Chapter 311 Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, do you miss me? I'm coming to visit you!

After surviving the tribulation, Xiao Mo, who was covered in injuries and had difficulty even walking, was carried back to the Xiao residence by Huang Shan.

Xiao Mo was less than thirty feet away from the courtyard when he saw his mother gazing intently at the road home.

Upon seeing her child return home, Zhou Ruoxi's eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly went over to him.

"Mother."

Xiao Mo called out, feeling a little guilty, as if he had made a mistake and didn't know how to explain it to his mother.

Looking at her child's charred skin, Zhou Ruoxi couldn't help but purse her thin lips.

Xiao Mo could even see that his mother's eyes were slightly red.

In the end, Zhou Ruoxi simply stroked the child's face gently and said softly, "It's good that you're back."

Zhou Ruoxi withdrew her hand, bowed to Huang Shan, and said thank you, "Thank you for bringing Mo'er back, Master Huang. My Mo'er has gone to so much trouble for you."

"It's nothing, and besides, I am his master, so it's normal for me to take some extra care."

Huang Shan said with a smile.

"Madam, there's no need to worry. This boy is tough and will be fine. He has already entered the Foundation Establishment stage."

"Madam only needs to put two drops of the medicine from this small bottle into the basin and wipe Xiao Mo's wound with it daily. He'll recover in a few days."

"Thank you very much, Master Huang."

Zhou Ruoxi nodded slightly, took the medicine bottle, and then quickly turned her back to her son.

After Huang Shan took his leave, Zhou Ruoxi quickly carried Xiao Mo back to the room. Then she asked Cui Cui to bring a basin of water, added a few drops of medicine, stirred it well, and patiently wiped Xiao Mo's charred skin.

"Mother, I..."

Seeing his mother's eyes veiled with a thin layer of tears, Xiao Mo wanted to say something to comfort her.

But Zhou Ruoxi just shook her head.

"Mo'er, you don't need to say anything, Mother knows. Just rest well." Zhou Ruoxi smiled at her child. "Besides, Mo'er is really amazing. He is already a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Mother is proud of Mo'er."

"Mother, are you not angry with me?"

Xiao Mo said nervously.

Just as Master had said, Mother had already guessed that she was going to undergo tribulation.

“Silly child, why would your mother blame you? Although I am just an ordinary woman, I know that the path of cultivation is never smooth sailing. But since it is the path that Mo’er has chosen, I will support you.”

Zhou Ruoxi gently stroked the child's head.

"Alright, alright, Mo'er, don't think too much about it. Get some sleep. Mother is really not angry or blaming you."

"Um."

Xiao Mo nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Mo was already exhausted after his tribulation, and the medicine had a calming effect, so he quickly fell asleep and began to breathe steadily.

The mother, sitting at the head of the bed, looked at her child's peaceful sleeping face. She gently pulled up the blanket, tucked the corner of the blanket around the child, and quietly stayed with him.

"Madam, is the young master asleep?"

Cui Cui entered the room and said softly.

"Hmm." Zhou Ruoxi nodded. "Mo'er just finished her tribulation, she must be tired."

"Young Master is so amazing! I've heard that many people cultivate their whole lives and still can't reach the Foundation Establishment stage, but Young Master has already achieved it at less than nine years old." Cui Cui was genuinely happy for her young master. "Perhaps in the future, Young Master will become the immortal that people talk about."

Hearing the maid's words, Zhou Ruoxi did not respond, but smiled gently: "Cuicui, go and buy two hens. When Mo'er wakes up, I will stew them for him."

"Oh, yes, Madam, I'll go right away." Cui Cui bowed and quickly withdrew.

After Cui Cui left, the room returned to silence.

"An immortal?"

Zhou Ruoxi held the child's small hand, her eyes filled with tenderness.

"Yes, my Mo'er will grow bigger and bigger, become more and more powerful, and may even become an immortal."

Mo'er, don't worry. You just need to keep moving forward, and your mother will always support you.

Mother will be proud of Mo'er and happy for Mo'er.

But, Mo'er, your mother is just a mortal after all. If one day your mother can no longer keep up with you or be with you, please don't blame your mother.

But Mother will always be watching over Mo'er, whether in the mortal world or in heaven.

Three days later, Xiao Mo's charred skin, which had been struck by lightning, completely peeled off, and new flesh grew back.

Compared to before, Xiao Mo, who has "gained a new life" after entering the Foundation Establishment Realm, is now fairer and has a stronger physique.

Xiao Mo felt he had recovered enough, so he went to the training ground to practice martial arts.

"Hey kid, this is for you."

As soon as they arrived at the training ground, Huang Shan tossed a long spear to Xiao Mo.

The spear was nine feet long, twice the height of Xiao Mo.

This spear is no ordinary item; it is a magical artifact.

"Master, what is this?" Xiao Mo asked, gripping the spear.

"This spear is called Windbreaker, and it's a fourth-grade magic weapon. You can use it for now, and I'll get you a better one later," Huang Shan said.

"Thank you, Master."

Xiao Mo gripped the Windbreaker and swung it around a few times, finding it quite easy to handle.

"This is the spear technique of the God-Slaying Spear."

Huang Shan tossed another jade slip to Xiao Mo.

"You can see it by probing in with your divine sense, but you have to learn the spear techniques from me, otherwise one wrong move could lead to all wrong moves, and you might even suffer a qi deviation. Kid, watch carefully!"

Huang Shan casually picked up a long spear from the training ground and practiced it in front of Xiao Mo, not caring that the other Xiao family disciples in the training ground would see it.

Xiao Mo watched very intently.

However, compared to the Heaven-Opening Fist, Xiao Mo could remember 80% of it after watching it once.

Xiao Mo had watched the God-Slaying Spear technique four or five times, but he could only remember two or three tenths of it.

Even if you practice with your master again and again, you'll forget most of it after you've finished practicing.

The others in the training ground were also mesmerized as they watched Xiao Mo wield his spear.

Mingming Mo is only eight years old.

But they saw in their eldest brother the heroic spirit of adults, and their admiration for him grew even stronger.

A day passed, and Xiao Mo didn't stop for a moment, practicing until he was covered in sweat.

"The God-Slaying Spear is incredibly profound and cannot be rushed. With your talent, you will be able to fully master the spear techniques in less than five years, but this is only the first stage."

Kid, you have a long way to go, take it slow.

Seeing the boy's discomfiture, Huang Shan felt a sense of satisfaction for some reason, as if he, as the master, had finally regained some face.

"Yes, Master." Xiao Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and saluted with his gun in his hands.

"Xiao Mo."

Just as Xiao Mo was about to return to the courtyard, a familiar voice of a little girl came from not far away.

Xiao Mo and the other disciples in the training ground all looked in the direction of the sound.

A beautifully sculpted little girl, carrying her long skirt, ran happily over:

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, do you miss me? I'm coming to visit you~"

(End of this chapter)