“You… you can hear me?!”
Lin Mo casually reached into his ear, pretending to dig out earwax.
“What do you think?”
The Liuli Sword’s spirit immediately became even more animated upon realizing Lin Mo could actually hear it.
“Alright, since you can hear me, then let me tell you—this great celestial sword demands that you get me out of the fire immediately!”
Lin Mo took a sip of the spiritual tea the innkeeper had served him, his expression relaxed.
“You need to understand one thing—I am your master now.”
“My master isn’t some filthy man like you! My master is a genius girl with peerless sword talent!”
The sword spirit spoke with deep pride, clearly adoring its former master.
Lin Mo smirked.
“Seems like you don’t know yet. Your master lost you to me in a duel. Now, I am your rightful owner!”
“Liar! That’s impossible! My master would never lose to a filthy man like you! Ahh! It’s too hot! Get me out of here!”
Lin Mo was starting to get annoyed by the endless shouting. His voice turned cold.
“If you don’t shut up, I’ll throw you into the toilet.”
The sword spirit froze.
The once rowdy sword instantly became obedient.
“No… no, I don’t want to be thrown into such a dirty place…”
For the first time, the sword’s voice carried a hint of pitiful helplessness.
Lin Mo sighed. It sounded… kind of like a kid.
“Listen, this is the last time I’m saying this. You are my sword now. I am your master. You will listen to me.”
“But… men are dirty. Xiao Li doesn’t want to be used by a man. Can’t you just return me to my original master? I’d be very grateful…”
Lin Mo rolled his eyes.
“What would I do with your gratitude?”
“If you were human, maybe you could offer yourself to warm my bed as repayment. But you’re just a sword.”
The sword spirit objected immediately.
“Xiao Li always warmed my master’s bed! My master loved me dearly—she even slept hugging me and rubbed against me all the time!”
Lin Mo blinked in disbelief.
Rubbing against a sword in bed?
She wasn’t afraid of getting cut to pieces?!
…Zhu Shiyao was even more insane than he thought.
For the first time, he felt a strong sense of disgust toward the Liuli Sword.
The sword spirit noticed his expression change and immediately protested.
“Hey, hey, hey! What’s with that disgusted look?!”
Lin Mo sighed dramatically.
“Just thinking… maybe you’re a bit dirty.”
Then, using only two fingers, he gingerly pinched the sword’s hilt, holding it as far away from himself as possible.
With a flick of his hand, he started casting one cleansing spell after another.
The sword spirit was completely dumbfounded.
“You… you disgusting man! How dare you purify me! Xiao Li is much cleaner than you!”
Lin Mo ignored its protests.
After casting about a dozen cleansing spells, he tossed the Liuli Sword back into the burning coals.
After all—high temperatures kill bacteria.
The poor sword endured another half an hour of roasting, only to be cleansed another dozen times right after.
By this point, the sword spirit had completely given up.
To Xiao Li, Lin Mo was nothing less than a complete demon.
Satisfied with his training session for the Liuli Sword, Lin Mo was in a good mood.
Then he remembered—he still had a lot of unused Regret Points.
“System, I’m doing an eleven-pull lottery draw!”
【Ding! Congratulations, host! Obtained Formation Mastery +0.8!】
【Ding! Congratulations, host! Obtained a damaged Yellow Rank Low-Grade Technique: ‘Running on the Ground’!】
【Ding! Congratulations, host! Obtained the ability ‘Huang Liang’s Dream’ (one-time use)!】
【Ding! Congratulations, host! Obtained Thunder Bi!】
…What kind of garbage was this?
Lin Mo stared at the results of his lottery draw, completely speechless.
Thunder Bi?
Wasn’t that the soda he used to drink in his past life?
Sure enough, when he took it out to examine, it was exactly the same modern-day beverage he had before transmigrating.
This system’s lottery was truly full of bizarre surprises.
However, aside from the strange soda, Lin Mo found something far more interesting—
Huang Liang’s Dream!
It was a one-time-use ability, but just by the name alone, it sounded extraordinary.
Lin Mo had questions, and the system immediately provided an explanation.
【Huang Liang’s Dream: A celestial-grade technique that surpasses even the highest-tier Heaven Rank. Grants the user a one-time foresight into a life-and-death situation.】
A celestial-grade technique? Foresight into life and death?!
This was definitely something incredible!
In Lin Mo’s memory, the highest cultivation technique publicly known in the world was Heaven Rank Upper-Tier.
And even those were extremely rare.
The entire cultivation world only had three known Heaven Rank Upper-Tier techniques, each belonging to a legendary figure:
Chu Tiange, the demonic patriarch of the Devil Realm
Jian Chi, the ancestor of Lingjian Sect
A nameless rogue cultivator who, single-handedly, sealed Chu Tiange for a century before mysteriously passing away.
After that rogue cultivator died, his legacy vanished without a trace.
Lin Mo’s heart raced with excitement.
“System, can I purchase the Huang Liang’s Dream technique?”
If he could truly predict life-and-death situations, wouldn’t he be unstoppable?
Wouldn’t immortality be within reach?
【Yes, it can be purchased. Price: 10 million Regret Points.】
Lin Mo’s hope shattered instantly.
10 million?
He didn’t even have 10,000, let alone 10 million.
At his current rate of earning regret points, he’d never be able to afford it.
【Reminder: The host may purchase a single-use version for only 30,000 Regret Points!】
“Only 30,000?” Lin Mo scoffed.
That was still way too much!
Strengthening his actual power was far more practical than spending 30,000 points on a one-time-use ability.
If he was too weak, he’d be dead before he even had the chance to foresee anything.
Still, looking at the bigger picture, today’s draw had actually been quite profitable.
Spending 1,100 Regret Points, he had gained an ability worth 30,000, while also enhancing his formation mastery.
A good deal overall.
The next morning, Lin Mo returned to the sect.
As soon as he set foot on Qingzhu Peak, he saw Ye Kai and Shen Ke’er standing together, speaking to Yuan Li, who was still kneeling on the ground.
Yuan Li had been kneeling for an entire day and night, as part of his punishment for neglecting the spiritual fields.
Seeing Lin Mo arrive, Ye Kai immediately stepped forward with Shen Ke’er at his side.
This time, Shen Ke’er didn’t even bother greeting him.
“Senior Brother,” Ye Kai said, his tone gentle and compassionate, “I heard about what happened. Yuan Li has already acknowledged his mistake. He has tended to the Qingzhu Peak fields for years—he may not have achieved much, but he has worked hard. Besides, he’s badly injured, and he’s been kneeling all day. Don’t you think he has suffered enough?”
His eyes were filled with pity, as if he genuinely cared.
Lin Mo internally sneered.
Here we go again.
Ye Kai was playing the good guy, making it seem like he was the merciful and kind-hearted one, while Lin Mo was the unforgiving tyrant.
Every word he spoke subtly implied that Lin Mo was being too harsh.
Lin Mo’s expression remained cold.
“What I do as Senior Brother is none of your concern. If you have a problem, you can take my position first. Of course, you could also go tell Master about it.”
Ye Kai’s smile stiffened.
His late father had been an old acquaintance of Yuehua, which was why she had taken special care of him.
Since arriving at Qingzhu Peak, all the senior brothers and sisters had been incredibly polite to him.
No one had ever embarrassed him like this before.
For the first time, his friendly mask cracked slightly.
Seeing Ye Kai getting scolded, Shen Ke’er immediately jumped in to support him.
“Senior Brother Lin, Ye Kai is just a kind person—he didn’t mean any harm,” she said, her voice gentle but firm.
“Yes, Yuan Li made a mistake, but he’s already knelt for a day and night. And he’s injured. If you still want to punish him, shouldn’t you at least wait until he recovers?”
Her tone carried a hint of blame.
It was the same subtle manipulation—pushing Lin Mo into the villain’s role while making Ye Kai look like a saint.
Lin Mo’s gaze turned icy.
“You must be really bored, Shen Ke’er.”
“If you have nothing better to do, I don’t mind breaking your other leg.”
The words landed like a blade.
Shen Ke’er’s face drained of color.
She instinctively took a step back, gripping Ye Kai’s sleeve, her injured leg trembling slightly.
Ye Kai’s expression darkened.
Shen Ke’er had only recently recovered from an injury. Lin Mo’s threat was clear.
If she kept running her mouth, she’d end up crippled again.
The air around them grew tense.
Ye Kai clenched his fists, but his expression quickly relaxed—he forced a smile.
“Senior Brother Lin, there’s no need to be so harsh. I was just hoping for a bit of mercy.”
Lin Mo glanced at him, then smirked.
“Oh? Mercy? Were you hoping I’d show the same kindness you showed when you tried to steal my Ice Spirit Fruits?”
Ye Kai’s face finally cracked.
For the first time, his mask slipped entirely.
