Cultivation Quick Transmigration: The Believer Girl is Lacking Money and Morals

Mo Tianhao's shout was quite abrupt and loud.

The sounds of discussion in the study ceased abruptly. Upon hearing Thirteen's shout, Mo Yunyuan, who was sitting in the main seat, instantly darkened his expression and slammed his hand on the table: "Get in here!"

Mo Tianhao, standing outside the door, felt his legs go weak and almost knelt down. He was most afraid of his father, and now that his father was furious, he dared not go in.

But he couldn't run away, so he had to grit his teeth and walk in, trembling as he pushed open the study door.

Seeing that there were several clan elders besides her father inside, she felt even more like crying and didn't dare to lift her head.

Mo Yunyuan looked at him and got angry: "Speak, explain what just happened clearly."

So Mo Tianhao suddenly knelt down and said that his twelfth sister was missing. He had searched everywhere in the courtyard but couldn't find her.

Mo Tianhao's shout was so loud that it was impossible for anyone not to hear it. In less than half an hour, it had spread throughout the entire Mo residence.

Just as the mistress of the house, Su Yueli, was preparing to retire for the night, she heard the report from her trusted maid and nearly choked on her own breath, her vision blurring with anger.

Su Yueli clenched her teeth tightly, feeling a surge of anger rushing to her head. Why did she have to run now of all times?

The bride ran away, how will she explain this to the Lin family? This is absolutely a dereliction of duty on her part as the matriarch of the family!

Su Yueli cursed Mo Chenchen and Aunt Wang a thousand times in her heart in an instant.

Mo Yunyuan was extremely furious.

He never expected that his daughter, who was usually invisible and almost forgotten by him, would cause him such a huge mess at this crucial moment!

This is not just about running away from an arranged marriage; it puts the reputation of the Mo family and the relationship with the Lin family in danger!

"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly!" Mo Yunyuan roared. "Bring that maid, Concubine Wang, and all the servants from the twelve courtyards to the main courtyard! Go and invite Madam here as well!"

The three elders exchanged glances, realizing the seriousness of the situation, and decided not to leave. Mo Yunyuan then sent someone to summon the second and third elders and their spouses.

This matter is no longer just a matter for the eldest son's family; it involves the interests of the entire family and must be discussed and resolved together.

Soon, the main hall was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Xiao west, Aunt Wang, and two other women responsible for cleaning and chores knelt in the middle, trembling.

Su Yueli sat coldly to the left of Mo Yunyuan. People from the second, third, and fifth branches of the family were also present, each with an unpleasant expression.

As for the fourth house, that's more interesting.

Mo Yunhai, the fourth son of the Mo family, is the first person of this generation. His spiritual root is a mutated lightning spiritual root. He is 128 years old this year and has reached the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

His Daoist partner was Lin Wan, who was 228 years old and in the early stage of the Golden Core realm. The two were considered to be in a marriage alliance, but she was rarely at home.

It's hard to say who will marry whom.

Mo Yunyuan's gaze was like a knife as he swept over the kneeling servants: "Speak! What exactly happened to Miss Twelfth? When was the last time you saw her? Who was responsible for her daily needs?"

Xiao west was terrified and confessed everything while crying before any torture could be administered.

Upon hearing this confession, the expressions on everyone's faces in the hall became quite interesting.

It turns out that these maids and servants haven't brought Mo Chenchen a proper meal for three days!

I usually only send food depending on my mood, and it's mostly leftovers.

Withholding monthly allowances and shirking responsibility are commonplace.

Although everyone present knew in their hearts that the servants' neglect was inevitable.

In large families, it is truly survival of the fittest. If you cannot stand on your own two feet, and someone steps in to help you, the servants will only retaliate against you even more severely. This is the norm in large families.

But they never expected that this servant would dare to bully his master to such an extent!

This escape is probably not just because she doesn't want to get married, but more likely because she's starving and can't survive!

Mo Yunyuan trembled with rage, slamming his fist on the coffee table beside him and shattering it: "You bastards! Who gave you the audacity?!"

In his fury, he pressed Mo Chenchen for her monthly allowance.

This question uncovered a shocking secret.

The elder in charge of the family accounts checked the records and saw that Mo Chenchen's monthly allowance and cultivation resources were being distributed to the mistress's courtyard on time, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Mo Yunyuan looked at Su Yueli.

Su Yueli remained calm and said, "Wang Yiniang always collects the monthly allowance and cultivation resources for twelve years on time."

All eyes immediately turned to Aunt Wang, who was kneeling on the ground and only knew how to cry.

The second wife, Liu, couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "Heavens! Could it be... that Concubine Wang is cutting back on her own daughter's expenses?"

Mo Yunyue, from the third branch of the family, also frowned: "This...this is too..."

The people looked at Aunt Wang with disbelief in their eyes.

It's one thing for others to bully me, but how come I can't even rely on my own mother? What kind of life is this?

Mo Yunyuan sternly questioned Aunt Wang: "Speak! What did you do with the twelve's cultivation resources and monthly allowance?!"

Aunt Wang just cried, her shoulders shaking, tears streaming down her face, but she bit her lip tightly and refused to say a word.

What could she say? That she gave half the money to her son, Mo Tianhao, and the other half to support her younger brother?

Seeing Aunt Wang like this, Mo Yunyuan was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged, and he really wanted to slap her to death.

But seeing Thirteen kneeling not far away, she suppressed the thought; she had a son beneath her, and she couldn't kill him.

"Send men to search immediately! Search the entire city! You must find Twelve for me!" Let's find him first. As for these servants, kill them all and throw them out.

The Mo family guards immediately set out, and news of their actions soon returned.

Last night, at a steamed bun shop near the back wall of the Mo family's house, a thief stole four steamed buns from the owner. The owner chased him for several blocks before he finally escaped.

This morning, as soon as the city gates opened, a girl who appeared to be the Twelfth Miss left the city and headed towards the official road, seemingly heading to the "Green Mist Forest".

Upon hearing about the stolen buns, even Su Yueli couldn't help but look at Aunt Wang, who was still crying, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Not even a single spirit pearl?

Is this really something a mother would do? Her daughter was so hungry that she stole food. If word got out, the dignified twelfth young lady of the Mo family would actually steal a bun that costs four spirit pearls?

Wouldn't their Mo family be utterly humiliated?

Not only would outsiders laugh their heads off, but they themselves would want to take their teeth out right now—it's too embarrassing!

"Quickly! Send more men! One team to pursue along the main road, the other to search towards the Green Mist Forest! We must find them alive, or... bring their bodies back!"

Mo Yunyuan spoke through gritted teeth, feeling as if he were being slapped in the face. This was an absolute disgrace. If outsiders knew that his daughter, the head of the Mo family, was so hungry that she had to steal food, he would be utterly humiliated.

Mo Yunyuan's face was ashen, and his chest heaved violently, clearly enraged to the extreme.

His gaze fell on Aunt Wang, then turned to his son, Mo Tianhao.

"From today onwards, Consort Wang is confined to her quarters and is not allowed to leave without my order." This is considered banishing her to the cold palace; she wasn't killed outright only because she has a son.

Aunt Wang looked at the master in disbelief and cried out, "Master, I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I didn't mean to." As she spoke, she crawled to Mo Yunyuan's feet and grabbed his robe.

He was kicked away by Mo Yunyuan and couldn't get up for a long time.

"You're not only toxic, you're also stupid. It's one thing for you to withhold resources, but at least you should provide food. That would at least make you a mother."

"Waaah~~ Master~~ I was wrong."

Mo Tianhao quickly helped his mother up. Fortunately, his father's kick wasn't very strong, otherwise his aunt would have died.