A few hours later, Shanghai, Yang Family.
The second floor of the villa featured huge glass windows that let in the warm sunlight, gently splashing onto the icy, stunning face of a woman who sighed softly.
"What's the matter, sighing like that?" Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared beside her.
Xia Mengdie turned around and saw a tall, extraordinarily handsome young man appeared behind her, which made her pause in surprise.
Then, her eyes, beautiful like lotus flowers, misted up slightly as she punched the young man softly on the chest and said softly, "Mo, I couldn't reach you by phone these days; you haven't contacted me for so long."
"I'm sorry to have worried you," Lin Mo said, feeling a bit guilty. He had been in New Russia to obliterate the Blood Prison Organization, and although he had carried his phone, he had forgotten to charge it later on, so it had turned off.
Xia Mengdie's eyes reddened, and she leaned weakly against him; despite it only being two short weeks since they had last seen each other, she had missed him terribly.
Lin Mo looked at Xia Mengdie and asked with concern, "Has there been any trouble at Yang Family in these two weeks?"
"Nothing at all, everything is fine," Xia Mengdie replied with a smile.
"That's good."
Lin Mo hugged Xia Mengdie tight, then went to charge his phone.
Shortly after Lin Mo had turned on his phone, a call came through.
It was from Long San.
Lin Mo frowned slightly and then pressed the answer key, only to hear a very sorrowful voice on the other end, "Mr. Lin, your phone finally connected."
"What happened?"
"Mr. Lin, something terrible has happened; something's gone wrong with Die Mo Pharmaceutical in Shu Province."
"What's gone wrong again? Explain the details, what exactly happened?"
"A family in Shu Province who had pledged loyalty to our Die Mo Pharmaceutical colluded with a century-old family in Jiangzhou City and seized our Die Mo Pharmaceutical operations. Moreover, they even attacked many other businesses and families in Shu Province who refused to comply—they either killed them or left them half-dead!"
"Is that so?" Lin Mo's eyes turned cold, emitting a chilling sharpness as if piercing through the void, then he asked indifferently, "What about Lu Haotian and Ma Jianlin?"
"Now, Lord of Heaven has been confined by them, and I've just escaped, so I called you immediately."
"Alright, I understand. I'll return to Shu Province at once! Anyone who dares to lay a finger on Die Mo Pharmaceutical will pay the appropriate price!" Lin Mo's eyes flickered with a cold murderous intent.
Then, Lin Mo summoned Yingzi.
Yingzi arrived at Lin Mo's courtyard, standing respectfully in front of him, and revealed a smile, saying, "Master, long time no see."
Lin Mo nodded and then, with a movement of his palm, conjured several golden flames that burned in the void, forming a golden Fire Lotus.
Then, Lin Mo tossed the Purple Blue Stone into the golden Fire Lotus, continuously uttering complicated and obscure syllables. With each syllable, a tadpole-like rune appeared in the air, resembling the stars in the sky.
"After spitting out a hundred and eight runes," Lin Mo stopped, opened his cold eyes, and released two sharp glimmers.
"Master, what are you doing?" Yingzi asked in surprise, watching this scene unfold, and then personally brewed Lin Mo a cup of tea, handing it to him.
Lin Mo took the teacup from her hand, gently sipped it, and said with a faint smile, "This is a Purple Blue Stone I found in New Russia. It's an excellent material for crafting Spiritual Artifacts and Holy Artifacts. I'm preparing to craft a Flying Sword for you and also teach you a cultivation swordsmanship."
"If you can practice this swordsmanship to its peak, you can decapitate an enemy from a thousand miles away. If your cultivation reaches a very formidable level, and your Divine Sense can cover the Earth, then, at that time, no matter where the enemy hides, once the Flying Sword is unleashed, it won't return to its sheath without drawing blood."
"Is it really that powerful?" Yingzi's pretty face showed a hint of excitement as she pursed her lips and said, "Master, it's all because my cultivation is too weak. Otherwise, the dangers that Madam faced last time wouldn't have escalated to that extent."
"It's alright, don't blame yourself. Considering your age, to have stepped into your current realm already counts as a genius. In the future, you might even follow by my side."
"Mm, if that day really comes! I'll follow Master all my life, to the ends of the Earth, through thick and thin."
Then, Yingzi, with her beautiful eyes wide open, quietly stood aside, watching as the star meteorite, purple and blue in the flames, melted into a stream-like fluid. It continuously intertwined and converged together, slowly forming into a sphere, then gradually solidified into a longsword about two feet long and about two fingers wide.
After a moment, the flames in the void dissipated, and a Nine Heavens Sword, radiating purple and unripe light, floated midair. The two-foot-long handle was engraved with several dozen spell-imbued Divine Patterns and emitted a pleasant clear ring, as if celebrating its own birth.
"So beautiful," Yingzi said, eyes sparkling with excitement.
"From now on, it shall be called the Nine Heavens Sword," Lin Mo added.
"Mm!" Yingzi looked at the Nine Heavens Sword, still very pleased.
Lin Mo then manipulated the spells with one hand, and soon the Nine Heavens Sword emitted a halo of light, immediately transforming into a bell bracelet interwoven with purple and blue that fell into his hand.
"Master, why did it transform like this?" Yingzi asked, eyes wide.
Lin Mo replied indifferently, "If you were to carry a longsword around, the police might easily bother you. This bell bracelet you wear on your wrist will summon the Nine Heavens Sword whenever you think of it in your mind."
Saying this, Lin Mo took a drop of essence blood from Yingzi and infused it into the bell.
Yingzi also felt a connection deep within her, as if she and the bell were one in spirit, allowing her to summon the Nine Heavens Sword with just a thought.
"Thank you... Master!" Yingzi said, her face full of surprise and joy.
"You're welcome," Lin Mo spoke softly, continuing, "The form is a bell, the meaning is the Nine Heavens Sword. It can cut through iron like mud and wrap around your finger as though it were silk. By controlling the sword with your heart, the power of the sword confirms the way, a Thousand Hands, a Thousand Hearts, a Thousand Shadows Sword, one person, one path, one life."
"Mm!" Yingzi nodded vigorously, earnestness written all over her pretty face.
"By the way, Yingzi, come with me to Shu Province!"
"Master, what are we going to do in Shu Province?"
"Kill!"
Then, Lin Mo, with his hands behind his back, his chilly eyes emitting two freezing beams, said, "Whatever century-old families in Jiangzhou dare to provoke me, Lin Mo, they must be annihilated!"
Taking Yingzi with him served the dual purposes of letting her become more proficient in wielding the Nine Heavens Sword and aiding her in enhancing her strength.