Chapter 67

The cup in Chu Jinglan's hand was crushed, and the clear tea flowed all over the table, dripping onto the ground, making huge splashes in the tiny world, just as Chu Jinglan was the only one who knew the shock and waves in his heart at this moment.

Yue Ming was startled: "What's wrong? What's wrong? I, uh, I think what I said is quite right?"

Chu Jinglan looked at the dripping water droplets and lowered his eyes: "It's okay, you said it very well."

He raised his hand and swept it across the table, turning the broken pieces of the teacup into powder. The smoke dissipated and the water stains also disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

He bowed to Yueming and said, "Thank you."

Yue Ming was a little uncomfortable with the solemnity, but since it was a benefit that came right to his doorstep, he had no reason to refuse it. He climbed up the ladder and said, "If you really want to thank me, will you play one or two more games with me today?"

He held up two fingers tentatively.

Chu Jinglan stood up: "Come."

There is such a good thing! Yue Ming immediately jumped up: "Come on!"

As soon as the protective screen was opened, the flashes of swords began outside again. Inside the house, Xiao Mo was sitting on the bed holding the quilt, his eyes full of confusion.

When he was resting, the system would turn down the volume of reminder sounds for non-important matters, but the sound just now was as loud as thunder, and it startled him and made him sit up in his sleep.

ah?

Unlimited points?

He just took a nap, what happened?

Xiao Mo was stunned for a while, then hurriedly got up from the bed, pushed open the window and looked out. Chu Jinglan was sparring with Yue Ming. Their swords rang out, and the light was flying. The two of them looked heroic and vigorous, and the scene was full of diligence and encouragement.

The fog in Xiao Mo's mind became even thicker.

He walked back to the bed step by step in a daze, sat down, and took the pillow in his arms, crumpling it into a ball: "Am I still dreaming?"

The system's voice appeared: "No, you don't."

Xiao Mo's eyes moved slowly: "Does that mean the integration module has finally collapsed?"

The system denies: “Absolutely not!”

The integration module didn't crash, but Xiao Mo's expression collapsed. He wanted to grab the system in his hand and shake it wildly: "Then tell me what Chu Jinglan is thinking!!"

It's still something related to him, and the points exploded directly!!

The system said weakly: "Host, I am not responsible for reading minds. I don't know what he is thinking."

Xiao Mo knows how to read minds. For a moment, he really wanted to press the button to see what was going on in Chu Jinglan's little head.

His consciousness began to move, but just before it was about to begin, Xiao Mo stopped.

Xiao Mo let out a long breath: Calm down, calm down, don't read other people's minds just because of infinite points, don't let impulse replace reason.

It’s just an infinite number of points, a small scene…what the hell.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but yelled and fell on his back on the bed, causing it to creak. He grabbed the pillow and rubbed it in his hands, squeezing it into various shapes.

Just kidding, that's infinite points!

You can clear the mall and directly max out your cultivation level!

Oh, his highest level of cultivation is only the distraction level. That doesn’t matter. It’s the maximum for Xiao Mo.

The thing was too beautiful, and the reason was unknown. Unlike the Moon Lord's inheritance and the Yingyue Sect's rewards, which had clear sources, it suddenly turned into infinite points, which made Xiao Mo a little uneasy.

Xiao Mo opened the mall panel while feeling uneasy.

There is an upper limit on the purchase quantity of each item in the mall. The lower the level of the item, the more you can buy. For example, you can buy hundreds of yellow-level spiritual tools and first-grade elixirs. However, you can only buy one or two of each of heaven-level items, ninth-grade spiritual medicines, ten thousand-year materials, etc.

But it adds up to a lot.

Xiao Mo also looked at the upper limit of spirit stones.

If all the three grades of spirit stones were exchanged out, there would be 100 million upper grade spirit stones, 150 million middle grade spirit stones, and 200 million lower grade spirit stones.

Xiao Mo was dazzled by the string of zeros behind him.

Ah, he is dead.

He wouldn't even dream of doing this! Not in his last life or in this life.

Xiao Mo clutched the pillow tightly, staring at the panel numbly. The system asked in confusion: "Host, are you unhappy?"

Xiao Mo: "Rather than being happy, I'm a little panicked now. Do you think Chu Jinglan will rush in and kill me the next moment?"

I clearly moved myself from the couch to the bed, but my mind can't change so quickly.

...Forget it, it’s definitely not the case, but he still feels uneasy.

It may also be related to the fact that we are not short of money for the time being. When we encounter sudden wealth for unknown reasons, we become even more suspicious.

Xiao Mo raised his hand and marked the mall. The system had already actively planned a huge amount of money for him to use: "Host, you are not short of money and resources now. In my opinion, you can put the things in the mall first. Anyway, you can take them out at any time. Why not redeem your cultivation first? This is a real benefit!"

Cultivation exchange... Xiao Mo moved his gaze to that column.

His highest level of cultivation was only the Spirit Severing Realm, and no amount of points could change that limit. He would never forget the most important task the system told him on the first day he came here:

[Your cultivation level will not be higher than the Spirit Severing Stage. You will be killed by him in the Spirit Severing Stage.]

At that time, Xiao Mo was still far away from being distracted, but now with these points, it is within reach.

Xiao Mo looked at the points and suddenly asked, "You said that I would be killed by him in the Spiritual Severing Stage. Was it my Spiritual Severing Stage or his Spiritual Severing Stage?"

The system said: "To be precise, it is Chu Jinglan's Spiritual Severing Stage. When he reaches the Spiritual Severing Stage, the Heart Demon Tribulation will mature. But you can feel the cultivation level of the Spiritual Severing Stage in advance."

Xiao Mo was silent for a moment, waved his hand and turned off the panel. He did not touch any of his points, did not exchange them for items in the mall, and did not redeem his cultivation.

"If that's the case, then I'm not in a hurry." Xiao Mo said, "Plus, my consciousness has been inexplicably unstable recently. If I rush to improve my cultivation in one go, what if something goes wrong and I go crazy?"

He thought for a moment and said, "After a few days, when I feel better, I will first ascend to the peak of Yuanying and see how it goes."

System: “OK, do you want to set an alarm? I can remind you.”

Xiao Mo: “No need.”

The system's sound went quiet.

No one talked to him, and Xiao Mo couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts in his mind. He thought about the dream he had in the sea of ​​consciousness and what was going on with Chu Jinglan.

He spread his consciousness into the courtyard and found that after Chu Jinglan and Yue Ming finished their fight, they left Tianshui Peak together. The huge mansion became quiet in an instant. Only Qiuqiu, who had built a nest on the tree, was chattering with Xianhe. Xianhe was very cool and elegant, and would only reply with a reserved call occasionally.

Xiao Mo thought about it again and again, and didn't think there was anything wrong with Chu Jinglan recently. Although he asked Yue Ming to find a bunch of storybooks, he didn't neglect his cultivation at all, and he wasn't a plaything who lost his ambition. He got along well with himself, and the words he said to defend himself in front of the sect master and the elders were very good.

I can't figure it out.

Xiao Mo tossed and turned, and rolled several times while hugging the pillow.

He just lay there with his long legs over the edge of the bed, looking utterly undone in his own messed up quilt, with his eyes closed and in a daze. It was not until Chu Jinglan came back and walked in front of him that Xiao Mo jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

Chu Jinglan looked at the messy bed and Xiao Mo's appearance and was stunned: "You——"

At the same time, Xiao Mo blurted out: "You..."

After hearing each other's voice, they both shut up at the same time.

Xiao Mo unconsciously grabbed the tip of the quilt in his hand: "You speak first."

Chu Jinglan shook his head in shock: "You speak first."

Xiao Mo actually hadn't thought of what to say, and couldn't open his mouth. He held his hands tighter, and smiled: "I just spoke subconsciously when I saw you come back. Go ahead."

Chu Jinglan walked closer and sat down beside the bed: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Mo has a good sleeping posture and has never made his bed in such a mess.

"I got stuck in my cultivation and was so upset that I rolled over on the bed. It's okay, I'll get it soon." Xiao Mo turned around and picked up the pillow that had been rubbed to the corner and the wrinkled quilt.

Chu Jinglan smoothed the corners of the quilt and helped to clean up: "I just went to find the sect's instrument master and sent the flute and materials over, but he asked me to help him as well."

Xiao Mo's wild and chaotic thoughts were slightly brought back by this sentence: "What help?"

"His disciple is going out to look for materials, and he wants me to go with him and take care of him. It will be counted as a disciple's task recorded in the Office. I can exchange things for things after I finish it."

Xiao Mo finished packing and sat down on the edge of the bed. "That makes sense. Where are you going? What are you looking for?"

"Diezhou is said to be near Caidie Town. The exact location needs to be checked after landing. Look for butterfly feathers that are three hundred years old."

Butterfly feathers are something you can only encounter by chance. They are made from the scales powder from the wings of unintelligent butterfly monsters combined with a certain mineral. It takes many years to form butterfly feathers, and they only appear in places where there are many butterflies.

But you can't find them just because there are a lot of butterflies. After all, their scales are so light that they will be gone if the wind blows or the rain falls. The feathers of a butterfly that is 300 years old are harder to find than many things that are thousands or even tens of millions of years old.

Xiao Mo's mind was completely pulled back: "Diezhou is quite far."

Yingyue Sect is in Yanzhou. Judging from the map, you have to cross the sea to get to Diezhou.

Chu Jinglan nodded: "The flying boat is provided by the weapon refiner for this trip. It is said that his flying boat is fast and stable, and it will reach Diezhou in about five days."

The departure date is tomorrow. Xiao Mo has fully understood it and has no objection. He got out of bed and walked to the window to close it, but found that Chu Jinglan's eyes were fixed on him.

Yes, even though he had his back to Chu Jinglan, he could still sense it because the gaze was so obvious.

Xiao Mo's heart tightened. He just thought Chu Jinglan had been acting normal lately. Could he be going to be slapped in the face now?

At the same time, Xiao Mo heard another prompt sound in his ear: Ding, mental attack was successful, points +100!

Xiao Mo: “…”

Although the points are already unlimited, the extra points prompt can explain one thing, which is that Chu Jinglan's emotions have been aroused by him again.

But he just closed a window!

Xiao Mo turned around with a tingling scalp and suddenly met Chu Jinglan's eyes. Chu Jinglan paused, but was not panicked. He just looked away naturally, as if it was just a casual glance.

Xiao Mo tried to hold back, but couldn't help asking, "You, have you been worried about anything lately?"

Chu Jinglan tightened his hands under his sleeves, but his face remained calm: "...Why do you ask that?"

The inner demon should be able to easily see into the original body's thoughts, but Xiao Mo said that he would not read Chu Jinglan's mind easily.

Chu Jinglan believed him, otherwise Xiao Mo would not have such an unusual attitude towards him at this moment.

But Chu Jinglan didn't know that Xiao Mo was worried.

Xiao Mo laughed and said, "Actually, when I saw you asked people to bring so many storybooks, I had a guess that some book lovers would keep things to themselves when they have something on their mind, but suddenly they would bury their heads in reading."

He was making it up, but Chu Jinglan was also worried. He said, "I didn't say that. I just wanted to see if the story you like is interesting."

Xiao Mo: “Ah, that’s it.”

Chu Jinglan: “Yeah.”

This conversation was a bit awkward, but the one who had just come to the realization was afraid of having his thoughts exposed, while the other had a lot of messy thoughts, and neither of them thought there was anything wrong.

Chu Jinglan was not ready to go up to Xiao Mo and say anything to please Jun Xi. He thought that now that he knew what he wanted, he should take action in the determined direction and use his actions to let Xiao Mo gradually notice the change in their atmosphere and understand his intentions.

In the past, Xiao Mo had always been with him through thick and thin, so he had to treat Xiao Mo even better. Words and promises were important, but without action, they were just empty talk and nothing but hypocrisy.

Take action first, and then confess your feelings to Xiao Mo at the most appropriate time.

Anyway, they would never be separated. He had enough time to be nice to Xiao Mo, to touch Xiao Mo, and to make Xiao Mo feel the same way as he did.

In fact, by comparison, the Moon Lord just fell in love with a demon, while Chu Jinglan was so shocking that he actually fell in love with his own inner demon.

Chu Jinglan looked at Xiao Mo in amazement and thought to himself that he must not let other people know Xiao Mo's true identity.

The powerful of Yingyue Sect might tolerate a kind-hearted demon around him, but would never allow his inner demon to exist.

Chu Jinglan is not a man who only talks empty words. After realizing his feelings for Xiao Mo, he thought about it in the long term.

Those who cannot overcome their inner demons will never achieve Mahayana cultivation. But it doesn't matter. If they want to take revenge on the Chu family, the cultivation of the distraction will be enough.

He initially practiced hard just to protect the important people. Wanyu is gone, and Xiao Mo is now his sweetheart. He chose Xiao Mo and was prepared to never achieve enlightenment in this lifetime.

This is not giving up. Everyone has choices in life. He just chose what is most important to him.

After revenge is complete, Chu Jinglan will take the time to do something for Yingyue Sect to thank them for the resources they provided.

As time went by, the Yingyue Sect realized that this gifted man had exhausted his talent and could only remain at the Spirit Severing Stage. This would definitely reduce the supply of resources. After he paid off the Yingyue Sect, for safety reasons, he could take Xiao Mo with him to live in seclusion.

However, these matters can be discussed with Xiao Mo when the time comes. They have a long way to go.

He wanted to hold Xiao Mo's hand, but he held back.

Chu Jinglan took out an oil-paper bag and put it in Xiao Mo's palm: "This is for you."

The fragrance wafted out from inside, Xiao Mo opened it and saw that it was still the spiritual food jerky, but the flavor had changed. It was five-spice before, but this time it was spicy.

"We are about to leave. I went to the restaurant and prepared a lot of spiritual food for you to eat on the way."

In addition to dried meat of various flavors, there were also cakes, fried and candied spiritual herbs and fruits. Chu Jinglan specially cleared space in the storage container for food, and also chose another place for clothes.

He changed into some precious clothes of different grades, each of which was extremely beautiful and dazzling, as well as spiritual tools in the form of hairpins and headbands. After the trip, he could watch the time and slowly hand these clothes to Xiao Mo one by one.

In the past, it was Xiao Mo who helped him choose clothes, but now he can also dress up Xiao Mo.

Chu Jinglan is still learning, and he will do everything he can think of for Xiao Mo, no matter how big or small, as long as they are together, he has plenty of time and opportunities.

Xiao Mo looked at the dried meat in his hand. He had to admit that food could indeed comfort people. He put one in his mouth and chewed it slowly, letting the spicy aroma fill his mouth.

Very spicy and delicious.

Chu Jinglan's attitude towards himself did not change at all, and he did not look like he was going to be executed on the spot.

Xiao Mo's heart calmed down a little, but doubts still remained.

I hope that neither the dream nor the points are bad things, and that his anxiety is just due to his overthinking about his personality... I hope so.