Mo Jinghao entered the room and looked at Mo Yunzhao, who was sitting on the bed.

In the warm yellow candlelight, her chin was slightly raised, her smooth lines and exquisite face making her look so noble that one dared not look directly at her.

Mo Jinghao quickly looked away. "Yun Zhao, did you call me here because you have something to tell me?"

Mo Yunzhao turned his head and said, "Tell Second Uncle what's on your mind."

Mo Jinghao looked up and met Mo Yunzhao's eyes, which were like black pearls. Even though he couldn't see them, he felt her cold gaze falling on him.

This gave him the creeps.

It made him afraid to look her in the eye again.

Mo Yunzhao gently tucked the corner of the blanket. "I have no spiritual power now, and I will never be able to cultivate spiritual power again in this life. Grandpa has not returned yet, so it is time to change the city lord of Moyang City."

Mo Jinghao looked up sharply, his face full of joy, but he said insincerely, "Yun Zhao is the city lord. Regardless of whether you have spiritual power or not, I will assist you. There's no need..."

Mo Yunzhao raised his hand to interrupt him, "Second Uncle, there's no need to say more. I already have someone in mind."

Mo Yunzhao: "Send someone to inform the three major families and clansmen that the new city lord will be discussed at the ancestral hall the day after tomorrow. My choice is my elder sister."

Mo Jinghao's joy turned cold. "Yun Zhao..."

He saw Mo Yunzhao wave his hand dismissively, a dark glint flashing in his eyes. He replied with a "Yes," and then withdrew.

Mo Yunlan pushed the door open and came in. "Mo Yunzhao, what did you say to your second uncle? His face was as sour as if he was constipated."

Mo Yunzhao smiled faintly: "How could he possibly be pleasant to be ordered around by a blind and useless young female city lord?"

Mo Yunlan frowned as she looked at her. Wasn't she the one she trusted and relied on the most, the one who couldn't stand anyone saying bad things about her second uncle's family?

"Sister, can you help me find someone to do something?"

Mo Yunlan saw her beckoning, leaned closer to listen to her words, and her expression changed slightly. "Okay."

That night, the doors of the three major families and the Mo family clan were knocked on, and each of them received a message.

The day after tomorrow, Mo Yunzhao will hold a meeting at the ancestral hall to discuss the succession to the position of city lord.

However, the person mentioned is still unknown.

But everyone was certain that this was meant to be passed on to Mo Jinghao.

These words quickly reached the various masters in Ning'an City.

The next day, Mo Yunlan, accompanied by her personal maid Yinghong, entered Ning'an City to seek Ling Yongqing's top-grade repair pills.

The three major families and clansmen all sent people to inquire about Mo Yunzhao's whereabouts, but she refused to see them.

At this moment, Mo Yunzhao was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, absorbing the demonic energy existing in the world based on his memories from his previous life.

In her previous life, although Mo Yunlan repaired her dantian, she was ultimately crippled by Ling Yongnian and Mo Bilian.

Unable to be repaired and unable to cultivate spiritual power, she was taught by a mysterious person to absorb demonic energy and cultivate demonic power.

Only then can one person single-handedly destroy a city in one fell swoop.

Demons and spirits cannot be cultivated at the same time.

But the devil is superior to the spirit.

"Everyone says I'm bloodthirsty as a demon, but Ah Zhao, have I ever harmed you in the slightest?"

"Ah Zhao, I'm not afraid of you killing me, I'm only afraid of who will protect you after I die?"

"It's so good to be able to die at A-Zhao's hands, and to be able to hug you before I die."

"A Zhao..."

Mo Yunzhao suddenly opened his eyes, breathing heavily like a fish out of water.

The voice that was clear just now is now blurry and I can't remember it.

Only that last, heart-wrenching cry remained, causing a dull, aching pain in her chest.

Who is calling her name?