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

A moment of silence fell over the air as the two remained speechless.

Yu Luoning suppressed the strange emotions in her heart and pointed to the small courtyard, asking, "Where is this?"

Bai Rongling: "It should be this senior's core self."

Yu Luoning sighed, "I understand what you mean. If this is where Senior Mo summons the soul, how can we ensure he takes control and expel the possessor's soul?"

Bai Rongling shook her head slightly: "I don't know either. Perhaps we need to rekindle his will to live."

The will to survive?

Yu Luoning silently repeated the sentence.

A sudden thought flashed through her mind, and she said, "For this Master Sun, the most important person is his grandson, Mo Fei."

"Grandpa Sun Bao?"

"He loves his grandson more than his own life."

Bai Rongling scoffed, not believing it.

Just as the two were talking, the bamboo gate of the courtyard creaked open slowly.

A toddler, about two or three years old, peeked out cautiously.

This little child was dressed rather casually, with two small green dragons hanging from the tip of his nose.

Looking at the two of them, the little child grinned innocently and said happily, "Daddy, Mommy, you're finally back?"

"..."

Yu Luoning and Bai Rongling both froze. Before they could react, the little child turned around and cried out at the top of his lungs, "Grandpa, Grandpa, my dad and mom are back!"

Before they finished speaking, a memory imbued with spirituality suddenly flooded into their minds.

In the blink of an eye, the clothes the two wore changed, and even their faces underwent subtle changes.

Yu Luoning opened her arms, her face filled with disbelief as she looked at the unfamiliar palms.

She subconsciously looked up and saw that Bai Rongling, who was standing to the side, had also transformed into a strange man.

Upon closer inspection, her eyebrows and eyes bear a striking resemblance to Mo Fei's.

Yu Luoning blinked, pointed at him, and asked, "How did you suddenly appear out of nowhere?"

Bai Rongling lowered her eyes and glanced at Yu Luoning, a very unnatural look flashing in her eyes. She said coldly, "We must have fallen into the obsession illusion that evolved from the depths of this senior's memories. Only by following his obsession and accepting these two identities can we successfully enter and awaken him."

"So now it's... role-playing?" Yu Luoning raised an eyebrow.

Bai Rongling nodded.

Yu Luoning suddenly realized and whispered, "I seem to have a little more memory in my mind. It's about Senior Mo's daughter-in-law, that is, Mo Fei's mother."

So… I'm playing his mother now, and you're playing Murphy… his father?”

Bai Rongling was silent for two seconds, leaving behind a cold profile, "It's only temporary."

Yu Luoning chuckled.

Well, now the generational hierarchy has changed again.

She's been promoted to Mo Fei's mother, and Bai Rongling has become his father?

Yu Luoning joked, "Congratulations, you've gained another good son."

Bai Rongling ignored her.

Yu Luoning chuckled.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from the courtyard.

Little Mo Fei, holding Mo Yuntian's hand, ran out quickly. "Grandpa, look, my parents really are back!"

Xiao Mofei smiled, his eyes crinkling. He looked at the two of them, his face full of happiness, and said in a loud voice, "From now on, Feifei will have parents too. A child with parents is no longer a child no one wants."

The entire courtyard suddenly fell silent for a moment, and Yu Luoning was stunned for a while.

She stared blankly at the child who looked almost exactly like Mo Fei, and suddenly realized that Mo Fei had never had parents since he was a child? No wonder Senior Mo spoiled him so much.

Mo Yuntian looked at the two of them, his gaze trembling slightly. He stared blankly at the two standing outside the courtyard gate, his eyes filled with the excitement of a long-awaited reunion.

At this moment, he was just an old father, anxiously awaiting the return of his son and daughter-in-law from their long journey.

"Quick...come in quickly!"

As he entered, the yellow halo that had been blocking the courtyard rippled outwards like waves.

The courtyard gate opened, and Yu Luoning lightly lifted her foot, smoothly crossing the boundary line that would normally stir one's soul.

Clearly, the world here did not repel them, which means that they have initially gained the approval of Mo Yuntian's obsession.

They were able to delve into the core of his memory as his son and daughter-in-law.

As soon as the two stepped into the courtyard, Xiao Mofei pounced over like a happy goose and grabbed Yu Luoning's leg tightly.

Yu Luoning felt slightly uncomfortable and lowered her eyes to look at the little guy's curious and affectionate face.

At this moment, the little green dragon on the child's face was gone, and his face looked as if it had just been washed, clean and tidy.

Yu Luoning felt a little awkward, but looking at this miniature version of Mo Fei, she couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart.

So this kid was such a pitiful little thing, longing for family affection when he was young.

Yu Luoning squatted down and held the child in her arms. The little guy was chubby and not too heavy.

Yu Luoning lowered her voice, mimicking a gentle mother's tone, and asked with a smile, "Has Xiao Feifei been listening to Grandpa at home?"

Xiao Mofei immediately felt awkward and blushed.

He rubbed his fingers together, nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling, "Yes, I was obedient. If you don't believe me, Mother... ask Grandpa!"

After saying that, he turned his head somewhat guiltily and pleaded with Mo Yuntian, "Grandpa, tell me quickly, have I been good?"

Mo Yuntian laughed heartily and stepped forward to gently stroke the top of Xiao Mofei's head.

He said indulgently, "Yes, yes, our little Mo Fei is the most obedient child in the world."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Mofei proudly raised his little head.

As they talked, the group walked into the house in a lively atmosphere, but Bai Rongling, who was standing in the corner, seemed out of place.

He looked at Yu Luoning, who was quickly embracing the role of a mother, and paused for a moment, seemingly lost in thought.

Mo Yuntian, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped and looked back at his youngest son who was lagging behind. Seeing his cold, wooden face and distant gaze, he sighed.

He turned back, patted Bai Rongling on the shoulder, and sighed, "Changyi, after so many years of traveling around, you've become quite estranged from your family."

As Mo Yuntian finished asking his question, Yu Luoning keenly noticed that the grayish-blue darkness that had been blocked outside the courtyard had silently climbed up the door frame, and even a wisp of black mist had slipped in through the bamboo gaps.

Yu Luoning knew things were going badly.

This illusion is maintained entirely by Mo Yuntian's perception. Once Mo Yuntian becomes suspicious and realizes that the person in front of him is not his biological son, his obsession will collapse, and the black mist outside will instantly engulf this place.

She quickly picked up Xiao Mofei and returned to Bai Rongling's side, saying casually, "Father, Changyi is just feeling nervous about returning home. We've been traveling and suffering a lot these past years, and we almost couldn't come back several times. He's always thinking about you and the child, and the closer we get to home, the less he knows how to start the conversation."

Upon hearing this, the doubt in Mo Yuntian's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by deep heartache.

"It's tough on you all. The Mo family needs to establish itself among the many powerful families, and it all depends on your hard work and struggle outside."

"It's all for the family," Yu Luoning said sincerely, adding, "Father, you're the one who's working so hard taking care of Xiaobao for us."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist in the crack of the door receded like a tide.

Bai Rongling turned her head and watched Yu Luoning handle the situation with ease, her expression extremely uncomfortable.

The three-year-old in my arms doesn't look heavy, but my arms inevitably get sore after holding him for a while.

Yu Luoning shifted her gaze slightly, raised her chin slightly, and unceremoniously stuffed Xiao Mofei into Bai Rongling's arms.

Bai Rongling froze completely. He had never held a child in his life.

Her hands stiffly supported her little bottom, not daring to exert any force; her posture was extremely awkward.

Seeing his expression as if he were holding a hot potato, Yu Luoning couldn't help but laugh and said, "Little Bao's dad, do you think what I just said is right? You're getting nervous about returning home."

Bai Rongling's Adam's apple bobbed as he looked at Mo Yuntian and nodded stiffly.

He barely managed to squeeze out a few words, "Father...Father, you...have worked so hard."