There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

He let the warm fruit roll onto Jiang Mo's bed.

Snap, snap. This monkey, though not very big, was sharp-toothed and had sharp claws. In its struggle, it actually tore off a few strands of tough silk.

But that's all there is to it.

The silk threads that were tightening around its neck were not just one or two strands; it was impossible to cut all the threads at once, so its struggles were destined to be futile.

The silkworm thread wrapped around the neck is merely a trailblazer.

Even after it was brought under control, a continuous stream of white silkworm threads spread like a tide, brazenly wrapping around the monkey's limbs and torso. Its struggles grew weaker and weaker until it could only sit and wait for its death.

The gathered silkworm silk wrapped it up completely.

It transformed into a huge silkworm cocoon, hanging above Jiang Mo's roof, and slowly contracted little by little, as if the monkey that was originally bound inside was also shrinking.

A few strands of silk thread circled twice around the fruit beside Jiang Mo.

He looked like a picky eater, grumbling and fiddling with the food on his plate, eventually moving the fruits and vegetables aside with a look of disgust.

However, Jiang Mo was unaware of the little incident that had occurred during the night.

He felt as if he had had a wonderful sleep, and in his dream, the celebration seemed to continue. He watched Yan Lingji dance gracefully around the blazing campfire, and lavishly devour the delicacies laid out before her.

They ate to their heart's content.

Even as Jiang Mo stretched and sat up in bed, he still felt a lingering sense of unfinished business.

"I don't have a headache at all. Is this because the natal Gu is working?"

Last night, Jiang Mo got a little drunk while fooling around with Yan Lingji. He thought he would feel dizzy, thirsty, and nauseous for a while when he woke up this morning. But to his surprise, when he opened his eyes, Jiang Mo felt more energetic than ever before.

This made him marvel, and he felt even more the wonder of the Gu that broke free from its cocoon and transformed into feathers.

Just as Jiang Mo was about to get out of bed, he accidentally bumped into something, causing it to roll down to his feet.

"Didn't we give this fruit to Yan Lingji yesterday?"

Picking it up casually, Jiang Mo realized it was the fruit he had found yesterday in the Hundred Gu Cave along with the Blazing Flame Spirit Serpent, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

This fruit clearly belongs to the fire element in the Five Elements theory, and its effect on Yan Lingji is greater than on him.

Therefore, after escaping from the Hundred Gu Cave, Jiang Mo did not eat it, but deliberately left it for Yan Lingji. He remembered that he had given it to her during the celebration last night.

"Could it be that the girl got drunk and stuffed herself into my arms again?"

"Why are there a few strange hairs stuck to it? Where did that little girl put this fruit?!"

Jiang Mo made a comment, but didn't seem to care.

It's unclear what Yan Lingji is thinking, but whenever she gets drunk and acts crazy, she always likes to stuff all sorts of food into his arms, as if she's afraid that Jiang Mo might accidentally go hungry.

Jiang Mo got used to it.

I was thinking that I would return the fruit to Yan Lingji when we met later.

After glancing around the room and finding nothing unusual, Jiang Mo quickly washed up, munched on some pickled bamboo shoots, and went out.

As dawn broke, the village was already bustling with activity.

People who live by the mountains live off the mountains, and those who live by the water live off the water. In this land of Baiyue, if they don't work hard to support themselves, they need to have the talent of someone like Jiang Mo to cling to powerful figures.

"Ghost, there is a ghost!"

As Jiang Mo was leisurely strolling through the village, a panicked voice suddenly rang in his ears. He looked over in surprise and saw a face that seemed familiar.

His face was painted with wolf-shaped patterns, and there was an old scar on one side of his eye.

Memories that had almost been submerged in his mind resurfaced, allowing Jiang Mo to recognize the person who had come, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

That wolf, hasn't been beaten in years, is he itching for a beating again?

Shouting at me that there's a ghost—what kind of new prank is this?

Such a thought only flashed through Jiang Mo's mind for a moment before he immediately noticed that the other person's lips were trembling and his whole body was shaking. It didn't seem like he was teasing him at all, but that he was really frightened.

This made Jiang Mo feel a bit of amusement.

"I'm so miserable~ I won't let anyone who hurt me get away with it... Ah, I remember now, you were one of them too, you were one of them too..."

He stared wide-eyed, feigning a blank expression.

Jiang Mo imitated the appearance of a vengeful ghost in a horror movie from his memory, taking two steps closer to the wolf, and an invisible aura of malevolence spread out.

"Awooooo~"

The first to be frightened were not the wolves, but the little furballs following at his feet. The puppies scattered in panic, causing their owner to stumble.

However, that's alright.

Because very quickly, the wolf was also scared away in a panic.

"Ha, people say a dog has boundless courage, but how come you're getting more and more timid as you grow up? I haven't even made a move yet, and you're already panicking like this."

Seeing the other party flee in disarray, Jiang Mo clicked his tongue in disappointment.

Little did he know, the wolf genuinely believed he had encountered a ghost. This fellow, eager to test his skills against Jiang Mo again, waited for a long time after leaving the Hundred Gu Cave yesterday, only departing when it was almost dark.

Seeing that Jiang Mo had not come out, they naturally assumed that Jiang Mo had died inside.

I never expected to see Jiang Mo again.

In addition, the little black dogs around him were howling in fear, which reminded the wolf of some legends that black dogs could see through evil spirits, and he was even more terrified.

Forget about determining who is better, they don't even have the courage to stand in front of Jiang Mo.

However, looking at the little black dogs that were still darting around the wolf's paws despite their panic, Jiang Mo seemed to have thought of something, and he stroked his chin and muttered softly:

"Howling Moon Gu? The Wolf King?"

"Heh, that guy is a disgraceful bottom-tier fighter. Not to mention, you've only raised a bunch of puppies. When will you ever reach the level of gathering a crowd to howl at the moon?"

However, while Jiang Mo was criticizing others, someone was silently watching him.

A cold, inhuman gaze.

Chapter 24 The Myriad Gu Threads Technique

Standing by the window, Xiao looked down at the face that he remembered so vividly, and felt as if he had seen a ghost.

Jiang Mo knew better than the wolf what he had experienced in the Hundred Gu Cave.

The witchcraft, which had drained most of his life essence and was forcibly activated, should have plunged Jiang Mo into an inescapable predicament. But instead, it resurfaced like an inescapable nightmare.

It's like a persistent ghost!

If he hadn't received the information from his father, Xiao would probably have been like the wolf earlier, mistakenly believing he'd encountered a ghost in broad daylight.

Although, the current image of the owl is closer to the ghost in the common people's perception.

If Jiang Mo were here, he would probably be very surprised by Xiao's appearance. Yesterday, this guy looked quite decent, but now his skin is covered with a light grayish-blue layer.

It gives people a feeling of being surrounded by yin energy and being menacing.

The eerie aura that didn't resemble that of a living person immediately reminded people of zombies and ghouls, making them instinctively want to stay away.

This is the side effect of the Xuan Yin Corpse Gu.

With such an inhuman and ghostly appearance, not only could Xiao not even think about getting his hands on power in matters of faith, but he also would not gain the slightest advantage in the competition for power in the secular world.

He wasn't the only son of the village chief.

From now on, he will probably only be able to live as a hidden sorcerer in the shadows, like a rat, only able to occasionally peek out to see the bright scenery outside.

Even their names are unknown...

But Xiao had no choice. Given his severe injuries from Jiang Mo's flying knife, if he didn't choose the Xuan Yin Corpse Gu to forcibly stabilize his injuries, he would probably die from excessive blood loss during the process of refining his natal Gu.

Therefore, he had no choice but to ask his friends to help pave the road.

Looking at Jiang Mo, who was leisurely in the village, from afar, Xiao's zombie-like face, which looked like it was necrotic at the tip, had no extra expression, but sharp fangs protruded from between its lips and teeth.

Its length clearly exceeds the range of tiger teeth, making it stand out from the crowd.

"Young Master, the Master has ordered you to go into seclusion and cultivate yourself, to properly comprehend and control your own natal Gu, and not to be bothered by other trivial matters."

But the thoughts surging in his mind had no chance to be put into practice.

A polite yet undeniably firm voice came from behind him. Xiao suddenly turned around and saw his father's personal female attendant standing quietly behind him.

It brought him instructions that he could not accept.

"What? What do you mean? Are you going to lock me up? No, this can't possibly be Father's idea. I'm going to ask him myself..."

Xiao couldn't believe it and made a move to rush out of the room.

But she didn't give him any chance to struggle. The woman with long hair covering half her face moved swiftly and blocked Xiao's path, pressing down on his shoulder.

Cold and stiff, quite similar to the legendary zombies.

If Xiao had possessed this mutated body yesterday, he probably wouldn't have been forced into such a sorry state by Jiang Mo's twin blades during their fight.

But that's not necessarily true.

Whether it's a zombie or a Xuan Yin Corpse Gu, they are both extremely Yin entities. Perhaps Jiang Mo could use the Blazing Spirit Serpent as a flamethrower to burn Xiao to ashes.

However, this zombie-like body could not stop the woman in front of her.

With a slight exertion of her pale green fingernails, she dug them into the owl's flesh. The owl, who should have been immune to most toxins, immediately collapsed to the ground.

Before losing consciousness, all he heard was the woman's cold voice:

“Master has many troubles to deal with lately, young master, you should not add to his burdens. Let’s talk about it after your seclusion ends.”

As for how long Xiao will go into seclusion?

The answer is no deadline yet.

Jiang Mo, who was strolling through the village, stopped slightly and looked around in confusion. He seemed to have just sensed a very malicious gaze.

But before he could pinpoint the source of the gaze, it vanished without a trace.

After some thought, Jiang Mo decided not to be careless and quickened his pace towards where the High Priest was. Regardless of the source of the malice, the other party couldn't possibly act under the High Priest's nose.

Soon, Jiang Mo spotted Yan Lingji holding a book with a pained expression.

The other person seemed to sense Jiang Mo's approaching presence as well. Her previously listless face instantly blossomed into a bright smile, and she jumped up and waved at Jiang Mo.