Inside the Xixiang Palace, Mo Yunlan, who had been hanging for several hours, was dizzy and couldn't take it anymore. However, Mo Wuyu sealed his mouth, so he couldn't even admit his mistakes or beg for mercy.
Until Ruoruo asked Mo Wuyu curiously, "Why does Ming Mengyao call herself Second Sister-in-law?"
Mo Wuyu, unaware of the details, removed the gagging seal from Mo Yunlan: "Mo Yunlan, tell me yourself."
Having been given the chance to beg for mercy, Mo Yunlan immediately told Ruoruo the whole story in detail.
"It was just at the celebration of Father's return from his tribulation that I exchanged a few polite words with God Mingye, and casually complimented her on her looks. From then on, she believed that I liked her and had feelings for her..."
Even Mo Yunlan felt wronged by this incident; it was just a polite remark, but who knew Ming Mengyao would take it seriously.
He politely declined several times, and even used Ji Baizhi as an example to persuade Ming Mengyao. However, Ming Mengyao thought that he was worried about her marriage agreement with Ji Baizhi, so she kept pestering Mo Yunlan.
Unfortunately, her father was the God Mingye, the current God of War in the Immortal Realm, so Mo Yunlan had to give her some face and ended up almost completely avoiding Ming Mengyao.
Who knew that Ming Mengyao not only lacked self-awareness, but also thought that Mo Yunlan loved her but could not have her, and was so heartbroken that he couldn't bear to see her.
The little white tiger whimpered and snuggled up to Ruoruo, curling up next to her: "She even calls herself Second Sister-in-law and asked me to pass on a message! Let alone if she's a fake, even if she were, I, Your Highness, look down on Mo Yunlan, how could I possibly respect her!"
Mo Yunlan scoffed: "So you agreed just to copy the answers?"
"I didn't say anything to you!" the little white tiger said with a straight face. "Besides, her answer was false. It's a good thing I didn't say anything, otherwise I would have lost a lot of money."
Ruoruo finally figured out the cause and effect, but he still felt a little confused. Things had been too chaotic before, and he only vaguely understood many of the things he had heard.
So he tilted his head and bit his paw tip: "What does 'engagement' mean? Why is it bad for Second Brother to break an engagement?"
“A marriage contract is a contract that establishes the intention to get married.” Mo Jinyan, being a bird, was not uncomfortable at all being suspended, and chirped, “Just like your mother and father also had a marriage contract. If a woman suddenly marries your father at this time, then your mother and father’s marriage contract will be broken, and you will have to call this woman mother.”
Ruoruo's cat-like eyes widened, and she shook her head frantically: "I don't want to call someone else my mother! People who break up other people's engagements are too bad, Second Brother is a big bad guy!"
"I did nothing. It was all Ming Mengyao's wishful thinking and delusions. What does the success or failure of their engagement have to do with me?" Mo Yunlan was really dizzy. "Good sister, I'll give you all the cranes from my Chenxing Palace. Please put me down, okay?"
Ruoruo tilted her head, blinked, and looked completely innocent: "It wasn't Ruoruo who hung up on Second Brother, Ruoruo wouldn't have let go."
With a wave of her hand, Mo Wuyu gagged Mo Yunlan again.
Mo Yunlan looked at Ruoruo with a slight shock. Wasn't this little silly cat quite soft-hearted before? How could she be so bad now?
So Mo Yunlan was left hanging outside by Mo Wuyu for the entire night.
When Mo Yong came to visit Ruoruo in the morning, he learned what had happened. He raised his eyes and asked, "You like riding the clouds?"
Mo Yunlan coughed lightly: "Actually, I don't like it that much... Father, look, I've been hanging here all night."
"I know you are fast at riding the clouds. From today onwards, you will take command of the Southern Heavenly Army. Begin by familiarizing yourself with the basics and patrol the Southern Heavenly Realm three times a day!" Mo Yong removed the Immortal Binding Rope from his body but sent him on patrol.
Mo Yunlan had only one thought: why did he have to be so impulsive as to tease that little rascal?
During martial arts class that day, Ruoruo excitedly hugged Teacher Xuanwu's leg: "Teacher, don't fall asleep yet, can you teach me sword control? I want to learn sword control."
Teacher Xuanwu slowly took out a box of wooden swords and handed out more than a dozen to each person: "Today, let's get familiar with the swords."
Those with hands, stretch out your hands; those with claws, stretch out your claws; those with wings, stretch out your wings. First, imbue the sword with spirit.
Once the spiritual energy can perfectly and evenly fill every part of the sword, you can learn to control it.
Ruoruo, holding the sword, smiled and said, "Thank you, teacher."
Mo Xuanshuang smugly stomped the wooden sword on the ground with her paw: "What's so difficult about this, Ruoruo? Come on, I'll teach you! I'm number one in martial arts class!"
He simply got zero or failed the quizzes in his cultivation, talisman array, alchemy, music, and Taoist magic classes!
Having finally stumbled upon something I'm good at, it's the perfect opportunity to show off to my sister.
In the blink of an eye, he evenly filled the wooden sword with spiritual energy, and the entire sword floated in mid-air, humming.
Ruoruo's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands enthusiastically: "Fourth Brother is awesome!"
"Hmph, a mere trick." Zi Manqing slapped the sword with her palm, her speed almost matching that of Mo Xuanshuang, successfully imbuing the sword with spirit and holding it upright in the air. She glanced at Mo Xuanshuang with disdain.
"Hey! This looks really easy." The success of two people in a row filled Ruoruo with confidence.
The next moment, a loud explosion came from behind Ruoruo.
When she turned around, she saw that the beautiful fur of the red fox girl had been ruffled and torn, and the small wooden sword next to her was reduced to just a hilt; the blade had exploded and been burned to a crisp.
She coughed a few times and asked the teacher, "Why did it explode?"
“The infusion of spirit is too slow and uneven, causing the sword to become unbalanced and explode. This is quite normal.” Master Xuanwu stroked his beard, lay back in his chair, closed his eyes, and said slowly, “Practice slowly… This kind of sword… is very safe…”
His breathing gradually became long and deep. The snake hanging around his neck slithered twice, then took a blanket and covered him with it. Surprisingly, he fell asleep while talking in front of everyone.
Following closely behind were explosions, one after another, several bangs, and even the little snow leopard was splattered with black.
"Yan Ruoruo! Aren't you very talented? Why aren't you making a move? Are you afraid the sword will explode?" Zi Manqing proudly raised her head and looked at Yan Ruoruo triumphantly.
"What's there to be proud of? You just learned it beforehand, right?" Mo Jinyan chirped, comforting Ruoruo who was hesitant because of fear. "Don't listen to her. If you want to do it, do it. If you don't want to, then forget it. Let Mo Xuanshuang take you out to play."
Although Zi Manqing has a terrible personality, she is indeed diligent and serious in her cultivation, and what she shows is definitely the result of hard work.
These methods of imbuing spirits and controlling artifacts were learned long before coming to the academy.
If someone were younger than her and hadn't studied beforehand, they definitely wouldn't be as good as Zi Manqing.
Mo Jinyan was worried that Ruoruo would be discouraged, so he coaxed her to stop practicing for the time being.
Ruoruo pouted and said, "I want to learn! I might even succeed. And if I don't succeed, I can just practice a few more times."
She picked up the sword and carefully infused it with spiritual energy. Deep within the immortal essence, a white contract subtly stirred.
Hmm...it seems...it can go out now.
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