“Then you keep working hard, and make sure to go further on your journey of pursuing girls!” The pharmacist patted Mo Yi on the back and gave him a thumbs up.
“No way, a sister is still a sister; if I try to pursue her, my old man will send me to the orthopedic department,” Mo Yi said helplessly. “I’m not like you, brother, who can pursue girls so boldly and confidently.”
The pharmacist waved his hand modestly, “How could that be? Just think about it, who would willingly push their sister, whom they've raised for so many years, into the arms of those filthy men? Just the thought of some unknown man pressing his fat body against my sister’s delicate frame makes me furious; I wish I could kill that man and his whole family.”
Mo Yi looked at the pharmacist in horror; this guy was already deep into sister-con territory, and there was no saving him. It was truly terrifying, and he had to learn from this.
“Alright, let’s end our conversation here. I still have to continue my journey. Your steed has already been released, right?” The pharmacist picked up his medicine box and said.
Mo Yi nodded, “I let it roam free for a day before coming back; after all, this place is too small for it. This horse is very intelligent; it knows how to protect its master and can find its way.”
“What a good horse,” the pharmacist sighed.
“Of course, it’s a BMW from the Mo family,” Mo Yi said proudly.
“Brother Mo Yi, I’ll take my leave here. There’s still a day until the Immortal Gate opens, which will be at noon tomorrow. You all need to hurry up!” The pharmacist cupped his hands and said.
“Noon tomorrow? Isn’t it supposed to be at midnight when Yin and Yang intersect?” Mo Yi questioned, as Mo Tianjiao had told him the time should be at midnight.
“The Immortal Gate opens at midnight, but that’s just the opening. The Immortal Assembly will only truly commence when those with immortal fate arrive around noon the next day. Only then will entry be permitted… Didn’t your jade pendant tell you this?” The pharmacist asked in confusion.
“……” Mo Yi looked bewildered, “This jade pendant belongs to my sister; I’m just here to support her selflessly through thick and thin.”
“You’re really a good brother,” the pharmacist took a long time to squeeze out this sentence. He looked deeply at Mo Yi and then said, “The jade pendant will impart information about the Immortal Gate into the mind of its owner, so everyone who possesses a jade pendant will know if they have immortal fate. Some will rush towards it, while others will turn their noses up at the fleeting riches and glory. In short, obtaining immortal fate and stepping onto the immortal path is a rare opportunity, Brother Mo Yi, you must cherish it!”
“Maybe,” Mo Yi glanced at the sleeping Mo Luo Xue and said softly.
“Then I’ll take my leave. I hope to see you again on the immortal path, Brother Mo Yi.” The pharmacist cupped his hands and then left through a hidden exit.
“A drop of kindness repaid with a fountain of gratitude,” Mo Yi’s voice echoed faintly.
“Such a beautiful time and scenery, brother, you can do some naughty things with your sister!”
“Get lost! The further away, the better!”
Ignoring the unorthodox yet unfathomable pharmacist, Mo Yi sat quietly in the heart of the tree, slowly planning his future moves.
“Who leaked my and Mo Luo Xue’s identities and talents, and even encouraged people to hunt me down?” Mo Yi sat on a rock, quietly pondering. He wasn’t the type to be naive and cheerful after being set up; he would do his best to uncover the dark plot and repay it double on holidays. He had never been a good-tempered person; whoever provoked him would face the wrath of his entire family.
‘First, the person who leaked the information must have a thorough understanding of me or Mo Luo Xue. Secondly, that person must have enough murderous intent towards me or Mo Luo Xue. And do they think this playboy Mo Yi is clever?’ Mo Yi thought, suddenly realizing that this riddle wasn’t difficult at all; the answer was merely shrouded in a thin veil, and with a gentle lift, the true mastermind could be revealed.
“Ro Hou, you idiot, just wait to die…” Mo Yi’s face darkened. The only three people in the world who could think of Mo Yi as clever and cunning were his father, Mo Tianjiao, his sister, Mo Luo Xue, and the third was Ro Hou, who had nearly suffered a perforated stomach because of him.
Ro Hou had made it very clear that he was the mastermind behind this, without a hint of concealment; it was a declaration of war, a life-and-death challenge.
“Looks like that bastard isn’t being quiet either,” Mo Yi ran his fingers through his hair, a murderous smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“Hmm—” A low murmur echoed, clear in the silent heart of the tree. Mo Yi suddenly turned around to see Mo Luo Xue slightly opening her eyes while lying on a pile of hay, her long eyelashes fluttering.
“You’re awake?” Mo Yi asked, perking up.
The first thing Mo Luo Xue did upon opening her eyes was to survey her surroundings. Upon discovering that only Mo Yi was present, she didn’t relax her guard at all. She looked down at her clothes to check for any changes, then carefully felt her body for any abnormalities.
“Hey! I’m not that much of a beast to take advantage of you while you’re unconscious,” Mo Yi said irritably. “After all, you are my lovely sister!”
He emphasized the word “lovely” with a clear and strong bite.
Mo Luo Xue shot him a glance before checking her neck wound. Upon seeing that the terrible gash had been expertly stitched up, a glimmer of surprise flashed in her eyes.
“A kind-hearted brother helped to take care of it,” Mo Yi scratched the back of his head and said. “But he just left; your condition is fine now, you just can’t make any big movements. Given your vigorous energy, you should be able to move freely in half a day.”
Mo Luo Xue didn’t respond; her gaze was fixed on Mo Yi, her lips slightly parted as she spoke slowly, “You attacked my chest, didn’t you?”
“……” What the hell? What kind of terrifying memory retention is this?
Mo Yi broke out in a cold sweat, but he maintained a serious expression, “That was just a tactic to provoke you. It seems you fell for it quite successfully and lived to tell the tale.”
“So you did touch me?” Mo Luo Xue asked.
“No, that was your misunderstanding; I didn’t touch you,” Mo Yi quickly corrected himself.
Mo Luo Xue let out a cold laugh and fell silent. Mo Yi immediately panicked; who knew if Mo Luo Xue would stab him with a sword when she could move freely!
“Ahem, that was an irresistible circumstance! You have to understand,” Mo Yi tried to explain drunkenly.
“Where is this place?” Mo Luo Xue asked coldly, “How long have I been unconscious?”
“In the heart of an ancient tree. You’ve been unconscious for four hours,” Mo Yi replied quickly. “The Immortal Gate opens at midnight today, but to truly enter, we have to wait until noon tomorrow.”
Mo Luo Xue’s eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, but she quickly recalled that Mo Yi had spoken with the person who saved her, so she relaxed.
“Let’s rest and set off in an hour,” Mo Luo Xue said calmly, turning her back to Mo Yi and closing her eyes to meditate.
“Alright, alright.” Mo Yi stood up, scratching the back of his head, “I’ll go get some food; you keep resting… you’re the patient, so you’re the priority.”
Mo Yi walked out of the heart of the tree and disappeared from sight. Mo Luo Xue, lying on the pile of hay, opened her eyes and silently covered her chest, catching a whiff of lavender in the air. That bastard hadn’t forgotten her preferences even at this time.
What a complete scoundrel.