It is well known.
The soup made by the Ice Block wasn’t just "soup with poison"—it was more like trying to find traces of soup in a bowl of pure poison.
Li Mo seriously doubted whether there was even any soup left in it.
"Can I... not drink it?"
"You’ve already been drinking it for two days."
Ying Bing frowned at him.
"...Two days?"
Li Mo’s mouth fell open.
"Elder Xue’s prescription: three bowls a day, for three days straight."
"Today is the last day."
Ying Bing gently lifted the spoon and brought it to Li Mo’s lips.
Shocking. The infamous Ice Block was actually capable of taking care of someone.
Thankfully, no one from his past life who had heard of her reputation was around—otherwise, they’d be clawing their own eyeballs out in disbelief.
Li Mo: "......"
Summoning his courage, he opened his mouth and drank. The taste was slightly bitter, but not unpleasant.
Now he finally understood how the faint traces of inner energy in his meridians had been recovering.
Turns out, it was the Ice Block feeding him.
So, she had been coming to take care of him every day recently?
The room suddenly fell into silence.
Outside the window, the intermittent chirping of summer cicadas could be heard, along with the sound of his mother vigorously shaking out the blankets and the splashing of water—likely his father watering the plants.
Every sound was crystal clear. In the past, Li Mo had always found these noises annoying, making it impossible for him to fall back asleep after midnight trips to the outhouse.
But after being away from home for so long, paired with the gentle clinking of the spoon against the porcelain bowl, it all felt strangely comforting.
The sunlight was nice too.
Amidst the hazy dust motes, every single one of Ying Bing’s eyelashes seemed to glisten, her eyes bright and lively, radiating an almost ethereal glow.
Li Mo wasn’t someone who had never seen beautiful sights before.
Yet, he couldn’t help but stare in a daze.
"Hand."
Ying Bing suddenly spoke.
"Oh, right."
Li Mo extended his hand.
Ying Bing took it, and as their inner energies intertwined and flowed between them, she steadily channeled hers into him, soothing his tangled meridians as usual.
While circulating her energy, she asked:
"How does it feel?"
"Soft."
Li Mo rubbed his fingers slightly and answered earnestly.
"?"
Ying Bing lifted her head, her gaze silently locking onto him.
Snapping out of it, Li Mo coughed lightly and corrected himself:
"I can barely manage to use 'Phoenix Cry Over Heavenly Marsh.'"
"Good."
And so.
After many days, the two happily resumed their mutually beneficial cultivation.
Outside the window, Li Dalong happened to pass by and, catching sight of the scene inside, immediately halted in his tracks.
"My son’s awake?"
Just as he was about to call out to his son, his mouth was swiftly covered by his wife, who had rushed over upon hearing the news. Gu Xueqin had even used her family’s secret lightness technique.
"You blockhead, are you stupid? Kids are shy about this sort of thing!"
"Right, right, my dear, you’re absolutely correct."
Li Dalong awkwardly shut his mouth, bending his knees slightly to peek inside with only half his head visible.
The two of them watched the scene unfold, their faces breaking into knowing, doting smiles.
Whether unconsciously or unable to hold back, they soon began whispering among themselves.
"This is so nice, hehe~"
"See, didn’t I tell you? Ever since they were little, I knew Bing’er would end up as our Li family’s daughter-in-law."
"Ah, yes, yes. I watched her grow up too."
"Mo’er has matured. When he was little, he kept pulling her hair—no amount of beatings could stop him."
"Going out to train and gain experience really helped him grow up."
"Bing’er is so strong now—she’s already at the Profound Core Realm. It’s a blessing she doesn’t look down on our son."
"Luckily, our son inherited my good looks. Ah, back in the day, I was the most handsome young man in ten villages..."
......
Li Mo: "......"
Seriously?
Mom, Dad, do you two really not consider me a martial artist at all?
To him, even the buzz of a mosquito flying past was as clear as day—his parents’ "whispers" might as well have been thunderous shouts.
And hey, she might have destiny on her side, but I’ve got cheats too! I’m not worse than the Ice Block!
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west! What’s the big deal about Profound Core? Just wait till I condense 365 of them!
Oh right.
If he could hear them, then what about the Ice Block...?
Li Mo glanced over and noticed that while the girl’s jade-like face remained calm, her glistening eyelashes trembled ever so slightly under the sunlight...
Ah, got it.
I’ll play along and pretend I didn’t hear anything~
Figuring it was about time, Li Mo coughed loudly.
"Where are Mom and Dad? I haven’t paid my respects since coming back."
"They..."
Ying Bing’s gaze drifted wordlessly toward the window for a moment before she withdrew her hand.
Soon after, footsteps approached.
"Son, we didn’t interrupt anything, did we?"
Li Dalong and his wife stepped inside.
Li Mo feigned surprise:
"What a coincidence! Mr. Li and the beautiful Ms. Gu—speak of the devil!"
"Your mother and I were just taking a stroll nearby. Yeah, just strolling."
Li Dalong declared with absolute conviction.
"Quite the coincidence, huh?"
"Couldn’t be more coincidental if we tried!"
The elder Li and the younger Li were now equally matched in their ability to spin tall tales. The two could probably perform a full two-hour comedy routine off the top of their heads.
"Are you feeling better? Elder Xue came by earlier to check on you."
Gu Xueqin sat beside him, carefully examining her son.
"A couple days of rest should do it."
What followed was the usual family exchange of pleasantries and concerns.
Li Mo took out the Earth Vein Spirit Milk and healing pills he had prepared in advance, giving his parents repeated instructions.
His father had always suffered from old injuries that had never fully healed, leaving him stuck at the Inner Breath Realm.
His mother had also weakened after giving birth to him and had never practiced martial arts since.
Touched as they were, the couple repeatedly reminded their son not to do anything illegal—like sneaking into the Qingyuan Sect’s treasury to steal.
The younger Li broke out in a cold sweat.
Their worries weren’t unfounded—as a kid, he’d once stolen money from home to buy popsicles and got a thorough beating for it.
Ying Bing had been quietly watching the whole time, an inexplicable sense of peace and ease settling in her heart.
As Li Mo would say—
Stealing a moment of leisure in a busy life?
[Ding—]
Right on cue, the system’s daily notification chimed.
[Next ranking comparison countdown: Seven days.]
This time, at least, there was no need to worry about suffering any penalties for losing.
Everything was finally falling into place.
She now possessed the Blood Phoenix Essence, the Radiant Phoenix Soul, and the True Phoenix Feather.
Not even the heirs of the Yantian Sect or the princes of the Great Yu Dynasty could boast such treasures at the Inner Breath Realm.
Even if he condensed a Profound Core, it wouldn’t affect her ranking.
The rewards for first place would undoubtedly be better than second.
But thinking this...
Ying Bing found it hard to feel as though she truly deserved it.
Because part of this achievement was thanks to him...
......
Another two days passed.
After waking up, Li Mo consumed the miraculous pills stored in his system space, recovering at an astonishing speed.
Just as he had expected.
Breaking through his limits had indeed provided him with the opportunity to advance.
He began preparing to condense his Profound Core.
Meanwhile, Ying Bing remained at home as usual, though every night was spent stabilizing her cultivation.
By now, her twin Profound Cores had reached perfect harmony, and the Blood Phoenix Essence had been fully integrated into her foundation.
On this day, just as she finished her training and the vast power of the Blood Phoenix Essence slowly receded, she opened her eyes to find Shangguan Wencang and several other Qingyuan Sect elders smiling at her.
"Twin Profound Cores, blessed with heaven-defying fortune."
"Upon returning to the sect, we shall select an auspicious day for you to enter the ancestral hall of the main peak."
Shangguan Wencang spoke with pride.
Ying Bing gave a slight nod, aware that their visit wasn’t just for this.
Qian Bufan stepped forward:
"Regarding the secret realm incident, we need to hear your account first."
Ying Bing and Li Mo were not together from start to finish.
Since Li Mo had yet to recover, Ying Bing's experiences naturally needed to be inquired about as well.
...
Typos will be corrected after updating, dear readers—if you spot any, please give me a nudge.
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for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?
