Good News About Gangzi

Qian Mochen suddenly appeared before the Star Luo Emperor. He flicked out a pill with his fingertip, then slapped the emperor's body, forcing him to open his mouth.

The pill instantly slipped in and went all the way down his throat.

The Star Luo Emperor sensed that something was terribly wrong. He swiftly probed his body with Soul Power and found nothing unusual, but he did not believe Qian Mochen's pill had come without any tricks.

"What did you do to me?!"

The Star Luo Emperor glared furiously at Qian Mochen.

Qian Mochen clapped his hands and said casually, "Nothing much. I simply saw that Your Majesty's injuries were recovering too slowly, so I kindly gave you a healing pill developed by our Spirit Hall."

Qian Mochen's voice transmission entered the Star Luo Emperor's ears, instantly chilling his expression.

"To prevent Your Majesty from going back on your word, I added a little insurance—a tiny Gu Insect. If Your Majesty fulfills the agreement, I will send someone to deliver suppressants to you every month."

"You dare threaten me?!"

"This is not a threat. Spirit City is simply too far away, making it difficult for us to communicate amicably. From now on, we can correspond by letter every month."

Qian Mochen smiled as he sent another message. "If Your Majesty is unwilling, you may tell those relatives of yours in the White Tiger Sect how I coerced you. By then, the elders of the Dai Family will surely help Your Majesty resolve the matter properly, won't they?"

The Star Luo Emperor clenched the armrest of his chair tightly without answering, his face only growing darker.

If the White Tiger Sect's branch families and elders learned that Qian Mochen had implanted a Gu Insect in him, the Star Luo Emperor was absolutely certain that he would be driven off the throne the very next day. That younger brother who had once lost to him would take his place.

His queen would become a gift for his brother as well.

"Fine. I will honor the agreement. I hope you will do the same."

"Of course."

Qian Mochen received Dugu Bo's voice transmission and learned that the objective at the White Tiger Sect had been achieved. He took Bibi Dong's hand and bid farewell to the Star Luo Emperor and his queen.

The Star Luo Emperor stared deeply into the hall. He would never allow himself to be controlled so easily. It was only a Gu Insect—he would find someone to remove it!

Qian Mochen, you are far too arrogant!

"Your Majesty, have someone come repair the palace."

"Tomorrow, I permit you to return to the Zhu Family to visit your relatives. Tell your younger sister that she may have a few more children."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The queen sighed inwardly, silently mourning the two Zhu Family girls who would be taken away by Spirit Hall in the future.

The only consolation was that Spirit Hall had no interest in the Hell White Tiger. Otherwise, the Dai Family bloodline would be forced to spread beyond the family as well.

Both the Star Luo Emperor and the queen believed that Qian Mochen had set his sights on the Zhu Family because every generation of the family produced peerless beauties. Qian Mochen presumably wanted concubines for the next generation.

These two lofty figures had no idea that Qian Mochen wanted the Zhu Family girls in order to gather those geniuses into the Qian Family, lest they be brainwashed and ruined by the Zhu Family.

The queen silently arranged the affairs of the inner palace. Everyone who knew about today's events had to keep their mouths shut. The royal palace had another sleepless, blood-soaked night.

On a mountaintop outside Star Luo City, Qian Mochen met Sami and his group.

"Your Highness, we did not fail you!"

Sami opened the two cloth sacks in his hands, and the heads of two White Tiger Sect Soul Douluos, their eyes still wide with death, fell to the ground. The people behind Sami also opened the sacks they held.

Moments later, a small mound of heads from more than fifty members of the Dai Family stood in the clearing.

Qian Mochen examined every face on the mound one by one.

Two Soul Douluos, three Soul Sages, ten Soul Emperors, and over a dozen Soul Kings.

Spirit Hall's debt had been repaid tenfold.

As for Sami and his subordinates, not one of them was uninjured. Several were even swaying on their feet, pale-faced and reeking strongly of blood.

"Bishop Sami, you have worked hard!"

"For this mission, each Soul Douluo receives 100 Merit Points, each Soul Sage 70 Merit Points, each Soul Emperor 50 Merit Points, and each Soul King 30 Merit Points."

"Bishop Sami, distribute this bottle of healing medicine among the brothers."

Meeting everyone's grateful gazes, Qian Mochen raised his voice. "Brothers, you have all done well! You have avenged our innocent comrades who died!"

"If you need anything in the future, have Bishop Sami report it to me. I will arrange it for you immediately!"

"Fine wine and meat have already been prepared at the hall. Go back and get some proper rest, brothers!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, thank you! Thank you!"

Merit Points had long been implemented across Spirit Hall's branch halls. The Soul Masters naturally understood their value, and now that His Highness had granted so many Merit Points, it showed just how highly he regarded them.

No one was ungrateful. The only person who might have felt somewhat unhappy was Sami. Qian Mochen's blatant move to win over people had diminished Sami's prestige among them.

Qian Mochen personally helped each of them up and led them back to Star Luo City.

As they passed through the city gates, a carrier pigeon landed in Qian Mochen's hand. He opened the secret letter inside, and a smile appeared on his face.

Gangzi's progress was quite fast. It had not even been half a year since they last parted, yet he was already preparing to hold a wedding with Liu Erlong.

As Gangzi's good friend, Qian Mochen was deeply hurt that he had not received an invitation.

But as Gangzi's closest friend, of course I'll forgive him. Gangzi must have been too busy preparing for the wedding and forgotten about me.

But it doesn't matter. Gangzi may have forgotten, but Qian Mochen has always kept Gangzi in mind. Since Gangzi is getting married, as his closest friend, he naturally has to send a wedding gift.

After Sami and his group returned to the branch hall and treated their injuries, they immediately began enjoying the lavish food and wine.

After the festivities, Bibi Dong handed over the branch hall's affairs to Sami and arranged for a new bishop and a group of capable personnel to be sent over. In one month, Sami and his subordinates would be able to travel to the Far North to admire the aurora.

Several days later, a carriage left Star Luo City. Dugu Bo sat on the carriage shaft with a long whip in hand, occasionally urging the horses onward. Dressed in coarse, dusty gray clothes, he looked exactly like an unprofessional coachman at first glance.

Inside the carriage, after hearing Qian Mochen's destination this time, Bibi Dong could not help asking curiously, "Mo Chen, what exactly is so special about Yu Xiaogang? Why does it feel like you are always picking on him?"

Bibi Dong absolutely did not believe Qian Mochen was jealous.

So much time had passed since her affair with Yu Xiaogang. Besides, back then, she had at most let Yu Xiaogang hold her hand. He had not taken nearly as much advantage as this thick-skinned Qian Mochen.

Yet if Qian Mochen bore a grudge against Yu Xiaogang, he had had countless chances to take Yu Xiaogang's life without anyone noticing, but Qian Mochen had never acted.

Qian Mochen wrapped an arm around Bibi Dong's slender waist and spouted nonsense with a solemn expression. "Gangzi and I have been good friends for many years, Dong'er. Don't spread rumors!"

"My good brother is getting married this time, so naturally I have to go congratulate him!"