Chen Zi and Wang Yinru looked at Mo Wen strangely. What had this guy done to make this young lady treat him as a liar?
Dongfang Yi looked at Wang Shuyi in surprise. Did this young lady know Mo Wen from before?
"Quickly call me Uncle Mo. If it wasn't for your Uncle Mo, you would have lost your life long ago."
Wang Yuan's face was cold as he glared at his daughter. He had a lot of resentment in his heart. Going to England was such a big thing and they didn't inform him beforehand. He only knew about it after he contracted the Grim Reaper's terminal illness and informed his family. It scared him and his mother half to death.
At this moment, Wang Shuyi slowly came back to her senses. She gradually realized that she seemed to have contracted the terminal illness in England. Her condition worsened and she fell into a deep coma.
Why was she here when she woke up? Shouldn't she be in the quarantine area of the hospital?
Moreover, she felt that she was full of energy and her mind was clear. Her Qi and blood were vigorous. She didn't look like someone who was sick at all.
"You saved me?" Wang Shuyi looked at Mo Wen in shock. She was not stupid. Sometimes she was very smart. She immediately realized that it was this young man in front of her who saved her. Her father had made it very clear just now.
"You are the person who can cure the Grim Reaper's terminal illness. The patients in that hospital were all cured by you? No wonder … no wonder … I should have thought about it long ago. If Director Han had the ability to cure the Grim Reaper's terminal illness, he wouldn't have waited until now … "
Wang Shuyi was suddenly enlightened. She finally understood who the person who cured so many Grim Reaper's terminal illnesses was. She could understand many things after connecting them to what happened before.
However, she never dreamed that it would be this young man.
"Since you know how scary the Grim Reaper's terminal illness is, you still put yourself in danger. This is not only irresponsible to yourself but also to your parents," Mo Wen said plainly.
As a nurse in the First Military Hospital, Wang Shuyi naturally knew how scary the Grim Reaper's terminal illness was. Once infected with this illness, death was almost certain. If it was someone else, he wouldn't have bothered to say much. However, Wang Shuyi was Wang Yuan's daughter and was considered his junior. He only gave her a few words of advice. Not all the time could be so lucky to get out of danger. If Wang Yuan hadn't coincidentally found this place, Wang Shuyi would most likely have been in danger.
Wang Shuyi pouted. This young man was so young, but he spoke like an elder. He really treated her as an uncle.
"Did you hear what your Uncle Mo said? Your mother is still heartbroken and tears wash her face every day. Even if you don't think for yourself, can't you think for your parents? "Wang Yuan glared at Wang Shuyi.
Wang Shuyi didn't dare to ignore her father's reprimand. She lowered her head and said with grievance, "I know." Thinking that her mother was sad for her at home, she felt very sad.
After that, Mo Wen arranged a bedchamber for Wang Yuan and his daughter. Wang Shuyi had just recovered from a long illness, so her body was still very weak. She needed a good rest.
Wang Yuan was worried about his wife at home, so he prepared to return to the main space first to tell her the good news so that she would not be too sad. However, Mo Wen stopped him. He could just send someone from the Ming Palace to deliver a letter to Madam Wang. They had not seen each other for decades, so he wanted to catch up with her.
The three of them ate and drank to their heart's content on the peak of the snowy mountain. Decades passed in the blink of an eye. Wang Yuan and Dongfang Yi gradually grew old, but Mo Wen remained the same. Those classmates, friends, and acquaintances from back then were all past the middle of the year. As time passed, there would no longer be any intersection between his worlds.
Wang Yuan and Dongfang Yi seemed to realize that it was very likely that this would be their last reunion with Mo Wen. Both of them drank a lot, and neither of them circulated their powers to resist the alcohol.
…
The next morning, Wang Yuan and Dongfang Yi were still lying drunk on the mattress. Mo Wen, dressed in white, appeared on a spiritual mountain.
This was the forbidden land of the Ming Palace, Intentionless Mountain.
Back then, the Second Palace Lord of the Huatian Palace, Nie Wuxin, lived here in seclusion, promising to protect the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension for a hundred years.
Now, decades had passed, and a hundred years had yet to pass. Palace Lord Nie was still here.
"Senior Nie."
A spirited voice sounded slowly, then floated into the mountain, quickly spreading throughout the entire forest.
"Come in." A cold voice sounded from deep in the mountain.
Mo Wen took a step forward. With a flash of his silhouette, he appeared in front of a small wooden hut in a valley in the mountain. The scenery here was picturesque, with birds chirping and flowers fragrant. Although it was not the best place to practice, it was the best place to live in seclusion.
"A hundred years have yet to pass. Why have you come looking for me?"
Creak.
The wooden door was pushed open from the inside, and a lady in white appeared. She wore a simple white dress, simple yet elegant.
"Senior Nie, thank you for guarding the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension all these years," Mo Wen said with a smile. If Nie Wuxin had not lived here in seclusion, he might not have been able to practice in peace all these years, and he might not even have been able to go to the Ancestral Sorcerer Battlefield.
"I am just returning a favor," Nie Wuxin said plainly.
"I am fortunate to have you. A few decades is enough to repay the favor. The so-called favor is written off," Mo Wen said with a smile. With his current ability, he no longer needed Nie Wuxin to guard this place.
"Oh, you mean to chase me away?" Nie Wuxin looked at Mo Wen in surprise.
"Senior, you misunderstand. We are in troubled times now. The Huatian Palace is in charge of the Source World and bears great responsibility. Now is a time of need. How could I dare to keep you in this tiny place and waste your time?"
Recently, the turbulence in the Source World had become more and more serious. The appearance of the Serene Absolute Evil Qi was a very strong sign. The horn of war had been sounded. Mo Wen vaguely sensed that the Great War of the Ten Thousand Realms would most likely happen again.
In reality, there had not been a great war in the ten thousand realms for tens of thousands of years. After such a long period of peace, some people might not be able to sit still anymore.
The Spirit Realm had been in charge of the Source World for tens of thousands of years. It was difficult to say whether they could continue to do so.
During the Middle Ages, all-out wars broke out frequently in the ten thousand realms, and the Source World often changed masters. That was why there was a thousand-year truce treaty to prevent excessive wars from harming the Source Space. However, in the last tens of thousands of years, there had been almost no great war in the ten thousand realms. Everyone lived in harmony and developed their own affairs. The Source World had always been under the control of the Spirit Realm.
It was precisely because of this that the Spirit Realm had been able to control the Source World for tens of thousands of years.
As the Second Palace Lord of the Huatian Palace, Nie Wuxin naturally could not keep guarding the tiny Green Ancient Mystery Dimension at this time. There were greater responsibilities waiting for her to bear.
"Recently, the Source World has indeed not been peaceful," Nie Wuxin said with a serious expression.
Although she had always been in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, as the Second Palace Lord of the Huatian Palace, there were few things that she did not know about in the Source World. Moreover, it was not just the Source World that was not peaceful. The entire ten thousand realms were also becoming more and more restless.
(To be continued.)
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