Chapter 7: I Don’t Mind Breaking Your Other Leg
“You, you can hear me?” Lin Mo reached for his ear and asked, “What do you think?”
Discovering that Lin Mo could indeed hear him, the Liuli Sword Spirit became even more agitated. “Alright, since you can hear me, then I, this ‘immortal sword’, warn you, get me out of this charcoal fire immediately!!!”
Lin Mo took a sip of the Spirit Tea previously poured by the innkeeper, his expression leisurely. “You need to understand one thing: I am your master.”
“My master isn’t a stinking man like you! She’s a genius girl with extremely high sword cultivation talent,” the Liuli Sword Spirit said with pride.
Lin Mo smiled faintly. “It seems you don’t know yet. Your master has already lost you to me. Now, I am your master!”
“Impossible! You’re lying. My master wouldn’t lose to a stinking man like you. It’s so hot! Quickly take me out.”
Lin Mo was getting annoyed and his tone turned cold. “If you keep making noise, believe it or not, I’ll throw you into the latrine?”
This threat proved very effective.
The previously noisy Sword Spirit immediately became docile. “No, no, I don’t want to be thrown into such a dirty place…”
In Lin Mo’s ears, the Liuli Sword Spirit’s voice sounded a little pathetic… It felt like it was a child.
Sighing, Lin Mo patiently explained, “Alright, I’ll say this one last time. You are my sword now. I am your master, so you have to listen to me.”
“But, men are so dirty. Little Li doesn’t want to be used by men. Can you give me back to my previous master? Little Li will be very grateful to you.”
Lin Mo’s forehead was covered in black lines. “What use is your gratitude?”
“If you were a person, perhaps you could offer yourself to me to warm my bed. But you’re just a sword.”
The Liuli Sword Spirit seemed to disagree with Lin Mo’s words. “Little Li often warms the bed for her master. And she cherishes Little Li very much. She even hugs Little Li when she sleeps, and often rubs against Little Li.”
Rubbing against a sword? Isn’t she afraid of getting scraped? Lin Mo didn’t understand.
He had already sensed that Zhu Shiyao was not normal. He hadn’t expected her to be this perverse.
He suddenly felt a bit disgusted by the Liuli Sword.
The Liuli Sword clearly noticed this. “Hey, hey, hey! What’s with that look of disgust?”
“No, I just think you’re a bit dirty!” Lin Mo said with a look of disgust, carefully picking up the hilt of the Liuli Sword with two fingers. Then, he repeatedly cast the Cleansing Curse spell on the entire sword body.
Liuli Sword Spirit: “…….”
“You stinking man! How dare you treat Little Li like this! Little Li is much cleaner than you.”
After using the Cleansing Curse about ten times, Lin Mo tossed the Liuli Sword back into the charcoal fire.
He firmly believed in the principle of high-temperature sterilization. The poor Liuli Sword, after being roasted in the fire for another half hour, was once again subjected to Lin Mo’s cleansing ritual with more than a dozen ‘Cleansing Curses’.
At this point, it no longer fussed. In the eyes of the Liuli Sword, Lin Mo was no different from a demon.
After “disciplining” the Liuli Sword, Lin Mo was in a good mood.
Recalling the Regret points he had accumulated without using, Lin Mo summoned the System to prepare for a draw. This time, he wanted an eleven consecutive draw!
[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the ability, Formation +0.8]
[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the broken Yellow-grade low-rank Cultivation Technique ‘Running on the Ground’]
[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the ability, Yellow Millet Dream once.]
[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining Lei Bi]
…….
Lin Mo was dumbfounded by the results of this draw. Lei Bi, could it be the same one he drank in his previous life? Indeed, upon taking out the Lei Bi to examine it, it was a modern beverage from before his transmigration. The System’s lottery items were truly bizarre. Of course, besides Lei Bi, Lin Mo found another interesting item: Yellow Millet Dream!
This ability was a one-time use item. It sounded extraordinary. Lin Mo had doubts, and the System immediately provided an explanation.
[Yellow Millet Dream: An immortal-grade Cultivation Technique far surpassing Heaven-grade high-rank, capable of automatically predicting one death/life event.]
Immortal-grade Cultivation Technique? Predicting one’s fate? This sounded incredibly powerful! In Lin Mo’s memory, the highest rank for Cultivation Techniques in this cultivation world was Heaven-grade high-rank. Furthermore, there were only three publicly known Heaven-grade high-rank Cultivation Techniques in the entire cultivation world, held by Old Ancestor Chu Tiange of the Demon Realm, Old Ancestor Sword Maniac of the Spiritual Sword Sect, and a nameless Rogue Cultivator who once sealed the Old Ancestor of the Demon Realm alone for a hundred years. Legend had it that after sealing Old Ancestor Chu Tiange of the Demon Realm, this nameless Rogue Cultivator passed away, and his inheritance vanished without a trace.
“System, can this Yellow Millet Dream Cultivation Technique be purchased?” The ability to predict one’s fate, if he could obtain this Cultivation Technique, wouldn’t he soar? Becoming an immortal then wouldn’t seem difficult.
[Yes, it can be purchased. It requires ten million Regret points!]
Hearing that it cost ten million, Lin Mo immediately abandoned the idea. He didn’t even have ten thousand. With his current rate of acquiring Regret points, he would probably never earn ten million in his lifetime.
[Reminder to host, it can also be purchased as a one-time ability, requiring only thirty thousand Regret points!]
Thirty thousand was still a lot! Compared to predicting his fate, strengthening his current power seemed more immediate. If his strength was too weak, the risk of death would be relatively high. However, thinking from another perspective, he used one thousand and one Regret points for today’s draw and obtained an ability worth thirty thousand Regret points, and he also strengthened his formation ability. He was already making a profit.
The next morning, Lin Mo returned to the Sect. As soon as he reached Azure Bamboo Peak, Lin Mo saw Ye Kai and Shen Ke’er clinging together, saying something to Yuan Li, who was still kneeling on the ground.
Seeing Lin Mo arrive, Ye Kai led Shen Ke’er to Lin Mo. This time, Shen Ke’er didn’t even bow to Lin Mo.
“Senior Disciple Brother, I heard that Yuan Li has admitted his mistake. He has been taking care of the Spirit Fields on Azure Bamboo Peak for so many years. Even if he doesn’t have merit, he has labor. Moreover, he has suffered internal injuries and has been kneeling for a day. Please forgive him,” Ye Kai said with a look of pity.
Lin Mo sneered inwardly. He’s putting on a saintly act again. These words were all subtly pointing out how unreasonable he, the Senior Disciple Brother, was.
Lin Mo coldly looked up at Ye Kai. “How I handle things is my business as Senior Disciple Brother. If you want to interfere, do so when you take my position. Of course, I don’t mind you mentioning this to the Master.”
Being directly retorted by Lin Mo, Ye Kai’s expression became unsightly. Because his deceased father had an old acquaintance with True Lord Yuehua, he had received considerable care from True Lord Yuehua after arriving at Azure Bamboo Peak over a year ago. Other senior and junior disciples had also been extremely polite to him. No one had ever embarrassed him like this.
Seeing Lin Mo reprimanding Ye Kai, Shen Ke’er stepped in to defend him. “Senior Disciple Brother Lin, Junior Disciple Brother Ye is just kind-hearted and emotional. You shouldn’t speak to him like that. Yuan Li may have made a mistake, but he has been kneeling for a day and a night and has suffered internal injuries. Even if you want to punish him further, you should wait until his injuries have healed.”
Lin Mo’s expression turned glacial. “If you have nothing better to do, I don’t mind breaking your other leg.”
