Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’

Chapter 13: New Investment Target, This Damned Sense of Security

“Six Harmonies Fist technique focuses on channeling qi through the six harmonies, with intent reaching in all eight directions.”

“Power rises from the ground. Once mastered, where the eyes go, the fist follows.”

Xiao Qin meticulously demonstrated the fist technique while explaining the martial arts principles.

His explanation was both profound and easy to understand.

Li Mo observed with curiosity. This senior disciple’s skill in fist techniques was quite impressive, unlike the level of an outer disciple.

Before long, Li Mo had grasped the general idea, even if only roughly.

“Senior brother, may I ask your name?”

“Xiao Qin.”

Xiao Qin halted his movements.

Xiao?

Li Mo’s thoughts raced. This surname practically screamed “extraordinary” right on his face.

He couldn’t resist activating his Heavenly Fate Eye to examine Xiao Qin closely.

[Name: Xiao Qin]

[Age: 18]

[Constitution: None]

[Realm: Early Blood Qi Realm]

[Destiny: Purple]

[Evaluation: Though lacking in innate talent, he has exceptional comprehension ability and a tenacious personality. Outwardly ordinary but inwardly extraordinary, he is destined for greatness, though it may come late.]

[Recent Encounter: Possesses the mysterious Seven Star Ancient Jade. This treasure has existed for countless generations and requires absorption of large amounts of blood qi to activate, causing Xiao Qin’s realm to continuously drop from the ten-meridian Blood Qi Realm.]

After reading this, Li Mo was momentarily stunned.

Senior Brother Xiao Qin actually had a purple destiny!

Li Mo truly hadn’t expected this.

After all, the other was an outer disciple and didn’t seem to have any special characteristics.

If not for his excellent skill in fist techniques and the surname that caught Li Mo’s attention, he might have overlooked this opportunity.

Well then, from now on he might as well collect investment targets by surname.

Round up all those surnamed Xiao, Ye, and so on, and give them a try first.

This also indirectly illustrated a point.

Having an excellent destiny doesn’t necessarily mean one’s life will be smooth sailing. One might still encounter various setbacks and tribulations. If one can overcome these through one’s own efforts, the destiny might strengthen.

If one cannot overcome them, the destiny might weaken or even disappear.

As Li Mo’s thoughts surged, Xiao Qin suddenly frowned, looking at Wang Hu not far away, and said:

“Junior Brother Li Mo, if you have a conflict with Wang Hu, you should leave early.”

“Oh? Why do you say that?”

Li Mo didn’t understand.

“The sect’s Martial Arts Hall has another rule.”

“Disciples can challenge each other to spar, and the one challenged cannot refuse.”

Xiao Qin’s expression wasn’t very pleasant.

“What kind of rule is this? Aren’t they afraid of people getting hurt?”

Li Mo raised an eyebrow.

Does this mean Wang Hu will deliberately come to challenge him to spar later?

“With that deacon senior watching, it shouldn’t lead to serious consequences. At most, you might suffer some minor injuries and hardship.”

Xiao Qin shook his head and sighed.

From his tone, it seemed he had suffered this kind of loss more than once.

Li Mo pondered thoughtfully.

Having such a rule was not incomprehensible.

The sect didn’t need a group of disciples who only talked big without real skill. Rather than going to the outer sect and suffering losses or even losing their lives, it was better to have a ‘preschool class’ among their own people first.

So encouraging martial combat could be understood, as long as no one was crippled or killed, it wasn’t considered a problem.

“Well, if you want to learn fist techniques, you can come find me again tomorrow. You should go back for today.”

“No need, what is there to be afraid of?”

Li Mo still wore a relaxed smile, as if he didn’t take this matter to heart at all.

Xiao Qin frowned.

Could it be that Junior Brother Li was relying on being an inner disciple, thinking Wang Hu wouldn’t dare to truly harm him?

At this moment, not far away.

“You, come here and fight me.”

Wang Hu cracked his knuckles, shoving forward a certain outer disciple.

That outer disciple gritted his teeth and faced the challenge.

However, having just learned the fist technique for the first day, he had barely grasped the basics.

His punches didn’t look much different from wild swings.

“So soft, haven’t you eaten?”

Wang Hu sneered.

He deflected the other’s punch with a chop, then kicked at the back of his opponent’s knee, breaking his already unstable stance.

Thud—

That outer disciple lost his balance and was kicked to his knees on the ground.

On the platform, He Hongfeng frowned slightly.

Sparring was sparring, but one could use some techniques to win.

However, Wang Hu’s fist skills were clearly far above his opponent’s, and he was obviously deliberately humiliating the other party.

But He Hongfeng glanced at Wang Hao and ultimately didn’t say anything.

“You…”

“Hm? You’re not convinced? If you’re not convinced, let’s continue!”

“I… I’m convinced…”

“Weak. Just practice more. Get lost.”

Wang Hu rotated his neck, making cracking sounds from his bones. He turned his head:

“Oh, I almost forgot there’s still an esteemed true disciple here.”

“Come, come, let me see what’s so great about true disciples.”

He walked over aggressively, pushing aside several outer disciples blocking his path.

Li Mo: “…”

Wang Hu looked aggressive, but he truly didn’t make him feel a bit of panic.

After all, he could add martial insights to the six harmonies fist technique at any time.

How many years should he add?

Would adding twenty years all at once be too much and accidentally kill someone?

At this moment.

Swish—

A chilly tree branch sliced through the air.

Wang Hu’s face changed drastically, and he dodged without thinking.

However.

He couldn’t dodge in time and his neck was cut, instantly bleeding profusely!

This was no tree branch, it was clearly like a sharp sword!

Everyone swallowed, feeling chills down their spines even from afar.

They all looked towards the entrance.

At the doorway.

Ying Bing’s face was as cold as frost, her expression calm.

Clearly, that sword strike just now came from her hand.

One strike, and with just a casually picked up tree branch thrown over.

Yet it injured Wang Hu like that?

Li Mo: “!”

What’s with this damned sense of security?

“She… she wants to kill me.”

Wang Hu’s face turned pale, his voice trembling as he spoke.

Wang Hao’s heart shook as he gazed at that stunning figure, his eyes flashing with desire.

On the first day, she had already practiced a high-level sword technique to early mastery?

High innate talent, good comprehension, peerless beauty, and even such a spirited personality.

But Wang Hu was still wailing miserably.

So he solemnly questioned:

“Junior Sister Ying Bing, how can you casually try to kill fellow disciples!”

“You’d better give me an explanation.”

… he was completely ignored.

“Why did you come?” Li Mo asked with some surprise.

“Going to the Scripture Pavilion, happened to pass by.”

Ying Bing’s delicate brows furrowed for a moment, then smoothed out.

She seemed to understand why Li Mo would appear in the Martial Arts Hall.

“Have you opened your meridians?”

“Yes, but unlike you, I’ve also learned sword techniques.”

Li Mo was curious and also shocked.

That sword strike just now was definitely not beginner level.

It also wasn’t something that could be used right after opening meridians. The ice doll must have opened at least one main meridian.

Damn, red destiny is really scary.

She’s already caught up to my cheating progress.

“Return to Autumn Water Pavilion.”

Ying Bing’s cherry lips parted slightly.

Without waiting for Li Mo to respond, she turned and walked towards the exit.

“Mm.”

Glancing at the still dazed Xiao Qin, Li Mo felt there was no rush.

A quality investment target wouldn’t run away. He could invest tomorrow just the same.

The two of them talked as if no one else was around.

Not far away, Wang Hao’s face had turned so gloomy it could drip water:

“Junior Sister Ying Bing, you nearly killed my cousin just now!”

“Even if you’re a true disciple, you can’t act so recklessly.”

Ying Bing paused her steps.

Seeming to find this fly a bit annoying, she turned her head slightly, her voice like jade falling on stone:

“When I kill, it’s never ‘nearly’.”

With that, she walked out the door.

None of the outer disciples along the way dared to meet her eyes.

Li Mo: “!”

Yes, exactly right, that’s the flavor.

“You…”

Wang Hao was instantly choked, his gloomy expression changing several times.

The other’s irrefutable words actually made him feel convinced in his heart.

“Senior Brother He, you’re just going to watch like this?”

“Junior Sister Ying didn’t violate any rules. Your cousin is yelling with full energy, how does he look seriously injured?”

“Besides, he said he wanted to challenge an inner disciple. An inner disciple came, didn’t she?”

He Hongfeng said with a smile.

Did they think he was stupid?

Even if Junior Sister Ying tore down the Martial Arts Hall, he would have to cover for her.

“Stop wailing, she’s already gone.” Wang Hao was in an inexplicably bad mood and kicked Wang Hu’s backside.

Wang Hu finally reacted, realizing he just had a bloody cut on his neck.

It looked scary, but wasn’t actually a big deal.

But earlier, he truly felt like his head was about to be separated from his body, as if he had brushed past death!

“Li Mo, you coward! Still need a woman to protect you!”

“If you dare come to the Martial Arts Hall again, I’ll teach you a lesson! She can’t protect you all the time!”

Wang Hu shouted angrily towards the outside.

Suddenly, he noticed Xiao Qin in the corner, shaking his head and smiling.

“You useless trash, you dare laugh at me? You were the one teaching Li Mo to box just now, right?”

Wang Hu instantly exploded.

“Since you’re so good at teaching, come, come, let me learn from you too.”

Xiao Qin narrowed his eyes, bracing himself.

He didn’t have Junior Brother Li’s good luck.

He could only rely on himself.

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