Chapter 453: Ice Mist
"Little Uncle Master, is there a way to treat it?"
He was the principal's junior apprentice brother.
Following Sheng Yulin in calling him Little Uncle Master was fitting.
Li Meng enjoyed hearing it.
This little girl was much more natural in calling him Little Uncle Master than Sheng Yulin was the first time.
"The Ice Marrow Liquid does enhance your ice element affinity, but it also damages your body. Thus, ice mages who cultivate with Ice Marrow Liquid usually live short lives. Normally, a Tier Nine Level One strong cultivator can live 300 years. But an ice mage using Ice Marrow Liquid can only live up to 200 years. My cheap teacher, despite reaching Tier Nine Level Four strength, only lived 350 years before passing away. That's why. If it were another type of practitioner, they'd live at least 600 years."
Li Meng didn't hide the Ice Spirit Cavern's secrets from Sheng Bing'er.
Even if he didn't tell her, Senior Sister would eventually explain it to the new girls.
It's just that Senior Sister was too lazy.
She had left everything to him.
She ignored the new batch of girls completely.
Sheng Bing'er frowned slightly, lost in thought.
Seeing her lost in thought, Li Meng didn't disturb her.
He pulled out a small dried fish and started nibbling on it.
The rich aroma pulled Sheng Bing'er back to reality.
Following the scent, she looked at the Little Uncle Master munching on his snack.
Only now did she realize where the smell on Sheng Yulin came from.
She stared fixedly at Li Meng.
She wanted some, but felt too shy to ask.
Li Meng noticed her gaze.
Without being stingy, he took out a piece of dried fish and handed it to Sheng Bing'er.
"It's delicious!"
Sheng Bing'er silently accepted it.
She brought it close to her mouth and took a small bite.
The crispy, fragrant texture made her eyes brighten.
What flavor was this?
Just a tiny bite refreshed her entire spirit.
"I'm Sheng Bing'er!"
Sheng Bing'er?
Hm, a beautiful name.
Li Meng turned and sized her up.
How to put it—she would definitely grow up to be the mature, dominant type.
Even at her young age, she was already blooming beautifully.
"I'm Li Meng, your principal's junior apprentice brother, and your Inner Court Ten instructor!"
Their instructor?
Surprise flashed in Sheng Bing'er's eyes.
No wonder they hadn't seen the principal in months since arriving on the island.
Turns out the principal had dumped them onto Little Uncle Master.
But could such a young Little Uncle Master really be their instructor?
"What, you don't think I'm qualified?"
Li Meng gave Sheng Bing'er a side glance.
Faced with his look, Sheng Bing'er wanted to say yes.
But she knew saying that would make him unhappy.
For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
Li Meng stuffed the fish tail into his mouth.
Chewing, he spoke through his full cheeks.
"From now on, you are all my toys. I'll show you how awesome I am."
Toys?
Sheng Bing'er rolled her eyes.
If someone else had said it, she'd be furious.
But coming from a nine-year-old Little Uncle Master, she couldn't get mad.
Instead, she found him cute.
With his puffy cheeks, how could he not be adorable?
Sheng Bing'er couldn't help but smile slightly.
But the smile quickly faded.
"Little Uncle Master, then I'll be waiting!"
Li Meng nodded and waved his hand.
"Just wait. Tomorrow we start official cultivation!"
Tomorrow, huh?
Sheng Bing'er looked at the distant statue.
Now that she knew the Ice Spirit Cavern's secrets.
She wasn't in a hurry to rush back to cultivate.
She even looked forward to tomorrow.
Little Uncle Master was only nine, still a kid.
She was curious how he would "play" with them "toys."
"Little Uncle Master, give me another one!"
The dried fish seemed to be made from Dumb Lake fish.
But how could it taste so good?
It was a flavor beyond words.
One bite and you'd never forget it.
Now she understood why Sheng Yulin always ran here.
Li Meng reluctantly pulled out another dried fish.
"Getting fat won't look good."
As Sheng Bing'er took the fish from him.
Li Meng muttered under his breath.
Though soft, Sheng Bing'er heard him.
Seeing his stingy look.
She had to resist the urge to laugh.
"It's fine, I don't mind!"
Sheng Bing'er squinted her eyes happily while munching.
"Little Uncle Master, how did you meet the principal?"
On the dock, they casually chatted.
"Met in the Monster Beast Forest!"
"Why didn't the principal take you as a disciple?"
Little Uncle Master was so young.
It made sense to take him as a disciple.
"No idea."
Probably because he refused.
Whether disciple or junior brother, Li Meng didn't care.
"Little Uncle Master, what's your profession?"
"Summoner!"
"What tier?"
"Would you believe me if I said Tier Nine?"
"No!"
"Then don't ask. Just know I'm strong!"
"How strong?"
"Strong enough to beat all ten of you with one hand!"
"I don't believe it!"
"Hmph, wait until tomorrow—you'll believe it!"
Though Li Meng didn't plan to flaunt his strength too much.
He also didn't intend to act weak.
Weaklings couldn't lead the Inner Court Ten.
As for his age not matching his strength.
It was an issue, but not a problem.
There were herbs with special effects in this world.
Besides, there was no need to explain.
Let people guess all they wanted.
Looking at the Little Uncle Master beside her, Sheng Bing'er smiled faintly.
She had talked a lot today.
Maybe she used up a whole year's worth of words.
Perhaps it was because Little Uncle Master was just a kid.
So she could chat with him so easily.
"Little Uncle Master, I have to go. See you tomorrow!"
"Oh!"
Li Meng responded lazily.
Sheng Bing'er stood up.
She tilted her head up, feeling the breeze on her face.
Lowering her head, she glanced at the boy.
Then she turned and walked into the island.
Her footsteps faded away.
Her graceful figure soon disappeared into the forest path.
Li Meng packed up his fishing rod and sat there daydreaming.
Only after two hours did he leisurely carry his fish basket and head back.
Meanwhile, back at the Ice Spirit Cavern.
Sheng Bing'er returned.
The space inside the Ice Spirit Cavern wasn't huge.
Aside from the narrow entrance.
Inside was a moderately sized chamber.
There was a pond in the cavern.
Rolling ice mist poured out from it, chilling to the bone.
A half-meter thick layer of ice mist blanketed the ground.
Making the cavern look like a fairyland.
In the pond, graceful snow-white figures could be seen.
They sat cross-legged on submerged steps.
The ice mist submerged most of their bodies, leaving only heads visible.