Confucian Immortal Douluo-Mo Hengchuan

"Alright, Zong'er, how did you find Cloud-Treading Villa? Was there anything uncomfortable?"

Hearing Qian Xichen's words, Qian Xunzong was about to say that everything was fine when Qian Daoliu, that incessant snarker, chimed in from the side again:

"That's the only top-tier thousand-acre simulated cultivation environment on the entire continent. Even a sick person would recover after entering it. How could there possibly be anything uncomfortable..."

Qian Xunzong was instantly speechless. However, Qian Xichen did not indulge him and shot him a cold glare. Qian Daoliu pursed his lips and hurriedly said:

"Uh... I'll head back to the Papal Palace first."

Watching Qian Daoliu flee in embarrassment, Qian Xunzong inexplicably felt rather pleased.

"Grandfather, everything at Cloud-Treading Villa is very good. It's comfortable, and your grandson likes it very much. Thank you, Grandfather."

"Mm, Zong'er is such a good boy. It's good that you can get used to living there." As Qian Xichen spoke, he took a token and a gold card from his Soul Tool and handed them to Qian Xunzong.

"Zong'er, take this Angel Token. You may come to the Worship Hall whenever you wish from now on. This gold card has ten million Gold Soul Coins on it. Take it and spend it. Your grandfather hasn't managed the finances for many years, so I don't have much on me. Don't think it's too little. If it isn't enough, go ask your father for more. He has plenty of money."

Upon hearing that, Qian Xunzong accepted the Angel Token. "Grandfather, I'll only take the Angel Token. That way, I can come visit you often in the future. As for the money, your grandson doesn't need it. Keep it for yourself. I can just ask my father for it."

Qian Daoliu: What a wonderful son I have!

Qian Xunzong's words immediately made Qian Xichen beam. He affectionately rubbed Qian Xunzong's head, but still stuffed the gold card into his hand. "Our Zong'er is so sensible. Your grandfather has no use for money here in the Worship Hall. Take it and spend it."

Seeing this, Qian Xunzong no longer refused and accepted the gold card. "The next time your grandson comes, I'll buy something delicious for Grandfather and all the Worship Hall grandfathers."

Qian Xunzong's words delighted the other worshippers as well.

"Hahaha, Zong'er truly is one of ours from Spirit Hall. He's such a filial child."

"Indeed. Back when the Pope was little, he took a gold card and still said it wasn't enough..., hahaha!"

"What a good child. He even thinks of us old bones."

Qian Xichen nodded with a gratified expression. "My grandson is thoughtful. Go on, return and cultivate properly. If there is anything you don't understand, ask Zheng Yue."

"Alright, Grandfather. Goodbye, Grandfather. Goodbye, Worship Hall grandfathers." Amid the doting and gratified gazes of the worshippers, Qian Xunzong headed outside.

"System, check in at the Worship Hall."

[Ding, detected that the host is at the Worship Hall. Check-in successful. (Location cooldown: five years.)]

[Reward: Limit Douluo ×1]

"Damn, it directly rewarded me with a Limit Douluo? Not bad!"

Hearing the system's reward, Qian Xunzong was utterly astonished. That was a Limit Douluo! On the current Douluo Continent, there were only two peerless Douluos under heaven: Qian Xichen and the High Priestess of Sea God Island. Yet he had checked in and obtained a third one just like that. This was incredible.

"System, thumbs up!"

[Thank you for the host's praise. The system will continue working hard!!]

After Qian Xunzong left the Worship Hall and picked up Xiaojing, he hurried back to Cloud-Treading Villa with Gui Mei and Yue Guan. He could hardly wait to inspect this Limit Douluo.

Cloud-Treading Villa, Nine Clouds Residence (Nine Heavens Hall).

Mu Rong Huai entered the main hall. After setting down Xiaojing, he ordered the system in his mind, "System, summon this Limit Douluo."

As Qian Xunzong's words fell, a figure appeared in the hall. He wore a moon-white brocade robe, tall and straight as a pine. His features were refined, his brows dark as ink strokes, his eyes like cold stars, his nose high, and his lips gentle. His hair was bound beneath a jade crown, with several loose strands falling beside his cheeks and adding a touch of scholarly elegance. His fingers were long and clean, while a faint scent of ink lingered around him, fully displaying the gentle temperament of a man well-read in poetry and books.

The next second, this man's information surfaced in Qian Xunzong's mind.

[Name: Mo Hengchuan

Age: 130

Martial Soul: Myriad Books

Level: Rank 99 Limit Douluo

Title: Confucian Immortal

Soul Rings: Two yellow, two purple, three black, two red

Soul Bones: Full set of six Soul Bones

Evaluation: Teaches and educates others, drinks wine beneath the moon, recites poetry and composes couplets. He is proficient in the six arts of a gentleman, as well as music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Loyalty: ∞]

"Across a thousand mountains, all are pages of books; having studied ten thousand volumes, every path lies open. This old man, Mo Hengchuan, greets my lord."

Mo Hengchuan cupped his hands toward Qian Xunzong in salute. His voice was as gentle as jade chimes striking together, and every gesture displayed the refined bearing of a Confucian gentleman.

"Mr. Mo, there is no need for such ceremony. Please, take a seat." Qian Xunzong said with a smile.

"Thank you, my lord." Mo Hengchuan slowly took a seat in a grand armchair to the side, poised and dignified.

"Manager Zheng, come in for a moment," Qian Xunzong called toward the hall entrance.

Zheng Yue promptly entered. "Greetings, Villa Master."

Zheng Yue also noticed Mo Hengchuan and was startled by the man's restrained yet radiant, gentle, and elegant aura. However, since Qian Xunzong said nothing, he, as a servant, did not dare ask further.

"Manager Zheng, Mr. Mo is a senior I encountered by chance. Prepare a courtyard for him at the villa first. Let it be Bamboo-Heart Residence. It is quiet and elegant. From now on, Mr. Mo's status within the villa will be second only to mine."

"Yes, Villa Master. This old servant will make the arrangements at once." Zheng Yue did not say more. He immediately accepted the order and went to prepare everything.

Watching Zheng Yue leave, Qian Xunzong said, "Mr. Mo, if you need anything in the future, you may send someone to find Manager Zheng. He has been at the villa for many years and is very reliable."

"My lord has put much thought into this. Manager Zheng possesses the practical spirit of a gentleman." However, Mo Hengchuan shook his head again and said with slight regret, "Unfortunately, old injuries plague him. Otherwise, he could go even further."

"Oh? Mr. Mo, you can see that? Then do you know how to heal him?"

Smiling, Mo Hengchuan said, "When he was young, he likely withstood an attack beyond what his body could bear, leaving a strand of Yin Fiend Power hidden within his heart and lungs. It has been steadily draining his life force.

"If it were directly purged and healed with great cultivation, his physique might be damaged in the process, and the loss would outweigh the gain. This old man can grant him a strand of my Righteous Confucian Qi to gradually dissolve that Yin Fiend Power. If he then cultivates properly, he will recover completely within half a year at most and may even advance further."

"Oh, would separating a strand of Righteous Confucian Qi harm Mr. Mo himself?"

Mo Hengchuan shook his head. "No. A single strand is enough. This old man can recover it in a short while. It is merely a small effort."

"In that case, sorry for the trouble, Mr. Mo. Please stay at Cloud-Treading Villa from now on."

Hearing Qian Xunzong's words, Mo Hengchuan smiled. "My lord, this old man is not one to covet leisure and pleasure. My aspiration lies in teaching and educating others, in carrying out the work of a teacher. Though living within this small space is elegant and peaceful, it will inevitably become somewhat stifling."

Qian Xunzong nodded in satisfaction. He liked this kind of workhorse..., ahem, this kind of gentleman devoted to teaching and educating others.

"Good. Then, Mr. Mo, stay temporarily at the villa for now. Later, I will surely give you the chance to display your talents."

"Thank you for your understanding, my lord. This old man is deeply grateful." Mo Hengchuan cupped his hands toward Qian Xunzong in thanks.