If he persists, Cong Mo will like him.
"Xiao Can" Yi You rubbed his aching head and propped himself up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Leng Can lying beside him, drooling in his sleep.
Cong Mo didn't disturb him and got off the couch from the other side. The wind blew through her hair, messing it up and disturbing her heart.
Cong Mo sat on the steps and looked at the light falling between the moon and the sun.
It looks very beautiful when reflected on the face.
She raised her hand, as if wanting to touch the morning glow.
Everything in the world was like a passing cloud to her. She was in a hurry to get on with her journey and had no time to appreciate such scenery.
What happened last night was still vivid in her mind, shocking her cognition. She could no longer feel the pain and sadness in her heart at that moment. She only knew that the kiss was more like a farewell than a confession.
Is she saying goodbye to... Leng Can?
But... why
So what exactly are her feelings towards Leng Can?
No, the ruthless path she practiced should not have any lust. For the first time, Cong Mo felt confused and ignorant. The road ahead was long and there was no one around her.
"Why didn't you call me?"
A crisp voice called her back to her thoughts. When she turned around, she saw Leng Can, who was sleepy and yawning.
"You slept well, there's no need to call you." Cong Mo patted the seat next to him, "Come here."
"Yeah." Leng Can was drowsy and subconsciously leaned his head on her shoulder. Cong Mo paused but didn't move away. "Are you awake?"
"No." Leng Can shook his head, looking at the orange sky. He raised his hand, and the light shone through his fingers into his eyes, beautiful and vivid. "I'm still very sleepy. Aren't you going to sleep?"
"I don't want to sleep anymore." Cong Mo also raised his hand, in the same posture as Leng Can. The light passed through, leaving similar marks on their faces.
Leng Can found it magical. It was as if Cong Mo was reflecting on him. He raised his head and looked at Cong Mo, his ears reddening. His voice was steady and powerful. "Xiao Mo, I will treat you well in the future."
He was swearing solemnly.
Cong Mo also lowered his eyes to look at him. Although he pretended to be calm, his eyes were still mostly puzzled. "I..., um."
She didn't ask what she wanted to say or what she wanted to ask. For some reason, she accepted Leng Can's promise.
Leng Can looked at her and smiled widely, his light freckles dancing, cute and bright. His Cong Mo... was so good.
"Yes, I will treat you the best, better than anyone else. I will share all the delicious and fun things in the world with Xiaomo. I will also work hard to learn magic to protect you, and also..."
His face turned red and he hugged Cong Mo's arm tightly.
He also wants to...seriously seduce Cong Mo.
Leng Can is now even more confused about what kind of feelings he has for Cong Mo.
But he didn't want to know, nor did he want to continue exploring why everything had to have a result.
Just do whatever you think.
Now he just wants to be good to Cong Mo and give him everything he has.
But after a few minutes, Leng Can leaned on her shoulder and fell asleep, snoring softly. Cong Mo sighed, picked him up and carried him into the house.
The practice of magic officially began, and Leng Can showed 200% seriousness.
Although Cong Mo was still cold to him, he would no longer treat him like a stranger. He would carefully reason with him, and if he couldn't win, he would follow his arrangements. Of course, Cong Mo would never get any benefit from Leng Can's twisted logic.
"Magic practice primarily focuses on increasing internal strength. Compared to swordsmanship, it emphasizes the coordinated mobilization of mental and spiritual power, making it more difficult," the elder Qing Yi explained. "Mental power is a prerequisite for magic. Leng Can, you can't even reach the most basic realm right now, making magic practice even more difficult. Only when mental power is fully mobilized can spiritual power be placed on top of mental power, connecting and enhancing each other, allowing you to transform into a spiritual form to attack and fight."
"Practice in seclusion, break through realms, and be filled with spiritual power."
"First, the first step is to sit in meditation and focus your mind."
Li was very interested in magic and accompanied the two of them on the training ground.
An old man sat in the main seat, sitting cross-legged, breathing in and out, relaxing his hands on his knees, slowly closing his eyes, emptying his mind, concentrating his mental power, and a light spot of mental power appeared between his eyebrows, and the spiritual power was mixed in it, merging.
Xi and Congmo imitated the old man's posture and sat down steadily, their spiritual power between their eyebrows also transformed and merged.
Leng Can looked at the three people and tried to mobilize the pitiful amount of spiritual power and almost non-existent mental power in his body.
A faint light slowly appeared between the eyebrows.
Leng Can yawned and closed his eyes.
In less than half a minute, he fell asleep while sitting, "Huhu..."
His body tilted and he fell onto the hard ground next to the soft blanket, almost hitting his head. "Hiss..."
He stretched and sat down again, but after only half an hour he felt sleepy again.
He did this back and forth several times without getting annoyed, but the person next to him was disturbed.
"Junior brother, you didn't sleep well last night, did you?" Xi advised softly.
"It's okay, pretty good." Leng Can scratched his hair, apologetically, "Did I disturb you?"
"A little bit." He leaned over to whisper in his ear, "Do you find meditation a bit boring?"
"Yeah." Leng Can nodded vigorously. "Plus, mobilizing spiritual power and mental power to intertwine is very exhausting. I get sleepy after practicing for a while."
He blinked, a little embarrassed, "I have a little bit of that, too."
"Then let's..." Leng Can had a bad idea, "...should we escape and practice?"
Looking at Cong Mo and the old man Qing Yi who were concentrating on cultivation, he felt a little hesitant.
Leng Can often dragged Cong Mo to skip school when they were little, so he was quite familiar with this. He raised his hand to his lips, made a hushing gesture, and took Cong Mo's arm. "Brother, how about going to the human world for a walk? It takes at least two hours to meditate, and we'll be back by then."
Hearing that they were going to the human world, the hesitation in his heart completely changed. He stood up slightly and said, "Then... we'll be back soon."
"hey-hey…"
The two of them moved quietly. Just as Leng Can took half a step out of the training ground, a transparent barrier immediately appeared in front of him. Then he was bounced back by a strong force, and fell to the ground with him.
With a "bang", he fell on his butt, right next to Cong Mo's legs.
Cong Mo took a deep breath, relaxed his mental power, retracted the mental power from his eyebrows, opened his eyes, and the golden pupil light dissipated. He lowered his head to look at the two people lying on his legs with their teeth bared, "Brother, Xiaocan, where are you going?"
"Let's..." Leng Can held onto his waist, pulled on his legs, and helped himself to sit up, trying his best to maintain his image in front of Cong Mo, "Let's go...to the bathroom."
He blinked frantically at Yi, who sensed his signal and nodded as well, "Yes, going to the bathroom."
"Hey, when did you learn to lie?" The old man's melodious voice reached the ears of the two.
Leng Can and Xi shuddered at the same time. Xi immediately knelt down and no longer dared to hide it from the old man. He told Leng Can the plan he had just made.
Leng Can felt uneasy and glanced at Cong Mo, only to see that she looked normal, without any fluctuation.
"Meditation is indeed boring." The old man, instead of getting angry, consoled the two. "But if you can't even endure this initial boredom, then practicing this technique will be incredibly difficult. Your thoughts of defecting today were already anticipated. Leng Can is impatient and easily deceived. These are your shortcomings, and you should overcome them."
He felt ashamed and dared not argue.
Leng Can looked at Cong Mo and felt that the studious image he had built in her heart over the past few days had completely collapsed.
Would Cong Mo think he was a lazy person?
Although he does have this character.
"Everyone has their own responsibility." Leng Can took the initiative to ask for punishment, "Master, please punish me."
He quickly followed up, "Yes, punish me too. I was also wrong for not being able to resist temptation."
The old man smiled faintly and said, "Then I will assign you a mission. Go to the human world and help me find something. The journey will be extremely dangerous. Congmo, you will go with them."
Cong Mo's pupils shrank, but he didn't say anything.
The three of them said in unison, "Yes."
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"Master, I can go on this mission alone. Why should I ask them to come with me?"
"This road is dangerous. I feel more at ease with them around."
Cong Mo frowned and tried to reason with the old man, "Master, Senior Brother and Xiaocan are weak. If they go with me, they will only... be a hindrance. There's no need to let them take this risk."
"I've made up my mind." The old man remained unwavering. "Cong Mo, I must have my reasons for letting them go, and as fellow disciples, you must unite in this."
"I..." Cong Mo gritted his teeth. Although he was puzzled by the elder Qing Yi's decision, he did not refute it. "Yes, I will protect my brothers and the others."
The old man watched her leaving and felt that it was not easy to be a master. Was it easy for him to find a legitimate reason?
This mission is about the whereabouts and growth of Cong Mo's love root. After many days of tracking, Xianshan found a village with a strong and terrifying demonic energy. There was a lingering scent of love roots with the same origin as the love root in Cong Mo's body, which had not yet been infected by the demonic energy.
He originally wanted to explore it by himself, but as the saying goes, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. At first, he only told Cong Mo, but after thinking about it, he decided to let Leng Can go with him.
Although Cong Mo's emotions are almost stable at a certain level, it cannot be said that there will be no possibility of an outburst. Leng Can may help him to be more restrained if he follows him.
"Alas," sighed the old man. "It's truly complicated. How could he not only fail to cultivate the Way of Heartlessness, but also give birth to a child and abandon his love roots? And his love roots only grew stronger, turning him into the king of the demon world? This truly goes against Heaven's will, goes against Heaven's will."
"Xiao Mo, are you angry?" Leng Can hurried to greet Cong Mo when he saw him coming out.
"Why are you angry?"
"I didn't mean to skip school today, I just..."
This was the second confusing thing Cong Mo had heard today. She patiently explained, "It's okay. As long as Master doesn't blame me, it has nothing to do with me."
"Then, then..." Leng Can was speechless. Hearing Cong Mo's straightforward indifference still made him irritated and want to kill someone. He caught up with her and said, "If I hadn't skipped school and persisted in the training ground for a whole morning, would you think I was awesome?"
"Yes, judging by your overall condition, it's impossible for you to last the entire morning."
Leng Can comforted himself that if he persisted, Cong Mo would like him.
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