Free Web NovelMurong Hai’s pupils constricted slightly, somewhat stunned.
He had never thought that a True Disciple of Qingyuan Sect would be weaker than an injured Jianghu outlaw.
If Xiao’er hadn’t been ambushed and hadn’t suffered from a lack of Jianghu experience, he would have won too.
The martial arts of great sect Disciples are systematic, inherently much stronger than those from Jianghu wanderers and small sects.
Li Mo, possessing a Mystic Weapon, was certainly stronger than Xiao’er.
But... wasn’t this too easy?
There were almost no signs of a struggle at the scene.
Even the Blood Sabre, with which Cui Peng had made quite a name for himself, was shattered into pieces on the ground.
“Old Master Murong, you’ve come at just the right time.”
Li Mo casually tossed aside the Iron Swallow and said, “Please trouble you to hand over Cui Peng’s body to the authorities.”
After the authorities confirmed his identity, they would naturally inform the Outer Affairs Hall, saving him the trouble.
The thought of carrying a corpse around was sickening.
“Brother Li, you are truly formidable.”
After comparing himself, Murong Xiao was full of admiration.
Inner Breath is divided into three stages: Qi Condensation, Jade Liquid, and Mystic Core, each stage representing a different world.
He had sparred with a Senior Brother in the Qi Condensation Realm, and even with his strong physique, he was still at a disadvantage.
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“What is this? A hidden weapon?”
Murong Xiao picked up the Iron Swallow.
Before he could examine it closely, Murong Hai slapped it out of his hand:
“Foolish grandson, don’t pick up just anything.”
“This hidden weapon doesn’t seem to be poisoned either...”
“This isn’t a hidden weapon, but a Hall Courtyard Swallow.”
Murong Hai shook his head.
He frowned and explained the Origin of the item, the content of which was similar to what Shang Wu had said.
“I don’t want to participate in any Wu Jian Trial.”
Hearing this, Murong Xiao shrank his neck and no longer bothered to look at the Iron Swallow.
“It’s a time of trouble.”
Murong Hai sighed, then looked at Li Mo, his expression softening:
“Those who receive a Hall Courtyard Swallow from the Rain Listening Pavilion are all extremely vicious and troublesome individuals.”
“For Li Xiaoyou to kill him so easily, he truly deserves to be called a Prodigy.”
At this point, he sighed again, “I wonder how extraordinary Miss Ying Bing, who is as famous as Li Xiaoyou, is.”
“I owe much of what I am today to her.”
Hearing Li Mo say this, he actually started to miss the Ice Cube.
Two days.
Without the Ice Cube’s feedback notifications, Xiao Li always felt like something was missing.
Before long, the government officials arrived and began to clear the scene.
Every gaze directed at him was filled with awe and shock.
What were they doing at sixteen?
He had already effortlessly killed an Inner Breath Realm madman.
【Congratulations, Host, you have successfully invested in ‘Meng Can’ and saved his life.】
【Investment Feedback: One year of Martial Arts Comprehension.】
Thinking of this, he looked into the distance.
The Little beggar named Meng Can stood there awkwardly, his gaze fixed on the rice bag on the ground, yet he dared not pick it up.
Li Mo smiled, bent down, picked up the rice bag, and patted off the dust.
“Take it.”
“Li Daxian, I didn’t know he was a fugitive...”
Meng Can shivered, not daring to reach out.
However, the young man placed the rice bag in his arms.
“I was already looking for Cui Peng, and if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have found him so quickly. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Also, don’t call me Li Daxian anymore, it sounds strange.”
Meng Can was stunned.
Seeing the young man’s ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) sunny smile, he felt as if he was bathed in a spring breeze, and his eyes immediately welled up. He quickly wiped them with his small hands, making his dirty face even more disheveled.
“Li Dage, you are a good person, just like Jieba.”
“Who is the Jieba you mentioned? Can you take me to see her?”
Li Mo asked gently.
Meng Can’s small face immediately became conflicted. After struggling for a moment, he whispered, “Jieba said not to tell outsiders about her, and not to bring people over casually.”
Hmm...
Li Mo pondered.
This cautious behavior seemed like she was hiding from something.
Even if this ‘Jieba’ wasn’t the person the Ice Cube was looking for, she was probably not simple.
Perhaps she was a suitable investment target.
“But she’s sick now, very sick.”
“Li Dage, can you save her?”
Meng Can was like a drowning person grasping at a lifeline.
Li Mo, the investment genius, smiled and said, “Coincidentally, my medical skills are excellent. I guarantee the medicine will cure the illness.”
His Medicinal Pills were at least six-patterned.
For external injuries, there was Hundred Flowers Dew Cream; for internal injuries, Five Essences Purple Spirit Pill; for detoxification, Cleansing Obscurity Pill... Even for unspeakable ailments, there was Tiger Bone Yang-Boosting Wine.
Can cure all diseases = good medical skills.
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Nijiao Alley.
The courtyard had been in disrepair for years, with several collapsed walls, giving it a sense of decay, as if it was about to return to nature.
“Why isn’t Brother Can back yet?”
“He didn’t get into trouble, did he?”
“Grandpa Huamian said there’s a kind person giving out porridge and rice on the street today. I’m so hungry, boo hoo...”
“Aba aba.”
A few small children with dirty faces and ragged clothes peeked out, looking around.
Like the courtyard, which had no good items, these small children were not normal either; some were lame, some had lost an arm, and some had no tongue and couldn’t speak.
“Is Little Can still not back?”
A slightly older Little beggar with all his limbs entered, putting down the junk and wild vegetables he had just scavenged.
The small children shook their heads, their eyes blank and helpless.
“How is Jieba’s illness?”
He asked again.
“She’s still feverish. I just changed her wet cloth.”
“It hurt for a while, but she’s asleep now.”
“Should we go ask a doctor to see Jieba? She seems to be suffering a lot...”
“Seeing a doctor costs at least a few taels of silver. We don’t have money...”
“Aba aba.”
Listening to them chatter.
The older Little beggar raised his hand and carefully took out a small piece of yellowed salt from his embrace.
“You guys go cook first.”
With that, he entered the room.
The small children rejoiced as if they had found a treasure. They suddenly became lively, like it was New Year’s, some went to get firewood, some went to get a half-missing clay pot, and they busily started a fire.
Inside the room.
It was called a room, but it didn’t even have a door, and one could see the gloomy sky when looking up.
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old female beggar lay on a pile of weeds. Her ragged clothes barely showed their original light green color. Her face was covered in mud, and her eyes were covered with a cloth strip.
Hearing footsteps, her ears twitched slightly.
“Jieba, it’s me. Are you feeling better?”
“No... I’m fine... Don’t... worry about me.”
“Just... rest... for a while... and I’ll be fine.”
Her hoarse voice was intermittent. Now that she was sick, even a simple sentence seemed to exhaust all her strength.
“Then I won’t disturb you. I’ll call you when it’s time to eat.”
The Little beggar sighed and turned to leave.
However, before he could leave, he heard a voice from behind:
“Don’t... don’t go... stealing...”
“Understood.”
Only then did Jiang Chulong’s breathing calm down slightly, and she curled up.
Her whole body was burning, yet she felt coldness coming from all directions.
In her chest, where her source of confidence once lay, allowing her to hear the harmonious sound of ten thousand swords in the depths of her soul.
Now it had turned into an invisible abyss, slowly devouring her with endless emptiness.
“Am I... going to die?”
Jiang Chulong thought blankly.
She felt some sorrow, but hunger and weakness left her without the strength to even feel love or hatred.
When a person dies, can they see those they can no longer see?
Mother...
Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door.
“Brother Can, you’re back!”
“Wow, it’s rice!”
“Who is this big brother? Why did you bring an outsider back?”
“He’s the kind person who gave us food! He can save Jieba...”
As Meng Can was anxiously explaining.
Li Mo’s gaze passed over the group of small children and saw the blindfolded Little beggar lying in the dilapidated house.
The moment his Tianming Divine Eye scanned the other party.
His breathing paused for a moment.
【Name: Jiang Chulong】
【Age: 15】
【Foundation: Heavenly Venerable Dragon Sword Bone (Missing), Wild Grass Sword Bone is forming.】
【Realm: None.】
【Destiny: Gold】
【Assessment: The Great Yu Emperor’s youngest daughter, a born Sword Embryo. At fourteen, her Sword Bone was taken by her elder brother, the current Crown Prince. However, the Sword Bone was born because of her; she does not become because of the Sword Bone. If she can remove the dust from her heart and complete herself, she may take a step closer to the Origin of the Dao of the Sword.】
【Recent Encounter: Banished by the Great Yu Jingtai Emperor for a political marriage, she escaped with the help of her mother’s old acquaintance en route. She is currently being hunted. The removal of her Sword Bone and the loss of Life Qi have damaged her Foundation, which will cause irreversible effects on her future.】
