Free Web NovelSummer Solstice, tomorrow marks the Hundred Flowers Gathering, which will be held as scheduled. Dijin is filled with joy, and the streets are bustling with crowds. At a time when the three great suns are at their brightest yet not scorching, people are out on the streets.
This truly has the flavor of universal celebration.
The officials of the Ministry of Revenue benefited, the national treasury's deficit was covered, the common people got to feast their eyes, and Xiao Li's investments yielded a full harvest.
Not only investments, but even the kongming myriad colors pagoda surged by four levels.
Now, the city is abuzz with rumors that his strong support made the Hundred Flowers Gathering so grand.
The accumulated power of all beings allows him to activate the Great Sage's Armor for fifteen minutes.
"This thing is really hard to earn, but quick to spend," Li Mo murmured, touching the kongming myriad colors pagoda.
Good news: the Great Sage's Armor is incredibly handsome and strong.
Bad news: using this thing is too painful; it can only be used as a last resort for now. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
Worse news: whenever he wears that armor, the back of his head itches, as if he's about to grow a rebellious bone.
The more he wears it, the more he wants to poke a hole in the sky.
However, on second thought, if the side effects of the Ming Jiaolong Bloodline are so severe, what about the Great Sage's Armor?
While thinking, Li Mo opened the Ice Cube version of the Thousand Forms Art, hoping to enter the Inner Scenery soon.
A moment later, Zhong Zhenyue pushed open the door and urgently said:
"Godfather, you should go take a look quickly. If you're late, the Fengyue Small Building will be smashed!"
"Huh?" Xiao Li was not angry, but rather a little confused.
It's well known that even the Fourth Prince wouldn't dare to touch the Fengyue Small Building for a while, and it's guarded by Zhong Zhenyue and Xie Xuan, two hotheads.
Even they couldn't handle it??
"Which ruffian is so bold?" Li Mo asked cautiously.
Zhong Zhenyue said, "Your Master, Godfather."
Li Mo: "..."
When the words Fighting King appeared, everything made sense.
As he got up and went downstairs with Zhong Zhenyue, he asked:
"How did the fight start? And with whom?"
"It started with an argument with a passerby who mistook her for a courtesan working at the Fengyue Small Building. Elder Han He stepped forward to mediate, not wanting her to cause trouble in Dijin."
"And then?"
"She planned to fight Elder Han He too!"
...
As they spoke, the two had already arrived at the Fengyue Small Building.
Upon entering, they saw a chaotic scene.
Shang Wu, in her red dress, was fiercely chasing a burly man, holding a wine bottle.
Elder Han He's beard trembled with anger, but he stood among the constables who had rushed over, with a bruised mark on the corner of his eye.
Li Mo was familiar with the constable chief leading the constables; it was Zhao Jing, who had been tied up in the secret room.
"Boss Li, you're finally here. This villain is quite tricky."
"Uh, that's my Master."
"Ah? Then let's quickly go save him. If we're late, someone might die..."
Zhao Jing couldn't sit still upon hearing this.
"Indeed, if we're any later, she might beat someone to death," Li Mo said, covering his face.
Zhao Jing: "??"
She turned to look.
Slap--
Just then, in the extremely terrified eyes of the fleeing man, he was grabbed by Shang Wu and struggled desperately.
He managed to break free, but his lower body felt a chill as his pants pocket left him, discarded by Shang Wu with a look of disdain.
...
Zhao Jing thought, no wonder she could teach Li ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) Mo.
If they enforced the law impartially, the Qingyuan Sect would probably have to investigate thoroughly..."You two, stop fighting!"
"You say stop fighting, and we stop?"
"Don't move, it's me!"
"I don't care who you are, kid... Eh? Baby Disciple, boo hoo."
Shang Wu put down the wine bottle, transforming from a heroic woman into a big crybaby in an instant. However, after witnessing her ferocity just now, everyone recoiled slightly, as if struck by lightning, seeing her current appearance.
Such a woman, yet someone can still control her?
Oh, Wangqi Xiaobawang, then it's fine.
It's worth mentioning that Xiao Li got the nickname 'Swordsman' as he wished, but perhaps because his previous two nicknames were so fitting, and it would be a shame to lose either, he got both nicknames at once.
Xiao Li was still unaware of this recently, and those around him who knew didn't bring it up at an inopportune moment.
The extremely chaotic scene finally calmed down with the appearance of Wangqi Xiaobawang.
Back at Wanchun Court, during the rehearsal of the buhua juese, Li Mo finally understood the reason for her 'boo hoo'.
She also had a 'killer act'; she could also perform at the Hundred Flowers Gathering.
But when Li Mo heard the words 'killer act' from her, he unhesitatingly brought out the fine wine he had recently accumulated and asked her if she wanted fine wine or a killer act.
The result was a happy ending for everyone.
At night, Wanchun Court closed its doors to guests, but it was brightly lit.
The stage in front of the Wu Gate had already been set up, and any minor details could be replaced by the Mirage Pearl. Tonight's task was the final 'rehearsal'.
Li Mo stood in the main hall, finally coming to his senses.
"Hey, Master, did you not have any killer act to begin with, and just wanted to trick me into giving you more good wine?"
"As a teacher, how could I do such a thing? You're not going to go back on your word, are you?"
Shang Wu pouted, chugging her drink, looking as if bitter wine was flowing down her throat, hurting her heart.
...
"Hmph, I don't see you like this on weekdays."
Elder Han He, applying medicine to the corner of his eye, said grumpily:
"Our Qingyuan Sect has produced two who illuminate the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, you and little Ice Cube, and we've also taken Qianlong First for the first time. She'll be relying on you in the future, of course she has to save the country by a roundabout way. Otherwise, what if you despise us poor relatives?"
"What are you talking about?" Li Mo waved his hand, thinking that Master probably hadn't thought that much.
She just simply felt that in a few days, she would no longer be able to defeat her disciple, so she preemptively gave up martial arts and resorted to strategy.
Don't look at Shang Wu as being carefree; she's very meticulous, otherwise, how could she have invented the notorious Fighting King Profound Meaning?
"Old man Han He, if I can't deal with Xiao Mo, can't I deal with you?" Shang Wu's expression changed instantly when she looked at Elder Han He.
"Hmph, this old man won't bother with you!" Elder Han He rarely conceded.
Li Mo also discovered the reason from the Tianming Divine Eye: "Master, have you broken through to a new realm?"
"Hehe, that day, I got drunk and had a fight with the Sect Master. After the fight, I reached the Fifth Realm." Shang Wu laughed carelessly.
Li Mo pondered slightly: "Is the Sect Master, that old man, doing well?"
"He's alive."
"That's good."
Master never seemed to practice diligently, but she was always strong and progressed extremely fast.
For her age, the Fifth Realm was enough to astound people in Dijin, and the Seventh Realm was highly possible in the future.
Li Mo again carefully examined her with the Tianming Divine Eye.
He found that the color in Master's Tianming column had astonishingly turned to: 【Gold】.
Li Mo was not unfamiliar with the Tianming changing color, but the leap from purple to gold was quite significant, and it must have been due to a major event that could change her destiny.
But Master didn't seem to have experienced anything, and it probably had nothing to do with clinging to his coattails. His own Tianming was a question mark and wouldn't affect others because of it.
Just as he was about to ask again, the rehearsal had already begun...
