Su Yueli took a deep breath to calm herself down; she needed to extricate herself from the situation first.

"It's my fault for not managing things properly. I was completely unaware that the servants were so disobedient, and I never expected that Aunt Wang would..."

She paused, then continued painfully, "It was my mistake to even embezzle my own daughter's allowance."

Liu, the second wife, was extremely anxious: "Stop talking about this, we need to find them as soon as possible."

She had never gotten along with Su Yueli and was happy to see the eldest branch of the family in disarray, but now it wasn't just a matter for the eldest branch; it was a matter for the entire Mo family.

"Second sister-in-law is right, we must find them quickly. But the Green Mist Forest is not friendly to those without cultivation. It's been almost two days, I'm afraid..."

The meaning behind Zhou's words from the third wife was quite clear: the person was probably in grave danger.

The third master, Mo Yunyue, sighed softly: "The wedding absolutely cannot be canceled. We still have a few days. Let's try to find someone first, and we'll deal with it later if we can't find them."

Even if the young master of the Lin family is crippled, he is still the young master of the Lin family. Even though the Lin family has abandoned him now, he is still a symbol of the Lin family and cannot be trampled on at will.

Even after marriage, she would still be the legal wife in name only.

"Well... if it really doesn't work out, we can marry someone else, okay?" Second wife Liu tentatively suggested.

After these words were spoken, the hall became even quieter.

Who should we replace them with? Besides, which younger generation in the family would be suitable? And if someone with good qualities marries into that family, they'll just be a useless piece of chess.

Even those with four spiritual roots can become an asset to the family and manage the spiritual fields and shops below.

At the very least, it can serve as a marriage alliance.

On the Azure Cloud Continent, the strong are truly respected, and men with great strength can marry wives and concubines, even having three or four wives.

If a woman has high moral character, she can also marry a husband and take servants, having three husbands and four servants.

Many female cultivators with poor spiritual roots, who are stuck at the Foundation Establishment stage and have no hope of advancement, will go to third-, fourth-, or even fifth-level cities to acquire land, marry several handsome men, and enjoy the pleasures of the mortal world until they die of old age.

Large families would always require at least four spiritual roots for intermarriages and taking concubines; no large family would accept someone with five spiritual roots, as it would affect the next generation.

Smaller families would be willing to marry him, but that would render the daughter and son useless and abandoned.

The entire Mo family only has one person with five spiritual roots, Mo Chenchen, who has no future in cultivation. She is used to form a marriage alliance with the Lin family to maintain relations and to obtain a spot in a sect.

Most importantly, they don't mind that she has five spiritual roots, making her the most cost-effective choice.

It's safe to say that there's no one more suitable than her.

Moreover, what would the Lin family think if someone else married into the family? Would they feel humiliated?

He looked at the Grand Elder, who had remained silent. The Grand Elder had white hair and beard and was the most senior and composed member of the Mo family.

The First Elder slowly spoke: "We must continue searching, whether alive or dead. The Twelfth Miss is the most useful to the Mo family."

He paused, his voice lowering, "If... then we can only consider a substitution."

Liu, the second wife, glanced at him and said, "Why don't we send Wei'er from my maternal family? Wei'er is fourteen this year, she's reached the right age."

She was really scheming; the abacus beads were practically jumping off her face. Her idea was that if the person who took her place was from the second branch of the family, shouldn't the second branch also receive the thousand high-grade spirit stones?

The scene fell silent for a moment.

"This matter...can be discussed later!" Mo Yunyuan ultimately did not make a decision immediately.

Aunt Wang was confined to her room and spent her days in tears.

Mo Tianhao looked at his mother with complicated emotions. He knew his mother favored him, but he never expected her to be so biased that she would drive his sister to the brink of despair.

He was an accomplice himself. He didn't think about it. He just saw that the other sisters were all glamorous and beautiful, while his own sister was always drab and dull, like a sparrow.

"Mother, where exactly did you put my sister's monthly allowance?" Mo Tianhao couldn't help but ask.

Aunt Wang just cried and still refused to say anything.

Part of that money did indeed go to support her son, but she secretly saved the rest and sent it to her good-for-nothing brother in her own family... How could she dare to say that?

Mo Chenchen didn't know exactly how the Mo and Lin families resolved their differences; she had simply fallen asleep and lost track of time.

Waking up from a deep sleep, Mo Chenchen was completely dazed. She didn't have a watch, and there was no day or night in the space; it was always bright, so she didn't know how long she had been asleep.

The only thing I knew was that it had been a long time, because my stomach had started to protest.

He picked up the last bun from the grass and ate it, then ran to the well and drank a lot of well water before he finally came back to life.

Entering the small bamboo house, I picked up the book "The Reincarnation Manual" on the table and flipped through it at random. Inside were colorful pictures, some ancient, some modern, some technological, and some dilapidated.

These should be small worlds, but unfortunately you can't choose which world to go to; it's all random and depends on luck.

In the world of cultivation, there has always been a term called "opportunity," which is simply called luck.

Luck is also a form of ability, no doubt about it.

I took the book, went up to the second floor, pushed open the door, and with a creak, the door slowly opened.

It's just an ordinary little bamboo house, with nothing inside, not even a futon, just one window, and the whole place is about 60 square meters.

Mo Chenchen looked left and right, and finally found a corner, sat cross-legged against the bamboo wall, and slowly opened the book that was on her lap.

A soft light spilled from the book, enveloping Mo Chenchen within it.

Before losing consciousness, Mo Chenchen was still thinking that with the strength she gained from eating a steamed bun, she should be fine after going hungry for two days... right?

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