The Ballad of Youth: Inheriting Daoji, Li Hanyi, the Escapee from Marriage

Lei Wujie was the most straightforward. His eyes were red, and he was the first to suggest that if Wuxin didn't want to go back, he would do his best to keep him there, even if it cost him his life. Xiao Se, on the other hand, was much calmer and said that Lei Wujie was right. If Wuxin really didn't want to leave, he would find a way to do so.

"Haha, I know you have a way, and I can also feel your seriousness, Lei Wujie."

"But didn't Master Daoji also say along the way that I was just going home to take care of some things?"

"Even if it's all taken care of, it's not like you can't come back, right, Senior Gun Immortal?"

After hearing Wuxin's words, Sikong Changfeng pondered for a moment before finally nodding and speaking.

"If you are visiting friends in Beili under the guise of Wuxin, then I personally welcome your arrival."

"Of course, that is, provided that the other side of Tianwaitian also agrees to your arrival."

"I don't want you to arrive with a string of people following you to take you back."

"When that time comes, I fear there will be another period of turmoil as I leave the Jianghu in the north!"

Hearing what Sikong Changfeng said, Wuxin couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

After all, Tianwaitian is in dire need of rebuilding. If I were to wait until I had finished dealing with everything and until the elders agreed to let me return, who knows how many years that would take?

Unwittingly, Xiao Se also realized this.

However, just as they were frowning, a voice that broke the somber atmosphere suddenly reached their ears.

"Oh dear! Why do you all look so serious? It's not like we're really not coming back, is it?"

“Little monk Wuxin, if you believe me, you should go home. If you are not allowed to come back, then…”

"I, the monk, will go and talk to them. I believe they will give me that face, right, Lao Mo?"

The last sentence was spoken by Li Xiuyuan to Mo Qixuan, the white-haired immortal who had just landed and was standing on the stone pier behind Sikong Changfeng!

"Haha, Master Daoji is right."

"If he really comes to Tianwaitian to find you, of course we will, and we have no choice but to, give him that face!"

Mo Qixuan responded to Li Xiuyuan's words with a hint of joy.

He probably didn't know the shock his seemingly "truthful" remarks had on Sikong Changfeng!

The phrase "We have to give them face" isn't something a powerful force like Tianwaitian can easily utter!

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Chapter 64 The dust has settled, target: Snowmoon City!

"Even Tianwaitian had to give him face... Did these words really come from Mo Qixuan's mouth?"

"As far as I know, Mo Qixuan doesn't seem to be the kind of person who flatters and does superficial work."

"His meticulousness in protecting his reputation is no less than mine!"

"I hope it's not what I think, but rather that all of this was just something the two of them planned together..."

Upon hearing what Mo Qixuan said after his appearance, Sikong Changfeng frowned, his mind racing with a series of speculations.

Of course, he didn't reveal these emotions, nor did he delve deeper into the matter after thinking about it.

Because that's completely pointless!

Besides, given the current state of Tianwaitian, which is in a period of transition, if the other side and Xueyue City weren't on opposing sides...

Just considering Snow Moon City itself, and its great city lord Baili Dongjun, it's no wonder they've adopted such an attitude!

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"Oh dear! Old Mo... no, Benefactor Mo, your words make this monk so embarrassed!"

"Monk, I was just joking. I don't have that much influence. You're really exaggerating!"

"I was just thinking that one day I'd go to Tianwaitian and mooch a drink from you."

"We're just bringing Xiao Wuxin back to play and see some friends because of our brotherly relationship."

"What, looking at your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you're not trying to renege on my drinking bill and pretend our bet never happened, are you?"

Since Sikong Changfeng did not reveal his true thoughts, no one paid special attention to him at this time.

After the white-haired immortal arrived, they had already focused their attention on this stranger and were on high alert.

That is, now, because Daoji has struck up a conversation with the other party, Wuxin has also said that the person who came is his uncle, and that he has come to pick him up.

That's why they were no longer vigilant or on guard.

"Haha, of course I remember, and I would never deny it!"

"A few bottles of fine wine are nothing compared to the friendship between you and Master Daoji."

"As for the face I mentioned earlier, isn't it just because we have a good relationship and I owe you something that I have no choice but to give it to you?"

Mo Qixuan seemed to realize that what he had just said was somewhat inappropriate.

However, he was a man of many years with experience, and with just a few words, he greatly enhanced the plausibility of that statement.

"Oh dear, back in the days at Beauty Manor, I scoffed at Master Daoji's fortune-telling."

"But now... I have no choice but to obediently prepare fine wine and await your arrival, hahaha."

Mo Qixuan laughed and leaped down from the stone pier. He first exchanged a few more words with Li Xiuyuan, and then walked up to Wuxin, looking at him with a slightly dazed expression.

"It's so similar, it's uncanny!"

Mo Qixuan murmured to himself, seemingly lost in memories. If Wuxin hadn't interrupted him, who knows how long this guy would have stared like that...

"Uncle Mo, although I know we haven't seen each other for twelve years, I still feel embarrassed being stared at by you for so long."

Upon hearing this, Mo Qixuan looked up and saw Wuxin with his hands clasped together and a smile on his face. He couldn't help but laugh and scold him.

"You still consider me your uncle? I arrived a while ago, and I even heard that you only agreed to go back because of your friends?"

"I was thinking, if your friends tried to persuade you to stay, would you abandon your family?"

Even without paying attention, one could tell that this wasn't something Mo Qixuan said in a serious tone.

After all, the other party was his father's most capable assistant, and he was his nephew, not a tool to stabilize Tianwaitian.

Who would come up with a topic like this, where a child has to choose between "home" and "friends"? Unless it's some 21st-century Earth where parents have been brainwashed by experts, who would come up with something like this?

Wu Xin knew very well that Mo Qixuan was only slightly resentful, so his response was not rebellious, but rather balanced both sides.

"Hehe, Uncle Mo is joking. They are my friends, but Tianwaitian is also my home."

"At most, I'll just hang out with my friends outside for a while, but I'll always come home eventually, right?"

Mo Qixuan's resentment lessened considerably after hearing the unintentional remark. He took a deep breath and spoke again.

"Then I wonder if my sect leader has had enough fun now? Is he/she ready to come home with me?"

Upon hearing Mo Qixuan's words, Wuxin's body trembled slightly.

To be honest, although he is different from the original work, he no longer lingers at Hanshui Temple and is no longer obsessed with Master Wangyou.

But his feelings for Daoji, Lei Wujie, Xiao Se and others are still there, and he still misses them!

They had only just officially become close friends, and before they could even experience the carefree days and joyful celebrations that people their age should have had, they were already parting ways.

He... was indeed a little reluctant to part with it!

Without thinking this, she turned away.

When he saw that Lei Wujie, that little blockhead, was clearly the most reluctant to part with her, but still nodded in acknowledgment, he felt that he had made his choice.

"Of course, Uncle Mo, it's time to go home."

"But I want to make it clear in advance that I will come back after some necessary matters are resolved."

"You can't stop me, and you can't send anyone to follow me!"

With a smile, Wuxin stated his conditions.

"Young Sect Master, we have to be responsible for your safety!"

Mo Qixuan was taken aback upon hearing this and quickly offered some advice.

"Hehe, Uncle Mo doesn't need to worry about that. I have a treasure given to me by Master Daoji."

"As long as the treasure is activated... I will be able to use the moves that Master Daoji used when he fought."

"And he himself will sense my presence and know that I am in danger... So, can you rest assured?"

As he spoke, Wuxin took out the Buddhist prayer beads he had been holding, and the confident expression on his face did not seem fake.

However, he actually had no idea what the prayer beads were for; he simply considered them a memento left to him by the old monk.

He only heard Lei Wujie mention Daoji's battle with the other party casually; he knew nothing about the specifics, including the outcome.

As for why he said that...

Nothing more than using someone else's name to intimidate others and spread rumors!

"What? This little thing can actually..."

As expected, Mo Qixuan's pupils shrank immediately after hearing Wuxin's words, and he was extremely shocked.

Although Wuxin didn't say it outright, perhaps Li Xiuyuan's Vajra Dharma Form had left a deep impression on him back then!

He was so stunned that he stopped thinking about the possibility that Wuxin might be lying to him!

"Alright, since you have a treasure protecting you, I'll tentatively agree to your conditions, but you also have to agree to mine."

"You can't sneak back by yourself, understand?"

Seeing that Mo Qixuan had agreed to his conditions, Wuxin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he was also thinking to himself, "Wasn't Master Daoji the one who won that battle? And it was very likely a crushing victory?"

Otherwise, why would his Uncle Mo have agreed so easily?

"In that case, let's go."

Mo Qixuan spoke to Wuxin in this way, and Wuxin was not as helpless or sad as in the original work. There was a little sadness, but not much.

He first said goodbye to his friends present, and then solemnly thanked Li Xiuyuan for his help along the way.

Finally... he and the White-Haired Immortal took to the air and headed towards their home, the Outer Heaven.