My Silly, Sweet Wife

Thud!

Nolan Shu suddenly knelt on the ground, his old eyes filled with tears: "Master Mo, our Nolan Family is on the brink of disaster. I beg you, Master Mo, to show great mercy and save our Nolan Family once. If you could lend us your aid, I, Nolan Shu, would be eternally grateful. Even if it requires exhausting our family’s fortune, I will surely repay your kindness!"

"Uncle, please get up, please get up!" Master Mo hurriedly helped Nolan Shu up: "Let me try first! I’ve heard that I have a senior brother at the Song Family. I’ll go to the Song Family now and seek advice from my senior brother. Hopefully, he may have a way to deal with Zhao Wencheng."

"Master Mo, for your great kindness, Nolan Shu, on behalf of all the members of the Nolan Family, thanks you!" Nolan Shu prostrated himself on the ground and wouldn’t rise for a long time.

Master Mo sighed helplessly, shook his head, and leapt away.

The night was already deep.

Although Master Mo’s cultivation was not weak, the Song Family’s defenses were strict.

He dared not enter rashly; when he arrived outside the Song Family, he took a piece of talisman paper from his chest.

Then, he gently folded the talisman paper twice and threw it into the air.

The talisman paper unexpectedly fluttered its wings like a paper crane and flew into the Song Family.

Soon, a figure appeared in front of Master Mo.

Master Mo looked up, and it was Zuo Qiuyun.

However, at this moment, Zuo Qiuyun did not show much excitement upon seeing Master Mo, and his voice was somewhat indifferent: "Junior Brother Mo, you left the Dragon and Tiger Sect to pursue your life, so why are you using the Sect’s arts to contact me now? Back when you left the Dragon and Tiger Sect, you said you would never contact your fellow disciples again. Now, what explanation do you want to give me?"

Zuo Qiuyun’s face was cold, leaving Master Mo in embarrassment.

Master Mo, whose real name is Mo Qingsong, is younger than Zuo Qiuyun and had great talent in Daoist arts during their time at the Dragon and Tiger Sect.

However, Mo Qingsong did not like the many rules of the Dragon and Tiger Sect and its rigidity. He felt that both his senior brother and master were always admonishing him.

Thus, he decided to leave the Dragon and Tiger Sect and venture into the world on his own.

Back then, Zuo Qiuyun had tried to persuade Mo Qingsong not to act impulsively, but Mo Qingsong wouldn’t listen and was determined to leave, even claiming he would never return to the Dragon and Tiger Sect again or contact its people.

Now, unknowingly, more than twenty years have passed.

Although Mo Qingsong has been a Guest Elder at the Nolan Family for seven or eight years and his life is smooth, for some reason, he often thinks about his days at the Dragon and Tiger Sect during his free time.

Though those days were dull, they seemed more fulfilling than the outside world’s glitz.

"Senior Brother, actually, I knew when you came to Taihe Town. I’ve always wanted to find you, but I couldn’t bring myself to. Now I realize that leaving the Dragon and Tiger Sect was a mistake," Mo Qingsong’s voice choked with emotion: "Senior Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have ignored your advice back then!"

Saying this, Mo Qingsong was about to kneel but was pulled up by Zuo Qiuyun: "What are you doing, crying like this? You’re not a child anymore, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at if someone sees you?"

Seeing Mo Qingsong’s appearance, Zuo Qiuyun softened and couldn’t help but feel his eyes turn red.

Back then, Zuo Qiuyun and Mo Qingsong had a great relationship, eating, sleeping, and cultivating together, almost inseparable.

Zuo Qiuyun even regarded Mo Qingsong as his own kin.

This separation lasted over twenty years.

In fact, when Zuo Qiuyun came to Taihe Town, he also learned that Mo Qingsong was a Guest Elder at the Nolan Family.

But due to pride, Zuo Qiuyun didn’t actively seek out Mo Qingsong and pretended to know nothing.

Today, upon suddenly seeing Mo Qingsong, the thoughts of his youth surged uncontrollably.

Zuo Qiuyun grasped Mo Qingsong’s shoulders: "Qingsong, are you in some kind of trouble? Don’t worry; as long as you’re willing to turn back and acknowledge your mistakes to the senior brothers and masters of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, they will forgive you."

Mo Qingsong choked and said: "Senior Brother, I know, I know, but I don’t have the face to go back. If it weren’t for being compelled by circumstances, I might not have met with you today."

Then, Mo Qingsong intermittently narrated the events.

"What did you say, Zhao Wencheng has practiced the Devouring Blood Scripture?" Upon hearing Mo Qingsong’s narration, Zuo Qiuyun’s pupils contracted.

He knew the evil nature of this Cultivation Technique.

Though it may not seem powerful on the surface, this technique is terrifyingly evil, causing any life it comes into contact with to be drained of blood and flesh, utterly incapable of escape.

Moreover, Zuo Qiuyun also knew that as long as someone practiced the Devouring Blood Scripture, even if only a drop of blood remained, they would not easily die.

"Qingsong, according to you, Zhao Wencheng will make a move on the Song Family tomorrow?" Zuo Qiuyun asked.

Mo Qingsong nodded vigorously: "That’s right, Zhao Wencheng personally said that Zhao Yi would come to marry Miss Song Yanran. I think he wants to swallow up the Song Family as well and control the entire Taihe Town."

Zuo Qiuyun fell silent.

He knew the terror of the Devouring Blood Red.

Even Song Botong and the other members of the Song Family might not be Zhao Wencheng’s opponents.

"Come, follow me!" Realizing the gravity of the situation, Zuo Qiuyun wouldn’t dare to be careless and quickly grabbed Mo Qingsong’s hand, entering the Song Family.

Because Zuo Qiuyun was invited by Song Botong, he held a high position in the Song Family.

Moreover, with the matter of the Spirit Stone mine being resolved, the Song Family held Zuo Qiuyun in even higher regard.