Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

When the Queen Mother of the West saw Lin Mo arrive, she was initially overjoyed, but when she saw the woman behind her, she was slightly taken aback and her face lit up with surprise.

He then stepped forward, looked the Third Holy Mother over for a while, and asked with concern:

"Yang Chan, where have you been all these years?"

The Holy Mother of the Third Princess did not speak, but simply shook off the Queen Mother of the West's hand that was gripping her arm.

The Queen Mother of the West looked at Lin Mo with a puzzled expression.

Lin Mo didn't say anything, but quickly winked at her.

The Queen Mother of the West paused almost imperceptibly, and the clever woman immediately realized that Lin Mo was probably hinting at something.

Lin Mo took a deep breath, his face turned cold, and he said to the Queen Mother of the West, word by word:

"Queen Mother of the West, I've had enough of you."

You've lived for thousands of years, do you really think I'd be interested in an old maid?

Now I have a new love, younger than you, more considerate and gentle. From now on, you go your own way, and we'll part ways amicably.

The Queen Mother of the West swayed as if her bones had been removed, and her eyes welled up with tears.

She vaguely suspected that this was fake, and that Lin Mo had his reasons.

But these words still pricked her heart like needles.

She opened her mouth, but ultimately turned her face away, only managing to squeeze out a low voice:

"Traitorous disciple..."

How could you do this to me?

Lin Mo felt sorry for the Queen Mother of the West, but his expression remained cold.

He stopped looking at her, turned around, grabbed the Third Holy Mother's hand, and pressed her down onto the dining table next to him.

The Third Holy Mother's body stiffened slightly, but she did not resist. She simply turned her head slightly and stared at the Queen Mother of the West's face.

Lin Mo's palm was on her body, and he could clearly feel her trembling.

The cold, soft, and almost imperceptible touch reminded him that although the Holy Mother of the Three Realms was a spirit, her five senses were no different from those of a real person.

The Queen Mother of the West remained standing in the same spot, like a sculpture chilled by the cold wind.

Her fingertips, hanging in her sleeve, trembled slightly. Knowing it was a trap, she still couldn't help but let her eyes redden.

Lin Mo didn't dare to turn around and look at her.

He was afraid that if he turned around, he wouldn't be able to continue the act.

He could only focus all his attention on the matter, and his actions became fierce and heavy, venting all the anger he had suffered at Chang'e's hands.

He told himself that this was just a play, an act for those in the shadows.

After the play is over, he will show Chang'e what it means to invite a god but not to send him away.

After a moment, the Queen Mother of the West finally recovered, clenching her teeth, her eyes still misty with tears:

"Lin Mo, from this day forward, we shall never see each other again!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she vanished from the spot in a flash.

Seeing that the Queen Mother of the West had left, the Third Holy Mother finally turned over, blushing, and nudged Lin Mo:

"Alright, we should go back and report."

"We'll have to wait until I'm finished before we report back."

Lin Mo held her wrist down, showing no sign of stopping.

Several days later, Lin Mo brought the Third Holy Mother back to the underworld.

Inside the Ghost Realm Fortress Imperial Palace, Chang'e still leaned against the white jade throne, propping her forehead with one hand, as if in a daze.

Hearing the noise, she raised her eyes and saw that it was Lin Mo. Without saying a word, she simply waved her hand.

All the scenes of Lin Mo over the past few days flashed before her eyes.

When Chang'e saw the Queen Mother of the West's heartbroken appearance, a morbid satisfaction appeared on her face:

"Queen Mother of the West, you've finally met your match!"

Hmph!

"Lord Ghost Emperor, I have completed all the tasks you entrusted to me."

"Can we take out the Jade Rabbit now?"

Lin Mo clasped his hands in greeting and spoke.

"Can."

Chang'e fiddled with her sleeve and said slowly,

"Go and bring the Queen Mother of the West here. I will personally retrieve the Jade Rabbit from your Purple Palace for you."

Lin Mo nodded.

This time, he did not leave the imperial palace, but instead traveled directly through time.

After these two incidents, he realized that the Jade Rabbit inside his body possessed some kind of surveillance capability, like a dashcam, and that Chang'e was watching his every move.

Leaving the imperial palace and then traveling through time is utterly self-deceptive.

In World One, Lin Mo released his divine sense and quickly found the Queen Mother of the West on a remote island.

She sat alone by the sea, the sea breeze tossing her hair and skirt, making her look like a forgotten stone statue instead of her usual aloofness.

Lin Mo took a step forward and came to her side, sitting down next to her and pulling her into his arms:

"Still sad?"

"Of course I'm heartbroken. You heartless bastard!"

The Queen Mother of the West turned her face away, her voice muffled.

"I had no choice. Chang'e has already agreed to remove the Jade Rabbit from our bodies."

Lin Mo said gently.

"Really? She'd be that kind?"

The Queen Mother of the West turned around, her eyes full of disbelief.

"She said she wanted me to take you there so she could retrieve it herself."

"Alright, let's go meet her then."

The Queen Mother of the West took a deep breath, stood up, and her eyes no longer held the grievances she had just felt, only a cold wariness.

She wanted to see what Chang'e was really up to this time.

Lin Mo led the Queen Mother of the West to the underground palace.

Upon seeing the Queen Mother of the West appear, Chang'e, seated on her jade throne, immediately stood up excitedly. Her chilling aura instantly filled the entire hall, as if countless unseen ghostly hands were surging towards the two of them from all directions.

"It's been a long time, Lord Taiyin."

The Queen Mother of the West spoke without any expression.

"haven't seen you for a long time?"

Chang'e laughed, a laugh filled with extreme coldness and hatred.

"Queen Mother of the West, did you ever imagine that you would end up like this?"

"Lord Taiyin, I only realized later that the fault lay entirely with him regarding your affair with the Jade Emperor."

I also wanted to find an opportunity to clear your name and restore your celestial status.

It's you...

You're in too much of a hurry.

The Three Realms have now been overturned by you, that's enough.

Stop now, A'e!

"Stop?"

Chang'e's smile suddenly turned into a ferocious expression.

Do you know what kind of bullying I've suffered here?

Just because I have no money or power, I have been slandered by you, and now I am crippled!

You think you can just dismiss my grievances with a casual "Stop it, A-E!"?

Thirty million years!

A full thirty million years!

Do you know how I survived these 30 million years?

My body is being devoured by countless ghosts, day and night!

"What an amazing Queen Mother of the West! You are truly remarkable!"

Lin Mo stood aside, not daring to interrupt, but his heart was already churning with turmoil.

There's actually a past romance between Chang'e and the Jade Emperor?

It seems that it was the Queen Mother of the West who cast her into the eighteenth level of hell.

No wonder she hated the Queen Mother of the West so much.

He was secretly enjoying his melon when Chang'e suddenly changed the subject:

"Since you're being reasonable, that makes things easier."

"Go to the eighteenth level of hell for three thousand years and suffer the torment of being devoured by ten thousand ghosts. Then our grudges will be wiped clean."

Lin Mo's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't help but speak up:

"Lord Ghost Emperor, you said before that you would let us go as long as I completed my task!"

"Insolence! You dare question me, the Emperor?"

Chang'e's gaze turned cold, and a powerful pressure crashed down.

Lin Mo felt a weight on his shoulders, and with a thud, he was forced to his knees, his knees embedding themselves in the black jade floor tiles, creating fine cracks.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother of the West closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, her expression was resolute:

"Okay, I promise you."

But you must release him. This has nothing to do with him.