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

Mo Yuntian's gaze darted incredulously between the people outside the courtyard and Bai Rongling's face. He muttered, "Changyi? How come there are two Changyis?"

Bai Rongling's pupils suddenly contracted.

Yu Luoning also tensed up immediately, staring at the newcomer with a wary expression.

Well, this is going to be a real showdown between the real and fake Monkey Kings.

The newcomer stopped outside the courtyard gate. The man was dressed in the same cloth as Bai Rongling, and their appearances were exactly the same. The woman standing behind him was dressed like Yu Luoning as Mo Feiniang, like twin sisters.

An awkward silence fell over the room.

The man outside looked at Bai Rongling and Yu Luoning in the courtyard with extreme anger on his face.

He shouted, "Father, I'm back! What's going on? Who are they?"

As he spoke, the man pointed at Yu Luoning and said sternly, "And you, you are not my wife at all. My wife is right beside me."

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Mo Yuntian was completely dumbfounded. He grabbed his hair and looked helplessly at his son and daughter-in-law on the left, then at his son and daughter-in-law on the right.

Two Changyi, two Shuang'er, which one is the real one?

Bai Rongling's amber eyes were somewhat dark. She immediately transmitted her voice, "This is not an illusion formed from obsession. The one on the other side is probably a body-snatcher. He finally couldn't hold back anymore."

Yu Luoning nodded and replied telepathically, "It seems that our company these past few days has almost completely awakened Mo Yuntian's soul. He was anxious, so he transformed into another couple, Mo Changyi and his wife, based on our appearance."

Outside the courtyard, the imposter Changyi roared, "Father, they are imposters, evil spirits! I am your real son, Changyi!"

As he roared, Mo Yuntian clutched his head, his expression pained.

The entire courtyard began to shake violently, and the thick black fog that had receded by hundreds of feet returned in a flash.

"grandfather."

Little Mofei rubbed his red eyes and walked out of the house. He was immediately stunned by the two identical pairs of parents in the yard, and his little brain buzzed.

"Grandpa, how...how come I have two fathers and two mothers?"

Mo Yuntian was in a state of mental confusion and had no idea how to explain it.

Just as he was about to break down, Yu Luoning's gaze sharpened.

He said to Xiao Mofei, "Xiao Mofei, look, Grandpa is sick now and can't tell who his real father and mother are. What about you? Can you tell?"

Xiao Mofei blinked his big eyes, looked at the gentle Yu Luoning in front of him and the aloof Bai Rongling beside him, and then turned his head to look at the couple outside the courtyard.

The little guy scratched his head and suddenly exclaimed, "Feifei has a way! Grandpa loves me the most, and Daddy and Mommy know Grandpa's heart best!"

He asked in a childish voice with a serious expression, "I'm asking you all, what does my grandpa usually call me the most? Whoever can answer that is the real father and mother."

Upon hearing Xiao Mofei's words, Mo Yuntian's unfocused eyes finally cleared.

He lowered his hands from his head, overjoyed, "Yes, whoever can answer that is the real one."

As he finished speaking, Mo Yuntian narrowed his eyes, a hint of killing intent flashing deep within his pupils.

Outside the courtyard, the couple's expressions froze on their faces; they looked flustered.

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Yu Luoning stepped forward and said, "Hey you over there, don't say we didn't give you a chance. Please go first."

The fake Mo Changyi's throat moved, and after stammering for a long time, he finally spoke, "Your grandfather usually calls you Xiao... Mo Fei."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Luoning interrupted him.

"Wrong. My dad always calls my son incredibly affectionately, always calling him his 'darling grandson.' Not only that, I could say even more, like, 'At what age did Xiao Mofei stop wetting the bed?'"

"So, you're fake."

Upon hearing this, the man and woman outside the courtyard twisted their expressions, their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.

Xiao Mofei rubbed his head a little embarrassedly.

He muttered to himself, "Mommy, Feifei is three years old now and still wets the bed. How do you know when I'll stop wetting the bed?"

Yu Luoning glanced down at him, smiling without saying a word.

How could she not know? In reality, Mo Fei once got drunk and blurted out that he had wet the bed until he was six years old. Afraid of being scolded, he secretly swapped the wet blanket with his grandfather.

"That's enough!"

Seeing their disguise fall apart, the two people outside the courtyard stopped pretending and their faces turned into black mist.

A series of eerie, cacophonous laughs echoed from within the black mist. "So what if you answered correctly? Mo Yuntian's soul has long since withered away. He can't wake up. He can only cling to this ridiculous obsession. I'll slowly devour it."

Before he finished speaking, swirling black mist swept towards the courtyard.

The courtyard, Mo Yuntian's last psychological defense, was on the verge of collapse under the violent impact.

Yu Luoning and Bai Rongling exchanged a glance, then transformed into streaks of light and rushed towards each other.

In the world of consciousness, cultivators cannot use physical magical artifacts and weapons in reality; they can only unleash the power of their divine soul.

Bai Rongling forced his way in, but his soul was only a wisp of divine thought, making it difficult for him to make a move. Just as a dark blade was about to reach Bai Rongling's neck, Yu Luoning rushed towards him without hesitation and used her body to block the attack for him.

Bai Rongling's pupils contracted slightly as she looked at Yu Luoning.

Yu Luoning pulled the blade from his chest, stood up straight, and summoned the First Phoenix True Fire.

In an instant, a huge and beautiful phoenix phantom appeared behind her, carrying a violent aura as it rushed towards the black mist filling the sky.

Wherever it passed, the black mist turned to ashes.

Bai Rongling stared at the dazzling flames before her, her clear, cold pupils trembling slightly, a hint of shock flashing across them.

The true phoenix bloodline? Wasn't it extinct?

At this moment, the possessor, who had been severely injured by the true fire, screamed repeatedly. In the last moment before dissipating, he stared intently at the phoenix phantom behind Yu Luoning and let out an incredulous scream.

"Phoenix True Fire, it's the bloodline of the phoenix! Found it! I've been searching for so long, and it's all in you!"

With a loud bang, the black mist was completely burned away by the real fire and vanished without a trace.

As the possessor collapsed, the rolling leaden clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing rays of golden sunlight.

Amidst the firelight, Mo Yuntian stood quietly in the center of the courtyard.

He looked down at the little Mofei beside him, which was slowly becoming transparent. The confusion in his eyes dissipated, and his eyes regained their usual clarity.

Looking at Yu Luoning and Bai Rongling standing side by side, a smile appeared on his face.

The cozy family of three before him was nothing more than a delusional illusion fueled by his persistent obsession.

His real, living grandson, Mo Fei, had long since left his impoverished family, joined the Dongbao Sect, and become his pride.

"Thank you, children."

Mo Yuntian let out a long sigh and bowed slightly to the two of them.

As the obsession dissipated, the surrounding illusion vanished as starlight.

A moment of darkness passed, and the two opened their eyes at the same time.

Yu Luoning was still a little dazed.

Especially since the memories in one's sea of ​​consciousness have not yet faded, one will remain in the illusion.

So she instinctively shouted it out.

"My husband."

The worst thing is when the air suddenly goes quiet.