Chapter 857

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Protagonist:

Xu Changqing

After the two took their seats, the steward promptly brought hot tea, then tactfully withdrew.

Speaking of the past, Xu Changqing's expression shifted slightly: "Senior Brother, any news of Senior Sister Han?

I recall she later returned to the Immortal Sect for a trip, and afterward there was no word from her!"

Li Lingbi smiled upon hearing this: "You still remember her. Junior Sister Han is doing very well now.

After she emerged from the Immortal Sect's spiritual vein, by a coincidence of opportunity, she caught the eye of the Ancient Clan Mo Family of the Central Region. Not only did she join the Mo Family, she also married into the clan."

Xu Changqing raised an eyebrow: "The Ancient Clan Mo Family?"

Li Lingbi reminded him: "Do you still remember Mo Yuan of the Heart-Eye Sword?"

Xu Changqing nodded: "I remember. It was Senior Brother Qin who introduced me to him."

Li Lingbi explained in detail: "Elder Mo is one of the members of the Ancient Clan Mo Family.

This clan is the top-tier ancient clan of the Central Region.

Its inheritance spans over ten thousand years; its foundation is terrifyingly deep.

Even compared to my Black Rust Dynasty, its foundation is even more stable.

The clan controls quite a few spiritual veins, and rumor has it a Divine Transformation expert sits in command.

They excel in spells and spiritual arrays; usually they keep an extremely low profile, yet no one dares provoke them.

Junior Sister Han Xin possesses extraordinary talent and is also proficient in feng shui geomancy. Later she was favored by the Mo Family and married the clan's legitimate son. Now she has both a son and a daughter, and her days pass very peacefully.

It's just that usually it's inconvenient for her to go out, so she hasn't kept in contact with us."

Xu Changqing realized upon hearing this: "So that's how it is."

Speaking of those fellow disciples scattered in various places, each doing well, both felt a surge of emotion.

A moment later, Li Lingbi changed the subject: "Junior Brother Xu, it's time to talk about our matter."

Xu Changqing looked up at him: "Senior Brother, speak directly."

"Haha!"

Li Lingbi laughed: "We've known each other for decades; I won't beat around the bush.

Your Ping'an is handsome and dashing, with outstanding talent.

My Yueyao, though her temperament is a bit spoiled, is also clever and sensible.

Now both children have reached the age to discuss marriage.

I thought, why not let them spend time together? If they hit it off, we'll become in-laws. What do you think?"

Regarding this, Xu Changqing had long anticipated it in his heart: "What Senior Brother says, I'm naturally willing.

It's just that Ping'an is currently deep inside the Immortal Falling Abyss and has not yet returned.

This matter still depends on the two children's wishes.

Even if we elders have ideas, we cannot force it.

When Ping'an returns, I'll bring him to meet you and Yueyao then."

Li Lingbi, hearing this, immediately said with deep meaning: "Actually, my daughter and your son are together right now."

At these words, Xu Changqing froze: "What?"

Li Lingbi beamed: "The matter is like this..."

Afterward, he recounted in detail the process of Xu Ping'an and Li Yueyao's encounter.

Though it was a coincidence of opportunity, it was also fated.

Xu Changqing froze for a moment, his face full of disbelief: "There's actually such a coincidence. I overthought it. Didn't expect the two children have already met."

If only Ping'an were a bit more proactive, I might already have a "grandson."

The two chatted for a long time, and Xu Changqing's concern grew ever stronger: "Senior Brother, right now Ping'an and Yueyao are both in the Immortal Falling Abyss.

I want to make a trip there, see the two children's situation with my own eyes, and set my mind at ease."

Li Lingbi nodded: "As it should be. Do you need me to accompany you?"

Xu Changqing waved his hand: "No need to trouble Senior Brother. My cultivation may not be top-tier now, but self-protection is more than sufficient."

Seeing his attitude was firm, Li Lingbi didn't press: "Right, Pei Mo also went to the Immortal Falling Abyss, and has been secretly protecting them.

When you get nearby, just crush this spirit talisman and you'll be able to contact him."

Saying this, he took out a black talisman from his storage ring and handed it over.

Xu Changqing accepted it, nodding: "Senior Brother still thinks of everything."

In the evening, Li Lingbi hosted a banquet.

The two sat around the table, drinking wine and chatting idly, speaking of their green years in the Immortal Sect back then, speaking of their respective circumstances these years. Before they knew it, they had drunk until deep into the night.

The steward suddenly appeared: "Family Head, His Majesty Mo Yin has arrived and is waiting outside the door."

"Oh?"

A flicker of surprise flashed in Li Lingbi's eyes: "What is he here for!"

The steward replied: "He says it's been a long time since he saw Immortal Elder Xu, and he misses him dearly."

Xu Changqing's heart stirred. Mo Yin was the foolish prince back then, the sole survivor of the Black Rust Dynasty, and the puppet emperor Li Lingbi now supports.

Didn't expect he actually got the news and even came in person.

Li Lingbi narrowed his eyes: "Senior Brother, what do you think?"

Xu Zhangqing said indifferently, "The guest follows the host's convenience."

Li Lingbi thought it over, and in the end waved his hand dismissively: "Forget it, let him in."

The steward turned and left, but before long, footsteps resounded again.

Immediately after, a figure wearing a bright yellow dragon robe entered the line of sight.

He stood tall and straight, his features mature, his temples already frosted white.

It was precisely the Black Rust Dynasty's puppet emperor, Mo Yin.

Counting the years, he was now in his forties or fifties.

He had long since shed his youthful greenness; though he lacked imperial majesty, he had gained a few parts more composure.

Mo Yin bowed deeply, his tone incomparably respectful: "Greetings, Immortal Master Li, Immortal Master Xu."

Li Lingbi gave him a sidelong glance: "What are you here for?"

Mo Yin raised his head, looking toward Xu Zhangqing as he smiled: "I heard Immortal Master Xu had arrived in the Imperial City. Since I once stayed in the Spirit Field, I specially rushed over from the Imperial Palace to pay my respects."

Li Lingbi said indifferently: "Now that you've seen him, go back."

Mo Yin took out a brocade box from his storage ring, and said sincerely: "Back then, if not for Immortal Master Xu's care, I might already be dead.

This kindness cannot be repaid; please accept this small gift as a token of gratitude!"

Xu Zhangqing looked at Li Lingbi, revealing a questioning look.

Seeing this, Li Lingbi merely deepened his gaze, yet did not stop him.

Mo Yin steeled his courage, stepped closer step by step, and soon reached the front of the two.

Xu Zhangqing probed unobtrusively, and at once raised an eyebrow.

On Mo Yin's body, the aura of the Abyss Master Hui Jiuming still lingered.

Extremely faint, almost covered by layer upon layer of methods.

From this it could be seen: Mo Yin appeared to be a puppet emperor, but in reality had always been developing quietly, secretly accumulating strength, never once settling down.

At this moment, a flash of insight struck Xu Zhangqing's mind.

Mo Yin bore the surname Mo, and the Ancient Clan Li Lingbi mentioned also bore the surname Mo — was this a coincidence?

Could it be that Mo Yin, like Mo Yuan, actually both belonged to the Ancient Clan Mo Family!

If so, then the former Black Rust Dynasty was certainly supported into existence by the Ancient Clan Mo Family.

The Mo Family kept a low profile and was reserved, not wanting to directly hold power over the Central Region, so they propped up a force.

Borrowing the dynasty's power, they secretly controlled the Central Region.

Yet they never expected Li Lingbi to intervene horizontally — not only controlling Mo Yin, but also indirectly controlling the current Black Rust Dynasty.

Judging by the look of it, the Li Family and the Mo Family would sooner or later have a vicious battle.

Li Lingbi was absolutely no fool; he must have foreseen this outcome.

No wonder he extended an invitation to Li Sancai, even wanting to become in-laws with himself.

Could it be that Elder Sister Han who married into the Mo Family... As expected, Li Lingbi was still that Li Lingbi — from beginning to end, he never changed!