PID Chapter 67

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The cup in Chu Jinglan’s hand was crushed, clear tea spilling across the table, dripping onto the ground. In this miniature world, it splashed up huge water droplets, just like the tidal waves in Chu Jinglan’s heart that only he knew about.

 

Yue Ming was startled: “What’s wrong, what’s wrong! I, uh, I think what I said was quite right?”

 

Chu Jinglan looked at the dripping water droplets, lowering his eyes: “It’s nothing. You spoke very well.”

 

He waved his hand over the table, turning the cup shards to dust, vanishing into thin air. The spreading water stains also disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

 

He bowed to Yue Ming: “Thank you.”

 

The solemnity made Yue Ming a bit uncomfortable, but since it was a benefit offered to him, he had no reason to refuse. He seized the opportunity: “If you’re really grateful, how about sparring with me one… two more times today?”

 

He tentatively held up two fingers.

 

Chu Jinglan stood up: “Come.”

 

Such a good thing! Yue Ming immediately jumped up: “Let’s go!”

 

As soon as the protective screen opened, sword lights began flashing outside. Inside the room, Xiao Mo was sitting on the bed hugging a quilt, his eyes full of confusion.

 

When he was resting, the system would lower the volume of non-critical notifications, but the earlier thunderous explosion directly jolted him awake from his dream.

 

Huh?

 

Infinite points?

 

He had just taken a nap, what happened?

 

Xiao Mo was dazed for a while, then scrambled up from the bed, suddenly pushing open the window to look outside. Chu Jinglan was sparring with Yue Ming, swords clashing, lights flashing, both looking valiant and spirited, gusts of wind blowing, a scene of diligence and motivation.

 

Xiao Mo’s mind became even more foggy.

 

He dazedly walked back to the bed step by step, plopped down, hugging the pillow and squeezing it: “Am I still dreaming?”

 

The system’s voice appeared: “No, you’re not.”

 

Xiao Mo’s eyes moved sluggishly: “Then has the points module finally crashed?”

 

The system denied: “Absolutely not!”

 

The points module wasn’t crashing, but Xiao Mo’s expression did. He wished he could grab the system and shake it frantically: “Then tell me what Chu Jinglan was thinking!! ”

 

It must have been something related to him, directly causing the points to explode!!

 

The system weakly said: “Host, I’m not responsible for mind reading. I don’t know what he’s thinking either.”

 

Xiao Mo could do mind reading. For a moment, he really wanted to press the button and see what was going on in Chu Jinglan’s little head right now.

 

His spiritual sense even started to move, but at the last step, Xiao Mo stopped.

 

Xiao Mo let out a long breath: Calm down, calm down, don’t read someone’s mind just because of infinite points. Don’t let impulse replace reason.

 

It’s just infinite points, no big deal… yeah right.

 

Xiao Mo couldn’t help but let out a big shout, falling back onto the bed with a creak. He grabbed the pillow, kneading it randomly in his hands, squeezing it into various shapes.

 

Joking aside, those were infinite points!

 

He could clear out the mall, directly max out his cultivation!

 

Oh, his highest cultivation could only reach Divided Spirit. Well, that’s fine, for Xiao Mo that was still maxing out.

 

The situation was too good, and without knowing the cause, unlike the Moon Lord’s legacy and Yingyue Sect’s rewards which had clear sources, suddenly having infinite points made Xiao Mo a bit uneasy.

 

While feeling uneasy, Xiao Mo opened the mall interface.

 

In the mall, there was a limit to the number of each item that could be purchased. Lower-grade items could be bought in greater quantities, like yellow-grade magical tools and first-grade pills, which could be bought in hundreds or thousands. But heaven-grade items, ninth-grade spirit medicines, ten-thousand-year materials, etc., could only be bought one or two of each.

 

But added together, it was still a lot.

 

Xiao Mo also looked at the limit for spirit stones.

 

If he exchanged all the high, medium, and low-grade spirit stones, he could have 100 million high-grade spirit stones, 150 million medium-grade spirit stones, and 200 million low-grade spirit stones.

 

Xiao Mo’s eyes were dazzled by the string of zeros.

 

Ah, he was dead.

 

He wouldn’t dare to dream like this, neither in his past life nor in this one!

 

Xiao Mo tightly gripped the pillow, numbly staring at the interface. The system asked in confusion: “Host, aren’t you happy?”

 

Xiao Mo: “More than happy, I’m a bit panicked now. You don’t think Chu Jinglan will rush in and kill me the next moment, do you?”

 

He even moved him from the couch to the bed, his thoughts couldn’t change that quickly, right?

 

… Forget it, it definitely wasn’t that, but he really couldn’t feel at ease.

 

It might also be related to not lacking money right now. Encountering unexplained sudden wealth made him even more suspicious.

 

Xiao Mo waved his hand over the mall, and the system was already eagerly planning the use of his huge fortune: “Host, you don’t lack money or resources now. In my opinion, you can just leave the items in the mall for now, you can take them anytime. Why not exchange for cultivation first? That’s a solid benefit!”

 

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

 

His highest cultivation could only reach Divided Spirit. No amount of points could change that limit. He hadn’t forgotten the main task the system told him on his first day here:

 

[Your cultivation won’t exceed Divided Spirit. You will be killed by him at Divided Spirit stage]

 

At that time, Divided Spirit was still far from Xiao Mo, but now with these points, it was within reach.

 

Xiao Mo looked at the points and suddenly said: “You said I would be killed by him at Divided Spirit stage. Is that my Divided Spirit stage, or his?”

 

The system said: “To be precise, it’s Chu Jinglan’s Divided Spirit stage. When Divided Spirit stage arrives, the inner demon tribulation matures. But you can experience the Divided Spirit cultivation level in advance.”

 

Xiao Mo was silent for a moment, then waved his hand to close the panel. Surprisingly, he didn’t touch the points at all, didn’t exchange for items in the mall, nor did he exchange for cultivation.

 

“If that’s the case, I’m not in a hurry,” Xiao Mo said. “Plus, my spiritual sense has been strangely unstable recently. If I rush to raise my cultivation all at once, what if something goes wrong and I go crazy?”

 

He thought for a moment: “In a few days, when I’m feeling better mentally, I’ll first rise to peak Nascent Soul and see how it goes.”

 

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

 

Xiao Mo: “No need.”

 

The system’s voice then quieted down.

 

With no one talking to him, Xiao Mo couldn’t help but start overthinking, thinking about the dream he had in his sea of consciousness, wondering what was going on with Chu Jinglan.

 

He spread his spiritual sense to the courtyard and found that after Chu Jinglan and Yue Ming finished sparring, they left Tianshui Peak together. The huge mansion suddenly became quiet, with only Ball Ball chirping and chatting with the celestial crane from its nest in the tree. The crane was quite aloof and elegant, occasionally responding with a dignified cry.

 

Xiao Mo thought and thought, but couldn’t find anything unusual about Chu Jinglan recently. Although he had Yue Ming find a bunch of novels, it didn’t affect his cultivation at all. There was no neglecting his duties for play. Their interactions were also normal, and those words defending him in front of the sect leader and elders were truly well-spoken.

 

He couldn’t figure it out.

 

Xiao Mo tossed and turned, hugging the pillow and rolling over several times.

 

He lay there with his long legs hanging off the edge of the bed, in the messy bedding he had rolled around in, staring blankly, until Chu Jinglan returned and walked up to him. Only then did Xiao Mo spring up as if electrified.

 

Chu Jinglan looked at the messy bed and Xiao Mo’s appearance, startled: “You—”

 

At the same time, Xiao Mo blurted out: “You…”

 

Hearing each other’s voices, they both closed their mouths simultaneously.

 

Xiao Mo unconsciously clutched at the corner of the blanket: “You go first.”

 

Chu Jinglan shook his head: “You go first.”

 

Xiao Mo actually hadn’t thought about what to say and couldn’t open his mouth. He gripped the blanket tighter, putting on a smile: “I just spoke instinctively when I saw you return. You speak.”

 

Chu Jinglan came closer and sat on the edge of the bed: “What’s wrong?”

 

Xiao Mo usually slept neatly and had never made the bed this messy before.

 

“I hit a bottleneck in cultivation, got frustrated and rolled around on the bed. It’s nothing, I’m about to have a breakthrough,” Xiao Mo turned and started tidying up the pillow that had been pushed to the corner and the wrinkled bedding.

 

Chu Jinglan smoothed out the corners of the blanket, helping to tidy up: “I just went to find the sect’s master craftsman and sent the flute and materials over. However, he asked me to help him in return.”

 

Xiao Mo’s wandering thoughts were slightly pulled back by these words: “What help?”

 

“His disciple needs to go out to find materials. He hopes I can accompany him and look after him a bit. It counts as a disciple task registered at the affairs hall. After completion, we can exchange it for things.”

 

Xiao Mo finished tidying up and sat down obediently on the edge of the bed: “Reasonable. Where are you going, and what are you looking for?”

 

“Butterfly State. It’s said to be near Rainbow Butterfly Town. The exact location will need to be checked after we arrive. We’re looking for 300-year-old butterfly scale stones.”

 

Butterfly scale stones are a rare find. They’re formed when the scale powder shed from the wings of young butterfly spirit beasts, which haven’t yet awakened intelligence, combines with a certain mineral. It takes years to form butterfly scale stones, and they only appear in places with many butterflies.

 

But having many butterflies doesn’t guarantee their presence. After all, scale powder is so light that wind or rain can easily wash it away. 300-year-old butterfly scale stones are harder to find than many thousand or ten-thousand-year-old items.

 

Xiao Mo’s attention was fully drawn back: “Butterfly State is quite far.”

 

The Yingyue Sect was in Smoke State. Looking at the map, they’d need to cross the sea to reach Butterfly State.

 

Chu Jinglan nodded: “The craftsman will provide a flying ship for this trip. It’s said his ship is both fast and stable, able to reach Butterfly State in about five days.”

 

The departure date was tomorrow. Xiao Mo had fully understood and had no objections. He got off the bed and walked to the window to close it, but found Chu Jinglan’s gaze fixed tightly on him.

 

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

 

Xiao Mo’s heart tightened. He had just thought Chu Jinglan was normal recently, but was he about to be proven wrong?

 

At the same time, Xiao Mo heard another prompt: Ding, mental attack successful, +100 points!

 

Xiao Mo: “…”

 

Although the points were already infinite, the point addition prompt could indicate one thing: Chu Jinglan’s emotions had been stirred by him again.

 

But he had just closed a window!

 

Xiao Mo turned back with his scalp tingling, suddenly meeting Chu Jinglan’s gaze. Chu Jinglan paused, not panicking, but naturally shifted his gaze away, as if it had just been a casual glance.

 

Xiao Mo held back, but still couldn’t help asking: “Do you… do you have something on your mind recently?”

 

Chu Jinglan’s hand tightened under his sleeve, but his face remained calm: “…Why do you ask?”

 

An inner demon should easily see into its host’s mind, but Xiao Mo had said he wouldn’t casually read Chu Jinglan’s thoughts.

 

Chu Jinglan trusted him, otherwise, at this moment, Xiao Mo wouldn’t have such a normal attitude towards him.

 

But Chu Jinglan didn’t know that Xiao Mo was actually on tenterhooks.

 

Xiao Mo laughed it off: “Actually, when I saw you having someone bring so many novels, I kind of guessed. Some book lovers, when they have something on their mind, tend to keep it to themselves but suddenly start reading a lot.”

 

He was making this up, but Chu Jinglan’s heart also skipped a beat. He said: “That’s not the case for me. I just… wanted to see if the novels you like are interesting.”

 

Xiao Mo: “Ah, I see.”

 

Chu Jinglan: “Mm.”

 

This conversation was a bit awkward, but oddly enough, with one just realizing his feelings and afraid of being found out, and the other harboring a mess of thoughts, neither of them felt anything was wrong.

 

Chu Jinglan wasn’t prepared to immediately go up to Xiao Mo and speak of love. He thought, now that he knew what he wanted, he should take action towards his set direction, using actions to make Xiao Mo gradually notice the change in their atmosphere, to sense his feelings.

 

Before, it was always Xiao Mo accompanying him through hardships. He wanted to be even better to Xiao Mo. Words and promises were important, but without action, they would be just empty talk, mere pretense.

 

First, take action, then at the most suitable moment, confess his feelings to Xiao Mo.

 

After all, they wouldn’t separate anyway. He had enough time to be good to Xiao Mo, to move him, to make Xiao Mo have the same feelings for him.

 

In fact, compared to this, the Moon Lord’s liking for a demon was quite ordinary. Chu Jinglan was the truly shocking one, actually falling in love with his own inner demon.

 

Looking at Xiao Mo, Chu Jinglan thought, he must never let others know Xiao Mo’s true identity.

 

The powerful cultivators of the Yingyue Sect might tolerate a kind-hearted demon by his side, but they would never allow his inner demon to exist.

 

Chu Jinglan wasn’t one to just talk without action. After realizing his feelings for Xiao Mo, he had already thought about the long-term.

 

Those who can’t pass the inner demon tribulation can never reach Great Perfection stage. No matter, to take revenge on the Chu family, Divided Spirit cultivation was enough.

 

He had initially cultivated desperately to protect important people. Wan Yu was gone, now Xiao Mo was the person in his heart. Choosing Xiao Mo meant he was prepared to never reach the pinnacle of the Dao in this life.

 

This wasn’t giving up. Life has different choices, he was just choosing what was most important to him.

 

After taking revenge, Chu Jinglan would spend time doing more for the Yingyue Sect to repay them for the resources they provided.

 

Over time, when the Yingyue Sect discovered that their exceptionally talented person had reached his limit, only able to stay at Divided Spirit stage, they would surely reduce resource supply. After repaying the Yingyue Sect, to be safe, he could take Xiao Mo and go into seclusion.

 

But these things could all be discussed with Xiao Mo later. They had a long future ahead.

 

He wanted to hold Xiao Mo’s hand a bit, but he held back.

 

Chu Jinglan took out a paper package and placed it in Xiao Mo’s palm: “This is for you.”

 

A fragrance wafted out. Xiao Mo opened it to see it was still spirit food jerky, but a different flavor. Previously it was five-spice, this time it was spicy.

 

“We’re going on a trip, so I prepared a lot of spirit food at the food shop. You can eat it on the way.”

 

Besides various flavors of jerky, there were also pastries, stir-fried and honey-preserved spirit herbs and fruits. Chu Jinglan had specially cleared a space in his storage device for food, and another place for clothes.

 

He had changed to some higher-grade treasure clothes, each one brilliantly beautiful. There were also hairpins and hair ties in the form of magical tools. During the trip, he could watch the time and slowly give these clothes to Xiao Mo to wear, one by one.

 

Previously, it was Xiao Mo who helped him choose clothes. Now he could dress up Xiao Mo too.

 

Chu Jinglan was still learning. He would do everything he could think of for Xiao Mo, big or small. As long as they were together, he had plenty of time and opportunities.

 

Xiao Mo looked at the jerky in his hand. He had to admit, food could indeed comfort the heart. He put a piece in his mouth and chewed slowly, letting the spicy aroma fill his mouth.

 

The spiciness was stimulating and very delicious.

 

Chu Jinglan’s attitude towards him hadn’t changed much, and he didn’t look like he was about to execute him on the spot.

 

Xiao Mo’s heart settled a bit, but doubts still remained.

 

He hoped that neither the dream nor the points were bad omens. He hoped his unease was just overthinking due to his personality… he hoped so.

 

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