Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 367 Mortal Mo Yu: Your husband is dead!

At the prompting of the mortal Mo Yu, Han Li took out the dragon-patterned ring belonging to Mo Juren from his pocket and handed it to the matriarch, Madam Yan.

Yan extended her slender hand and accepted the ring.

His gaze lingered on the ring for a moment, then he looked up and carefully examined the unassuming young man before him, who was also highly skilled in martial arts and seemed to be a cultivator. He was quite surprised.

She remembered that her husband, Mo Juren, placed great importance on physical appearance.

How could this be... that I've taken in two disciples, one with an arrogant but unremarkable temperament, and the other with a calm mind but equally plain appearance?
'Could it be that the more ordinary a person's appearance, the more likely they are to possess the legendary aptitude for cultivation?'

While thinking nonsensically, Yan's hands moved quickly, revealing another dragon-patterned ring on her left hand.

The two rings faced each other, their dragon-shaped patterns fitting together perfectly.

'The keepsake is real!'

This made Madam Yan, who had already decided that the other party was her husband's disciple, secretly relieved.

As for why his own disciple would visit in this way?

Well, given Yan's understanding of her husband's character, it's not surprising that the teacher-student relationship could be "harmonious" to this extent.

"The token is real."

Yan separated the two rings, her tone carrying a deliberate hint of weakness and probing.

"May I ask, young heroes, is your husband... well now?"

Compared to their domineering nature in the original work, the Yan family's attitude is now noticeably more humble.

After all, the person standing in front of them had just demonstrated the ability to easily slaughter their entire family.

However, it seems that she has been controlled by her husband in some way.

Without making a sound, Han Li glanced at the mortal Mo Yu beside him out of the corner of his eye.

He was about to clasp his hands in greeting and start speaking, hoping to use some pretext to temporarily fool these mistresses.

But the mortal Mo Yu had already crossed his arms and let out a cold laugh:
"That old man? He's dead! Just last month!"

This astonishing statement has just been made!
Upon hearing this, the two beautiful ladies, the spirited Mo Yuzhu beside them, and even Han Li all looked at Mo Yu with disbelief.

'No! Can something like this be said so directly?!' Han Li was even more distressed.

The mortal Mo Yu gave Han Li a look, then continued with an arrogant expression:

"That old bastard, relying on his tiny bit of understanding of cultivators, dared to set up a scheme to ambush real cultivators."

As it turned out, the assassination attempt succeeded, but they underestimated the power of the immortals, and were killed by a single blood curse spat out by the dying person.

Hearing this, Madam Yan felt somewhat sad, but secretly she also breathed a sigh of relief.

She almost thought the other party was about to completely break off relations and resort to coercion.

As for the story told by the mortal Mo Yu, she believed it to some extent.

To reiterate, she had complete "confidence" in her husband's character.

To do something like that is so in line with his public persona.

Moreover, what the mortal Mo Yu said was entirely true.

He simply "thoughtfully" omitted a portion of it, specifically the "grudges and affections" between the master and disciple.

"May I ask... did my husband leave behind any will?"

Although Yan's questioning was equally cautious, her tone was noticeably more relaxed.

Although the master-disciple relationship sounds a bit complicated, the other party at least acknowledges this relationship, right?
If I handle things properly, I might be able to win over these two young, incredibly promising cultivators...

So, this time, the Mo family might actually turn misfortune into blessing!
Not only can it sweep away the decline of the past few years and restore its power to its former glory, but it can also take this opportunity to swallow up the other two companies and realize its ambition of dominating Lanzhou!
With a sour face, the mortal Mo Yu pulled out an envelope from his pocket, which was obviously opened and stained with several drops of oil, and handed it over.

Madam Yan didn't mind at all. She carefully took the letter, which was almost crumpled into a ball, unfolded it, and carefully scanned its contents.

The letter contained the following information.

This is an introduction of Mo Juren to his two closed-door disciples: one with excellent aptitude and the other with a calm and steady temperament, both of whom are his own people whom he can completely trust.

In addition, there was the matter of the marriage agreement and the use of the Warm Sun Jade as part of the dowry.

After reading the letter, Madam Yan glanced at the two people in front of her again, thinking to herself:
My husband's judgment of people is as accurate as ever.

These two individuals complement each other perfectly. One is powerful but lacks cunning, while the other is slightly weaker but meticulous.

Although neither of them is particularly beautiful, they both possess the extraordinary qualities of dragons and phoenixes, destined for immortality. If Zhu'er and Huan'er were to marry them, it wouldn't be a disgrace to the daughters of the Mo family.

However, she will only know the truth after she finishes reading the secret letter.

Without batting an eye, Yan tucked the envelope and letter into her sleeve, a perfectly measured blend of sorrow and a smile on her face.

"I see, it was a false alarm. Since we're all family, you two nephews could have simply paid a visit in person. Why... had to meet in this way?"

"Ah."

The mortal Mo Yu let out a disdainful sneer from his nostrils.

Han Li quickly tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to tone it down, then stepped forward, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, and said sincerely:
"We were rash in our actions, please forgive us, Master's wife."

"It's alright, it's alright."

Madam Yan was very satisfied with Han Li's composure and manners.

However, she actually "liked" Mo Yu, who was even stronger and seemed to act in accordance with Han Li's wishes.

For an ambitious and cunning woman like her, a powerful, proud yet somewhat "naive" man is her ideal. He may appear arrogant and unapproachable, but once he's won over, he's practically a razor-sharp blade that obeys her every command.

She sighed, her face filled with sadness and exhaustion.
"Alas, I have read my husband's letter. Ten years have passed since we parted, and I never imagined that we would be separated forever!"
This is a significant matter, and you and the other mistresses need some time to discuss the follow-up arrangements.

"It is already late. Why don't you two rest well at the Mo residence for the night? I will give you a satisfactory answer first thing tomorrow morning."

"Disciple obey!"

Han Li obediently answered, displaying a completely docile demeanor as if he were doing whatever his master's wife asked.

Immediately, Madam Yan summoned two capable female guards and had them lead the two to a superior room to rest.

After the two left, Madam Yan immediately instructed Mo Yuzhu to invite the Second Madam, Madam Li, and the Fifth Madam, Madam Wang, to come and discuss matters.

Soon, the two ladies arrived after hearing the news.

Apart from Madam Jin, the mother of Mo Yuzhu who had already been murdered, the four current leaders of the Mo family are now all present.

They each broke open their own dragon-patterned ring, took out the powder, mixed it with water, and then applied it to the letter paper.

This is why the mortal Mo Yu so readily admitted that Mo Juren was dead.

Mo Juren was indeed a shrewd and cunning man, far more meticulous than the average person.

Years ago, he had made an agreement with his wives that if a letter mentioned the existence of a "secret message," it meant that, most likely, bad news had arrived.

Unfortunately, no matter how meticulous one's plans are, they are ultimately meaningless in the face of a transmigrator with cheat codes.

Soon.

Hidden within the layers of the letter, the truly confidential message slowly emerged under the influence of the medicinal solution.

Four ladies, each with their own unique charm, immediately gathered around.

The content was largely the same as what Fanren Moyu had said before.

Mo Juren explained that he had plotted to harm a cultivator in order to obtain a precious medicine that could cure his chronic illness, but he could not escape the cultivator's plan to perish together with him and was already nearing his end.

In addition, he also pointed out in the letter that both Mo Yu and Han Li were cultivators with a destiny to become immortals.

He explained the rather delicate master-disciple relationship between himself and them. Although the two harbored resentment towards him for his scheming, they still remembered some of the old bond and acknowledged him as their master.

If they can manage to win over one of them, the Mo family can safely weather the current crisis and even have a chance to advance further.

After reading the letter, the four women looked at each other and remained silent.

Apart from the second wife, Madam Liu, who came from a scholarly family and was always unassuming, the other three women were all quickly starting to make their own plans.

the other side.

Led away by two female guards, the mortals Mo Yu and Han Li were taken to two separate rooms, which were in the same courtyard but some distance apart.

"This is the place. If you two young masters are not satisfied with anything, we can change your room. If you have any other requests, please feel free to let us know."

"No need to change it, this is fine."

Han Li marveled at the lavishness and grandeur of the Mo family mansion, then waved away the two female guards, whose eyes held a mixture of curiosity and awe.

From the moment he entered the courtyard, the ordinary person stared blankly into space, seemingly lost in thought, but in reality, he was happily chatting in the group chat.

[Mortal: @QinShiMaster, will that forged secret letter be discovered?]

Qin Shi: Don't worry. I really can't guarantee that the letters will be absolutely clean. But your letter was stained with oil and crumpled up like a mess.

Let alone them, even if Mo Juren himself came back to life, without reading the contents of the letter, he would never be able to distinguish the authenticity from the handwriting and paper.

[Mortal: Then I'm relieved. Thank you so much for your tremendous help this time!]

[Qin Shi: Hehe, it's nothing. When you have the chance later, just help me collect more weapon-refining techniques in your world.]

[Mortal: Definitely! Definitely! I will definitely collect them with all my might!]

Han Li, who was standing to the side, called out to the mortal Mo Yu twice. Seeing that he didn't react, he reached out and shook his shoulder.

"Brother Mo, what are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."

The mortal Mo Yu snapped out of his daze and smiled:

"I wasn't thinking about anything. I was just wondering where we could get the manuals for the eighth level and beyond of the Everlasting Spring Technique."

Han Li's heart sank upon hearing this.

But then, he smiled and punched Mo Yu on the shoulder again:
"Do you think I'll believe you? Aren't you just like that kid Li Feiyu, falling in love?"

"hehe."

The mortal Mo Yu smiled and glanced sideways at Han Li, teasingly saying,
"I wonder who it was that stared wide-eyed at Third Master's wife just now. And now they have the nerve to accuse her of being lovesick?"

When Han Li heard him bring this up, his face flushed red and he quickly changed the subject:
"Well... um! These two rooms are a bit far apart, so how about we sleep in one room? I can sleep on the floor. That way, we can look out for each other at night."

After all, he knew very well how Doctor Mo died.

Considering Doctor Mo's unpredictable methods, who knows if there was anything else fishy going on in that letter?

"No need. If there's any real danger, if we're together, we'll just get wiped out."

The mortal Mo Yu shook his head.

"Moreover, if we act too cautiously at this time and show our weakness, it will only arouse their suspicion more easily."

Han Li thought about it and realized that made sense, so he didn't say anything more.
"Alright. Then I'll have Qu Hun keep watch for us tonight."

(End of this chapter)