Free Web NovelBlackwater Marsh is perpetually shrouded in continuous rain, and today was no exception.
Pavilions and towers blurred amidst the curtain of rain and shimmering lake ripples.
And in a certain courtyard, before a similarly rippling water [N O V E L I G H T] tank, the reflection of a young man, the newly promoted Heavenly Dragon of the Mingjiao Clan whose name resonated throughout the Southern Border, was visible, along with his body, which glowed with a dark luster.
“The Three Treasures Ganoderma is all gone.”
“Spirit Tiger Bone Strengthening Medicinal Pill... Hmm, that’s also gone.”
Li Mo looked at the empty jade bottles and boxes in his System space, sighing silently.
He had practically bought out all the Body Tempering rare and precious Medicinal Pills from the Hengtong Merchant House in Yunzhou.
To be fair, the quality of Hengtong Merchant House’s items was not bad.
Hmm... provided they weren’t compared to the feedback he got from the Ice Cube.
Forget the Ice Cube, even compared to the feedback Xiao Jiang gave, they were far inferior.
So, Xiao Li could only compensate for quality with quantity.
This resulted in enormous consumption.
Moreover, a peerless-grade Body Tempering martial art required more arduous effort to go from Perfection to Transcendent than all his previous efforts combined.
The progress in observing Divine Intention also slowed considerably.
Xiao Li had originally wanted to make further progress before the competition for the heavenly divine jade.
Currently, his progress was not ideal.
His progress was merely equivalent to that of an ordinary person who was wealthy, exceptionally talented, and unremarkable.
Oh, right.
Recently, he had received many gifts, but very few of them were useful...
Thump thump—
At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked upon.
Opening the door, he saw a certain clan maiden, holding a bright pearl, standing there; this pearl was clearly larger than the previous ones.
Zhen Bang’s cheeks were flushed crimson.
“Wu Mo, this is for you!”
“The quality of this pearl is quite good.”
Li Mo nodded, preparing to take out gold from his System space for exchange.
But then he heard Zhen Bang say, with her head lowered:
“This one doesn’t cost money. An elder from my clan asked me to bring it to you as a betrothal gift...”
“...”
Xiao Li’s hand trembled, almost dropping the bright pearl to the ground.
This was not the first time.
It was well-known that the Yao Race revered Bloodline, and the stronger the Bloodline, the more outstanding the offspring.
Therefore, as the newly promoted Heavenly Dragon of the Mingjiao Clan, Xiao Li Ming Jiaolong’s popularity was simply terrifying.
“The two of us will definitely give birth to an extremely excellent Ming Jiaolong clam!”
“Wait, I’m still very satisfied with this treasured pearl of yours, but...”
“Yay! Lord Wu Mo said he’s very satisfied with me!”
“Can you please let me finish? I come from outside the Southern Border; I’m a traditional Ming Jiaolong, and we don’t have an emotional foundation...”
After a great deal of effort, Li Mo was still unsure if the other party understood his meaning.
Zhen Bang truly didn’t understand.
In the Yao Race’s understanding, as long as a powerful Bloodline individual was satisfied with the offered gift, it meant consent to breed; the Mingjiao Clan was all like this.
What was an emotional foundation?
So, after talking for a long time, Zhen Bang only remembered one sentence:
“Lord Wu Mo said he’s very satisfied with me!”
She turned around with a red face and scurried away.
Li Mo: “Σ(°△°|||)︴”
Only hearing what you want to hear, is that also your Bloodline Power?
Are you doing this on purpose or by accident?
Sighing at the pile of gifts in the room, Li Mo took out the Wukong Seeking the Dao Diagram and began observing Divine Intention.
In the afternoon.
The door was knocked upon again; it was Murong Xiao and his parents.
When he first took Murong Xiao to meet Murong Feng and Wu Qing, something very unexpected happened to Li Mo.
This couple, who had been urged by their clan to have a second child, were quite surprised by Murong Xiao’s arrival.
It wasn’t them who sent the message for Murong Xiao to come to the Southern Border.
Coupled with the coincidentally appearing rebels, who uncharacteristically didn't flee deep into the Southern Border, and just so happened to capture Murong Xiao...
Xiao Li felt that this matter was strange.
This was also the reason he had been racing against time to improve himself recently.
Although there was no direct evidence, there was a faint presence of the Demon Summoning Sect in the Southern Border, and this trip to the Hanging Temple would likely not be peaceful.
The family of three clearly exchanged warm greetings and spent some tender moments together.
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Wu Qing’s eyes were red; she had already learned of Murong Xiao’s encounter on the way, and the fifth-grade Great Yao couldn’t help but tear up again.
But she didn’t know that this Heavenly Dragon in front of her was originally a Human Race.
“I was already coming to the Southern Border; I merely traveled with Brother Murong along the way.”
Li Mo smiled somewhat sheepishly.
He had originally wanted Brother Murong to return directly to the Qingyuan Sect.
“Thank you.”
Murong Feng also bowed.
“You overstate it. I have admired Uncle for a long time.”
“You know me? Although I made a bit of a name for myself when I was young, it’s been so long ago...”
Murong Feng was somewhat puzzled as to where this admiration came from.
Perhaps it was just polite talk?
“Alas, I am naturally happy that Xiao’er has returned, it’s just... Xiao’er is, after all, a Half-demons.” Murong Feng sighed again with a complicated expression.
Li Mo pondered.
That’s not right.
As a Half-demons, it would be better for him to stay within the Mingjiao Clan, wouldn’t it? Moreover, the Yao Race not only had no prejudice against Half-demons but rather yearned for their powerful strength.
But listening to Murong Feng’s meaning, he clearly felt that Murong Xiao would be safer staying in the Human Race territory?
“To be able to learn Buddhist Dharma is also Xiao’er’s Opportunity.”
Wu Qing looked at her son’s bald head and the white jade relic in his palm, and she seemed to subtly feel a sense of relief.
The couple had something on their minds.
But perhaps they felt that this was not something young people should consider, so they didn’t say much.
And this was not a recent encounter.
The Tianming Divine Eye was not mind-reading; it couldn’t know what others were thinking.
“It just so happens that little Wu Mo and the others are also heading to the Hanging Temple, so we might as well go along.”
“When do we depart?”
“Naturally, today, otherwise, why would I come to inform you?”
The Mingjiao Clan’s way of doing things was quite decisive; they would leave as soon as they said so, which was probably why the outside world always said they were impatient.
That day, the other four Water Race Geniuses, including Wu Dameng, were already waiting by the lake.
The Hanging Temple was quite far from Blackwater Marsh, located in the westernmost part of the Southern Border, but fortunately, there was a waterway.
A huge fishbone ship was docked by the shore.
“Our Water Race hasn’t contended for the heavenly divine jade in many years.”
“This time, the Qin Race’s momentum is quite strong. The Great Peng Clan has the Half-demons Zhi Duo Luo, who possesses Half-demons Bloodline. Not only is his Bloodline powerful, but he also knows Human Race martial arts. If you encounter him, do you have confidence?”
The other four Yao looked at the young man not far away, who was examining the fishbone ship.
Without hesitation, they all nodded.
“Yes!”
“Hmm, and there’s the Qingluan Clan, which produced the Qingluan Goddess. She has slain many ferocious Disaster Beasts, and her strength is even more terrifying than Zhi Duo Luo’s. Do you have confidence?”
The four Yao, including Wu Dameng, froze for a moment.
This time, they pondered for a long time.
However, they suddenly recalled that Heavenly Dragon Wu Mo had once said:
With just a slight move, he could make the Qingluan Goddess unable to resist!
“Yes!”
“Brother Wu Mo has the potential of a Heavenly Dragon!”
“They have the Qingluan Goddess, but we have a Heavenly Dragon presiding over us, what is there to fear!”
“The time for our Water Race to hold our heads high is coming! I wonder what kind of Ming Jiaolong-Qingluan battle it will be then.”
All the Water Race had great confidence.
“Huh?”
Li Mo looked back blankly, and after pondering, he felt a bit regretful.
He should have been more reserved.
Suddenly becoming the hope of the Water Race felt quite abrupt.
