Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

Suddenly there was a cry

"bump"

"Ouch, it hurts so much, brother, how come your ice dragon looks so good but is useless? Humph, I want to complain, you are bullying me."

Mo Zi put his hands on his hips and looked at Mo Yun and said

"Little girl, you are so unreasonable! Didn't you ask me to carry you down? Really, you clearly want to experience the feeling of jumping from a high altitude."

Mo Yun covered his head and said helplessly

"slightly"

Mo Zi didn't want to listen to what Mo Yun said at all, so she stuck out her tongue and ran into the room.

"Depend on"

Mo Yun held his forehead and walked away

……

"Brother, brother, father and mother are calling you to eat."

Mo Zi came to Mo Yun's room and asked him to eat

"Really? Two hours went by so quickly."

Mo Yun ended his meditation time and looked at the moon that had just risen.

At the dinner table, the family sat together, laughter and joy filled the air as we shared the day's fun. However, during this rare reunion, Mo Yun's heart inexplicably stirred.

"Yun'er, what's wrong with you? I think you seem a little unwell. Do you want to go and rest for a while?"

"It's okay, mother, I just feel a little upset."

"Yeah"

Molan's worry as a mother has not diminished.

After dinner, Mo Yun walked out of his room alone, found a quiet spot, and began his meditation. The sect at night was devoid of the day's hustle and bustle, leaving only the natural melody of insects and wind. Mo Yun closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh air, as if it cleansed his mind and cleared his thoughts.

However, just as Mo Yun was immersed in this tranquility, he inadvertently looked up and unexpectedly encountered the bright moon in the sky. The moonlight, like water, quietly sprinkled on his body, bringing a hint of coolness. But this coolness seemed to penetrate his skin and reach deep into his heart, leaving Mo Yun with an inexplicable sense of oppression and unease.

Mo Yun gazed at the bright moon. It was round and bright, yet it seemed to conceal some unknown secret. An indescribable sense of unease welled up in her heart, as if something important was about to happen, yet she had no idea what was happening. This feeling filled her with both fear and helplessness.

Mo Yun tried to calm his inner turmoil through meditation, but the resentment spread like stubborn weeds, spreading unchecked within him. He began to wonder if he was being overly sensitive, overthinking everything. Or was this truly a premonition, a warning from deep within?

Mo Yun stood up and gazed at the distant night sky, his heart filled with doubt and uneasiness. But he knew that no matter what the future held, he must face it bravely, because this was his responsibility and duty as a member of the sect. So, I took a deep breath, burying the frustration and anxiety deep within my heart.

"Some things need to be planned early. There really isn't much time left when they call."

Mo Yun's figure was stretched very long by the moonlight

……

Two and a half days later

Mo Yun came here again

Ever since that day on the beach, when he had used the power of nature as his brush and the world as his canvas, painting breathtaking water paintings, Mo Yun's heart had been filled with unprecedented excitement and satisfaction. His sister A Zi's eyes of wonder and admiration, like glittering stars, illuminated his path forward and made him realize that true power lies not only in the display of skill, but also in a deep understanding of the laws of nature and a harmonious coexistence with them.

On the way home, Mo Yun repeatedly savored every detail of that moment, from the majestic opening of "Clouds Overhanging the World," to the heart-shaking "Water Dragon Roaring to the Sky," to the delicate and gentle "Dragon Roaring in the Azure Waves" and "Water Dragon Cruising," to the magnificent finales of "Dragon Abyss Waterfall" and "Water Dragon Turning the Clouds." Each skill was more than just a manipulation of the elements; it was a tribute to and a recreation of the beauty of nature. Mo Yun realized that behind these skills lay a profound understanding and mastery of the water element, and even more so, an insight into and adaptation to the delicate balance between heaven and earth.

Thus began a new round of training and refinement. No longer content with merely mastering his skills, he dedicated his energy to understanding the laws of nature. He chose to delve into the mountains and forests, listening to the whisper of streams, feeling the roar of waterfalls, observing the shifting clouds, and experiencing the alternation of wind and rain. Each intimate encounter with nature deepened his understanding of the power of water, and made him realize that a truly powerful person should be able to coexist harmoniously with nature, harnessing its power for their own benefit, rather than simply conquering and plundering it.

Through day-after-day practice, he gradually discovered that those once seemingly independent skills were actually inextricably linked. Like water molecules, they functioned independently, but when brought together, they formed an unstoppable force. Thus, Mo Yun began experimenting with fusing and refining these skills, allowing them to transform freely and interact with each other under his will, forming a more complete and powerful skill system.

The process was full of challenges and hardships, but whenever he thought of his sister's expectant eyes and his own infinite yearning for the beauty of nature, he was filled with motivation and determination. I kept failing and kept getting up again, and every attempt brought me closer to my ideal self.

When I stood on that familiar beach again, I could easily summon the surrounding water elements, making them leap and dance at my fingertips, as if they had become a part of Mo Yun's body. He took a deep breath and slowly raised his hands. This time, there was no previous ostentation or showmanship, only awe and respect for nature. As his thoughts surged, the water elements seemed to come alive, interweaving and swirling in the air, eventually converging into a series of brilliant and colorful scrolls, enveloping the entire beach in a dreamy light and shadow.

At that moment, I knew I had reached a new peak.

……

"It seems you've already done it. You're truly amazing. Could you possibly reach a higher level? I hope you don't bury your second life."

A ethereal voice sounded, but no one else could hear it.

……

"Wait, what is this power?"

When Mo Yun once again touched the invisible system's shackles, an unprecedented thrill surged within him, like a dormant dragon about to awaken. At that moment, the world seemed to stop for him. Then, a distant and majestic voice echoed in his ears, penetrating the barriers of time and space, leading Mo Yun to a whole new realm.

As these shackles were released, Mo Yun's body seemed to be filled with a torrent of rhyme power. This power was powerful and pure, surging through his blood and stirring in his soul. At this moment, Mo Yun's eyes became unusually bright, flashing with a dazzling light that was not only a symbol of strength, but also a manifestation of wisdom and determination. Mo Yun seemed to be able to see through the vanity and chaos of the world, purifying all darkness with his unwavering gaze.

Empowered by this power, Mo Yun felt an unprecedented surge of confidence and strength. He knew this wasn't just a sign of personal growth and progress, but also a reflection of his deep love for the Shen Sect. So, at that moment, Mo Yun resolutely proclaimed himself "Ice Emperor," vowing to use his power to protect all the beauty and peace of the Shen Sect.

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(P.S. Being too arrogant is not a good thing! He is too careless about his enemies and his biggest weakness is that he will pay the price for it later.)