Chapter 59: One Day You'll Have to Look Up to Me!

  All I saw was a short, sturdy frog leg in the grass, visible through the gaps in the grass, now and then.

  "Hmm...hmm..."

  At the same time, from the grass thicket, came a faint rustling sound?

  Two people quietly and slowly approached, Long Hao Tian held his sword with both hands, ready to strike at any moment. Mo Bei carefully parted the grass.

  Only in the grass, a sleek black sea frog was lying comfortably, its eyes tightly closed, sleeping soundly.

  The two of them quietly turned their heads and exchanged a surprised glance, giving each other a knowing look.

  Long Hao Tian suddenly shouted: "Invisible Body Breaker Sword!"

  His sword flashed through the night sky, bursting out a pale blue sword energy, heavily chopping on that toad's head!

  Mo Bei's movements were extremely fast, and at the moment when Long Hao Tian made his move, Mo Bei also struck out simultaneously.

  The two of them hacked and slashed at the clump of grass wildly.

  Long Hao Tian cursed as he hacked away:

  "His mother's old man worked hard from dawn till dusk to come to this damned island, and you're actually snoring away, sleep with your mother, sleep with your mother!"

  "Cut you to death, cut you to death!"

  "Quack! Quack!"

  Under the hacking and slashing of the two, the sea spirit frog that was still indulging in its beautiful dream let out a miserable cry, and died messily under their swords.

  "Heh heh," Long Haochen licked the corner of his mouth, and with an uncontrollable joy, cut off that poisonous tongue, put it in a cloth bag, then used the rattan to tie up the frog legs, and carried the Hailong Frog on his back.

  He gave Mo Bei a thumbs up and laughed loudly: "Brother, you're really clever! It seems that we came early and it's actually beneficial. Those sea spirit frogs haven't woken up yet."

  Mo Bei put his finger on his lips and made a "shh" sound, signaling him not to speak.

  Long Hao Tian finally reacted and covered his mouth in a hurry.

  The two of them exchanged a glance, both with mischievous smiles on their faces, and quietly walked deeper into the dense forest.

  Almost half a day.

  Two men with swords in hand were wandering back and forth in the dense forest, searching every bush.

  The whole forest was in an uproar.

  "Invisible Breaking Body Sword!"

  "Observe and strike with one sword!!"

  A blood-covered tree frog, swaying from side to side, its hind legs fiercely stomping on the trunk of a tree, whipping up a pungent gust of wind, leaping into the air, desperate to escape.

  "Hao Tian, stop him!" Mo Bei's eyes narrowed, and he growled in a low voice.

  "Alright!"

  Long Hao Tian responded with a sound, his hands grasping the sword, and directly slashed at the void. The sword's edge tore through the void, and a pale blue sword energy rushed straight into the clouds, heavily chopping down on the head of that Sea Spirit Toad.

  "Ribbit!" The sea spirit frog let out a miserable cry as its body fell down involuntarily.

  At the moment of landing, the sea spirit frog stabilizes its body, with all four limbs touching the ground, and hastily wants to rush towards a distant place.

  Suddenly.

  A dark shadow rushed forward, rolling up fierce and violent winds, sword energy spreading out, taking one's breath away!

  The sea spirit frog opens its big mouth and is about to spit out a water arrow.

  "Observe the sun's sword!"

  Dazzling white light, suddenly bursting out and spreading, shining in the eyes of the sea spirit frog.

  "Ribbit!" The sea spirit frog let out a series of miserable croaks and suddenly lost its sight.

  "Die!"

  Mo Beiling leaped into the air, descending from the sky, the sword tip swirling with a fierce and powerful momentum, fiercely stabbing towards the Sea Spirit Frog!

  "Pffft!"

  The sword tip traversed horizontally and pierced into the head of that sea spirit frog, nailing it to the ground.

  A long sword pierced through his head.

  The sea spirit frog's body twitched on the ground, convulsing for a moment before its four limbs kicked wildly.

  After a moment, it was completely still.

  Long Haitian skillfully pried open its mouth, cut off the poisonous tongue and put it in a bag, then tied up the frog legs and dragged several sea spirit frogs to continue following Mo Bei, entering the dense forest to search for the remaining prey.

  It's just past noon.

  "Wow, we're really old... We've gained so much today."

  Long Haitian sat on the trunk, panting heavily, his eyes shining as he stared at the seven or eight sea spirit frogs under the tree.

  "It's just past noon now, and we've already killed seven or eight sea spirits. If we wait till nightfall, who knows how many more we'll be able to kill."

  Long Haitian licked his lips, his face full of excitement as he said: "If we continue to hunt and kill like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to drag them back. How about we first return to the Great Desert Mountain and sell off those poisonous tongues?"

  Also spare these sea spirits from being dragged back and forth, so that people can covet them.

  Mo Beishen nodded in agreement and said after a moment of contemplation, "Let's stop for today and head back to the Great Desert Mountain first."

  "Alright." Long Hao Tian responded with a single word.

  Two people carried and dragged the sea spirit frog, for the first time early in the morning they walked out of the dense forest, boarded the flying boat, left the demon island, and returned to the Great Desert Mountain.

  Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian finished their task together, standing outside the Xian He Hall.

  "Hao Tian, go back first today, boil water in the pot, hmm... also buy some spiritual rice, seasonings, and! Antidote!"

  Mo Bei held his chest with his left hand and supported his chin with his right, thinking as he spoke: "Peel the skin off that sea spirit frog, boil it until it's 80% cooked, then add in detoxifying waist to dissolve the remaining toxins in the frog meat."

  Long Haitian nodded seriously and memorized all the words entrusted by Mo Bei, then asked: "Boss, where are you going?"

  Mo Bei looked up and gazed at the bright sky, saying: "It's still early now. I'll go to the Scripture Pavilion to take a look at some books. You finish these things and then go cultivate. The rest can be discussed after I get back."

  "Alright, boss!"

  Long Haitian responded while carrying, hugging and dragging the six or seven sea frogs towards the stone house.

  Mo Bei turned around and walked in the opposite direction, heading towards the Cang Jing Pavilion.

  He came to the Scripture Pavilion, selected and picked again and again, finally chose a book "The Mystery of Sword Intent", habitually sat in the same position as yesterday.

  Mo Bei flipped through the pages at random, reading out loud: "The profound meaning of Gu Jian Fei Yun Zhan... First, Gu Jian Fei Yun Zhan is a sword technique that combines wind and water, with wind in the water and water in the wind, gathering both wind and water!"

  "Hence, the flying clouds and waterfall beheading sword technique contains profound implications, which are not about the softness of water-based skills, nor about the changes in sword techniques."

  "It's the wind system's unique attribute, speed! Speed to the extreme!"

  "Seek stability in speed, with a steady sword stance, combining the speed of drawing the sword to produce a fierce and sharp attack! Can break through thousands of enemies, unstoppable!"

  "It seems that the author of this book must have also practiced the ancient sword technique 'Flying Cloud Beheading', otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a deep understanding of its sword moves and intent!"

  Mo Bei's eyes shone brightly, and he was completely absorbed in the explanation of the sword move's subtleties. He greedily devoured the knowledge from the book, thinking to himself as he read.

  The sea of books in the Tibetan scripture pavilion is truly a treasure trove.

  Nor is it known how many predecessors, great practitioners, have accumulated experience over the years.

  In this rare and precious world of cultivating immortals, I can obtain so many experiences summarized by seniors and powerful cultivators.

  Three pieces of Ling Stone, what a true bargain!

  He was completely absorbed in reading books, unaware of the passage of time.

  Three hours later, Mo Bei finally rubbed his slightly sore neck and subconsciously lifted his head.

  A red shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

  Mo Beideng looked up to find that the red-clad Ye Qingfeng had appeared once again, silently sitting in front of him, in the same position she had occupied yesterday.

  Her delicate face was covered with a thin layer of frost, she read the book carefully, her eyes fixed intently. The gaze in her bright eyes was focused and serious.

  Such a focused expression, combined with that proud coldness, has a unique flavor, as if it had an irresistible charm.

  Mo Bei's eyes rolled around, and suddenly he thought of something. He took out the red silk handkerchief from his bosom, walked over, slightly lowered his head, looked down at her, and softly said: "Ye Qingfeng?"

  Ye Qingfeng slightly lowered her chin, Mo Bei didn't notice it the moment he opened his mouth. A hint of dissatisfaction flashed across her delicate face, her willow eyebrows furrowed for a moment before relaxing again.

  Ye Qingfeng slowly raised her head, and the cold gaze emanating from her beautiful eyes swept across Mo Bei's face. Her voice was as melodious as heavenly music, yet it contained a chill that kept people at arm's length:

  "What's wrong?"

  Her eyes, cold and devoid of any emotion, swept over me with a glance.

  Mo Bei's heart suddenly sank for some reason.

  "Yeqingfeng," Mo Bei handed over the red silk scarf, smiling and saying: "You might have left in a hurry yesterday and dropped something. I picked it up for you."

  Ye Qingfeng gazed at the silk scarf, her eyes wandering, and slowly swept another glance over Mo Bei's face.

  At this moment, the frost on Ye Qingfeng's cheek seemed to have thawed a lot.

  She nodded slightly, put away the handkerchief, and a faint smile appeared on her cheek as she said softly: "Thank you."

  "You're welcome," Mo Bei's smile at the corner of his mouth rose unconsciously.

  He opened his mouth, intending to say something more. But seeing the frost on Ye Qingfeng's cheek that seemed never to have thawed, Mo Bei dispelled the idea of continuing to speak, hugged himself and turned to leave.

  Mo Bei hugged the book and put "The Mysterious Sword Intention" back on the bookshelf. Today, he had gained another potential point, which was really great!

  Carelessly Mo Bei looked subconsciously in the direction where Ye Qingfeng was.

  That Ye Qingfeng seemed unaware of it, thinking that Mo Bei, who had already walked away, was still paying attention to her!

  Ye Qingfeng slowly got up, marked the book in front of her and held it in her hand.

  Her beautiful eyes fluttered, and a hint of indifference flowed out in her gaze, lightly sweeping across the red silk scarf on the table.

  His eyebrows were slightly raised, unintentionally exuding a hint of cold and proud loneliness.

  Then, Ye Qingfeng left her seat and never looked at the red silk scarf again, slowly leaving.

  This scene fell into Mo Bei's eyes.

  Her icy and proud eyes were like a needle, piercing deeply into Mo Bei's heart.

  Not worth a second glance from her.

  Look down on him? No, it's complete indifference.

  Just then a gentle breeze blew by, and the red silk scarf floated up with the wind, slowly drifting in the air, and fell at Mo Bei's feet.

  Mo Bei slowly took a deep breath, expelling the stagnant air that had been stuck in his chest. His gaze followed the direction where Ye Qingfeng had disappeared, flickering unceasingly.

  Mo Bei shook his head and said: "Indeed arrogant, don't you have me in your eyes at all?!"

  "In this life and the last, no one has ever been so indifferent to my existence!"

  "But nothing!"

  The sunset seemed a bit desolate, recklessly sprinkling on Mo Bei's face.

  Mo Bei lifted his head, facing the soft and gentle light. The warm sunlight that should have been gentle was fragmented by the green shade, carrying a faint sorrow, shining on Mo Bei's eyes, and into his heart.

  "Today, you ignore me."

  "One day, I will make you gaze up at me with the most sincere and admiring eyes, making me unattainable to you!"

  Mo Bei took a deep breath, stepped out with determination, and walked into the crowd under the dazzling sunlight.