Mo Yunzhao ate chilled grapes, smiling with pursed lips.

Looking at the table full of fish eyes of varying sizes, Mo Yunlan was a little disgusted and said to Fu Liu, "Take these and stir-fry them later, then have Da Peng send them back to him."

"Alright." Fu Liu looked down at the roc rolling its eyes and glared at it threateningly.

The roc obediently folded its wings, enduring the dried fish.

Mo Yunlan glanced at the bunch of fish eyes and said to Mo Yunzhao, "Ah Zhao, I found out that there is a small temple in Yuncheng, but the old bald monk inside is quite famous."

"Old bald monk?" Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow.

Big White shook its long fur and shrank into the corner; this was almost its name.

"He is a master, but he wears a kasaya and looks quite mystical. If you have any questions, you can go over there and ask him."

Mo Yunzhao nodded: "Then I will leave tomorrow. I will leave Moyang City to my elder sister for the next few days."

Fu Liu actually took the handful of fish eyes from the table, stir-fried them, and put them back in her purse.

Mo Yunzhao wanted to give something as a gift, but after thinking it over, he couldn't decide what to give, so he put the jade bowl back.

Before leaving, Dapeng pecked at Dabai's long feathers again, making Dabai want to cry.

This ancient ferocious beast has the lowest status in the family!

Medicine God Valley.

The misty clouds made it look like a fairyland.

Ling Jingyu's carriage stopped in front of the valley, and the clouds and mist automatically parted to make way for him.

Disciples dressed in bamboo green robes came out one after another, bowing and greeting: "Welcome Your Highness the Crown Prince and Your Highness the Crown Princess."

Nie You: "Lord Mo of the city didn't come, and she hasn't become the Crown Princess yet."

The disciples all raised their heads and peered into the carriage, then waved their hands, "Your Highness, please return."

After saying that, he withdrew, and the clouds that had been bypassed immediately gathered together again.

Outsiders cannot see the path into the valley at all.

Nie You: "..."

Without bringing back Lord Mo, are we not even qualified to enter the valley?

"Let's go." Ling Jingyu said coldly, telling Nie You to turn around and leave.

Nie You turned his car around without hesitation or any intention of forcing his way through.

After traveling three meters, a white shadow flashed by and landed in front of the carriage.

His hair and beard were all gray, and he wore a white robe. When he turned around, he exuded an air of otherworldly grace.

"Your disciple, you can't even bring back a wife, how dare you come back?"

Ling Jingyu sat firmly in the carriage, saying, "So, disciple, I'll be going now."

"You..." The Medicine God choked with anger, "You're already here, why are you leaving? Don't you want to die?"

Once inside the valley, there were many small bamboo houses everywhere, all exactly the same, making it impossible to distinguish them, except for their arrangement, which was somewhat strange.

The Medicine God looked at Ling Jingyu, who was sitting opposite him, quietly drinking tea. Ling Jingyu's face was pale and his breathing was weak. The Medicine God rolled his eyes and said, "He really is a reckless person."

Long Ye stood to the side, staring wide-eyed at the Medicine God.

The Medicine God stared at Long Ye, raising an eyebrow. "Oh, you haven't even brought your wife back yet, but you've already brought a kid?"

Ling Jingyu smirked, "Ah Zhao is only fifteen."

The Medicine God slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "That's right, Fifteen can't give birth to a baby that big yet."

He didn't say much, took Ling Jingyu's pulse, and then rolled his eyes, "Stop messing around, or you'll die before you even get a wife."

"No." Ling Jingyu looked up and smiled at the God of Medicine. "If I die, who will protect her?"

The Medicine God stroked his white beard, his movements exuding an air of otherworldly grace, but the way he rolled his eyes...

"grumble."

The roc landed in front of Ling Jingyu.

Ling Jingyu looked at the purse and raised a brow with delight. “Ah Zhao returns the gift.”