As he looked at the drawing board he had personally created, Su Ming lifted his right hand and gently stroked it. The drawing board was flat and did not feel rough when he touched it.
"From now on, you will accompany me to understand the creation of the world …" Su Ming mumbled and slowly closed his eyes.
At that moment, the sky outside had already darkened completely. Cold wind moaned as it blew past them. That wind blew on the ninth summit and swept past the platform outside Su Ming's cave abode. Some of it entered his cave abode and occasionally lifted Su Ming's long hair.
Su Ming closed his eyes. He did not try to understand the world, neither did he immerse himself in his training. His mind was blank, but in that blank space, a woman's figure slowly appeared.
That woman had a sweet smile on her face. Her eyes sparkled, causing all those who saw her to be attracted by her beauty. As her figure became clearer, a wild beauty could be sensed from her.
It was as if she was a flower that was not bound and was freely blooming in the forest. She let out a natural fragrance that was incredibly attractive.
She was dressed in white, and as she smiled, she looked as if she was looking at Su Ming.
"Bai Ling … Bai Su …" Su Ming mumbled. With his eyes closed, he lifted his right hand and started drawing on the white wooden drawing board he had just made with his finger as a brush.
With each stroke, an illusionary line would appear on the drawing board. To others, that illusionary line would appear empty and could not be seen. It was as if there were no lines on it. Since he did not have a brush and could only touch it with his finger, he would not be able to leave behind any marks.
However, Su Ming was the only one who could see what he was drawing because of his mind's guidance. Perhaps more accurately speaking, he was drawing an image of his mind. He was drawing his feelings and his presence. It was only natural that he would not be able to see it with the naked eye.
Time trickled by. The cold wind howled even louder in the middle of the night. The cave abode was silent. Only the sound of Su Ming's finger continuously touching the drawing board could be heard. Yet in the wind, the sound was incredibly faint and could not be heard.
When the night passed and the sun gradually appeared at the end of the sky, Su Ming's right hand paused on the drawing board and he opened his eyes.
He looked at the drawing board. To anyone else, the drawing board was no different from the previous night. It was completely blank. Yet in Su Ming's eyes, a woman's figure appeared on the drawing board.
The woman was dressed in white and had a sweet smile on her face. She looked very lifelike, but she had no eyes.
Su Ming remained silent for a moment before he lifted his right hand abruptly and drew a few lines at the empty spots where the woman's eyes should have been. In his eyes, the woman on the drawing board immediately gained eyes, and there was a light that could captivate people's souls shining within them. However, there was a wave of disgust within that light, causing her entire presence to change, as if she was questioning Su Ming.
"She is Bai Su." Su Ming mumbled softly to himself. There was a calm look in his eyes, and he looked at the woman on the drawing board for a long while before he flicked the drawing board with his right hand.
Immediately, the drawing board began to shake fiercely, and a thin layer of powder shattered and bounced off its surface, as if a layer of muslin had been lifted, and the muslin that was lifted was the drawing of a white figure.
As the powder was lifted like muslin by Su Ming with a flick of his finger, the cold wind blew in from outside the cave abode, sweeping up the powder and blowing past the edges of Su Ming's body, causing it to dissipate.
Once it disappeared, the drawing board turned blank once again before Su Ming's eyes. Not a single trace of the woman could be found on it.
It was just like his heart. As he drew peacefully for the night, the slight shock that was caused by the woman's appearance disappeared without a trace, unable to fuse into his heart.
At that moment, it was already bright outside. Sunlight shone in through the entrance of the cave abode, and it was as if light was devouring darkness. It stopped three feet away from Su Ming. He could see the circular reflection of Sunlight City three feet away from him, but the spot where he sat was still in darkness.
In silence, Su Ming put down the drawing board. A glint appeared in his eyes, and he brought out Han Mountain Bell. The moment the bell appeared, banging sounds immediately came from within. Clearly, the insect that looked like a stick was still struggling to break out.
Su Ming looked at the bell, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes. During his fight against Si Ma Xin, he had gained a slight understanding towards the power of the world contained in that sword slash. Besides that, he had also gained something from this insect within Han Mountain Bell.
To him, this creature looked like a strange insect, but Si Ma Xin had once said that it was a snake. Su Ming did not have time to think about this at that time. As he calmed himself down, he lifted his right hand and flicked the shrunken Han Mountain Bell before him.
The moment he flicked the bell, bell chimes reverberated in the air. However, the bell chimes did not spread outwards. Instead, they reverberated within the bell for a long time. Faint, shrill cries could be heard coming from within the bell. As the bell chimes trembled, the insect's struggles quickly weakened, but it would still occasionally crash into the bell.
Su Ming waited for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. When the insect stopped struggling against the bell, only incredibly weak cries could be heard faintly. Su Ming pointed at Han Mountain Bell with his right hand, and immediately, the bell gradually grew larger. Once it was ten feet tall, a glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes, and he made a strange pose with his right hand in a rather jerky manner.
This was a method to control the bell that had naturally appeared in his head once he took it as his possession. Once he made that strange pose, Su Ming pushed forward with his right hand.
Immediately, Han Mountain Bell shuddered, and gradually, ripples appeared on its surface. Then, right before Su Ming's eyes, the bell became transparent, allowing him to clearly see the insect snake that looked like a small rod in the place sealed within the bell. At that moment, its body was curled up like an arrow that had its bowstring drawn. It looked as if it was about to release a shocking power at any moment.
There were no signs of it being heavily injured. The eyes on its head shone with a ghastly, chilling glare, as if it was waiting for a chance.
But that was not all. Su Ming saw with his own eyes that the insect was clearly full of energy and was ready to attack, but when it opened its mouth, under its murderous gaze, an incredibly weak wail came from its mouth.
'What a smart insect!' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. The insect's intelligence made a cold sneer appear on his lips. He immediately flicked the bell a few times with his right hand, causing booming sounds to reverberate within the bell, turning into a large amount of sound waves that spread outwards. The insect's expression immediately twisted, but it withstood it. As it continued wailing rhythmically, it eventually stopped making any sound. If anyone judged whether it was dead or alive based on its sounds, then there was a high possibility that it would be thought to be on the verge of death.
However, Su Ming could clearly see that even though the insect was trembling slightly, its body was still bent, ready to attack. The brutal and bloodthirsty glare in its eyes did not diminish, but instead became even stronger due to the pain it was in.
This scene made Su Ming's expression change.
"How did Si Ma Xin subdue this thing?!" he mumbled. By the looks of this creature's ferocious nature, it was clear that it was incredibly difficult to subdue it.
"I'd like to see the limits of this insect!" Su Ming's gaze was cold. He lifted his right hand, but he did not flick his finger. Instead, he slammed his palm against Han Mountain Bell.
The instant his palm landed, the booming sounds within the bell immediately reached their peak. That violent sound might have sounded weak outside the bell, but within the bell, it was like a raging storm that turned into a crazed impact.
The insect immediately started trembling viciously. As if its bent body could no longer withstand the impact, it gradually slowed down, and eventually, it completely uncurled and let out a shrill howl.
As it howled, cracks appeared on its body, and a milky white liquid flowed out like blood. Its face immediately became dispirited and its spread wings drooped downwards. However, the brutality in its eyes did not diminish. Instead, it became so strong that it looked as if it had gone mad.
The brutality in its eyes became even stronger. It was as if if it had a chance to escape from this place, then the person who brought it such pain would be the one to suffer from its crazed vengeance.
Su Ming remained calm. Once he lifted his right hand, he slammed his palm against Han Mountain Bell once again. Instantly, the booming sounds within the bell rose to a new height. As the bell chimes rang, the insect's wings were immediately torn apart and shattered into two pieces. Its body trembled as if it was about to collapse. A large amount of white blood flowed out from its body, and it fell to the ground like soft mud. There was not an ounce of strength left in its body, as if its life had come to an end.
However, Su Ming could not see submission in its eyes, neither could he see despair. All he could see was the murderous flame that surged into the sky. It was as if that flame would not extinguish until the insect died!
Su Ming lifted his right hand for the third time. He knew that if he placed his hand on the bell this time, the insect would immediately die! After all, the insect's forte lay in its speed and its penetrative power that shocked even Su Ming, not its ability to protect itself.
After a moment of silence, Su Ming gradually lowered his right hand and looked at the insect in Han Mountain Bell. Not only did he see brutality and tenacity in the insect's eyes, he also saw the insect's loyalty towards its previous master, Si Ma Xin.
He could see the loyalty hidden beneath the brutality in the insect's eyes because he had once seen the same look in the eyes of the fire monkey, Xiao Hong, when he was in Dark Mountain.
'Xiao Hong …' Su Ming could not help but remember it.
Su Ming closed his eyes. After a long while, he opened them slowly, and his eyes became calm once again. He looked at Han Mountain Bell and suddenly sent a few words into it.
"You have such intelligence, so you must be able to understand my words … Since you're so loyal to Si Ma Xin, then why don't we do an experiment?
Let's see just how important you are to Si Ma Xin! "Su Ming said slowly.
The insect had clearly heard Su Ming's words and lifted its head swiftly, but it could not see Su Ming. It could only see the endless haziness around it.
"I'm very curious. What will Si Ma Xin do to you? What will he choose..?" Su Ming asked flatly. He suddenly lifted his right hand and tapped the center of his brows.
At the same time, a large amount of stone coins flew out on their own from Su Ming's storage bag and floated in midair. Once they surrounded Su Ming, the power of the Brand of his divine sense erupted forth from his body! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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