You XiaoMo had originally planned to go to the library the next day . But because of what happened today, he decided to go while it is getting dark . Once it gets dark, usually there will be very few disciples wandering outside except for a few guards on patrol . So You XiaoMo doesn't run into anyone on his way to the library .
It's a pity but You XiaoMo doesn't find what he is looking for . A hundred billion years ago is really too long ago . Since people no longer remember it, what more of records in books . In the end, he borrows a few illustrated magic herb handbooks and goes back .
At night, You XiaoMo again takes out that [Heavenly Soul Scroll] and looks it over . It's too bad he still can't make any sense of it . A hundred billion years ago, who knows how much the characters have evolved . There simply isn't a shred of resemblance . So he can only put the book back into his dimension .
This time, You XiaoMo doesn't start to refine magic pills . Instead, he has a good night's sleep . Only when sunshine pours in from outside the window does he wake up in a daze . Who would expect that he would jump in fright from a magnified face in front of his eyes .
With a *dong*, You XiaoMo's forehead crashes into the other face . . . . . . .
It may be that Ling Xiao's face is made out steel . A hard smack and immediately a bun emerges from You XiaoMo's forehead, steaming and fragrant, as if fresh from the oven .
"*wu wu* . . . . . . . " You XiaoMo's whimpering cries can be heard after hitting his head .
The chief culprit on the other hand, is standing to one side laughing madly . The early morning sunshine on his body adds to his bright looks . Such a dazzling man . If only his character isn't so hateful .
"Little brother, does it hurt?" Ling Xiao sits beside him on the bed asking laughingly .
You XiaoMo is unable to say anything . Once again he experiences this loathsome nature of Ling Xiao . Look at the state he's in . How can it not hurt? Even tears are threatening to spill out .
But he is puzzled . He clearly hit Ling Xiao's face full on . But the other party is completely unaffected when he is in so much pain with bumps sprouting on his head .
"Your face, why is it so hard?" When the fierce pain starts to subside, he can't help from asking .
Ling Xiao leans over him, a gentle smile like a warm spring breeze on his face, "You're only a mere mortal . How can you possibly compare to me? Even though this body is only an illusion, whichever piece of my body is still tougher than your forehead . "
"Whichever piece?" Isn't that really too boastful?
You XiaoMo -_- . But he doesn't doubt his words . The more he finds out about him, the more he feels that Ling Xiao is not someone anyone can understand . He always feels that this cheeky grin is only Ling Xiao's mask . What is behind the mask, he has no idea .
"Elder brother Lin, why are you so early today?"
You XiaoMo quickly changes the topic . He no longer wishes to continue with this strange topic, else he will be the only one to suffer .
"Didn't I tell you yesterday that I would find time to come see you?" Ling Xiao says as he walks over to sit at the table . His demeanor is one that is very pleased with himself . He appears relaxed with a tinge of forced elegance .
But in You XiaoMo's eyes, he's just being a pompous ass .
"This is still too early ba!" You XiaoMo grumbles in a small voice . He never expected that Ling Xiao is such a man of action .
In order not to let Ling Xiao wait too long, lest he leaves from impatience, You XiaoMo only takes the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea to wash up . When he returns to the room, there is a tea set on his table from who knows where, and Ling Xiao is calmly sipping tea .
You XiaoMo almost sputters . The beast in human clothing can actually enjoy tea . Wildly exceeding his expectations .
Seeming him return, a book suddenly appears in Ling Xiao's empty hand . On the book is written the three words You XiaoMo is familiar with, translation of [Heavenly Soul Scroll] . One look and You XiaoMo immediately pounces only to come up empty handed .
Ling Xiao looks at the You XiaoMo who almost fell flat on his face, his lips curving up into a smile, "No need to be so impatient ah . Let us first discuss the terms . A translated manuscript from the great me, there is only one such book in the whole Long Xiao continent . Do you think you can send me away with a few measly magic pills?"
You XiaoMo turns into stone!
Manuscript . . . You XiaoMo had originally planned to go to the library the next day . But because of what happened today, he decided to go while it is getting dark . Once it gets dark, usually there will be very few disciples wandering outside except for a few guards on patrol . So You XiaoMo doesnt run into anyone on his way to the library . Its a pity but You XiaoMo doesnt find what he is looking for . A hundred billion years ago is really too long ago . Since people no longer remember it, what more of records in books . In the end, he borrows a few illustrated magic herb handbooks and goes back . At night, You XiaoMo again takes out that [Heavenly Soul Scroll] and looks it over . Its too bad he still cant make any sense of it . A hundred billion years ago, who knows how much the characters have evolved . There simply isnt a shred of resemblance . So he can only put the book back into his dimension . This time, You XiaoMo doesnt start to refine magic pills . Instead, he has a good nights sleep . Only when sunshine pours in from outside the window does he wake up in a daze . Who would expect that he would jump in fright from a magnified face in front of his eyes . With a *dong*, You XiaoMos forehead crashes into the other face . . . It may be that Ling Xiaos face is made out steel . A hard smack and immediately a bun emerges from You XiaoMos forehead, steaming and fragrant, as if fresh from the oven . *wu wu* . You XiaoMos whimpering cries can be heard after hitting his head . The chief culprit on the other hand, is standing to one side laughing madly . The early morning sunshine on his body adds to his bright looks . Such a dazzling man . If only his character isnt so hateful . Little brother, does it hurt? Ling Xiao sits beside him on the bed asking laughingly . You XiaoMo is unable to say anything . Once again he experiences this loathsome nature of Ling Xiao . Look at the state hes in . How can it not hurt? Even tears are threatening to spill out . . . But he is puzzled . He clearly hit Ling Xiaos face full on . But the other party is completely unaffected when he is in so much pain with bumps sprouting on his head . Your face, why is it so hard? When the fierce pain starts to subside, he cant help from asking . Ling Xiao leans over him, a gentle smile like a warm spring breeze on his face, Youre only a mere mortal . How can you possibly compare to me? Even though this body is only an illusion, whichever piece of my body is still tougher than your forehead . Whichever piece? Isnt that really too boastful? You XiaoMo -_-
. But he doesnt doubt his words . The more he finds out about him, the more he feels that Ling Xiao is not someone anyone can understand . He always feels that this cheeky grin is only Ling Xiaos mask . What is behind the mask, he has no idea . Elder brother Lin, why are you so early today? You XiaoMo quickly changes the topic . He no longer wishes to continue with this strange topic, else he will be the only one to suffer . Didnt I tell you yesterday that I would find time to come see you? Ling Xiao says as he walks over to sit at the table . His demeanor is one that is very pleased with himself . He appears relaxed with a tinge of forced elegance . But in You XiaoMos eyes, hes just being a pompous ass . This is still too early ba! You XiaoMo grumbles in a small voice . He never expected that Ling Xiao is such a man of action . In order not to let Ling Xiao wait too long, lest he leaves from impatience, You XiaoMo only takes the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea to wash up . When he returns to the room, there is a tea set on his table from who knows where, and Ling Xiao is calmly sipping tea . You XiaoMo almost sputters . The beast in human clothing can actually enjoy tea . Wildly exceeding his expectations . Seeming him return, a book suddenly appears in Ling Xiaos empty hand . On the book is written the three words You XiaoMo is familiar with, translation of [Heavenly Soul Scroll] . One look and You XiaoMo immediately pounces only to come up empty handed . Ling Xiao looks at the You XiaoMo who almost fell flat on his face, his lips curving up into a smile, No need to be so impatient ah . Let us first discuss the terms . A translated manuscript from the great me, there is only one such book in the whole Long Xiao continent . Do you think you can send me away with a few measly magic pills? You XiaoMo turns into stone!
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