5169

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Chapter 5169: 5.0921 Without Reservation

"Mo, look here." Qiao Mu suddenly called out to her.

The dull-witted Mo turned her face, her eyes fixed on Qiao Mu. She saw the little stoic in plain clothes, expressionless, extend her right hand with fingers splayed. Clusters of snowflakes in her hand trembled as if sentient, swirling into a white sphere that spun continuously.

The little stoic's eyes moved, and with a flick and turn of her hand, a snowball whoosh-ed into the rockery behind her. In just a split second, the entire rockery boomed and crumbled from the inside out, disintegrating into dust and debris. Fortunately, before she acted, she had already set up defensive barriers around the area. The loud noise was completely isolated and didn't attract anyone else's attention.

Mo's blank eyes suddenly moved, and she instinctively extended both hands, vigorously clapping.

"Did you understand?"

Mo nodded forcefully.

"You try."

Mo floated a few steps forward, extending her right palm in imitation. Instantly, clusters of electric currents drifted back and forth in her palm. However, after a long while, she still couldn't merge them into a spherical shape.

Qiao Mu walked to her side expressionlessly, demonstrated again, and asked coolly, "Did you remember?"

Mo nodded again.

The little monkey standing behind the two couldn't help but cover its face. It didn't know if it was its imagination, but it always felt like its sister was like an idiot... She nodded to everything asked, but when it came to doing it, she was clumsy and unresponsive, achieving nothing.

Qiao Mu patiently repeated the process several times until Mo successfully merged the clusters of electric currents in her hand into a small ball of lightning, which flew out and exploded with considerable power from within.

The little monkey jumped up excitedly, clapping and shouting, "Sister, you succeeded!"

Mo's eyes shone as she looked at the little stoic, nodding repeatedly, and pointed to the small electric ball above her palm.

Qiao Mu, however, merely glanced at her expressionlessly. She gently smoothed away the snowball in her hand, seeing it rapidly stretch and lengthen, transforming into a solidified ice-snow bow. Her right hand condensed a long ice crystal arrowhead. With just one arrow, the ground in front exploded and shattered, as if thousands of arrowheads had simultaneously burst, tearing everything apart.

"Snow Burst Technique, Explosive Arrow."

"Nine Heavens Thunder Sword Art."

"Skill Chapter: Earth and Wood Arts." Qiao Mu, one by one, taught Mo all that she had learned and mastered from the 'Divine Soul Splitting Record: Skill Chapter,' demonstrating and practicing tirelessly until Mo grasped them.

Kong Kong and Guang Guang, each propping up a small chin, sat by the stone table, already a bit dazed from watching.

"Wow. What do you think the female benefactor is doing? Is she trying to... cultivate a second version of herself?"

"Obviously," Guang Guang replied, nodding his bald little head. "I truly pity you weak humans. One fierce woman is already terrifying, and soon there will be two fierce women. How will you get by in your little lives?"

"Do you think... I should chant a 'Heart Cleansing Mantra' for the female benefactor? What will become of such immense malevolence?"

As they spoke, they saw the dull and foolish Mo, wielding a crackling thunder sword, leap swiftly from the sky. Her sword seemed to cleave the firmament, striking heavily upon the ground. Everything in that section of the garden was utterly destroyed, reduced to nothingness as the sword landed.

"Amitabha, all flowers and plants are living beings. Two female benefactors, please stop causing destruction." The little monk puffed out his chubby cheeks, lecturing with great seriousness.