Surrounded by swirling mist, Mo Qing lowered his head to take a look and found that what he was stepping on wasn't solid ground, but layers of stacked clouds.

  "Where am I?" Mo Qingchen muttered to himself, his feet unconsciously moving forward.

  It feels like treading on clouds, with a floating and elusive feeling, walking extremely slowly with soft soles.

  After walking for a long time, Mo Qingchen heard the sound of fighting coming from ahead. She approached cautiously and was shocked by what she saw, hastily covering her mouth with her hand.

  Only on the hazy lake surface, a figure emerged from the smoke and stood on the waves, engaging in an intense battle with Chen Shijie.

  Unexpectedly, Mo Feiyan, who had cultivated his Qi for eight layers, was actually able to fight Chen Shijie, who was in the foundation-building period, to a draw.

  As the two spiritual powers collided, the lake's surface churned and surged, and for a moment, various brilliant lights burst forth.

  Just as the mist in front of her was about to turn into countless ice blades flying towards Chen Shijie, a woman in a green dress and white skirt suddenly appeared behind her.

  "Be careful—" Mo Qingchen's voice was stuck in her throat, she couldn't make a sound. She panicked and tried to lunge forward, but found that her legs were paralyzed.

  Mo Qingchen lowered her head to take a look, and the clouds under her feet were like vines, wrapping around her ankles tightly. The more she struggled, the tighter they wrapped.

  "Be careful!" Mo Qingchen silently shouted, his hands frantically waving to alert the others of the commotion on this side.

  But all was in vain, for the woman in green who appeared behind Mo Feiyan's back had transformed her spiritual energy into a sharp blade and thrust it deep into Mo Feiyan's heart!

  "Ah!" Mo Fei Yan let out a mournful cry, slowly turning her head back around.

  That woman in green clothes let out a cold laugh: "Mo Fei Yan, you owe me a life!"

  Perhaps it was the smoke-like face that sank like ice, his hand wanted to wave towards the woman, but behind him he suffered another slap, finally a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down with his face up. The flying ice blade instantly turned into fine rain and fell down.

  The woman in blue and Chen Shijie walked together towards the place where Mo Qingchen was hiding, Mo Qingchen only felt that his throat was like being strangled by an invisible big hand, unable to make a sound, and couldn't move.

  But unexpectedly, they seemed to have not noticed her. Chen Shijie's wide sleeves fluttered, and the entire scene suddenly shifted. Pavilions, towers, waterside pavilions, and mountain forests appeared, exactly like the scenery of Mo Manor!

  Chen Shijie took the woman in green and jumped into it, unleashing a frenzied slaughter.

  Watching one familiar face after another slowly fall, Mo Qingchen only felt his heart was about to crack, but he was tightly entwined by Yun Feng and couldn't move.

  As blood flowed like rivers in the Mo Manor, a white-clad man flew over from afar, holding a jade flute and playing a melodious tune.

  Chen Shijie and the woman in green seemed to be disturbed by the sound of the zither, and they gradually stopped, looking at the white-clothed man's sleeves fluttering as he rushed towards them, but suddenly turned into two strands of blue smoke that blended into the clouds.

  The man in white looked at Mo Qingchen's pale face and smiled slightly, extending his hand towards her.

  It's actually Huajian Shu!

  "Thank you......" Mo Qingchen said unconsciously, and unexpectedly made a sound.

  But unexpectedly, Hua Qian Shu, who was holding her hand, suddenly loosened his grip, and Mo Qing Chen's entire body fell downwards.

  She plunged through layers of cloud and mist, hurtling towards the endless depths below, unable to utter a single cry.

  "Ah!" Mo Qingchen cried out and sat up abruptly, only to realize that it was just a nightmare. However, his entire body was drenched in sweat.

  "Miss, what's wrong? Is everything okay?" The anxious knocking sound came from outside the door.

  "I'm fine..." Mo Qingchen said, but found his voice soft and weak.

  Hearing Mo Qingchen's voice didn't sound right, Yunzhi said worriedly: "Really nothing's wrong, miss? Are you sick or something, why does your voice not sound right?"

  Mo Qingchen's voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare. Yunzhi sister, you can go back to sleep."

  "Oh, that's good. Yunzhi is leaving now. If there's anything, Miss, just call me." Yunzhi said as the sound of her footsteps gradually faded away.

  Mo Qingchen sat on the bed with her hair scattered, and even in March, she felt a chill in her body and mind.

  That dream was really too terrifying!

  Mo Qing's heart was not at peace, constantly comforting himself that it was just a nightmare, but his heart still felt vaguely uneasy, with a bad premonition.

  After a long time, Mo Qingchen raised his head. The faint moonlight fell on his face, revealing a resolute expression.

  Mo Qingzhen opened his palm, and on it lay a small yellow dan medicine, emitting a faint glow, which was the Jiling Pill.

  But this Spirit Gathering Pill was different from the others, it was a top-grade Spirit Gathering Pill, which was secretly replaced by Grandfather after refining it and given to himself.

  It turns out that Mo Danyan has secretly given Mo Qingchen more than a dozen Jiling Pills over the past two years. Adding to that, Mo Qingchen's own consumption and what she won from Mo Yuqi, it's only now that she has reached the peak of the second layer of Qi refining. It's really a waste, although many people think that being at the second layer of Qi refining at her age is already quite good.

  Mo Qingchen deeply knew the preciousness of high-grade elixirs, so although she had taken some before to help her cultivation, this particular one was still being treasured until now.

  But what's happening in the Mo family right now has given Mo Qingchen a deep sense of crisis, and although he knows he's small and powerless, being able to increase his strength by even a little bit is still good.

  Mo Qingchen took a look at the Spirit Gathering Pill in his hand and swallowed it directly without hesitation.

  The difference between high-quality and low-quality Gathering Spirit Pills is like heaven and earth. Although this Gathering Spirit Pill is a low-grade elixir, only suitable for Qi Refining stage cultivators to take, the difference between high-quality and low-quality pills is absolutely not just a matter of adding up effects. Otherwise, it would be fine to directly swallow a few low-quality pills.

  Mo Qingchu was now personally experiencing the wonders of the High-Grade Gathering Spirit Pill. As soon as the pill entered his abdomen, its medicinal properties began to spread throughout his body.

  The endless spiritual energy transformed into spiritual power, wandering in the meridians, and every time it hit the barrier, it was blocked back, but instead grew stronger by three points, continuing to rush forward.

  Time and time again, Mo Qingchu's clear feeling of the invisible barrier within his body collapsed with a loud crash, and the unbound spiritual power inside his body surged, eventually slowly returning to his dantian.

  Mo Qingchu didn't stop until all the medicinal properties of the Upper-grade Gathering Spirit Pill had been fully absorbed, only then did he end his cultivation.

  Mo Qingchen got out of bed and stood up to look out the window. At this time, the sky had already turned a pale white.

  She put on her clothes with a refreshed spirit, washed up simply and headed to that quiet garden she used to go to.

  For the past two years, Mo Qingchu has not stopped practicing Lan Hua Fu Xue Shou, but unlike at first when he was eager to make rapid progress and spent a lot of time on it, now he practices it in his spare time as a way to relax.

  Mo Qingchen arrived in the garden, as usual practicing his eye technique with the rotating pearl under the morning light, but suddenly felt a wave of spiritual energy fluctuations in the air.

  Mo Qingchen hastily raised his eyes and looked into the distance, only to see a black dot disappearing in the far-off sky.

  Mo Qing's eyebrows furrowed, she knew her spiritual awareness far surpassed others, which was why she could feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy from so far away. Moreover, due to her persistence in training her eyesight, her gaze had become even more piercing and bright. Standing there, she could make out that black dot, clearly a human figure!

  But what's more, how can I put into words the familiarity of that figure?

  Could it be the clan leader or Sixth Grandfather?

  The entire Mo Manor, only these two could control flying objects.

  Mo Qingchen suppressed the doubts in her heart and slowly walked back to Yangyi Garden.

  "Ah, Ya Tou, you..." Mo Dayan, who was meditating in the courtyard, saw Mo Qingchen coming from outside and looked stunned for a moment, then his face lit up with joy.

  "Grandpa, good morning." Mo Qingchen said with a smile.

  Mo Danyan nodded repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, the girl is only eight years old and has already cultivated her energy to three layers, it's really impressive."

  Mo Qingchen smiled on his face, but in his heart he thought: Grandfather, you're treating me like a child. However, thinking of Mo Yuqi at the age of nine, who was only at the second layer of Qi refining, he felt that he wasn't doing too badly after all. In these two years, because of her cultivation speed, she had surpassed him, and now she was already at the third layer of Qi refining. If she saw that they were at the same level of cultivation, who knows what expression she would have.

  Mo Qingchu smiled foolishly and Mo Danyan laughed: "You little devil, what are you thinking about in your heart again?"

  "Grandpa——" Mo Qingchen said with a pout.

  At this moment, a melodious bell sound suddenly echoed in the courtyard.

  Mo Danyan's expression changed slightly, and he grabbed Mo Qingchen's wrist, saying: "Girl, come with Grandpa."

  Mo Qingchen was curious in her heart, but she didn't ask much with her mouth. She obediently followed Mo Daren to walk outside.

  Halfway through, Mo Danyan finally couldn't help but say: "Girl, aren't you already at the third layer of Qi refining?"

  Yes.

  "That - how come you haven't learned the Wind Chasing Spell yet and still need Grandpa to pull you along?" Mo Danyan said.

  Mo Qingchen's face turned red with embarrassment, and he chuckled: "Qingchen forgot..."

  She finished her cultivation and habitually went to practice her eyesight, and she really forgot that she could learn the first spell, thinking of this made her excited again.

  Mo Qingchen followed Mo Danyan to the discussion hall of the Mo family, where he found many people already standing there. They were all people with spiritual roots from the Mo family and they greeted Mo Danyan one after another.

  "Girl, go to Tuo Tou's place." Mo Danyan instructed, and then walked straight into the hall where Mo Dashan was.

  "Third Brother?" Mo Danyan sized up Mo Dashan's expression and sat down beside him.

  "Let's talk when everyone is here." Mo Dashan said.

  Before long, the hall was packed with people. Mo Qingchen gazed at them coldly. All the Mo family members with spiritual roots had arrived... except for Mo Jiu.

  Mo Dashi looked around and cleared his throat, saying: "This time I've called everyone here is because there's a big matter to be announced."

  Everyone in the hall held their breath and waited quietly for the next words of the clan leader.

  "I'm sure you're all aware that the main source of resources for our Mo family, the Ling mine on Luoyang Mountain, has been depleted over the past two years. Yesterday, I was invited by the Hua family to discuss this matter. The Hua family discovered a vein of Huoyan stone two years ago, and the focus of our discussion was the distribution of the Huoyan stone." Mo Dashan said.

  "Flaming Stone Veins?" Many people in the hall showed joyful expressions, this was something even more valuable than low-grade spirit stones. If that's the case, wouldn't their future cultivation expenses be greatly reduced?

  Mo Dashi took in the expressions of everyone present, and continued: "Of course this is a good thing. Following convention, 40% belongs to the Hua family, while the remaining three families each take 20%."

  This was fair, and everyone nodded in agreement. A hundred years ago, the Ou Yang family had also discovered a small spiritual mine in Luoyang Mountain, which was distributed in the same way, and as a result, the Ou Yang family's strength gradually became the strongest.

  Mo Dashi immediately changed the subject: "But the head of the Chen family has proposed a condition!"