A Tiny Difference

[Lin Mo's eyes grew even more fervent upon hearing your question.]

[He was about to speak, but then he seemed to remember something.]

[His expression suddenly froze, and he turned his head to look at Wei Xia.]

[Wei Xia looked at Lin Mo with a helpless expression.]

[Lin Mo ran over quickly and hugged Wei Xia's leg: "Mommy..."]

[Wei Xia crouched down and hugged the small Lin Mo.]

[She gently stroked Lin Mo's head, her expression downcast.]

[You didn't say anything.]

[You walked towards that Hall Master Zhang.]

[You looked down at him from above: "You're not allowed to come here again, understand?"]

["I won't, I won't, I'll never come again!"]

[Hall Master Zhang was as helpless as a two-hundred-plus-pound child.]

["Get lost!"]

["Yes, yes, I'll get lost right away!"]

[Hall Master Zhang endured the pain in his chest and struggled to his feet.]

[He was about to leave, but you stopped him: "Wait a moment."]

["Hero! I was wrong, Hero!!"]

["What did you do wrong?"]

["I don't know, but I figured it's never wrong to admit fault first, right?"]

["Good attitude. Get lost!"]

[Hall Master Zhang didn't dare to linger for even a moment and ran off without a trace.]

[Only then did you turn to face Lin Mo's family behind you.]

[You looked at Wei Xia and Lin Kaifeng.]

[They slowly looked over as well.]

"How did you two meet?" you asked.

[Wei Xia thought for a moment and said, "My husband and I grew up together. Our families were very close, and we were betrothed as children."]

[Your brow furrowed.]

[In other words, in this simulation, Miao Jiayao had nothing to do with anything from the start.]

[It's a completely different storyline.]

[Then Lin Kaifeng actually has nothing to do with the person who sowed the seeds at Xuanming Temple, and they wouldn't be the same person.]

[Moreover, Lin Mo was born so many years earlier this time.]

[That means that other than Wei Xia and Lin Mo remaining the same, the other plot points and times have all changed.]

[But this hasn't affected Lin Mo's birth at all.]

[You know this might be a coincidence.]

[But you're more inclined to believe that it's Lin Mo's powerful destiny as a favored child of fortune that's at play.]

[You looked at the small Lin Mo, and thought with emotion, "Who exactly is the protagonist? Am I just some kind of supporting character, his mom, maybe?"]

[You stopped your wild thoughts.]

[You said to Wei Xia, "Your worries are right. Sometimes, living is more important than anything else."]

[Wei Xia nodded silently.]

"However, I still want to do some things I want to do."

[You took out a top-tier cultivation technique, Thunderclap Spear Art.]

[You handed it to Lin Mo: "This is a good cultivation technique. You can choose to cultivate it, or you can choose to listen to your mother and burn it, and live an ordinary life from now on."]

[Lin Mo hesitated and took it.]

[He raised his small face and looked at Wei Xia.]

[Wei Xia pursed her lips and didn't say anything.]

[You took out the Ninefold Profound Art again: "This is a special cultivation technique. You can't show it to anyone but yourself!"]

[Your expression was unusually serious, and Lin Mo could feel your emphasis.]

[Lin Mo tightened his small face and nodded vigorously: "Uncle Yu, I definitely won't show it to anyone!"]

[But you still didn't feel safe.]

[You didn't plan to keep the physical copy of the Ninefold Profound Art on Lin Mo.]

[You Decided to Lay All Your Cards on the Table]

[Without Wasting Any Time, You Turned Your Gaze Towards Wei Xia]

If you think this book is good, to avoid not finding it next time, please remember to add it to your bookshelf.

["I'll be blunt. Lin Mo's martial arts talent is exceptional. His achievements in martial arts will surpass anyone's imagination."]

[Wei Xia Looked at You in Surprise]

[She Didn't Expect You to Give Lin Mo Such a High Evaluation]

[Then, Wei Xia Hesitantly Nodded, She Probably Knew What You Were Going to Say]

[You Continued, "Your ideas can't stop Lin Mo's destiny. Letting him have the ability to protect himself as soon as possible is the real safety."]

[Wei Xia Took a Deep Breath, Her Expression Sad]

[Seeing Her Expression, You Remembered the Scene in the Third Simulation Where She, as an Old Woman with White Hair, Mourned the Loss of Her Son]

[Lin Kaifeng Also Came Over and Put His Arm Around Her Shoulders]

[Wei Xia Was Finally Moved, She Said Slowly, "Young Master He, I Don't Know Why, But I'm Always Afraid of Losing Mo'er. But if Mo'er Really Has Such Talent, He Shouldn't Be Buried..."]

["Indeed." You Nodded]

[Wei Xia Made a Decision and Pulled Lin Mo in Front of You: "Mo'er, Ask Uncle Yu to Take You as His Disciple."]

[Lin Mo Immediately Burst into an Excited Smile, He Knelt Down in Front of You with a Thump: "Please, Uncle Yu, Take Me as Your Disciple!"]

["You're All a Little Mistaken, I Won't Be Taking Lin Mo as a Disciple." You Explained]

["Uncle Yu, Why Not?"]

[Lin Mo and Wei Xia Both Stared at You Blankly, Very Confused]

[You Said, "I'm Too Used to Being a Free Spirit, I'm Not Suitable for Taking Disciples."]

[Lin Mo's Family Looked at Each Other]

[In the End, You Left Lin Mo with That Thunderclap Spear Art Book]

[In order not to leave him with a physical book of the Ninefold Profound Art, you also taught Lin Mo the Ninefold Profound Art]

[And Specifically Instructed Him to Try His Best to Condense True Qi Nine Times in Each Realm]

[During the Process, You Personally Experienced Lin Mo's Terrifying Martial Arts Talent]

[Lin Mo Couldn't Recognize All the Words, So He Could Only Rely on Your Explanation of the Ninefold Profound Art to Cultivate]

[On the First Day, Lin Mo Basically Understood the General Outline of the Ninefold凝Profound Art]

[On the Second Day, He Cultivated the Thunderclap Spear Art, Successfully Generating the First Strand of True Qi, Entering the Path of Martial Arts]

[On the Third Day, He Began to Condense True Qi]

[On the Fourth Day, He Completed the First True Qi Condensation]

[On the Fifth Day, Your Mouth Was Wide Open and You Couldn't Close It]

[Your Current Talent Is Equivalent to That of the First-Tier Disciples Under the Direct Lineage Disciples of the Five Major Sects]

[And Lin Mo's Talent Is Even More Overwhelming Than That of the Direct Lineage Disciples]

[In Other Words, Your Talent Is at Least Two Levels Lower Than Lin Mo's]

[And This Is After You Cultivated the Ninefold Profound Art and Improved Your Martial Arts Talent]

[If You Were to Compare It with Your Factory-Default Martial Arts Talent, It Would Be Even More Tragic]

[Lin Mo Looked at You Innocently: "Uncle Yu, What's Wrong? Am I Cultivating Too Slowly?"]

[You Cleared Your Throat Twice: "Ahem, Well, the Speed Is Still Not Bad."]

[Lin Mo Scratched His Head: "Just Not Bad? Then It Must Still Be Much Worse Than Uncle Yu. Uncle Yu, Your Cultivation Speed Must Have Been Very Fast Back Then, Right?"]

[You Thought of Your Cultivation Speed, Which Took Half a Year to Enter the Path of Martial Arts, As Slow as a Snail]

[You Said with a Straight Face: "Don't Compare Yourself to Me. Martial Arts Cultivation Is All About Comparing Yourself to Yourself. As Long as You Make Progress Compared to Yourself, That's the Best!!"]

[Lin Mo Nodded: "I Understand. Then, Uncle Yu, Compared to Yourself the Day Before, You Must Have Made a Lot of Progress, Right?"]

["Stop Talking."]

["Uncle Yu, Why?"]

["Really, Stop Talking."]

["Uncle Yu, What's Wrong, Uncle Yu? Say Something, Uncle Yu."]

["Uncle Yu, Why Are You Crying?"]

["Uncle Yu, Uncle Yu..."]

[Seven Days Later]

[Lin Mo Completely Mastered the Ninefold Profound Art]

[Deeply Affected, You Left Him with Five Thousand Qi and Blood Paste and Two Thousand Inner Divinity Paste]

[You used your money-is-no-object technique again, getting the blacksmith to forge a gleaming silver spear for Lin Mo in just three days.]

[The spear is taller than Lin Mo himself.]

[But since he's already entered the martial path, wielding it is no problem at all.]

[As you were about to leave,]

[Lin Mo hugged your leg, constantly shedding little tears.]

[You patted him on the head and whispered softly in his ear, "Don't fucking pull this shit!"]