"My martial uncle is always fearless, and he even makes sure we eat delicious food."
"My martial uncle used to secretly take us out to have fun."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Yue looked over, and the disciples quickly covered their mouths, oh... how did they let it slip?
In short, Junior Uncle really sacrificed a lot for Lord Qingya.
Their passionate, fiery, and mischievous junior uncle is gone.
"Alright, let's leave it at that. Qingya, go to the Cliff of Repentance to reflect on your mistakes. Take Leng Ling back to your own mountain."
Leng Ling was still somewhat moved, after all, her master had shielded her from everything.
"Master, I want to go with my master to take care of him."
Her master was beaten like this because of her, so she must go and take care of him.
"What do you think the Cliff of Contemplation is? A place to take care of people?"
Qingya frowned as well. The Cliff of Contemplation was a place to be punished, so what was Leng Ling doing going there to take care of him?
"No need. You can wait for me in my cave. It's a bit simple there, so you can make your own accommodation."
Mo Yan sneered after hearing this, "So you knew it was a bit simple, yet you sent me to recuperate while you stayed here and even altered my palace. Qingya, you're just a piece of trash."
Qingya: "..."
All the disciples looked at Qingya with even more contempt.
Yes, it's contempt, because they think this Qingya-jun is really going too far.
"I...I thought you needed some quiet time." That was the only way Qingya could offer herself.
"I like liveliness, but I prefer quiet for you." Mo Yan looked at him slowly, the hurt in her eyes even more obvious.
All the disciples said, "Our junior uncle is so pitiful."
Old Mu was heartbroken to see this; how could this man treat his young lady so badly?
"Old Mu, tell them to get lost. Seeing them makes me want to cry..."
Mo Yan ran back to her bedroom and threw all of Qing Ya's belongings down the mountain. "From now on, Mo Yan Palace is forbidden to have anything belonging to those two people. I find it disgusting."
All disciples: "!!!" Martial Uncle did the right thing!
Cheng Yue threw Qing Ya directly to the Cliff of Repentance, and as for Leng Ling, she threw her into Qing Ya's cave.
Leng Ling went over to take a look, and good heavens, there really was nothing there.
There were no beautiful bedrooms, no palaces, no jewelry, no ritual implements, and no food.
She has just begun her cultivation and has not yet achieved any cultivation level. If she wants to survive, she either needs to consume fasting pills or she needs to have food...
Mo Yan Palace has everything, and there are fruits and vegetables outside, so she can cook for herself. But here, there is nothing... Leng Ling suspects that she will starve to death.
But what could she do? She was at her wit's end and could only try to wait for her master to return.
...
Meanwhile, after they were all thrown out, Mo Yan had Lao Mu tell everyone that their Mo Yan Palace was going to accept disciples. Those who were willing could come to register in five days, and those with pure hearts would be accepted.
Although Mo Yan is not a sword cultivator, her father is, so she can teach many techniques to her disciples. In addition, she is a pill cultivator, so she can consume elixirs one after another.
Many disciples were excited; they were going to participate in the assessment!
Old Mu went to great lengths to prepare different dishes for his young mistress.
There was chicken, duck, fish, and meat—all kinds of food—as well as many vegetables they had grown themselves. Seeing those vegetables being wasted, he was so angry he almost went and beat Qingya up again.
Mo Yan took a sip of the soup and nodded repeatedly at Old Mu, "Uncle Mu, this is exactly the taste I wanted! It's so delicious, I want to eat three bowls of rice!"
Seeing how eagerly the young lady was eating, Lao Mu cursed Qingya in his heart again.
"Miss, Qingya treated you so badly, maybe we should just give up on him?"
While serving the soup, Lao Mu carefully observed his young mistress's mood. If she was unwilling, it didn't matter; he could simply break that guy's legs and bring him back.
"Of course I don't want it anymore, but we can't get a divorce. We made a vow that if he betrays me, he'll be struck by lightning every day. How fun would that be?"
Why get a divorce? It's so much better if she doesn't date other men.
Old Mu originally wanted to say, "Miss, we're not lacking in conditions. With our family's wealth, you could easily find someone better than Qingya." But after listening to what the young lady said and thinking about it, it doesn't seem to make any mistake, does it?
"Actually, Miss can find another one. We can pick anyone we like." Old Mu thought he still wanted Miss to know just how outstanding he was. "There are so many men who want to be Miss's husband that they can't be counted from here to the foot of the sect's mountain."
Seeing how confident Old Mu was, Mo Yan didn't dare to call him out. She wanted to say, "Uncle, it's not that serious, it really isn't."
"I don't know if I'll find someone else, they might be trash, it's too much trouble. I don't want to look anymore. It's so good to be alone. I can just focus on raising my child from now on. Uncle Mu, I only thought about finding someone because I saw that my parents had a good relationship, but after finding someone, I realized that I was really wronged. Now I finally don't have to be wronged anymore, isn't that great?"
She has everything she wants. Isn't it good for her to be alone? She can eat whatever she wants, and she can watch that scumbag get struck by lightning every day.
"Besides, Uncle, have you forgotten? Divorce requires blood from the heart, and I'm afraid of pain." The original owner was terrified of pain, especially.
Old Mu suddenly slapped his forehead; he had forgotten about that.
"Miss is right, let's just pretend that trash doesn't exist. If not, I'll go get a sign."
Old Mu stood up abruptly, ready to leave.
What brand is it?
"No elegant people or dogs allowed." Old Mu gritted his teeth and said these words.
Mo Yan: "..." How childish, but she likes it.
"Okay, whatever Uncle Mu says goes."
Hearing this, Lao Mu was overjoyed and immediately went out to prepare.
Mo Yan went to the alchemy room and began refining pills. In the past, the original owner was inconsistent in her efforts, but now she was going to work hard and create a large group of experts so that she could kill the two of them in the future.
Five days later, the selection of apprentices began. A total of five apprentices and twenty disciples were selected. Together with the original disciples of Moyan Palace, they made a total of three hundred people.
Mo Yan handed the belt directly to Lao Mu, took out all the cultivation techniques, and told me to learn them all.
When I get tired of studying, I eat the Golden Elixir like candy. We have nothing but abundant resources, and we don't suffer from erysipelas.
When Qingya emerged from seclusion, the peaks of Moyan Palace were covered in lightning tribulations, all from disciples who had entered the Golden Core stage.
The scene completely stunned Cheng Yue; how could there suddenly be so many lightning tribulations?
Because of Mo Yan, who highlighted the key points of the cultivation method for them and organized their class notes. Plus, they kept consuming Golden Elixir, how could they not form their own Golden Elixir?
Moreover, besides cultivation, the disciples also farmed and ran all over the mountain without being allowed to use any external force. With their physical condition, medicine, and cultivation techniques all in place, how could they not break through?
However, this cultivation method can never be copied by others, because only Mo Yan has so many Golden Cores. In the original owner's memories, the reason why Leng Ling broke through so quickly was because she took drugs, all of which were Mo Yan's products.
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