Free Web NovelYu Yang raised her chin and looked at Li Mo, her eyes gleaming with the joy of a hunter, as if she was looking at a precious toy that everyone was fighting over.
“?”
A small question mark appeared above Li Mo’s head.
Who are you?
Don’t blame Xiao Li for his face blindness. It’s mainly because he’s often with Ying Bing, making it hard for him to remember various people, especially women. There’s no need for him to remember unimportant people and things.
Unless it’s a Golden Destiny or something, he might have some impression.
Living in Buyun Tower, you could throw a brick and hit several Purple Destinies.
Murong Xiao’s face immediately showed vigilance. After a scrutinizing look, he seemed to have noticed something.
Then, a hint of admiration appeared.
“Uh, where have we met?”
Li Mo was puzzled.
Yu Yang frowned: “Sword Furnace.”
Could this God Hammer Little Overlord be playing some kind of hard-to-get game with her?
She didn’t think there was anything wrong with her behavior.
Growing up in the palace, every man she met had a multitude of wives and concubines. Her Imperial Father’s harem had three palaces and six courtyards, and among the civil and military officials at court, anyone who only had one old wife would be ridiculed.
“Oh, I see...”
Li Mo seemed to remember, but vaguely felt something was off.
“Heh heh, I knew it...” Princess Yu Yang was like an arrogant swan, thinking, this is indeed a tactic.
Only if there are feelings will one put in such effort.
She had already envisioned the future, where she would ask her Imperial Father for an imperial decree to marry Li Mo as a Consort.
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What kind of expression would that woman have?
“You were forging iron in the furnace next to mine just now, weren’t you? It didn’t seem very good.”
“?”
Princess Yu Yang’s expression froze on her face, and her gaze towards Li Mo also showed impatience. If Li Mo hadn’t been so dazzling, she would have scoffed twice and left already.
“Enough, Li Shaoxia. I am not some sheltered Young Miss ignorant of the world. If you continue like this, I’ll really be annoyed.”
“Uh, then I recognized the wrong person. Maybe we’ve met, but I really don’t know you.”
Li Mo realized what was off.
How could an ordinary woman refer to herself as ‘this Princess’? He also remembered where he had seen the woman opposite him.
“Since we’ve met, how dare you say you don’t recognize this Princess?”
Princess Yu Yang’s eyes widened slightly.
More than not knowing her, her proud nature found it even harder to accept having met her but not remembering her.
“It’s normal to have met and not recognize someone.”
Li Mo showed an awkward but polite smile:
“I’ve even met the Ancestral Master Martial God, but he doesn’t know who I am either.”
“Well, we can get to know each other now. I really like the weapons you forge.”
Princess Yu Yang took a deep breath, refraining from an outburst.
Murong Xiao whispered, “Brother Li, I could tell at a glance that this woman is not good. She wants to challenge your weakness.”
“Thanks, but it probably doesn’t like you. It’s hot here, it’s cooler up there. You should go up there.”
Li Mo pouted, his gaze turning to the stage.
“Female benefactor, you should leave first.”
“Bald monk, get lost!”
“...Alas, Amitabha.”
Murong Xiao shook his head and chanted Buddhist prayers. He was kind and compassionate, which was why he spoke up to warn her.
Princess, do you know what you are doing?
He silently took two steps back, afraid that blood might splash on him later.
Princess Yu Yang looked at Li Mo, her fists clenched. She had never been ignored like this and was about to say something more.
Clang—
Suddenly, a sword cry rang out, and the sudden chill permeated the lingering warmth of the square.
“Han Xianzi is going to test her sword!” someone shouted.
The vast square instantly fell silent. The cold and aloof girl standing in the center seemed to have been there for a long time, or perhaps had just arrived.
She held her long sword inverted, her black hair tied high. Although it was evening, her appearance made a round of moonlight descend prematurely.
The sword tip moved lightly, and past sword moves, the forms of a hundred birds observed, were all connected by the Yin Qi at this moment.
Ying Bing looked at the young man below the stage, her excessively beautiful eyes dark and then bright again.
“The sword, I like it very much.”
Li Mo somehow knew what Ying Bing wanted to say.
But soon, his attention was drawn by the miraculously skillful and unfathomably profound sword light.
A poem involuntarily surfaced in his mind:
“Once there was a beautiful woman, Lady Gongsun, whose sword dance moved all four directions.”
“Spectators were like mountains, their faces downcast, heaven and earth rising and falling for a long time.”
Princess Yu Yang found herself unable to speak. When her gaze fell upon the person on the stage, an invisible force seemed to choke her, rendering all words meaningless.
Han Xianzi could have simply gone through the motions.
But she didn’t.
She wanted everyone to see the effort he put into this weapon, just forged and personally crafted for her.
Tianshan Sword Manor had blacksmiths and swordsmen. Swordsmen were more famous than blacksmiths.
After all, this place had already replaced Hengyun Sword City as the Holy Land of the Dao of Sword.
Yet, at this moment, no one made a sound.
“Martial arts attainment reaching perfection, unfathomable and ghostly,” these eight words sounded like exaggerated embellishments at first listen.
But what if they weren't just adjectives?
Apart from the Hengyun Three Heroes, and those familiar with Li Mo and Ying Bing like Xiao Qin and Huang Donglai, the other young Geniuses who came here to participate in the Qianlong Ranking felt their worldviews collapsing.
To be on the same ranking as her, were they even worthy?
Is this really a Qianlong?!
But their masters were ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ also sweating profusely, damn it!
“If she breaks through another aperture, I wonder if I can still fight with the Ancestral Master’s sword.”
Xie Xuan wiped his sweat.
Whoosh—
The Yin Qi suddenly intensified, and the moonlight burst forth!
Xie Xuan: “??”
His mouth was blessed, damn it!
“Ying Bing is about to break through...”
Li Mo smiled as he looked at her, his clear eyes reflecting the dazzling light of her breathtaking figure.
Finally, he didn't have to worry about her. Getting into the top three was definitely not a problem... “Li Mo.”
Ying Bing finished her sword dance. She held her sword tightly and walked gracefully towards him.
Just then, the first hint of moonlight rose with the dusk.
The girl looked at him quietly, her aura slowly strengthening.
“I’ve thought of its name. How about Taibai?”
“It is indeed white.”
Li Mo looked at the glowing, fair-skinned Han Xianzi and nodded seriously.
“Aren’t you going to ask why?” Ying Bing gave him a gentle side-eye.
Li Mo was speechless: “Why?”
“Taibai is the star closest to the Yin.”
With her long sword sheathed, Ying Bing walked to Li Mo’s side and said with downcast eyes:
“You still don’t have a weapon.”
“Who knew that among so many craftsmen, not a single one forged a hammer weapon?” Li Mo spread his hands.
“I have a way.”
“That’s right, Big Sister Ying and I went to the Sword Tomb and discussed a way with Grandpa White Beard.”
Jiang Chulong pushed up her sunglasses and said coolly.
Li Mo was startled.
Did Ying Bing already know that he might end up without a weapon for the competition?
Was this also part of Han Xianzi’s plan?
“It just so happens that I broke through as scheduled. This method... is feasible.”
Ying Bing’s jade-like face, serene as frost, held an uncontainable hint of gentle smile within its quiet beauty.
“What method?”
“You’ll know soon.”
They talked as if no one else was around.
In the Sword Furnace Square, everyone was still in a daze, as if just waking from a dream...
