The city gate tower was dyed a moving dusky yellow by the twilight.
The Cold Fairy was nestled in the arms of a certain unknown, domineering young master with a talent for prospering his wife, searching for tasty treats. The rosy hue floating on her cheeks was far more captivating than the twilight.
At first, it was from the kissing, later it was from being breathless.
After a long while, Li Mo finally released Ying Bing, whose steps were unsteady. She took a deep breath like a fish out of water, her gaze downcast and faint.
"Hammer Treasure..."
"It knows the 'Dharma Resembling Heaven and Earth' transformation. You told me last time."
"Ice Block, you've even learned to answer before I finish. Reward me with something tasty."
"?"
Ying Bing's confusion didn't have time to leap from her mouth before it was blocked back into her throat.
Even though it had only been a few days, Li Mo felt like he hadn't seen the Ice Block for ages. He needed to make up for the sealing all at once.
The effect was outstanding.
Even the hardest part of the Ice Block—her mouth—had softened.
Strange.
The Ice Block's mouth softened, but Hammer Treasure's hardness shot straight up.
The credibility of the Law of Hard-Soft Complementarity continues to rise.
Li Mo felt his research on this law was still very limited, requiring serious discussion with the Ice Block after they married.
Approximately another incense stick's worth of time passed.
Ying Bing had been facing away from him, turning her head back to be kissed, and her neck was getting a bit sore.
"Tsk..."
Li Mo's lip was bitten by her. By the time he processed it, she had already turned her head to look towards Purple Sun Prefecture outside the city gate.
Oh, probably getting revenge for him biting her tongue earlier.
The Phoenix Heaven Empress really holds a grudge, huh.
But an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind. Young Li didn't bother with the childish Ice Block, and his gaze followed hers into the distance.
The crowd flowed with the tide of the setting sun, and the passage of time became silent.
Aside from the fact that hardly anyone noticed what happened on the city gate tower, this scene was somewhat similar to the final scene of "A Chinese Odyssey."
"If only it could always be like this."
"And your hands could always be this restless?"
"Hmm?"
Li Mo's hand subconsciously squeezed, then his expression gradually turned serious.
"Ice Block, actually, I've been pondering too, why my hands always seem to have a mind of their own."
"Have you figured it out?"
"Mm, when you think about it, it's something you taught me—the body acts before the intent! So it's perfectly reasonable for my hands to act subconsciously, finding the most comfortable place to settle."
"Nonsense, there's no such..."
"And for example, your feet also find their favorite place to settle, right?"
Young Li might not wake up before the Ice Block in the morning, but he does wake up in the middle of the night!
Sometimes the reason for waking is the warmest spot on a man suddenly getting chilled by the Ice Block.
As everyone knows, the coldest place on a girl is...
"..."
Ying Bing narrowed her eyes. This childish pest was threatening her again, wasn't he? This was a threat, right?
As a reborn empress who had lived two lifetimes, never weaker than anyone in her life, how could she tolerate this?
"Not allowed to go inside when we're outside."
"Got it."
Li Mo tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth and Hammer Treasure, but Hammer Treasure couldn't be suppressed, and the corners of his mouth were the same.
Plus, his lip had just been bitten, so its shape became a ω.
Ying Bing leaned the back of her head against his shoulder, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said:
"Regarding martial arts that aid digestion, I have a bit of a lead."
"What kind?"
Li Mo wasn't surprised at all. For the Ice Block, creating a peerless technique or divine skill was just something done in passing.
A while later, Li Mo learned a new peerless technique, adapted by Ying Bing from the martial arts of a sect called the Gluttony Valley.
That sect was famously capable of eating, practicing a 'like supplements like' art.
Practicing this martial art granted extremely strong digestive ability and even allowed one to absorb certain characteristics from what was eaten. For example, eating Cryohydra meat would make one more attuned to water vapor; eating chicken feet would make singing and dancing exceptionally smooth...
Ahem, that's not important, because the Ice Block removed that part.
The new "Five Viscera Devouring Spirit Art" mainly focused on powerful devouring and digestive capabilities.
"With this martial art, I'll never have to worry about overeating again, only about not eating fast enough..."
Young Li memorized the contents of the art, and his genius mind couldn't help but start pondering.
"By the way, Ice Block, what if I ate like Xiangliu?"
"But you only have one head."
Ying Bing, seeing his serious, childish-pest face, couldn't help a somewhat resigned tone.
"But I know the External Incarnation technique."
Li Mo raised a finger. "I've been thinking about this for a while. The external incarnation is identical to the main body, even capable of using divine abilities. So what about eating?"
"If an external incarnation eats something, and then the incarnation disappears, where does the eaten food go?"
Ying Bing: "...Huh?"
The Cold Fairy's martial arts prowess reached the heavens and pierced the earth, as if divinely aided.
But Young Li Genius's question still managed to touch upon a blind spot in her knowledge.
"Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. We'll know by trying."
Li Mo, full of drive, plucked a strand of hair.
He felt his still-lush hairline and sighed in relief before blowing the hair out. It transformed into another incarnation, Little Li.
"Ice Block, do you have any food?"
"Only this."
Ying Bing took out an ice pop.
Incarnation Little Li took it and started eating, even the way he ate the ice pop was identical, very practiced.
In a few quick bites, the ice pop was crunched down.
Li Mo focused his mind, made the incarnation dissipate, and then closed his eyes.
"How is it?"
"Tsk... There really is ice in my stomach!"
Li Mo looked utterly astonished.
Sure enough, the eaten thing didn't disappear. After the incarnation vanished, it appeared in his stomach!
Who could out-eat him at a banquet feast after this?
"Ice Block, let's head back."
"Alright, back to Autumn Water Pavilion or to our home in Purple Sun Prefecture?"
"Back to the residence. Time to teach Elder Qian a lesson."
Li Mo, holding the Ice Block's hand, started walking back.

ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!

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pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”