Free Web NovelYing Bing observed Divine Intention until evening.
She was now only a hair's breadth away from Guan Shen Five Apertures, with three-tenths of the Hundred Birds Divine Form complete.
Though it sounded like a small amount, those were over thirty extreme forms, each a concept a normal person would spend their entire life to comprehend, yet she didn't feel it was particularly fast.
In this life, her journey had fewer twists and turns.
But some obstacles, as long as she wished to move forward, she would always have to face.
For example, the Jade Phoenix.
That was something the Demon Summoning Sect was determined to obtain, and also something she could not possibly give up.
"Why hasn't he returned yet?"
Ying Bing looked at the empty table and chairs, rubbed the boy with a large head at her waist, and pushed the door open.
But before she could go downstairs, her footsteps suddenly halted.
Jiawei Restaurant mostly catered to soldiers, but for some reason, business was unusually quiet today.
At a table in the corner, he sat quietly, like a statue devoid of Soul.
What made him stare blankly on the table was a family letter that could no longer be sent, and half a string of copper coins.
He was originally a spirited young man.
Now, his solitary back looked like a disheartened wanderer.
"Heavenly Immortal sister, your husband has been sitting there all afternoon."
"We say, make up after a quarrel..."
The restaurant proprietress thought the couple had a disagreement and offered a few words of advice with the tone of an experienced person.
"He came back early?"
Ying Bing's pitch-black eyes subtly held a difficult-to-discern emotion.
She understood him well; even if she didn't want to know, she could tell what he was thinking the moment she saw him.
He wasn't the kind of person who joked and raged outwardly but hid another facade in his heart, nor was he a difficult person to understand. He was sometimes very childish, and his happiness or sadness were mostly written on his face.
He always makes things I like to eat....
Ying Bing ultimately gave up the idea of cooking and quietly sat beside him, accompanying him in silence.
After a long time, Li Mo murmured:
"Ice Cube, Fuyingzi's father, whom I've been looking for, is dead."
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Having grown up in peace in his previous life, Xiao Li's understanding of the word 'war' was limited to books; he saw it as a stage for famous generals and ancient sages to achieve great deeds and become heroes.
He never knew that the numbers brushed over in those accounts represented countless family letters that would never reach their recipients.
Lu Yi was just one of those incidents that happened around him.
The true war hadn't even begun yet.
And many more people would die in the conflict.
Moreover.
This conflict was inextricably linked to him.
"Ice Cube, should we have never come to Nanguan (Southern Pass) from the start?"
"We haven't done anything bad, so why are so many people suddenly going to die?"
Li Mo called out to her, but it was as if he wasn't asking anyone at all, but rather asking himself.
Each question, in turn, tugged at Ying Bing's heartstrings.
A strange yet understandable pang of pain momentarily arose in her heart.
She lowered her eyes, gently took his hand into her palm, and softly said:
"Such is the general trend, like war. There is no right or wrong, only what should be and what should not be."
"Perhaps it's only a matter of someone arriving earlier or later, nothing more."
In the previous life, the Disaster Beast tide secretly plotted by the Great Shang Remnants also erupted, though it was after the fall of the Qingyuan Sect.
Not to mention Qingmu City, even Nanguan (Southern Pass) was breached, and the devastation spread all the way to Yunzhou.
"A bit of family wealth... a young hero..."
Li Mo glanced at the dozens of copper coins, then at the opened family letter.
The letter was short in words but long in meaning, asking for nothing but peace.
"But I can't even protect the peace of a small family..."
Ying Bing hummed in acknowledgment, gazing into the young man's eyes, and said:
"Words are pale and powerless; only what is experienced truly counts as experience."
"Having experienced it, you learn to grow up."
The girl's voice was soft and gentle.
Li Mo opened his mouth, then turned his head to look at her; she seemed to bring the flowing moonlight into this overcast night.
He had wanted to ask Ice Cube, "Did you know a war was coming? Did you know what would happen in Nanguan (Southern Pass)?"
But upon seeing those eyes, he felt there was no need to ask anymore.
She knew.
From the moment he made his wish for peace and joy to the Jade Phoenix, she knew.
Li Mo finally understood that she had understood the weight of that wish better than him at that time.
She was waiting for him to grow.
"Ice Cube, what are your plans?"
"The same as yours."
"Ice Cube, I'm so tired."
"Then sleep; a good, peaceful sleep will do."
In the deserted and silent restaurant.
Suddenly, a melodious and lingering song, like an orchid in a secluded valley, began to flow.
"The sky is dark, it's about to rain..."
"The sky is dark... dark..."
The night sky, long obscured by dark clouds, seemed as if the moon also wanted to eavesdrop, so it parted a sliver of the clouds.
The sliver of moonlight that secretly leaked through illuminated her, singing the nursery rhyme, and him, sleeping on her lap.
.......
The next morning.
In front of the sugar painting stall, Huzhi was no longer the king of the kids, but he occasionally managed his grandfather's sugar painting stall and could freely control that pot of maltose, so his status needed no further explanation.
He was earnestly squatting in front of the stone slab, practicing sugar painting with a small pot of syrup, surrounded by a group of little kids waiting for candy.
"Brother Huzhi, you said our boss is a famous hero on the Qianlong Ranking?"
"Ranked eleventh? What's his name... Wang Qi Dou Hun?"
"Is that really our boss? As expected of the boss, even his nickname is so unique."
"Really? Is it true? Our boss didn't fool us, did he?"
Hearing the skepticism, Huzhi immediately became unhappy.
He pointed at the painting on the stone slab and said:
"Boss was so mighty back then! Can't you tell from what I've drawn?"
The little kids shook their heads, only seeing that it looked quite tasty.
After all, Huzhi had just started learning to draw; his scribbles were barely discernible as a sugar figure with a big head and small body, not only not mighty but also a bit comical.
"I'm a friend of your big brother; can I have free candy?"
Suddenly, a voice came from beside them.
Without looking, one could tell that someone so financially strapped could only be our mount brother.
Actually, Huang Donglai wasn't poor; he just didn't keep money. All his money was meticulously converted into practical items, as money couldn't be eaten or used to poison people.
"You're Big Brother's friend?" Huzhi looked at Huang Donglai with a mix of belief and doubt.
"He is."
Hearing that familiar voice.
Huzhi and the group of little kids, including Huang Donglai, were all stunned for a moment.
Turning to look, they saw Li Mo not far away, a smile on his face, as sunny and cheerful as ever, but now with a greater sense of reserved gentleness.
"Boss!"
"Brother Li?"
"Donglai, you know a war is coming, and you're still here? That's not like you."
Li Mo greeted the little kids and asked casually.
Huang Donglai took the candy ball Huzhi offered: "I want to taste the candy... Aren't you the same?"
"I plan to leave."
"Hmm?"
Huang Donglai looked at Li Mo.
With war approaching, it was human nature to look out for oneself, but he always felt this wasn't like Li Mo either.
"But I'll be back very soon, so I have something to trouble you with."
Li Mo's voice suddenly became inaudible; it wasn't softer, but rather a Soul transmission.
"Fill it up? An entire one? How much money would that cost..."
Huang Donglai's eyes widened.
"Heaven provides wealth for a purpose; a thousand gold pieces scattered will return."
As his voice fell, clouds and mist instantly arose.
The swirling clouds and mist momentarily concealed the young man's figure, and when they dispersed, he had already vanished.
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"Tsk, the maltose really is quite sweet."
Huang Donglai muttered to himself, looking at the spot where he had disappeared.
Huzhi, meanwhile, had wide eyes and shouted, waving his fists:
"What did I tell you? What did I tell you!"
"How could Big Brother, who rides on auspicious clouds, not be a peerless hero?"
