Free Web NovelThe next day, at noon.
The annex, originally used for Alchemy, was now filled with a dense, sharp Qi of soldier-killing, all confined within this small courtyard.
The boy’s refined body, stripped of its impurities, gradually displayed a heavy, dark luster.
This was a sign that the Extreme Soldier Slaughtering Body was progressing towards Perfection.
Body Refining is both easy and difficult.
It is difficult because of the long-term persistence required, but easy because you don't need to overthink; you just need to work towards one goal, and you will surely improve each day compared to the last.
While enduring the tempering of the divine weapon, Xiao Li, who was good at utilizing time, was also observing Divine Intention simultaneously.
This was something he discovered by accident.
He tempered his Yi Soul by observing the Wukong Seeking the Dao Diagram while also using the divine weapon to refine his body.
Not only did the two not interfere with each other, but they complemented each other instead.
Li Mo only stopped when it was nearing noon.
He opened the door of the annex and went out.
Today was the Autumn Evening Festival, and the restaurant was already decorated with lanterns and streamers, bustling with activity.
Even Elder Zeng from Sword City and Bai Jinghong had come to help with the preparations.
The restaurant had not yet officially reopened, so they were the first batch of guests.
The Elders chatted among themselves, while the younger generation recounted Jianghu anecdotes, enjoying themselves as if it were just an ordinary day.
However, the young girl seemed a bit out of place among everyone.
Ying Bing sat under a tree, her eyes serene, with a letter in front of her, as if contemplating some profound martial arts theory, so much so that even the cicadas dared not chirp loudly beside her.
The sunlight was just right.
Filtering through the gaps in the banyan tree, it cast fragmented golden tree shadows on her sky-blue dress.
The Disciples from Sword City always looked at her with infinite reverence, as if they were looking at a Fairy. frёeωebɳovel.com
Suddenly, the young girl's eyes moved slightly, taking in the boy who walked out of the annex.
Before he could turn his gaze, she lowered her eyes to the small notebook in front of her.
“Li Shaoxia.”
“Still practicing on Autumn Evening Festival? That’s too diligent.”
“Here, this is a specialty from our Sword City. Happy Autumn Evening Festival.”
Several acquaintances greeted Li Mo and presented him with gifts.
Li Mo had already prepared return gifts, taking out several boxes of mooncakes.
These were the mooncakes he had made earlier, featuring portraits.
“Brother Li, why aren’t there any mooncakes with your own image?”
Bai Jinghong opened a box of mooncakes and found that it contained Tang Xiaobao’s, Ouyang’s, Shang Wu’s...
But none with Li Mo’s image.
“I don’t have any either.”
“Me too.”
“None? I clearly made a lot of lotus seed paste mooncakes...”
Xiao Li rubbed the back of his head, feeling quite puzzled, and the more he rubbed, the itchier his head became.
Where did all those lotus seed paste mooncakes go?
How did they disappear?
A reasonable guess would be that Senior Brother Ouyang ate them; Ouyang often got up in the middle of the night to find food...
The sound carried to a nearby spot.
Ying Bing lowered her eyes and gently rubbed the head of the boy with a large head.
Her expression was serene, and she turned the letter over, picked up the brush whose ink had already dried, but still didn't know how to begin writing.
“Ying Bing, what are you... thinking about?”
A soft voice came.
Ying Bing turned her head and saw Jiang Chulong standing there timidly.
“I’m thinking about... martial arts.”
“Really?”
Jiang Chulong blinked her grayish-white eyes, and though her voice was soft, her confusion was visible through the cloth covering her eyes.
How could Ying Bing be lost in thought about martial arts for so long...
“...”
Ying Bing was momentarily lost in thought, suddenly unsure how to face that clear gaze.
So she looked at the box in Jiang Chulong’s hand: freewёbnoνel.com
“What is this?”
“It’s an Autumn Evening... gift... for Li Dage.”
“A gift...”
Watching Jiang Chulong happily run to Li Mo’s side, Ying Bing couldn’t help but fall into a slight daze.
Autumn Evening Festival... it seemed one was supposed to prepare gifts.
It was only natural; exchanging gifts on the Autumn Evening Festival was quite reasonable.
However, she didn't even celebrate her own birthday in the past, let alone other festivals, so she wasn't in the habit of preparing gifts.
But on such short notice, what could she prepare?
It seemed no matter what she gave, it would appear pale in comparison to what he had given her...
Not far away.
“Huh? Lotus seed paste mooncakes? I don’t know, I haven’t even eaten a single mooncake yet.”
Facing Xiao Li’s inquiry, Ouyang looked utterly bewildered.
“You didn’t eat them?”
Li Mo was a bit confused.
“I swear on my chastity, I’ve been thinking about updates every day recently, I haven’t eaten for two days already!”
“...”
Xiao Li looked at Senior Brother Ouyang’s ethereal expression and thought that if the first half of his statement were removed, it would be quite convincing.
Li Mo asked curiously:
“Don’t you draw quite fast? Is your workload that heavy recently?”
“Mainly it’s the location scouting; I’m running around outside every day.”
Ouyang shook his head and said, “One cannot draw what one has not seen. These past few days, I’ve been wandering outside, recording the scenery worth drawing.”
“Running around outside every day and not even having time to eat, aren’t you hungry?”
“Actually, I don’t feel hungry.”
Ouyang also found it strange.
“...”
Li Mo couldn't help but imagine the scene.
It was Autumn Evening recently.
As is well known, during such grand festivals, the streets are very lively, and the Autumn Evening Festival also carries the meaning of lovers reuniting.
The streets are filled with the sour smell of romance, and Senior Brother Ouyang, an otaku, is walking on the street.
It’s a miracle he didn’t get fed up to death.
“So, where are the best places for scenery?”
Li Mo changed the subject, avoiding delving deeper into the issue.
Although Senior Brother Ouyang’s forte was drawing refreshing young ladies, his scenery drawing wasn't bad either.
“You’ve come to the right person for that.”
Ouyang, looking very knowledgeable, spoke eloquently:
“Besides the Dragon Gate on Yulong Street, the Qiao Bridge and Zhuangyuan Building in Yunzhou City both offer excellent scenery.”
“Brother Ouyang has good taste.”
Wu Chushu, who was nearby, nodded and smiled:
“The poetry gatherings at Zhuangyuan Building and the river lanterns on Qiao Bridge are both excellent sights.”
Bai Jinghong also rarely joined the discussion: “Oh, and later in the evening, there will be a fireworks display that can be seen throughout Yunzhou City.”
Li Mo listened to them describe it vividly, mentally noting down ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) the places they mentioned, and couldn’t help but look to the side.
“Ice Cube!”
“Hmm?”
Ying Bing raised her delicate head, and the boy entered her gaze, just as the sunlight filtered through the leaves, breaking her serenity.
Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, she remained as cold as ever.
Li Mo, however, didn’t think so.
“Then, shall we go to these places tonight?”
“Okay.”
“You didn’t even ask what places they are.”
Li Mo chuckled wryly.
The young girl had already gotten up and sat beside him, her hair even brushing his neck.
It carried a fragrance and felt ticklish.
“You’ll know when we get there.”
Perhaps even Ying Bing herself didn't notice the hint of tenderness in her eyes?
Ouyang: “...”
Why couldn’t he control his mouth? The mooncakes he just got, he couldn’t eat them anymore.
He suddenly understood why he hadn’t felt hungry after running around for two days.
“...”
Bai Jinghong and Wu Chushu exchanged glances.
We’re having a nice chat, and you’re collecting date routes here?
Is that polite?
