Free Web NovelThe next morning.
Within the grotto-heaven of the Water Clan's side hall.
In the turbulent river, a Jiaolong's shadow swam against the current, stirring up large white waves, occasionally swiftly dodging the rocks in ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) the river.
The current grew faster and faster, but the Mingjiao in the water was never swept away by the waves.
Speed had always been Xiao Li's weakness.
Now, transformed into a Ming Jiaolong, with a little practice in the water, he felt as if he had divine assistance.
Bang—
Water splashed, the Jiaolong's shadow soared into the air, transforming into a shirtless youth mid-air.
Under the sunlight, Tianjiao Xiao Li's upper body muscles were strong yet maintained a streamlined aesthetic, reminiscent of a leopard, and faintly glowed with a dark luster. Although his build wasn't large, he exuded an unshakeable presence.
The Jiaolong's shadow behind him added a touch of extraordinary sharpness to the youth.
This was evident from the expressions of the female demons nearby.
"The Yao Race is indeed exceptionally gifted."
Shaking off the water droplets, Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.
His speed in the water now was only slightly slower than Huang Donglai's on land.
The benefits were great.
But there were also drawbacks.
Every morning, Butler Chen stayed longer, and many restless thoughts would surface in his mind...
Whenever this happened.
To achieve clear thoughts, Xiao Li could only observe the Ice Cube in his mind...the 'Ascension to Dao' diagram, using moonlight to calm his heart.
However, his Yi Soul didn't grow, as the Yao Race could no longer observe other Divine Intentions.
"No wonder Brother Murong always fails at abstaining from desire."
Li Mo deeply understood how soft Murong Xiao's weakness was.
Softness and hardness are sometimes complementary; if a certain place is too soft, it can lead to certain other places being too hard.
Whoosh—
At this moment, the turbulent river water slowed down, and Wu Qing said with satisfaction and surprise:
"Not bad, you've already mastered the Mingjiao Clan's water control technique."
"When I was at the Seventh Realm, my speed was only about this."
Li Mo cupped his hands: "Thank you for your help, Aunt. I haven't seen Brother Murong these past two days. How is his cultivation at Hanging Temple?"
As he spoke, he took out dried meat to fill his stomach for breakfast.
"He..."
Wu Qing's expression was complex.
"Xiao'er faced considerable resistance when he entered Hanging Temple in his Yao form."
"Hmm... After all, this is a pure land of Buddhism." Li Mo nodded, understanding.
"Moreover, the Great Masters also said that Xiao'er's worldly desires are hard to sever, especially concerning love..."
Li Mo recalled what was ingrained in the bones of male Ming Jiaolong and sighed: "Brother Murong has actually been working very hard, it's just not very effective."
"Hmm, fortunately, he has excellent wisdom roots. Great Master Hengyuan overcame all objections to accept him and even gave him a Buddhist name."
"What is it?"
Li Mo bit into the dried meat, and the thought of having to call him by a Buddhist name next time they met made him chuckle.
"Monk Zang Ai."
"Pfft..."
Li Mo spit out his dried meat.
This Buddhist name was fitting, but why did it sound so strange?
Monk Zang Ai?
A non-mainstream monk?
Uh...
Brother Murong becoming a Buddhist Disciple in a Half-demons body was indeed quite non-mainstream.
Dong—
As they spoke, a bell chime pierced through the clouds and entered the grotto-heaven.
This was the bell for Hanging Temple's morning lesson, also reminding the Yao Race in each grotto-heaven.
The competition for the heavenly divine jade was about to begin.
Li Mo and the demons walked out of the grotto-heaven together, passed the Marriage Tree, and arrived in front of Hanging Temple's main hall. Though called the main hall, it wasn't as resplendent as ordinary temples, but rather an ancient, rustic temple.
Many of the Yao Race had already arrived.
Aside from the Disaster Beast clans, young talents from all major clans in Southern Xinjiang had gathered here with their elders.
As soon as Li Mo arrived, his gaze scanned among the demons, simultaneously activating his Tianming Divine Eye.
The Ice Cube hadn't arrived yet.
He simply took out a small notebook and started recording.
Soon after.
The information that suddenly appeared before his eyes made him pause.
The young man had golden hair and golden eyes, golden armor and golden wings, and a hooked nose... He was the male bird who had previously blocked his way, followed by a group of female demons joining in the fun.
【Name: Zhi Duo Luo】
【Age: 29 (4120)】
【Bone Root: Golden Roc Bloodline】
【Realm: Guan Shen Seventh Aperture.】
【Fate: Blue with Purple】
【Evaluation: Son of God of the Hundred Beast Hall, a branch of the Demon Summoning Sect. Before the fall of Great Shang, Han Zhen used his own Controlling Mystery Dao, combined with Golden Roc Divine Intention, to give birth to him. He has been dormant in Southern Xinjiang for many years, cultivating the Summoning God True Scripture, growing his Yi Soul through the Power Of Will of incense, and can ultimately bring one of Great Shang's totems, the Great Golden-Winged Roc, back into the world.】
【Recent Encounter: Intends to gain advantage when Wu Mo and Luan Bing are both injured.】
No wonder Zhi Duo Luo had blocked his way that day.
He was clearly eyeing his so-called 'True Dragon Bloodline'!
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Li Mo then scanned the Half-demons beside him.
Indeed.
They were all from the Demon Summoning Sect, all listed on the Qianlong Ranking, and not low in rank.
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"The strong cultivators within the temple may not be unaware, but they probably have no intention of interfering..."
He retracted his gaze.
Li Mo's expression was a bit strange.
Both injured?
Him and the Ice Cube?
Xiao Li suddenly realized he was taking things too seriously; these few Half-demons might not pose any threat to him at all.
Unless the Demon Summoning Sect wanted to make a big stir on Hanging Temple's territory.
A little caution would suffice.
"Qingluan Goddess is here."
"Looking at her appearance, one knows she is definitely a pure-blood Qingluan; a True Phoenix descending to the world would be no more than this."
"Quiet down, she looks cold, but her methods are ruthless. Since her birth, she has slain hundreds of Disaster Beasts, averaging two a day."
"Is she looking at me?"
"Looking at your grandma's leg, she's looking at Wu Mo!"
"Arch-enemies, they must be arch-enemies, otherwise how could they spot each other among the demon crowd at a glance!"
The demons lowered their voices, discussing animatedly.
Tianjiao Xiao Li's gaze shifted downwards.
Then he saw the white socks peeking out from her fair ankles, and Li Mo couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
"Hmph..."
The cool and aloof Qingluan Goddess let out a soft hmph.
To outsiders, she was clearly angry. Already noble and distant like a lotus, only to be admired from afar, this cold snort made the air in the venue turn chilling.
However, in Tianjiao Xiao Li's eyes, it was indeed very moving.
To be honest, in the past, he also felt that her frost-like jade countenance was so cold that it made one reluctant to approach.
But who made him the one who gave her the socks?
And the Half-demons led by Zhi Duo Luo couldn't help but let a smirk curl at the corners of their mouths.
Fight.
They would definitely fight.
Then they would sow discord...
Hehehe!
"Amitabha."
After a Buddhist chant, a group of monks walked out from the main hall. Leading them were monks in patched robes, including Hengyuan.
The old monk at the front had white eyebrows, and his monastic robe was tattered. If he stood on the street among beggars, people would only think he was the cleanest among them.
However, all the demons present bowed their heads in respect; no one dared to underestimate this abbot of Hanging Temple.
Abbot Huai Kong, Seventh Realm Controlling Mystery.
This was why all the Yao Race had to follow Hanging Temple's rules to contend for the heavenly divine jade.
At this moment.
The Controlling Mystery Saint's gaze suddenly fell upon the young man and woman at the very front of the demon crowd.
Huaikong was startled.
