Yun Qishen

The morning practice session proceeded as usual. After Mo Langqin finished his practice, he sat alone in a corner, pondering what had happened after the seal was broken the previous night.

Mo Li sat down next to Mo Langqin and asked softly, "Did you find what you wanted last night?"

"Brother Mo Li..." Mo Langqin's thoughts were interrupted. He looked up at Mo Li's calm face. He hadn't heard what Mo Li had just said.

Mo Li didn't look at Mo Langqin but stared straight ahead at the Mo family disciples who were practicing. "I've noticed you've been spacing out since this morning. I'm asking you if you've made any progress. Have you solved the problem?"

"It's resolved." Mo Langqin took out the key to the library from his storage ring and handed it to Mo Li. "This is the key to the library."

Mo Li pushed Mo Langqin's hand back, "You can keep it for now, just in case you need it. You can give it to me when Grandpa asks for it."

"Understood." Mo Langqin released her hand, and the key to the library was sucked back into her storage ring.

"How is Yan Cang?" Mo Li asked.

Mo Langqin pursed her lips. "She's fine. She's just resting now. She'll be alright once she wakes up."

"It's okay."

As soon as Mo Li finished speaking, Mo Ruo ran over excitedly from not far away, "Brother Mo Li! Lang Qin!"

This caused Mo Li and Mo Langqin to turn their heads and look at him.

Mo Li's expression remained calm. "Mo Ruo, why are you suddenly so happy?"

Mo Ruo grinned foolishly, "Of course I got some little treasures, come on, one for each of us!"

As he spoke, Mo Ruo took out two pills from his storage ring and placed them in Mo Langqin's and Mo Li's hands respectively.

"What is this?" Mo Langqin raised an eyebrow as she looked at the red bead in her hand.

Mo Ruo stood with his hands on his hips, looking smug, and said, "These are pills that enhance magical power!"

"Pills? Aren't those things only found in immortal cultivation sects? Where did you get them?" Mo Langqin knew very well that such things belonging to immortal cultivators could not possibly appear in the Mo family.

“Naturally, it came from a good place. I’ve already tried it myself, and I guarantee it will be incredibly effective. Mo Li, Lang Qin, you two should give it a try.” Mo Ruo stared at Mo Lang Qin and Mo Li, eagerly anticipating their cooperation.

Mo Langqin only made up her mind to take the pill after Mo Li had taken it first.

Seeing the two of them take the pills, Mo Ruo continued, "Although the increase in strength after taking them won't be too great, taking these pills allows you to enhance your ghost power without any training. Who wouldn't love that? Don't you think so, Brother Mo Li?"

Mo Li did indeed sense a slight increase in his ghost power. He nodded slightly, "Yes, this is indeed a useful method. When I went out to train before, I always found it fascinating to see those cultivators who could fly on swords. These people don't have any ghost power at all, and some of them are just average in talent, but as long as they have the magical artifacts created by these cultivators, they can roam around freely and interestingly."

Mo Ruo clapped her hands with a smile, "Even Brother Mo Li is so eager to try it! How about the three of us have a competition!"

"A competition?" Mo Langqin tilted his head, unable to understand why Mo Ruo was so happy today, nor could he understand Mo Ruo's thoughts.

Mo Ruo further explained, "How about we compare who brings back the most powerful magical artifacts from their training trips?"

Mo Langqin waved his hand and shook his head, "The elders probably won't agree to you bringing back the cultivators' belongings."

"So this is part of the competition. We won't be discovered or have our weapons confiscated. We'll meet at the pond in the backyard on the night of each mission and have a contest. How about it?" Mo Ruo's eyes lit up. He had made up his mind to participate in this competition.

"It's quite interesting indeed." Surprisingly, Mo Li nodded at this moment, which was what surprised Mo Langqin the most.
"Brother Mo Li, are you fooling around with Mo Ruo too? What if the elders find out...?"

"Don't worry, Mo Li is here. Lang Qin, don't worry too much. Or are you afraid that the magical artifacts you collect won't be as good as the ones Mo Li and I have?" Mo Ruo laughed as she patted Mo Lang Qin's back. "Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry! I certainly won't hold back! Hahaha!"

Mo Langqin's back ached from Mo Ruo's slap, so he quickly pushed Mo Ruo away, angrily stopping her, "Hey! Mo Ruo, don't slap my back, it hurts!"

Mo Ruo quickly stopped laughing and withdrew his hand. He then apologized, "Ah... I'm sorry. Lang Qin, are you alright? Is it because you didn't treat the injury you sustained yesterday, or..."

"It's alright..." Mo Langqin's anger quickly subsided after seeing Mo Ruo apologize.

Through Mo Ruo's body, Mo Langqin noticed Mo Ning and Mo Ding, who had just entered the classroom.

"Hmph..." Mo Ning glanced at Mo Langqin and then turned and walked in another direction, with Mo Ding following closely behind.

Mo Langqin stared at Mo Ning and the other person's backs and muttered under her breath, "Those two are acting weird."

Mo Li and Mo Ruo followed Mo Langqin's gaze and looked towards Mo Ning.

"Mo Ning didn't bother you today, did he?" Mo Ruo asked with concern.

Mo Langqin glanced at Mo Ruo and said, "No."

"That's good." Mo Ruo pursed his lips, seemingly calculating something in his mind. Suddenly, he met Mo Li's gaze and immediately felt guilty. "Brother Mo Li, don't look at me like that."

Mo Li didn't say anything, she just sighed.

This made Mo Ruo even more guilty. He tugged at Mo Li's sleeve and asked in a coquettish tone, "Brother Mo Li, why are you sighing? Please stop sighing, Brother Mo Li!"

"You're so much better... oh dear~"

"Brother Mo Li, stop sighing! Say something!"

Mo Langqin watched the two playfully bickering. He could roughly guess what was going on from Mo Ruo's nervous expression, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

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It was afternoon when Yan Cang's eyes twitched slightly, and after a few seconds he slowly opened them.

"..." Yan Cang's vision was still a little blurry. She looked at the faint white shadow by the bed and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Mo Langqin?"

The white figure moved, getting close to Yan Cang. "So, in your eyes, I'm that little guy."

"Ugh..." Yan Cang realized something was wrong and quickly closed his eyes and mouth.

"You don't need to keep your head down and avoid looking at me anymore. Mo Langqin, whom you mentioned, and I are already friends," Bai Ying explained to Yan Cang, but Yan Cang didn't believe her at all.

A while passed and Yan Cang still didn't open his eyes. Bai Ying, arms crossed, couldn't help but comment, "This little girl is really stubborn! She said she wouldn't look at me, and she won't. Her mouth is so tight she's practically not breathing!"

Then, Bai Ying flicked his hand and vanished instantly. "Forget it, I can't explain this to a little girl like you anyway. He'll probably be back soon after you wake up. Let him talk to you then." (End of Chapter)