Three days later, in the Mo clan.
Mo Qing Wu's small body was curled up on the steps in front of the door. Her two small hands were supporting her cheeks as she stared blankly at the empty space in front of her. In her arms, a worn-out scabbard was quietly nestled in her arms.
"Sigh …" The little girl sighed sadly. At such a young age, her sigh was heavy and full of vicissitudes of life.
During this period of time, Mo Qing Wu felt that the whole world had changed.
Everything, everything, everything in the past was now unrecognizable.
The elixirs used for cultivation had obviously dropped by dozens of levels! As for the priceless purple crystals used for cultivation, she couldn't even get a single piece now.
In the past, the elders of the clan would often come to see her and urge her on her cultivation progress. Then, they would coax her with a satisfied smile for a while before leaving in satisfaction. Now, not a single person came.
In the past, when her father saw her, he would always pick her up and happily lift her up in the air, laughing heartily. But now … she hadn't spoken to her father for a few months.
Even if they met, it was only twice in a hurry. Whenever her father saw her, he would always sigh. And then leave. As if he was running away from something. Over time, Mo Qing Wu's little heart became colder and colder …
Father doesn't like me anymore! Because my Three Yin Meridian is crippled!
But, with my Three Yin Meridian crippled, am I no longer his daughter? Am I no longer father's Xiao Wu? Why?
Is the Three Yin Meridian so important? Is it more important than a daughter?
The clan's power, the clan's power … a person who can't contribute to the clan in terms of martial arts, is there no value at all?
I have no value at all?
Mo Qingwu asked herself softly in her heart. Big drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
I don't want much, I just want my father to hug me, I want my father to kiss me … I want to laugh in my parents' arms for a while, no, even cry for a while, I just want to feel a warm embrace.
But now, no one is willing to hug me …
Or maybe I'm no longer useful in the clan?
Thinking of the conversation between her father and mother that she overheard that day, Mo Qing Wu suddenly felt sad.
"Xiao Wu is now … Aren't you going to comfort her? She's so young, how can she bear it? "Mother's reproachful voice.
"Even if you can't bear it, you still have to bear it." His father's voice let out a long sigh. "No one can bear falling from the peak. But if she couldn't accept it now, she wouldn't be able to accept it when she grew up. Therefore, she must learn to accept it. I'm afraid that comforting her now will only harm her … "
"Then … is there really no hope for Xiao Wu's fiance?"
"…" Her father sighed deeply and said, "Let's wait and see. If any family comes to propose marriage …"
Her mother started sobbing. Her sobs were filled with sorrow for her daughter's future …
"If any family comes to propose marriage …" Mo Qing Wu was young, but she had grown up in a big clan. So, how could she not understand the meaning of this sentence?
Am I going to be reduced to a tool for those clans to form alliances through marriage?
From that moment on, Mo Qing Wu's heart had truly turned cold!
Second Brother didn't come to see me anymore. He had constantly sent people from the Cang Lan Battlefront to deliver small gifts and toys … Now, Mo Qing Wu's bedroom was filled with those little things.
But that's not what I want! That's not it! All I want is kinship!
Mo Qing Wu's heart was screaming. She was incomparably miserable.
All the things that Mo Tian Ji had sent over had been thrown into a corner by her like a pair of worn-out shoes.
"Perhaps, in this world, there is only one person who still cares about me and still likes me, regardless of what I have become …" Mo Qing Wu hugged the scabbard in her arms and gently pressed her delicate little face against the worn-out scabbard …
"Scabbard, you know, don't you?" Mo Qing Wu murmured in a low voice, "Only Big Brother Chu Yang truly likes me. He truly doesn't dislike me …"
"When I met Brother Chu Yang, my Three Yin Meridian was already crippled. I didn't know at that time, but Brother Chu Yang played with me every day and told me stories every day. He even gave me a saber …" Looking at them, I knew that the saber was very, very good … "
"Hmph, that was given to me by Brother Chu Yang. My saber made them break their heads to snatch it … "Mo Qing Wu smiled proudly. But, her tears flowed down along with her smile," Do you know that the saber that you shed all pretenses of cordiality to snatch was only a toy that Elder Brother Chu Yang gave me? "
"Brother Chu Yang, I miss you so much …" Mo Qing Wu looked at the empty space in front of her and said weakly, "I don't want to stay here anymore … I don't like here, although this is my home …"
"Miss, it's cold outside, let's go inside." A maid walked over softly.
"Okay." Zhen Qing Wu wiped her tears and stood up with the scabbard in her arms. Her little face became expressionless again. Mo Qing Wu's experience during this period of time had greatly changed her state of mind.
Since no one cares about me and no one cares about me, even if I want to cry, I won't let anyone see it. Even if I'm sad, I'll only be sad in my heart.
I won't let you see me as a joke!
I'll only cry when I see Brother Chu Yang …
The atmosphere in the Mo Clan was somewhat gloomy these days. Cang Lan Battlefront had undergone drastic changes. The martial arts training ground of the major clans was in turmoil during this period of time.
The seal had cracked open!
Cang Lan Battlefront was filled with all kinds of spirit beasts. The territory was vast, and the pelts and cores of the spirit beasts were very popular goods.
Moreover, Cang Lan Battlefront was a place similar to the wilderness. Humans couldn't live in it. Therefore, every time they entered it, they would rush out after obtaining what they needed.
The major sources of income for the major clans basically came from there. Cang Lan Battlefront was also the best testing ground for the martial arts of the younger generation of the clans. As long as the younger generation didn't go deep into Cang Lan Battlefront, they could challenge and kill ordinary spirit beasts. Not only could they hone their martial arts, they could also earn income and increase the clan's foundation.
It was also the best place for the younger generation to make a name for themselves!
Of course, this place had been abandoned for tens of thousands of years. There were also countless spirit herbs inside. And these spirit herbs were also things that the clans longed for …
But recently, the seal had cracked open! No one would have thought that when the seal cracked open this time, the Three Stars Divine Clan would come out from inside!
Ten thousand years ago, they were the mortal enemies of mankind!
After the Three Stars Divine Clan came out, they occupied a large area. Then, they used their innate talent to urge the spirit beasts to form one area after another within Cang Lan Battlefront. Everyone minded their own business.
But once a human entered, they would rise up and attack him!
This was equivalent to the originally unorganized and undisciplined spirit beasts transforming into a 'well-trained army'!
And these areas were gradually expanding. So far, there was a faint momentum of expanding beyond Cang Lan Battlefront! For the major clans of the Lower Heavens, this was absolutely unbearable!
Therefore, after New Year's Eve, the major clans held on for a period of time. Without prior consultation, they issued a mobilization order and a summon order. They ordered the people outside to immediately rush back to Cang Lan Battlefront …
Lower Three Heavens, Great Zhao Prefecture City.
Chu Yang and Gu Du Xing were nestled in a place. They hadn't moved for a long time. Both of them were digesting the results of this trip.
Gu Du Xing's cultivation had broken through to fourth grade Revered Sword Artist two days ago! He had taken another solid step forward.
And Chu Yang didn't let him go either. Calamity Sword. After robbing the Great Zhao Imperial Palace, Calamity Sword had absorbed the residual medicinal efficacy in his meridians. Unexpectedly, it had made him advance rapidly and broke through to first grade Revered Martial Artist!
Even though the sword spirit was trying to suppress it, the sword tip and sword edge seemed to have something to rely on. It madly rushed forward. By the time the sword spirit had succeeded in stopping it, Chu Yang was already a first grade Revered Martial Artist.
The sword spirit wanted to cry but had no tears to shed.
And the residual medicinal efficacy was too much …
The place where the two lived was not far from Heaven Reaching Tower. Therefore, they could completely see the movements of Heaven Reaching Tower.
The major clans didn't find anything in the ruins of Golden Horse Riders Department. As expected, they found the Cheng Xiang Residence.
The conditions were:
Mo Clan: As long as the Prime Minister can make Golden Horse Riders Department hand over the sword, we will do whatever we want …
Ao Clan: As long as the Prime Minister can make Golden Horse Riders Department hand over the sword, we will do whatever we want …
Xie Clan: As long as …
Li Clan: As long as …
Tu Clan: As long as …
Ou Clan: As long as …
Of course, they all spoke in unison: As long as Prime Minister Diwu doesn't make Golden Horse Riders Department hand over the sword, we will do whatever we want …
For the first time in his life, Diwu Qing Rou tasted the feeling of being 'badly battered'.
Ao Clan, Mo Clan, and Xie Clan were easier to deal with. Their words were softer. However, Tu Clan was unreasonable. Tu Qian Hao lived in the Prime Minister's Residence, and said, "If you don't give it to me, I won't leave!"
As for Li Xiong Tu, he commanded his King Level Experts to compare notes with Golden Horse Riders Department every day. He said, "Compare notes, just once!
Well, if you don't give it to me, then I will beat you until you give it to me. "
Diwu Qing Rou wouldn't have cared if it was an ordinary person. He would've directly ordered them to be expelled, locked up, or killed. However, these people were the treasures of the three great clans. They weren't ordinary people …
How could Prime Minister Diwu endure this?
He urged Jing Meng Hun more than once, "It's best to quickly find that sword, and then throw it out! Let them fight amongst themselves, and do whatever they want … "
However, Jing Meng Hun was depressed, "Where can I find that sword?"
Jing Yu Master was also very anxious. In fact, he had to swallow his anger and gather his subordinates. He couldn't blame the other party for destroying his headquarters. Instead, he had to help them find the sword.
However, the small hill was turned over and over again. Almost every stone was knocked open, and turned into powder. The entire hill was flattened, and then turned into a big pit. The pit got deeper and deeper, but they still couldn't find the sword.
So much so that this place became a fertile field in the end. There was no other place where the soil was more delicate and fertile than this place …
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