronger?!
"How should I put it? There's no limit to the number, but I won't necessarily summon a character. Also, the level of whatever I summon is fixed, but it can keep increasing through cultivation!"
"You're already very strong. But there's one crucial question: do these summons belong entirely to you?" Sect Master Ning's expression turned serious.
"Mm, I can control it completely."
"Bai Mo, Bai Mo!" Ning Fengya sat on the sofa, tapping her fingers lightly on the table.
Bai Mo stood obediently, waiting for Aunt Ning to ask her next question. He hadn't expected to hear this instead.
"Bai Mo, how about I have Ning Tian be your wife?"
Ning Tian pressed her lips together and said nothing.
Little Red Hair looked ready to excitedly blurt something out, but her own mother clamped a hand over her mouth and pulled her away.
"Aunt Ning, what are you talking about? What does 'wife' mean?" Bai Mo's clear eyes met Ning Fengya's deep gaze.
"Nothing. I was being greedy. Let me put it another way." Ning Fengya smiled gently, then glanced at Wu Qingyao, who was still in the room, signaling for her to put up a barrier.
Then a gentle but serious voice rang out:
"Bai Mo, as the Sect Master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, I'd like to make a deal with you."
"Aunt Ning, go ahead. I'm listening!" Bai Mo nodded repeatedly to show how well-behaved he was.
Hearing Bai Mo call her Aunt Ning, Ning Fengya didn't ask him to address her differently.
Since Bai Mo was willing to accept this family bond, Ning Fengya naturally wouldn't reject it.
"Until you can protect yourself, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect will do everything in its power to cultivate and protect you, even if the cost is everything the sect has."
"Bai Mo, to be honest, ever since I found you back then, I've thought of you as half my child. But even if you really were my child, without the corresponding potential, you still wouldn't receive the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect's all-out support."
"Mm-hmm, I think of Aunt Ning as half my mom, too! And Sister Wu counts as half, too!" Bai Mo chimed in with Ning Fengya's words, sneaking in a bit of cheekiness as well.
"You little rascal. I think you'd be more than happy to call Qingyao 'Mom'!" Sect Master Ning teased, then continued:
"But back to the point. The terms of the deal are simple. Once you've grown strong, if the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect faces the threat of destruction, lend us a hand—assuming we haven't already been destroyed. Also, if you take a liking to Ning Tian, you can give her an Aromatic Silk Beauty. That would be enough to satisfy me."
"Aunt Ning, those terms are too easy. I can't accept them. Even if you didn't cultivate me, just for saving my life when I was little, I ought to fulfill both of those conditions!"
"Enough. It's settled! Bai Mo, with your Martial Soul, you'll definitely establish your own faction in the future. If we don't make things clear from the start, my Nine Treasures Glazed Sect may find itself in a difficult position later."
That evening, after eating his fill, Bai Mo returned to his room. He planned to take a good look at his Emperor Scepter.
Bai Mo calmed his mind and let his consciousness sink into the scepter. Inside was a vast, empty world, bleak and barren, with nothing in it.
No, there was a Big Bug sprawled on the ground, stiff as a board. It looked like it was about to die.
Remembering the fellow, Bai Mo immediately inspected the Big Bug's file.
Since a Martial Soul was essentially a reflection of a person's soul and bloodline, one could say Bai Mo was half an Emperor Scepter himself. Naturally, he could understand what the Big Bug's densely packed file said.
"Current status: near death? Hungry? Thirsty? Let me look... all this information can be rewritten! There's even a reset option?"
Bai Mo put the Big Bug's file away with mixed feelings. Good thing he hadn't drawn his beloved Cyrene; otherwise, it would've been a pretty hellish joke.
"Forget it, forget it. I won't touch this information. I just have a feeling that changing it would strip away its humanity."
Then Bai Mo opened My Computer and entered a few lines of code. The bleak world immediately burst into color.
Bai Mo had simply copied a basic survival program from the Douluo World into this world. He wasn't planning to copy anything else from outside, like the energy system or the evolution of living beings.
Maybe one day he'd draw that pointy-hat lady and let her handle it.
"This power really is intoxicating!" Bai Mo marveled as he felt the maximum time flow rate of 10.
"I've decided. First, I'll make a little angel to play with!"
Bai Mo did think there was something taboo about altering information that had become a soul, but surely there was nothing wrong with writing a program himself!
Besides, making someone he might know from Douluo 2 in the future didn't feel right either. Bai Mo decided he might as well make someone from Douluo 1!
"Wuwu, let's see... First, give her golden hair and make her taller. Her chest? Hehehe~"
Bai Mo waggled his eyebrows and cackled as he molded his little data doll.
"All done! Ta-da!" Bai Mo stuffed the newly written data into the computer's C drive.
Inside the scepter, the figure who appeared before Bai Mo was a mature man wearing a golden palace gown. He had a tall, straight build, flowing blond hair, a beard, and absurdly huge pectoral muscles.
"Delete. Pull up the original draft. Change it to female. Put it in the C drive."
Then the Qian Renxue in Bai Mo's imagination made her dazzling debut before him.
Bai Mo let his gaze roam over 'Qian Renxue' without the slightest restraint, as if seriously admiring his own masterpiece.
"Too bad. She's a bit too big—not quite right!" Bai Mo clicked his tongue as he gave his verdict.
"She doesn't feel human. To give her a bit of humanity, I'd have to iterate on the data inside the scepter, or directly turn a soul whose life I'd taken into data. Neither is something I want to do."
Bai Mo felt a little irritated, but he didn't want to cross the line he'd set for himself. Otherwise, how could he face Cyrene and the other Chrysos Heirs if they were summoned in the future?
"Heh, got it!"
Bai Mo suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.
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