Pinch a Little Angel

[Frost Crystal Construct], a Fragmentum elemental creature wandering Jarilo-VI.

Well, why wouldn't a monster count as a character? Regardless, Bai Mo had no other choice.

Wu Feng walked over curiously to stroke the little ice bird in Bai Mo's arms. Under Bai Mo's control, the little bird felt cool and quite pleasant to the touch.

Ning Tian, the good boy who had paused his cultivation, watched with equal curiosity.

After being summoned to Douluo Continent by Bai Mo, the Frost Crystal Construct had transformed into a version at level 30.

Star Rail Pass could only summon characters at fixed levels: blue for level 30, purple for level 60, and gold for level 90.

However, characters could still level up through their own cultivation or by using corresponding items Bai Mo drew.

"A very fine spirit beast. Although its strength is a bit lacking, it is impressive that you summoned it at level 10."

Sect Master Ning commented. She viewed Bai Mo's gacha pulls as summoning, though there wasn't much difference.

"What is the limit on the quantity and level of your summons? Will it increase as your cultivation improves?"

The little redhead with the bitter expression was also listening intently to Bai Mo's answer. She was already completely unable to beat Bai Mo in a fight! How could Bai Mo still be improving!

"How should I put it? There's no limit to the quantity, but there's no guarantee I'll summon a character. Also, the summoned level is fixed, but they can continue to improve through cultivation!"

"That is already very strong. One crucial question: do these summoned entities belong entirely to you?" Sect Master Ning's expression turned serious.

"Yes, I have complete control over them."

"Bai Mo, oh Bai Mo!" Ning Fengya sat on the sofa, her fingers tapping rhythmically against the table.

Bai Mo stood obediently, waiting for Aunt Ning to ask the next question, but he didn't expect to hear this:

"Bai Mo, how about I let Ning Tian be your wife!"

Ning Tian pursed his lips and remained silent.

The little redhead was so excited she wanted to say something, but her mother covered her mouth with one hand and pulled her away.

"What is Aunt Ning saying? What does 'wife' mean?" Bai Mo's clear eyes met Ning Fengya's deep gaze.

"It's nothing. I was being greedy. Let's put it another way!" Ning Fengya smiled gently and glanced at Wu Qingyao, who was still in the room, signaling her to deploy a barrier.

Then, a gentle but earnest voice sounded:

"Bai Mo, I wish to make a deal with you in my capacity as the Sect Master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect."

"Aunt Ning, please speak. 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 make him change his form of address.

Since Bai Mo was willing to acknowledge this familial bond, Ning Fengya naturally wouldn't refuse.

"Before you possess the ability to protect yourself, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect will exhaust all its efforts to nurture and shelter you, even if the cost is everything the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect possesses."

"Bai Mo, to be honest, ever since I picked you up all those years ago, I have indeed treated you as half my own child. But even if you were truly my child, without corresponding potential, you would not receive the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect's total devotion."

"Mm-hmm, I treat Aunt Ning as half a mother too! Sister Wu counts as half as well!" Bai Mo echoed Ning Fengya's words, taking the opportunity to act cute.

"You, oh you. I think you'd rather call Qingyao 'mother'!" Sect Master Ning teased before continuing:

"Back to the point, the terms of the deal are simple: after you grow up, if the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect faces the danger of annihilation, I ask that you lend a hand, provided it hasn't been destroyed yet. Additionally, if you fancy Ning Tian, you can give her an Aromatic Silk Beauty. With that, I shall be satisfied."

"Aunt Ning, these two conditions are too simple. I cannot accept them. Even if you didn't nurture me, just for saving my life when I was a child, both of these conditions are things I should do anyway!"

"Alright, that's settled! Bai Mo, with your spirit, you will surely establish a faction in the future. If we don't make things clear from the start, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect might find itself in an awkward position later on."

That evening, after eating his fill, Bai Mo returned to his room. He prepared to study his Emperor Scepter properly.

Bai Mo calmed his mind and sank his consciousness into the interior of the scepter. It was a vast, empty world—a desolate expanse with nothing in it.

Wait, there was a giant bug frozen on the ground. Was it dying?

Recalling this fellow, Bai Mo immediately checked the giant bug's file.

Because a spirit is the manifestation of a person's soul and bloodline, Bai Mo could be considered half of the Emperor Scepter itself, so he naturally understood the dense, complex data written in the bug's file.

"Current status: near death? Hunger? Thirst? Let me see, all this data can be rewritten! There's even a reset function?"

Bai Mo closed the giant bug's file with a complicated expression. It was a good thing he hadn't summoned his beloved Xilian, otherwise, it would have been a dark joke.

"Forget it, forget it. I won't touch this data. I have a feeling that if I do, I'll lose my humanity."

Afterward, Bai Mo opened his computer and typed in a few lines of code. The desolate world immediately became filled with color.

Bai Mo simply copied a set of basic survival code from the Douluo world into this one. He didn't intend to copy the external energy systems or biological evolution.

He would wait until the day he summoned the lady with the pointy hat to let her handle that.

"This power is truly intoxicating!" Bai Mo felt the time flow rate at its maximum of 10 and couldn't help but sigh.

"Decided. I'll start by crafting a little angel to play with!"

Bai Mo did feel that altering data that had become a soul was a bit taboo, but surely there was no harm in writing his own code!

Besides, crafting an acquaintance he might encounter in the future of Douluo 2 didn't feel quite right, so Bai Mo decided to just craft someone from Douluo 1!

"Wuwu, let me see. First, I'll write in golden hair, adjust the height a bit taller, and the chest? Hehehe~"

Bai Mo twitched his eyebrows and chuckled strangely as he pinched his data doll.

"Mission accomplished! Ta-da!" Bai Mo shoved the newly written data directly into the computer's C drive.

Inside the scepter, what appeared before Bai Mo was a mature male wearing a golden palace dress, possessing a tall, upright figure, flowing blonde hair, a beard, and exaggerated pectoral muscles.

"Delete, pull up the original draft, change to female, insert into C drive."

Following this, the Qian Renxue in Bai Mo's mind made a dazzling entrance before him.

Bai Mo's unscrupulous gaze wandered over 'Qian Renxue', as if he were seriously admiring his own masterpiece.

"A pity, a bit too big, doesn't quite match!" Bai Mo clicked his tongue in critique.

"No human touch. To have a bit of humanity, one must iterate the data within the scepter, or directly write the souls of those I've deprived of life into data. Neither of these is what I want to do."

Bai Mo felt somewhat irritable, yet he did not want to touch the bottom line he had set for himself. Otherwise, how could he face the likes of Xilian and the other Golden Descendants when they were summoned in the future?

"Aha, I've got it!"

Bai Mo suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.