Free Web NovelAt the entrance of Autumn Water Pavilion, several carriages pulled by exotic beasts were parked, and the True Disciples from several peaks were already there.
Actually, the speed of Guan Shen Realm Martial Artists traveling was even faster than carriages.
But traveling exposed to the wind and sun would inevitably leave one covered in dust, losing one's composure.
For occasions like the Martial Arts Summit, everyone was a person of refinement...
“Senior Brother Ouyang, are you carrying so many things with you?”
Li Mo walked out of Autumn Water Pavilion, feeling light.
Among the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters present, he was only relatively familiar with Ouyang.
If a certain True Disciple of Zhenshou Peak were still around, he would have one more acquaintance.
“How expensive are sumaru objects? How could I afford them?”
Ouyang sighed.
“Ahem, did you spend all the money you earned recently?”
“You know, my small business didn't really earn much.”
“Have you considered finding a bookstore and mass-printing? Senior Brother Ouyang, your drawing skills should make them sell well.”
“I have no problem, I'm just afraid the Great Yu Dynasty's laws wouldn't agree....”
“It doesn't necessarily have to be that kind... ahem, that kind of book.”
“Oh? Junior Brother Li, what's your brilliant idea?”
The two chatted idly as they boarded the carriage.
Senior Brother Ouyang's desire for knowledge was off the charts.
Xiao Li was also very happy to impart advanced story experience to him.
After all, Ouyang earning money also counted as his investment.
And by the other carriages, everyone was also greeting each other.
“Senior Brother Shen Yunfei, you secured a seat last time you went to Sword City, so this time it's a sure thing, right?”
“How dare I say so. Rather, Junior Sister Xu Zhiqing, after years of secluded cultivation, must have cultivated a body full of Sword Intent.”
“Alas, this time, I'm afraid several Prodigies from the Qianlong Ranking will also come to test their swords against the world. It will be worth our trip just to witness the Prodigies' demeanor.”
Suddenly, everyone fell silent.
Because not far away, a girl holding a sword walked over.
The True Disciples inexplicably fell silent.
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They had just talked about the Qianlong Ranking Prodigies.
But now, her appearance made people feel that the Qianlong Ranking was nothing special...
.....
After Ying Bing arrived, the carriage slowly started moving.
Midway, Li Mo also left the convoy to visit a hotpot restaurant.
Upon learning that she could travel the Jianghu with Li Dage, Jiang Chulong's mind went blank with joy.
She immediately went to put on her small backpack, not even having time to change her clothes.
Just as the two were about to leave the hotpot restaurant, Li Mo noticed his clothes were suddenly clutched tightly by Xiao Jiang.
What's wrong?
Rubbing the back of his head, Li Mo realized.
Mei Yun was frowning, looking at the two with quite a strict expression.
The words 'Am I invisible?' were practically written on her face.
“How's the hotpot restaurant business recently?”
Li Mo asked somewhat awkwardly.
“It's alright, a profit of twenty taels a month.”
Mei Yun was still frowning.
Li Mo looked at the bustling restaurant, somewhat puzzled. When he opened the hotpot restaurant, he never managed the accounts.
Was the profit really that low?
“According to the recipe you gave, all ingredients must be the best, and then there are all the various government taxes to pay.”
Mei Yun shook her head, not dwelling on these issues. She sighed softly:
“Actually, I don't want Chu Long to go to Yunzhou with you.”
Chu Long's progress in the Dao of Sword recently was immense, even more terrifying than she had imagined.
In the past, the Mistress was a genius, and even being in a Holy Land of the Dao of Sword like Tianshan Sword Manor, she was not as good as Chu Long.
Once Chu Long went to Sword City, it would be difficult for her not to stand out.
“Once one enters the Jianghu, many people are no longer in control of their own fate.”
“Where there are people, there is Jianghu.”
Li Mo subconsciously added.
Mei Yun chewed on these words, narrowing her eyes.
Jiang Chulong pursed her lips, and through the cloth strip, one could see the plea in her grayish-white eyes:
“Aunt Mei.....”
After a moment of silence, Mei Yun seemed to have understood something, and sighed:
“Go then, but you must also promise me a few things.”
She gave many instructions before finally letting them go.
....
Night fell.
The carriage traveled on the wide official road.
The low-key luxurious carriage compartment isolated the outside noise.
Making the inside of the carriage even quieter.
Li Mo put down his teacup, and what met his eyes was the Ice Cube's perfect jade countenance, and not far from her, Jiang Chulong, curled up, afraid of dirtying or damaging anything.
Emmmm.
Senior Brother Ouyang, who was drawing and writing, was subconsciously ignored.
“Ice Cube, can we discuss something?”
Li Mo suddenly spoke.
“You say.”
Ying Bing looked sideways, her delicate brows slightly raised.
Jiang Chulong tilted her head innocently, finding it a bit strange.
Ever since they got on the carriage, Li Dage and this cold older sister hadn't said a word.
Li Mo said helplessly: “In the future, when we spar in the Dao of Sword, can we cancel the part where we hit the forbidden zone?”
In an instant, Ying Bing's fingers curled up as if by reflex.
That numb feeling in her tailbone seemed to be surging up again.
“I already... don't remember, so why would I blame you?”
Li Mo: “....”
If you say that, my butt will have an opinion.
You don't remember, but you hold a grudge, right?
“By the way, Junior Brother Li.” Ouyang suddenly spoke.
“Hmm?” Li Mo turned his head, almost forgetting there was someone else in the carriage.
Ouyang held his drawing board and said in distress:
“Junior Brother Li, you know I'm only good at drawing. I'm really not good at storytelling.”
Li Mo's suggestion to him was to make picture books.
The literacy rate in the Great Yu Dynasty was not high, which created a barrier for the spread of storybooks.
If it were changed to picture books, ordinary people could also understand them, which would be a dimensionality reduction attack!
“Story...”
Li Mo pondered for a moment, glanced at the Ice Cube, and said: “How about I write it for you?”
The Ice Cube seemed to enjoy listening to stories.
Just right, Senior Brother Ouyang needed material.
It was simply killing two birds with one stone!
“Ah?” Ouyang was stunned.
Li Mo smiled: “Your Junior Brother is not talented, but I once had a work that was deeply loved by readers.”
“What work?”
“'The Empress Returns'”
Jiang Chulong blinked, a little curious.
The story Li Dage was going to tell seemed different from the teacher's.
Ying Bing: “....”
She found that she actually remembered the plot of «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» the story.
A double harvest in career and love...
Ouyang: “!”
Just hearing the name, it sounded very promising.
“However, the story I'm going to tell today is not that one.”
Xiao Li's performance personality took over, and he instantly transformed into a Storyteller.
He had already thought about what to tell.
In later generations, this might be a common trope.
But in the present, it was simply earth-shattering!
“What is it?”
Ouyang quickly offered tea.
Li Mo lightly coughed:
“This story is called... 'the overbearing female emperor falls in love with me'!”
Ying Bing: “!”
Clang—
The teacup in her hand, in a moment of distraction, fell to the ground.
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PS: It's time for a big plot again, this humble author is taking a small break. Only two chapters today to adjust my state, sort out the plot, and then get some sleep early. Mwah.
