Chapter 179: then translation of chapter title

A black shadow sped to a spot a hundred meters in front of Su Mo.

Jin Tong came alone today, which surprised Su Mo a bit.

Although his combat power is not low, he has always been highly guarded and especially cautious.

Su Mo turned her head, glanced at Fei Yan beside her, and said, "I'll go take a look."

She walked toward the person not far away and asked, "Anything?"

Jin Tong frowned and said, "I recalled something that might be useful to you, so I came to tell you."

A moment later Su Mo frowned and asked, "Since you know all this, why don't you act yourself?"

"If I could kill her, I wouldn't have waited until today."

Su Mo examined him with a slightly puzzled gaze.

Jin Tong said coldly, "You need not doubt the resolve of a person who has died nine times to kill her."

This time he neither wants to accompany Jiang Wu through another Reincarnation nor die together with her!

Su Mo's brows furrowed slightly, "You actually know that too."

She had thought Jin Tong only knew he was reborn, but didn't expect him to know he is a Reincarnation Person of nine cycles.

"I learned it from Jiang Wu."

Su Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, not being very surprised.

He looked at her with a firm tone: "She said her soul would never fade; this time I hope she will have no chance of rebirth. I refuse to accompany her into this absurd scripted Reincarnation again."

Su Mo narrowed her eyes and smiled lightly: "Everything you've experienced is both story and life; every step each person takes is their own choice. To endure nine trips to the underworld for her was your own choice. Awakening at this final chance is also yours. All endings have always been your own choices."

Jin Tong frowned, "What does that mean?"

"This should be your last Reincarnation," Su Mo frowned, "Either die together with her, or… gamble by cutting her ties to this world."

Jin Tong slightly furrowed his brows, "But whether it's you or me, we may still not be her opponent in the end."

"Perhaps… you can do it," Su Mo looked up at him, "You have accompanied her through nine Reincarnations, know her best, and you are her only lingering knot."

Jin Tong snorted coldly, "Seems you still don't understand her enough; do you think threatening her with me would make her willingly go to her death?!"

"I've never considered using you as a bargaining chip," Su Mo frowned, "I also don't think she would die for you; nine obsessions are your own choice. The feelings you gave don't need her to repay them in kind to prove their existence. Moreover, you shouldn't deny the former you, who was full of sincere devotion; people who can keep a true heart each time are few. Perhaps you should learn to let go of the past, so you can think more clearly about my words and better find her weakness."

She originally didn't want to say these to him, but now they have no clue on dealing with Jiang Wu, so she can only place this final hope on Jin Tong.

Jiang Wu has a knot in her heart, and Jin Tong is no exception.

If not, he wouldn't, after awakening his memories in this life, be determined to become the number one under heaven. He doesn't want any entanglement with Jiang Wu, yet everything he does inevitably draws her attention.

At parting, Su Mo looked at him and said, "If—if things go smoothly, I will later find a way to sever the link between us. I hope next time you can be truly clear‑headed and live freely."

She casually tossed him a packet of medicine, turned, and walked away briskly.

Jin Tong stared at her back until she disappeared from view.

When he came out of the North Wing border and saw Lin Shan, Lin Shan, with a nervous face, asked, "Gate Master, are you alright?"

Jin Tong lowered his head, looked at the pouch in his hand, and slowly shook his head.

Lin Shan frowned, "You've been taking her medicine all the time; is it really fine? After all, we previously with her…"

Jin Tong twisted his brow, "You're overthinking; she hasn't cared about those matters for a long time."

…

When Su Mo and Fei Yan returned home, they found that Bai Chi had been waiting for her for half a day.

Bai Chi walked over, smiled, and greeted her, "Miss Su!"

Su Mo smiled, "Sorry for keeping General Bai waiting."

"It's fine, I'm… just an idle person! No rush!"

Su Mo smiled without replying, thinking to herself that he really is idle, dropping by my place every now and then.

"Let's eat first."

After taking his seat, Bai Chi looked at the dishes on the table and couldn't help but laugh, "Your dishes are truly sumptuous. Ever since Third Young Master stayed at your place for a while, the elder miss and Second Miss often praised his cooking!"

Su Mo's lips curled into a light, shallow smile, "Is that so?"

If she remembers correctly, General Tian Huan said the same when he came last time.

Hmm, he also said other things, but most of them were three sentences never straying from Xuan Qing.

Xiao Jiu sighed, "Some people, even when they're not beside us, are heard about everywhere around us."

Su Mo silently rolled her eyes at him, "Shut up."

Fei Yan across the table smiled, and unintentionally his gaze met Mo Xiao's.

These people of the Tiger Clan are also very interesting.

After the meal, Bai Chi took the medicine Su Mo prepared for Xuan Shuang, as well as other items for Xuan Shuang, and prepared to go back.

Just as he was about to ask, "What about Third Young Master's portion?"

Fei Yan, already prepared, smiled and handed over a book, "This is for Third Young Master."

"Oh, good! Then I will… for Third Young Master, as well as the elder miss and Second Miss, thank you, Miss Su!"

After seeing the person off, Su Mo took a stroll and delivered some items to A Nuan. Lately she has been sending A Nuan many things, some for her and some prepared for her soon‑to‑be‑born offspring.

She went home, took a bath, and chatted casually with Xiao Jiu for a few sentences.

"Host, according to Jin Tong's meaning, to break the contract you still need to borrow Jiang Wu's power?"

"Hmm."

"But how could she possibly cooperate? She's eager to use you to restrain those few. And when we meet next, it will surely be the decisive battle… we have no chance at all!"

"We'll act when the time comes."

After Su Mo finished speaking, she pulled a book from under the pillow; just as she was engrossed in reading, Mo Xiao pushed the door open.

He walked over, embraced the person leaning against the headboard, stayed with her for a while watching, and seeing she had no intention of sleeping, he lowered his head and brushed against her neck.

"Mo Er~ you should rest."

"Just a little while longer."

Mo Xiao reached out, took her book and tossed it aside, his jet‑black eyes fixed on her: "It's getting late."

Does he not know what's on her mind?

Every time she's with him, she's either reading, fiddling with those herbs, or deliberately wasting his time.

He knows she also fears that, whenever his feelings run deep, he entangles her without regard for boundaries.

But he simply cannot curb the primal desire within him; each time he catches her scent, he longs to meld her into his very bones.

How could he possibly let go of such a beautiful her?

Tonight, she patiently stayed with him to read for half a day, which already counts as a lot of restraint.

His lips lightly brushed her neck; Su Mo, feeling ticklish, pulled away, but he grew even more eager.

Later, he simply threw her onto the bed; Mo Xiao seized her resisting hand tightly, and a warm, lingering kiss followed.

A few days earlier, her period arrived, and he missed his chance.

Counting it, he had held back for ten days; now his vigor is at its peak, and his gaze at her burns like a blaze.

At moments like this, Su Mo truly feels both love and fear toward him…

"Mo, Mo Xiao…"

She called him, her heart fluttering and confused.

"Hmm…"

He answered without lifting his head, his kiss overwhelmingly invasive, aggressive, sexual.

The hot breath at her ear made her heart race.

His scorching lips traveled from her mouth to behind her ear, and with a rapid, panting voice he said, "Mo Er~"

"I want you…"

Su Mo's brows furrowed slightly as she whined, pushing him away.

How could he be so impatient! She had no preparation at all, yet…

Mo Xiao grasped her hand, intertwining all ten fingers, then used his other hand to hold her firmly: "You may not dodge my kiss; if you dodge me, don't even think of sleeping tonight."

He almost always fulfills such threats, and Su Mo dared not provoke him now.

She was tossed around by him, sometimes domineering, sometimes gentle.

Later, he kissed her delicate brows and eyes, murmuring, "I'm not being excessive… as long as you behave, I'll hold back a bit tonight, okay?"

Su Mo's gaze was hazy as she looked at him, extending her slender, lotus‑like arm to loop around his neck and kiss him.

But although he said he would restrain himself, his actions showed little self‑control…

Whenever he thought of the coming days he would have to endure, he couldn't help wanting more.