Returning to the Capital

He had originally planned that if it took him half a year to reach the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, he might temporarily end his seclusion and go out to check on the situation.

However, before he went into seclusion, after sealing off the Nature Platform, he left Liu Yunan and his own father with emergency contact instructions.

However, he has not been awakened during the months he has been in seclusion.

That means that everything is developing normally outside.

So Lin Xiao decided to continue cultivating and stay away from the outside world for the time being. He was currently enjoying his cultivation immensely.

He wants to break through to the Golden Core stage as soon as possible!

Meanwhile, Mo Yuanjiao returned to the capital more than half a month later.

In fact, given Mo Yuanjiao's current Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement and Mo Que's Fourth Layer of Qi Refinement, they shouldn't have taken so long to get back to the capital.

Because nowadays they are not only faster, but they also don't need to worry about eating, drinking, or relieving themselves, nor do they need much rest time, so they can basically travel day and night.

However, when they left Lingxian Sect, they also took the horses they had ridden when they arrived.

After all, if we leave the two horses in the sect, we'll have to trouble the other disciples to take care of them.

Everyone in the sect is quite busy these days, and they're afraid their fellow disciples might forget.

Neither option is convenient.

So they brought the horses with them.

So, in order to accommodate their two beloved horses, the two had to slow down their journey, and it was more than half a month later that they hurriedly returned to the capital.

Mo Que had already sent word back to the General's Mansion that they were coming back.

But Mo Que forgot to mention that they would be arriving soon.

The general's mansion assumed that even if they traveled by fast horse from Hufang Province, it would take them at least one or two months to return.

Therefore, no servants have been sent to wait at the city gate every day.

Therefore, when the dashing Mo Yuanjiao and the weary Mo Que, master and servant, led their respective horses into the capital city gates, no one greeted them as he always did when he went out for fun.

But Mo Yuanjiao didn't care at all.

He gestured for Mo Que to quickly use a Dust Removal Technique on him, and then leisurely strolled along the familiar West Main Street.

He has now reached the Ninth Layer of Qi Refinement and has long since learned to protect his body with Spiritual Qi.

Moreover, traveling with Mo Que, he didn't expend too much energy to keep up with Mo Que and the horse's speed.

So he extravagantly used Spiritual Qi energy to protect himself almost the entire time, just to keep himself from dust and to keep himself looking radiant.

After all, he's back in the capital; this is his territory, and many eyes are watching.

As a notorious playboy in the capital, Mo Yuanjiao couldn't bear to be seen looking disheveled.

During his months of cultivation at the Lingxian Sect, Mo Yuanjiao grew taller and is now as tall as Mo Que.

The clothes he brought with him no longer fit.

Although he had a lot of money with him, he didn't pay much attention to this issue.

Later, when everyone noticed, he nonchalantly waved his hand and said that shorter clothes are cooler in summer, so he didn't buy any clothes.

It wasn't until the time was almost time to return to the capital that I remembered this.

But where in a clothing store could one find good clothes suitable for his status? The materials for his clothes had to be custom-made.

But he was in a hurry to set off and become the leader, so he didn't have much time to wait for the customization.

Fortunately, Aunt Yang was an excellent needlewoman and altered all his clothes to be longer, and the alterations were so subtle that they were completely undetectable.

Otherwise, what the people of the capital would see now is a down-on-his-luck young master from a general's mansion wearing ill-fitting clothes.

Several months later, walking on his familiar streets again, Mo Yuanjiao felt very happy.

I felt a surge of inexplicable joy.

Back then, when he refused to join the three major sects, almost everyone in the city was talking about him.

This made it so that he couldn't even go out and have fun with his cronies anymore.

Who could have imagined that a few months later, he would be a completely different person?

Thinking about it, Mo Yuanjiao's steps gradually became more leisurely, just like when he used to stroll down the street with his friends from prominent Aristocratic Clan.

Seeing the smug young master ahead, Mo Que couldn't help but remind him:

"Young Master, the boss."

!

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuanjiao suddenly woke up.

That's right, he needs to strive to become the leader of the sect!

Don't get addicted to this kind of useless satisfaction!

To hell with those spoiled brats in the capital!

Mo Yuanjiao is the prized junior brother of the Lingxian Sect's Sect Master!

Mo Yuanjiao quickly suppressed his excitement and pulled his beloved horse forward at full speed.

Seeing this, Mo Que hesitated for a moment, but then started running after him.

No country allows people to ride horses freely in the streets.

But it didn't say you can't pull a horse while it's running... right?

However, after they had been running for a short while, Mo Yuanjiao saw a familiar figure walking out of a fragrant alleyway on the street ahead.

From a young age, he remembered people not by their faces, but by their figures.

Moreover, he has an excellent memory.

Therefore, when he saw this familiar figure, although he did not recognize the person's face, he knew he must have seen the figure before.

After a moment's thought, recalling the people he remembered, he immediately knew who it was.

Mo Que then saw his young master suddenly slow down, but soon after, he quickly walked forward again.

When his young master walked up to a stranger, he bowed deeply to the person, expressing his deep gratitude:

"Thank you for the divination, sir!"

Just as Song Jusheng from his blissful reverie and preparing to return to his sect's base in the capital, he was stunned to see the tall young man bowing to him.

After hearing him thank him for the divination and seeing Mo Yuanjiao's appearance clearly, she finally realized what was going on.

"You, you?! Young Master Mo Household?"

Seeing that he recognized him, Mo Yuanjiao had no suspicions and simply thanked him:

"Yes, sir! Thank you for your divination back then, which allowed me to find my fortuitous opportunity! I would be grateful if you could tell me your address; I will repay you handsomely!"

"You, you, you... this! You're not... you weren't lost!!"

He had been feeling regretful for a long time, remembering the news from the sect that they hadn't been able to meet this young master Mo.

Thanks to her carefully crafted lie, the kid actually got lost.

To my surprise, this kid reappeared before me, thanking me for the divination and for helping me find my fortuitous opportunity.

What's going on?

Could it be that he later found a sect on his own?

But his own sect didn't tell him? Could it be that someone wanted to steal his benefits?

Thinking of this, Song Jusheng immediately lost interest in being polite with Mo Yuanjiao and simply mumbled to him:

"No need for that, you deserve it... I have something to do, I'll go now, let's talk again next time."

With that, he hurriedly returned to his post.

He wanted to go back and find out who was so audacious as to have swallowed his things!

Seeing him leave in a hurry, Mo Yuanjiao stopped.

Recalling the time he had his fortune told, he watched the fortune teller's departing figure thoughtfully.