Chapter 130: Warm-up Exercise

The warm spring sun was just right; even in the sparsely populated forest outside Zhongyang Town, it was full of vitality.

Birds chirped incessantly in the forest, and occasionally the harmonious singing of spring insects could be heard.

Sunlight spilled down through the gaps between the treetops, forming fragmented rays of light, like gorgeous silk threads.

As the wind blew and the treetops moved, the dappled light shook down, dancing alternately.

Under a tree, the Jiaoren girl wearing a tattered cloak stopped here, raising her hand to touch a man-made mark left on her chest.

“The woods here all look about the same… if I hadn’t left a mark, I’m afraid it would be hard to find my way back.”

“It’s just ahead.”

Li Mo looked up, shielding her eyes with her hand from the dazzling sunlight falling through the forest.

“The weather is really nice.”

She murmured to herself, stepping on the fallen withered leaves in the forest as she moved forward with rustling sounds.

Ahead on this route was a sheer cliff wall that made it impossible to proceed further.

Looking left and right, the cliff wall was boundless.

The Jiaoren girl stroked the cliff wall, took two steps back, and began to form a complex hand seal.

Li Mo wasn’t particularly proficient in Jiaoren magic; she only knew the basics.

Not to mention, from a human perspective, she hadn’t used it for most of her life, so she formed this complex seal slowly and seriously.

As Li Mo formed the complex seals one by one, spiritual power began to gather in her hands, condensing into a blue ball of light.

With the last seal completed, Li Mo waved her slender blue-tinged hand forward; the cliff wall in front of her suddenly began to distort, gradually becoming illusory.

Jiaoren Wonder Art · Mirage.

Whether casting or dispelling it, it was a difficult and spiritually draining Jiaoren technique.

By the time Li Mo finished forming the seals, her body was already soaked with sweat.

The distorted cliff wall gradually disappeared, and a cave entrance allowing only one person to pass appeared before Li Mo.

Although Li Mo had the money she and Wang Zhuihai had saved for most of their lives, for some reason, she had spent her days in Zhongyang Town hiding here.

Li Mo walked into the cave, a luminous pearl, produced only among the Jiaoren race, illuminating the deeply dark cavern in her hand.

After walking a few dozen steps, the cavern suddenly opened up, no longer dark.

Li Mo stood between the narrow passage and the spacious cave ahead, not taking another step forward.

She pointed to the cliff wall on the side, a tender affection slowly welling up in her eyes, gentle as water.

“Husband, don’t be afraid.
I’m back.”

Following Li Mo’s gaze into the distance, in the center of the spacious area, an ice coffin emitting cold air was placed steadily.

And lying in the ice coffin was none other than Wang Zhuihai, who had already ridden the crane to the west.

Li Mo looked at the deceased, her eyes full of deep affection.

How to resolve lovesickness?

Only the face of the past remains in sight, obsession turning into madness.

It wasn’t quiet in this cave; the faint sound of dripping water from the stone cracks seemed to add a concept of time to this isolated world.

At this moment, Li Mo leaned against the ice coffin, resting her face on one hand while tracing Wang Zhuihai’s features with the five fingers of the other, over and over again.

She recounted today’s events to the person in the ice coffin—

“Your reincarnation still looks exactly like you; I recognized those eyes at a glance.
I still couldn’t hold back; I wanted to snatch you over and tie you to my side forever.”

“But I met that Little Benefactor from before, you remember?
It’s that Meng Qingcheng… no, he should be called Meng Yingxing.
These days he is a famous, unparalleled hero in Zhongyang Town…”

“He also has a master like a fairy; the two probably swapped names?
Hmm, a bit strange, but that master has a very good temperament.
Even in the Jiaoren race, no one can match her…”

Li Mo spoke softly, as if Wang Zhuihai hadn’t died but was just asleep, sleeping very soundly.

“The Fairy Master advised me not to be impulsive, to wait until you come of age before discussing it.”

Speaking up to here, Li Mo’s deep pupils, speckled with blue flashes, became bewildered.

“Should I… listen to her?”

She questioned herself, but her gaze quickly became incredibly clear.

“Of course I don’t want to listen to her; otherwise, I wouldn’t have let Little Benefactor and his master go to that secret realm I found just a few days ago.”

“In the legends of the Jiaoren race, the Lan Ke Secret Realm only appears randomly in the water.
If not for the fact that the demon race cannot open the gate of the secret realm, I would definitely have gone in myself first…”

“Husband, don’t you think this is a coincidence?
Perhaps, even the heavens are helping us meet again?”

As Li Mo spoke, she actually cupped Wang Zhuihai’s face and kissed him lightly.

A light tear slid from the corner of her eye.

The teardrop fell to the ground, yet it was incredibly heavy.

The solidified teardrop was like a gem, like a crystal, sparkling under the dim light.

Only the tears of deepest emotion and love from the Jiaoren race could condense into the so-called ‘Mermaid’s Tears’.

Li Mo and Wang Zhuihai, perhaps just an inadvertent meeting in their youth, made a member of the demon race with a long lifespan summon the courage to fall in love with a human.

Even if a human’s life is as short as the tide.

Even if finding the reincarnation requires crossing ten thousand waters and a thousand mountains, it doesn’t matter.

Ten thousand waters and a thousand mountains, just for a millimeter of you.

The river water rolled away.

The sound of waves shook the sky.

“Three two one three four!”

On a river embankment outside Zhongyang Town, Xiu Qingcheng was directing Meng Yingxing to do some warm-up exercises.

“I say, Master, is this really necessary?”

Meng Yingxing followed Xiu Qingcheng’s instructions, performing a set of strange movements, feeling twisted somewhere.

“Three two one three four, one more time!”

Xiu Qingcheng extended her finger, pointing at the river water flowing east before her eyes.

“Of course!
Before going into the water, you must do warm-up exercises properly!”

Thanks to good safety education, warm-ups before swimming were essential!

“Isn’t Master doing it?”

Meng Yingxing expressed that everyone should be treated equally.

“I am a sword; have you ever seen a sword do gymnastics?”

Xiu Qingcheng expressed that she was familiar with double standards, too familiar.

“It’s all for your own good.
With your spiritual power, how long can you sustain a water-repelling barrier?”

Xiu Qingcheng seriously educated Meng Yingxing.

“Moving freely underwater and flying in the air both consume a large amount of spiritual power!”

“We only know the general direction of the secret realm from Li Mo; it’s hard to say the specific location underwater.
We must conserve spiritual power and use physical strength to move in the water first!”

“That’s why I’m making you do warm-up exercises, to save you from getting a leg cramp and drowning later!”

“And needing Master to save you!”

While doing the preparatory exercises, Meng Yingxing verbally vindicated himself.

“I won’t!”

Xiu Qingcheng chuckled slyly twice.

“What?
My Disciple, could it be you are thinking of drowning again to get Master’s artificial respiration?”

Under the veil, her red lips pouted slightly.

A young boy’s thoughts; Xiu Qingcheng expressed she could grasp them directly.

Before was an accident.

This time, Meng Yingxing’s expression was normal, his face full of seriousness.

“Not at all.”

Master’s teasing, he was developing immunity to it—or was he?

In reality, his insides had long turned completely red, the kind that could boil water.

Meng Yingxing felt that normally he wouldn’t drown.

Only when Master said such teasing words would it make him drown.