Chương 241: The Mo Family Father and Son

In a magnificent and elegant palace-style mansion in the Shang Dynasty, thousands of miles away.

Zhao Rui lay leisurely in the huge bathtub, which was built entirely of some kind of rare stone, enjoying a maid's shoulder massage service.

I just wanted to take a bath by myself, but the maid was too enthusiastic.

He had never experienced it before, so he had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

After all, the shaman had given an order, and no one dared to disobey.

On the bathtub platform to his right, a maid gently pinched a sweet grape and fed it to him.

The two women were dressed appropriately, both wearing silk strapless tops, which were essentially swimsuit-style outfits—the kind of clothes they usually wore.

They wanted to be completely open with each other, but Zhao Rui refused.

"Young master, is the pressure enough?"

"Okay, sure!"

Zhao Rui casually opened his phone and saw the photo of Senior Sister Ye that Qin Rui had sent him, and couldn't help but chuckle.

My senior sister has become more beautiful and mature.

Looking back, yesterday feels like a lifetime ago. In just a few short years, the whole society has changed.

Zhao Rui couldn't help but look up at the stunning maidservant beside him who was feeding him grapes. He thought to himself that in a few years, this situation might become the norm.

Without restraint, one's true nature is revealed far faster than imagined.

He too harbored many desires, but the Heavenly Demon was no match for him and could not tempt him.

It's better for the world to have order.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rui's eyes narrowed slightly.

A chill involuntarily emanated from his body.

"Ouch!"

The maid behind him recoiled as if pricked by a needle, and fell to the ground like a frightened rabbit.

Her bright eyes were filled with fragility and unease, and faintly glistened with tears.

Zhao Rui smiled faintly, and with a casual wave of his hand, the bathrobe beside him floated through the air and directly covered him as he stood up.

"Have you seen enough? Come in and take a look if you want to see more."

Zhao Rui glanced sideways at a certain spot on the roof.

"It's boring."

Holding a phone, Mo Ling'er slowly peeked out, then jumped down from the roof beam. Her light skirt fluttered, and her fair skin looked exceptionally delicate under the light.

"You're actually not interested in women!"

Mo Ling'er looked him over with a strange expression, especially lingering on a certain key area for a few moments.

"There are some things that are better left unsaid. Otherwise, I don't mind, but I don't know if you do."

A playful smile appeared on Zhao Rui's lips.

"snort!"

Mo Ling'er blushed. How could she not understand what he meant? She immediately snorted and said, "Considering that you once saved me, my father wants to see you."

"Your father?"

"My father was the number one general under the command of the Chonghou King of the Great Shang Dynasty! The number one expert in the Great Shang Dynasty."

As Mo Lingji spoke, his head unconsciously rose slightly, clearly showing that he was already subconsciously proud of his father.

"Oh?"

Zhao Rui suddenly became interested, but he didn't know what level this number one expert of the Great Shang Dynasty was, and how he compared to the person from the Great Shang Dynasty he had met before.

"Help me change!"

Zhao Rui shook his arms, and his bathrobe flew backward.

"oops!"

Mo Ling'er was extremely embarrassed and quickly lowered her head, gently covering her eyes with her delicate hands, and said reproachfully, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

As she spoke, her fingers parted slightly, and her bright, mischievous eyes looked at Zhao Rui with a mixture of shyness and excitement.

With just one glance, she turned and ran away in embarrassment, so fast that she even used the technique of shrinking the distance between people.

"That stinky Zhao Rui!"

"If you want to watch it, then watch it openly and honestly!"

Zhao Rui gently pulled his bathrobe back; the hem didn't reveal his body at all, only the top fluttered slightly backward.

Seeing the two "exchange" of blows, the two maids' eyes were filled with surprise.

They had never seen the shaman with this expression before.

Could it be that this man— Thinking of this, they knelt on one knee and bowed, saying, "Young master, please allow us to help you change your clothes."

"No need, we can talk about it another time!"

Zhao Rui waved his hand, and a misty aura surged from the bathtub, instantly filling the entire room.

A moment later, when the fog dissipated, Zhao Rui had already disappeared from the room.

"What's there to be shy about! Haven't you ever seen a naked man before?"

On the cobblestone garden path in the distance, Zhao Rui slowly walked towards the graceful Mo Ling'er.

This woman won't go far.

"Pah, who cares to look?"

Mo Ling'er spat, then suddenly said, "You, you saw my father, you are not allowed to talk nonsense or flirt with me."

After she finished speaking, she slightly crossed her hands and rubbed them together.

"My father is very fierce!"

"Never mind then, I'll just disappear."

Zhao Rui turned to leave, but Mo Ling'er had already flashed in front of her, spreading her pink arms to block her way, saying, "Can't you listen to me just this once?"

"I know you're more capable than me now, but with the return of the Prince, I'm worried about your safety if you wander around recklessly."

Mo Ling'er said without any attempt to hide her feelings.

"Forehead----"

"All right!"

Zhao Rui only wanted to tease her; his purpose in coming to Da Shang was to make contact with them.

He originally intended to show off his skills and attract the opponent's expert to reveal himself.

Now that Mo Ling'er is willing to act as matchmaker, why not?

"real?"

Upon hearing Zhao Rui's words, Mo Ling'er's pretty face suddenly blossomed into a radiant smile, as beautiful as a flower blooming in early summer.

"Come on, I'll take you!"

After Mo Ling'er finished speaking, she grabbed Zhao Rui's hand and pulled him toward the main hall of the Marshal's Mansion.

"Won't your father be angry if you pull and tug like that?"

Zhao Rui followed her steps, feeling the coolness and smoothness from her palm, and couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing his words, Mo Ling'er quickly released Zhao Rui's hand, pretending to be nonchalant, and walked forward with light steps.

"You haven't fallen for me, have you?"

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"you----" Mo Ling'er hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared intently at Zhao Rui, saying, "I just like you."

"Forehead!"

Zhao Rui was surprised by her straightforwardness, and couldn't help but smile. He reached out and ruffled her hair, saying, "I know!"

After saying that, he strode forward.

"I still prefer your rebellious side!"'

Mo Ling'er felt that no matter what attitude she took, she wouldn't get the answer she wanted from Zhao Rui.

He could only say angrily, "Don't keep my father waiting."

After saying that, he strode towards the main hall of the Marshal's Mansion.

The main hall was extremely tall, about seven or eight stories high, and was decorated with gorgeous and mysterious patterns that looked very much like various mythical beasts from a distance.

"Our Great Shang Dynasty used the Black Bird as its totem and all kinds of birds as its symbols. After entering the Ruins of Return, we added many other strange beasts to it —" As Mo Ling'er walked, she recounted the history of the Guixu Shang Dynasty.

Guixu Shang was originally just a small vassal state established by a remote branch of the Shang royal family.

Later, they fought against a powerful Zhou dynasty force, and by chance, both were trapped in the Ruins of Return.

Over the next two thousand years, they thrived and multiplied there, gradually growing to their current size.

After talking for a short while, the two arrived at the gate of the main hall of the commander's mansion. Two huge beast-shaped sculptures with ferocious fangs stood guard at the gate.

On either side of the stone beast, two martial arts masters stand solemnly, weapons in hand.

"Your Highness the Witch Lord!"

When the four saw Mo Ling'er leading people over, they bowed respectfully.

Mo Lingji was used to this and did not answer. Instead, she led Zhao Rui straight into the main hall.

The entire hall is majestic and elegant, with various patterns carved under the towering roof ridge, and hundreds of neat chandeliers embedded in it, making it look like a dazzling galaxy from a distance.

In the center of the main hall is a wide wooden dining table, made of very fine materials. At a glance, you can tell that it is extremely heavy and extraordinary.

Seated behind a table on the shore was a man with a resolute face, graying temples, and a pair of fierce eyes that exuded authority without anger. He was Mo Ling'er's father, Mo Wuji.

Standing beside Mo Wuji was a young man, about thirty years old, tall and slender, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He wore a well-fitting Confucian robe, which made him look quite dashing.

She looks quite similar to Mo Ling'er.

This person was naturally Mo Ling'er's older brother, Mo Longteng.

"Father, your daughter has brought Zhao Rui with her."

Upon entering the hall, Mo Ling immediately became obedient, respectfully half-crouching and bowing to Mo Wuji behind the food table.

"Oh?"

Mo Wuji looked down at Zhao Rui, sized him up, and nodded.

"Greetings, General Mo. This junior is Zhao Rui from the Qingcheng Sword Sect of Zhongzhou (the term Zhongyuan is not allowed to be used hereafter, so Zhongzhou will be used instead)!"

I have long admired the General's name — Zhao Rui clasped his hands in a salute and said.

At the same time, his gaze swept over Mo Longteng, the young man beside Mo Wuji.

Mo Longteng noticed his gaze and nodded slightly.

"Please have a seat!"

Zhao Rui entered casually and sat down behind the table at the lower end of the table.

Mo Wuji raised his hand to signal, and soon a servant set out the wine vessels and poured in an unknown liquid.

A fragrant aroma wafted through the air along with the wine, whetting one's appetite.

"Indeed, you are a handsome and talented man. No wonder my daughter has mentioned you many times. She says you are exceptionally gifted and have a remarkable presence."

"You flatter me, Your Excellency."

"What brings you here?"

"I have come at your invitation!"

"Oh? By whose invitation?"

Mo Wuji asked in surprise.

At this moment, Mo Longteng, who was standing beside him, turned slightly and bowed to him, saying, "Father, I recently visited the Central Plains and had a brief encounter with him, so we made an appointment to meet again someday."

Upon hearing his son's words, a knowing glint flashed in Mo Wuji's eyes. He nodded slightly and said, "Since we have accepted your invitation, we cannot neglect our guest."

"Yes, Father!"

"Since you were able to drive away the Viper King, your strength must have already broken through the Domain Realm. With such talent, Ling'er was right about you."

Mo Wuji looked at Zhao Rui and said solemnly, "In the Central Plains, their cultivation time is still short, and they have not yet explored many of the secrets of the Void Returning Realm."

"Why don't we stay in Dashang for a while and have a good chat with my son?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking!"

Zhao Rui smiled and agreed.

"Please, this is the blood of the Gugu Beast. It is unlikely to be found in the Central Plains. This is extremely precious, and drinking it regularly can enhance one's strength and vitality."

Mo Wuji raised his hand, gesturing for Zhao Rui to drink the wine in front of him.

Zhao Rui looked at the fragrant liquid, finding it hard to associate it with blood.

He picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp.

"Delicious! Thank you for the wine, General!"

"Since the wine is so good, why not stay in my Great Shang? Serving me will bring you wealth, power, and beautiful women—you name it. As for rare treasures and divine weapons, I'm never stingy with my own people."

Seeing Zhao Rui put down his wine cup, Mo Wuji suddenly looked at him and brought up the matter of surrendering.

"The Central Plains of the Great Shang Dynasty are all of the same lineage, so why distinguish between them? Since you have returned from Guixu, General, you should know that the world today is returning to its rightful place, and I am solely focused on the martial arts."

Zhao Rui said loudly, though he did not explicitly refuse, his words already gave the answer.

"Martial arts? The world? Haha—" Upon hearing this, Mo Wuji burst into laughter.

Just as he was laughing unrestrainedly, someone stepped forward to report that it was the Prime Minister of Chonghou.

Mo Wuji's expression darkened slightly, and he suppressed his smile, saying, "Let's set this matter aside for now. I have some things to attend to—my son, let me entertain Zhao Xianzi properly."

"promise!"

After Mo Wuji finished speaking, he stood up and strode out of the main hall.

As soon as he left, Mo Longteng smiled and looked at Zhao Rui, saying, "Zhao Rui, I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly!"

"I've never liked procrastination, especially when it comes to things that concern me."

Zhao Rui smiled and said that he had already figured out the young man's identity when he saw him.

Since he is Mo Ling'er's brother, it's understandable that he went to Zhongzhou to find her.

Presumably, they went to check their reputation or background.

"Brother, how did you two meet?"

Hearing the two talking as if they were quite familiar with each other, Mo Ling'er couldn't help but ask in surprise.

I met him once by chance.

Mo Longteng made up an excuse on the spot to brush it off.

"That's great. Since you know my brother, why don't you just stay here with us? If you want to pursue martial arts, I'll have my father teach you."

Mo Ling'er said excitedly.

Seeing his younger sister eagerly inviting Zhao Rui to stay and promising that their father would teach him martial arts, Mo Longteng couldn't help but cough lightly.

"Well, let's talk about that later. Let's drink first. I don't usually get to drink this kind of wine."

Mo Longteng said with a smile.

"It does taste good."

Zhao Rui nodded and drank another cup with Mo Longteng.

The two then started chatting.

Zhao Rui was interested in learning about the martial arts of the Great Shang Dynasty, so he took the initiative to inquire about the origins of witchcraft.

Mo Longteng shook his head and said, "You've asked the wrong person. I really don't know the answer."

"you do not know?"

Zhao Rui was taken aback. How could Mo Longteng, a top expert, not know the origin of the Witchcraft Path?

"I really don't know; probably only my father knows."

Mo Longteng shook his head and said in a somewhat dejected tone.

Because of the matter of his origins, which involves certain secrets, he had asked his father about it when he was young, but his father refused, saying that the time was not right and he would know when the time came.

Now, more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he has never paid attention to this question, so naturally he has never asked it again.

I just don't know if he's even qualified to know these things now.

"Oh! I apologize for asking that."

Zhao Rui smiled apologetically.

"It's alright."

Mo Longteng shook his head and said.

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