Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

Yu Luoning suppressed her doubts, smiled, and sat down. She then personally poured wine for Mo Yuntian, saying, "Senior has a truly excellent memory. That jade buckle did indeed help us a lot."

She deliberately went along with what the other person was saying. If the real Mo Yuntian had heard this, he would have pointed it out, but the person in front of her nodded.

"Senior Mo, do you still remember what you said to us when you gave us the jade buckle? I still remember it vividly to this day."

The air was silent for a moment.

Mo Yuntian's hand holding the wine cup paused slightly, and he said with a slight shift in his gaze, "I'm getting old, and my memory isn't what it used to be..."

At this moment, Bai Rongling's eyes had changed, and Cui Xiu had begun to seal off the entire space.

Yu Luoning slowly put down her wine glass, the smile fading from her face, and said, "Although Senior Mo is old, he never forgets anything related to his grandson."

Moreover, on that day in the Primordial Chaos Secret Realm, what you gave us was never a jade clasp, but a high-level talisman.

Yu Luoning's voice suddenly turned cold, "Who... exactly are you?"

After Yu Luoning finished speaking, the fake Mo Yuntian in front of him laughed heartily. He didn't want to escape at all, but instead sat there leisurely pouring himself a drink.

"Great, we've finally found it."

Mo Fei was agitated, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was trembling with anger.

He glared hysterically at the monster before him, which was inhabiting his grandfather's body and possessing his beloved relative's flesh, and screamed, "You evil spirit, get out of my grandfather's body! Get out!"

The fake Mo Yuntian glanced at him, his eyes full of disgust and contempt. "You piece of trash, I've been playing along with your old act of grandparent-grandchild affection these past few days, it's truly disgusting."

Every time you see me, you either ask for spirit stones or magical treasures. No wonder your grandfather was so easily possessed by me; he's probably already mentally exhausted and longing for liberation.

The fake Mo Yuntian snorted coldly and continued, "An exhausted old man, single-handedly supporting the entire family. Below him are just a bunch of incompetent fools. Do you think he's not tired? Do you think he doesn't want to run away?"

Mo Fei's voice stopped abruptly; these words struck him like a heavy hammer blow to the heart.

Mo Fei's lips moved, but all his anger turned into guilt. He couldn't utter a single word, and tears streamed down his face.

"Grandpa, I was wrong. Please come back... I promise I'll never be a jerk again..."

Mo Fei cried uncontrollably, his voice hoarse, which moved Yu Luoning, who was standing beside him, and she also thought of her relatives whom she would never see again.

"Shut up!"

Yu Luoning flicked her wrist, bringing the longsword even closer to the fake Mo Yuntian.

She said coldly, "Nonsense! You demon, you possess other people's bodies and harm them, yet you speak so self-righteously!"

The fake Mo Yuntian sneered repeatedly, showing no fear whatsoever. He even flicked Yu Luoning's sword tip with his hand and then pointed provocatively at his own chest.

"Want to kill me? Come on then, stab me here. Anyway, if I'm annihilated, this old thing in my body will be buried with me... If you've got the guts, then try it!"

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Yu Luoning frowned, and in the end, he could only sheathe his longsword and summon the Immortal Binding Rope to tightly bind the man to the chair.

She turned her head to look beside her, "Cui Xiu, do you have any ideas?"

Cui Xiu's divine sense surged out and swept over the fake Mo Yuntian. After a moment, he shook his head. "The two souls are tightly intertwined. If you kill him, the other one will also die."

They were caught in a dilemma.

Everyone fell silent. Mo Fei slumped to the ground, his face filled with despair.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Bai Rongling, who had been standing quietly to the side, slowly stepped forward.

He spoke in a cool, clear voice, "My Bai family has a soul-guiding technique; perhaps we can give it a try."

Mo Fei, who had been in despair, suddenly looked up, his eyes bursting with hope. He scrambled over and kowtowed repeatedly to Bai Rongling.

"Young Master Bai, please save my grandfather. If you can save him, I, Mo Fei, will serve you like a slave and do whatever you ask."

Beneath the veil, Bai Rongling remained unmoved, her eyes even bordering on indifference.

He has never been a particularly helpful philanthropist. The only reason he stepped forward was because Mo Fei was Yu Luoning's friend, and Yu Luoning was Cui Xiu's darling.

Now that his own life is in Cui Xiu's hands, he naturally has to give him face.

"Get up, let me try first," Bai Rongling said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he formed a complex and profound hand seal with his hands, and strands of pure white spiritual energy overflowed from his palms and slowly drifted into the space between the eyebrows of the fake Mo Yuntian.

However, just as the soul-guiding technique was about to reach the depths of the soul-searching, the white light suddenly dissipated, and the secret technique was forced to stop.

Bai Rongling swayed.

Seeing this, Cui Xiu quickly helped him up.

Bai Rongling was somewhat surprised, her gaze deep and unfathomable.

After a moment, he regained his composure, his voice deepening, "Senior Mo's original soul is far too weak and has fallen into a deep slumber, impossible to awaken. It seems that someone must personally enter his sea of ​​consciousness to forcibly awaken his soul."

"Holy crap!" Yu Luoning and Mo Fei exclaimed almost in unison.

Cui Xiu frowned and immediately objected when she heard that Yu Luoning wanted to take the lead.

Each person's sea of ​​consciousness is like their own private secret realm, and intruders are easily resisted and rejected by the master.

In severe cases, it can damage the soul of an intruder, causing permanent harm to the intruder.

"If anyone's going, it's me. You're not allowed to take any risks."

Bai Rongling, however, poured cold water on his enthusiasm.

"Your Excellency cannot go there; this Senior Mo's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm."

Now we must delve into his sea of ​​consciousness. The cultivator's cultivation level cannot be too high or too low. If the cultivation level is too low, they cannot awaken him and are easily devoured by the evil spirit. If the cultivation level is too high, his fragile sea of ​​consciousness simply cannot withstand the enormous divine sense.

If they were to force their way in, Senior Mo would likely perish on the spot. Therefore, cultivators of the same level would be the best option.

Yu Luoning nodded knowingly.

She happened to be at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, the same level as Mo Yuntian.

Moreover, Cui Xiu is the best in the world; with Cui Xiu here, she has nothing to fear.

This is the confidence she gained from having the mountains behind her.

Mo Fei, standing to the side, was already sobbing uncontrollably.

He clutched at Yu Luoning's clothes, choking back tears.

"Sister Ning, I owe you so much more and more. Please help me... save my grandfather. I will acknowledge you as my boss and repay you by doing anything for you."

Seeing his disheveled appearance, Yu Luoning patted him on the shoulder and said, "Friends don't need to say such formal things. You stay here and wait for my news."

After saying that, she took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged in front of the fake Mo Yuntian.

Bai Rongling raised her hand again.

Yu Luoning closed her eyes, letting her soul be guided by Bai Rongling's spell, slowly sinking into Mo Yuntian's sea of ​​consciousness.

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