NOVEL WEB Chapter 125 20000000 Energy Stones
The night was as dark as ink, swallowing everything in its blackness.
Yet the General's Mansion was brightly lit, as if the long night were perpetual day.
In the bedroom, Mo Jiuyou held his wife, Xiao He, close to him as he spoke intimately with her.
"Xiao He, with the recent political instability, I plan to have you and Yue`er go back to the Sect with Yuan first," Mo Jiuyou said softly.
Ever since he met with Hong Yuan in the morning, and after Hong Yuan had demonstrated his unparalleled potential, Mo Jiuyou had been harboring this thought.
He was not only a leading general in the field but also a True Disciple of the Phoenix Creek Sect, with some understanding of Luck Tao.
Although he lacked the means to perceive someone's fate directly, Mo Jiuyou was utterly certain that Hong Yuan possessed a grand luck, and it was flourishing, on the verge of taking off!
"Yuan?" Xiao He lifted her head, looking at her husband. "Jiuyou, what have you sensed?"
"Mhm, I'm afraid the storm may come sooner than I anticipated," Mo Jiuyou replied.
"But if I leave, your safety will be even less assured," Xiao He said, her brows slightly furrowed. She was a third-rank physician of the Elixir Refining Hall and Mo Jiuyou's solid support.
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After a fierce discussion, Xiao He managed to convince Mo Jiuyou to let her stay by his side to look after him, though he was reluctant.
However, they decided to entrust their daughter to Hong Yuan, asking him to take her back to the Sect and have Elder Lin Daoyan look after her for a while.
The excuse they gave Yue`er was simple: she would be helping her parents by paying respects to Elder Lin Daoyan and winning his favor.
Yue`er was full of fighting spirit, promising to complete the task her parents entrusted to her.
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「Thousands of miles away from Pengcheng, the relentless Shuiyu River flowed on.」
A long, painted pleasure boat drifted on the river. Inside, dozens of Taoist priests in robes were conversing.
They were the True Disciples and practicing Disciples of the Qinglu Taoist Temple.
Each person's cultivation started at the second-rank Martial Artist. The most profound among them was True Disciple Li Zixing.
Li Zixing, a Sword Cultivator from the Li Family, possessed peak fourth-rank Martial Artist cultivation and was one of the seven Sword Sons of the contemporary King's Sword!
His presence was half due to Zhang Baicun abandoning the idea of monopolizing the credit for Pengcheng, and half because Li Ziran was his half-brother. Li Zixing had come to handle the aftermath.
At this moment, although Li Zixing sat in a secondary seat, all the Disciples present regarded him as their leader, overlooking Zhang Baicun, who occupied the main seat.
"Senior Brother Li, do we need to scout ahead?" a pale, beardless disciple asked, and the others turned their gazes toward Li Zixing.
Li Zixing picked up his cup of warm wine and drank heartily, his demeanor quite unrestrained.
He was in no hurry to answer. Instead, like a lion king, he surveyed those around him. The other Qinglu Taoist Temple Disciples quickly avoided his sharp gaze.
Even Zhang Baicun, after their auras clashed, was forced to avoid Li Zixing's piercing presence.
Damn it, I didn't expect Li Zixing and Li Ziran to have such a connection. To think Li Zixing is a Sword Son of the King's Sword! Zhang Baicun lamented inwardly, feeling somewhat troubled.
Dominance within the group had thus been effortlessly seized by Li Zixing.
Li Zixing was born an illegitimate son and lost his mother at a young age. Years ago, he had a fortuitous encounter and immersed himself in arduous cultivation, silently reaching the early third-rank Martial Artist realm.
After emerging from seclusion, he shocked everyone with his prowess, defeating the younger generation of the Li Family, none of whom could stand against him. Subsequently, he earned the recognition of the King's Sword and forcefully compelled his biological father to acknowledge his mother, ensuring her name was entered into the family records.
"Scout ahead? Unnecessary," Li Zixing said softly, then his tone became commanding. "That Mo Jiuyou is merely a mediocre individual. When the time comes, under the grand, overwhelming tide, he will ultimately prove to be a mantis trying to stop a chariot—utterly overestimating his own strength!"
The Disciples all agreed deeply and spoke no more.
Everything now depended on the dust settling from the battle among the Qinglu Taoist Temple's upper echelons. Only then would there be an opportunity for these Disciples to act.
It was merely a matter of letting Mo Jiuyou cling to life for a few more days.
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When Mo Jiuyou saw Hong Yuan arrive, he told him of his desire for Hong Yuan to help take Yue`er away.
"Yuan, a storm is brewing. The war between Nanyang Government and Green Sun Prefecture is expected to turn into a meat grinder, a bloodbath. I want you to take Yue`er back to the Sect," Mo Jiuyou said with a serious expression.
If possible, he would have preferred to have Yue`er leave in half a year aboard the Phoenix Creek Sect's exclusive flying vessel, the Fengwu, as that would be even safer.
However, possessing an extremely keen intuition for war, Mo Jiuyou sensed its potent stench as soon as Hong Yuan was ready to depart.
The battle between our Sect and the Qinglu Taoist Temple will undoubtedly be earth-shattering, a river of blood!
"Huh?!" Hong Yuan was taken aback; he hadn't expected his Senior Brother to entrust him with such a task.
But after a moment's thought, Hong Yuan immediately agreed. "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I will protect Yue`er well."
He agreed for two reasons: first, he simply couldn't refuse his Senior Brother's request; second, he had also grown fond of the lively and adorable little Yue`er.
"Don't be so tense. I'll have Mo Shan accompany you until you return to the Sect," Mo Jiuyou said with a smile. Naturally, he wouldn't entrust everything solely to Hong Yuan; he merely wanted to borrow Hong Yuan's Luck Tao to shelter Yue`er for a while.
"Oh? Mo Shan..." Hong Yuan's eyes lit up instantly, a surge of joy in his heart. A fourth-rank Martial Artist bodyguard! The return journey will be much safer!
"Yes, Mo Shan. I trained him myself; he's completely trustworthy," Mo Jiuyou nodded slightly.
Afterward, Mo Jiuyou explained to Hong Yuan the story they had concocted to persuade Yue`er, and Hong Yuan indicated that he understood and knew how to proceed.
Having made these initial arrangements for Yue`er, Mo Jiuyou took out a giant storage bag from his inner pocket.
"Yuan, this giant storage bag contains about twenty million Energy Stones. Besides the Energy Stones, there are also various Talisman Arrays, medicinal powders, and pills for you to use as you see fit. Of course, you can also use these Energy Stones for purchases. I have only one request: don't let Yue`er suffer any grievances."
Mo Jiuyou pushed the large storage bag into Hong Yuan's arms. His grand gesture left Hong Yuan stunned.
Good heavens, this senior brother of mine has a much bigger appetite than I imagined! Hong Yuan mused, clicking his tongue inwardly in amazement.
Then, under the watchful eyes of Mo Jiuyou and Xiao He, Hong Yuan, carrying Yue`er, along with Mo Shan, quietly departed from the General's Mansion through a secret passage, completely undetected.
Their destination: Nanyang Prefecture!
Watching her disguised daughter, tears seemed to glisten in Xiao He's eyes.
Mo Jiuyou also pressed his lips tightly together, saying nothing.
The figures of the three, now disguised, gradually faded and vanished into the wind.
After a long while, Mo Jiuyou asked his wife, "Xiao He, have all the loose ends been dealt with?"
A harsh glint flashed in Xiao He's eyes as she said in a deep voice, "I've taken care of all those damned 'rats'. It will definitely keep them fooled for at least a month."
Medicine and poison are two sides of the same coin. For her child, she too could become a ruthless woman!
"You've worked hard," Mo Jiuyou said, pulling Xiao He into his embrace and gently stroking her dark, beautiful hair.