Baojian

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze, pulled on the reins, and said to Mo Que:

"Let's go back to the manor."

When Mo Yuanjiao returned to the gate of his general's mansion, the guards rubbed their eyes in disbelief upon seeing the tall, very familiar-looking young man.

Upon seeing that it really was their young master, they were immediately overjoyed.

"It's the young master! The young master is back!"

After they bowed respectfully to Mo Yuanjiao, one of them hurriedly went into the mansion to inform him.

The remaining servants came to greet their young master and Guard Mo, taking the reins from their hands and leading their horses.

Mo Yuanjiao was warmly received by his servants and entered the house.

As soon as he entered the house, their head steward came over and led him to General Mo's study in the front yard.

Inside the study, only General Mo was there, his back to the door, wiping his precious sword.

After leading Mo Yuanjiao into the study, the head steward quietly withdrew outside and gently closed the door.

He then led all the servants outside the courtyard, while he himself stood guard at the gate.

After everyone had left, General Mo turned to look at Mo Yuanjiao.

General Mo fought on the battlefield in his early years, and it wasn't until he was over thirty that he gradually found time to go home and have several children.

So although Mo Yuanjiao is only thirteen years old now, General Mo has already reached the age of knowing one's destiny.

It's only because he has practiced martial arts for many years and his virtuous wife has taken good care of him that he looks like he is in his forties.

He first looked his youngest son, whom he hadn't seen for six months, up and down.

Mo Yuanjiao had always been quite well-behaved in front of his father and dared not act recklessly, so he was standing obediently straight as his father looked him over.

General Mo, seeing that in just half a year, his youngest son had lost much of his impetuousness and seemed much more composed than before, nodded with great satisfaction and said:

"Not bad, you've become more presentable after going out for a while."

Upon hearing his father speak, Mo Yuanjiao immediately scurried over to him as if his feet were greased, and said excitedly:

"Father, do you want to cultivate with me?"

General Mo:...

The father and son, who hadn't seen each other for six months, shouldn't they first show their paternal love before having a good chat about the son's experiences along the way? But what is his son saying now? Why does he seem to understand, yet also seem not to quite understand?

However, Mo Yuanjiao was unaware of his father's thoughts and pressed on:

"Even our sect leader's father has started cultivating!"

"His grandfather also practiced cultivation!"

"His whole family practices cultivation!"

Fortunately, General Mo had lived for decades and seen all sorts of storms. He cleared his throat and asked:

"You mean you want me to join your little sect and cultivate together?"

Mo Yuanjiao nodded and said:

"Yes, Father, you can't cultivate without joining a sect. I happen to have some disciple slots left, so how about I take you as my disciple?"

General Mo:...

After a brief silence, General Mo said to him expressionlessly:

"Your mother and grandmother are still waiting for you in the backyard. Go and see them quickly, and while you're at it, call Mo Que over."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuanjiao a little regretful, replied "Okay," and left the study with great reluctance.

Upon arriving outside the courtyard, he saw the head steward at the gate and asked him to call Mo Que over. Then he took off running to the backyard.

If you can't fool your father, try fooling your mother and grandmother first!

Just as Mo Yuanjiao went to the backyard and began to frantically coax and brainwash his mother and grandmother, General Mo finally learned the details of their trip from Mo Que in the study in the front yard.

After satisfying his mother's and grandmother's need for maternal love, Mo Yuanjiao returned to his courtyard. His personal servant, Baojian, ran up crying and hugged his leg.

"Young Master! How could you abandon your Baojian and not return for half a year?! Your Baojian has been waiting for you so long!"

Mo Yuanjiao, accustomed to this, stood still and waited for the moment his crying stopped before immediately saying:

"Count to three. One, two, one..."

Baojian immediately scrambled to his feet, smoothing out the wrinkles he had made on the young master's clothes while smiling obsequiously at him:

"I'm up, I'm up. Young master, next time you go on a long journey, please take Baojian with you. Baojian really can't bear to see you out there exposed to the elements without anyone to take care of your chores—"

Mo Yuanjiao lifted his foot and walked into the house.

"Go and inquire about something in a bit. What's the background of that Green-Crowned Daoist who frequents the Flower and Willow Lane of the city?"

Seeing that the young master had ordered him to do things as soon as he returned, Baojian felt that his status as a personal servant had been restored. Instantly, he was as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and quickly followed behind him, answering loudly:

"Yes, young master!"

"Keep it down."

Baojian immediately turned his volume down to the lowest setting.

"Yes, young master~"

Mo Yuanjiao turned to look at him with a complicated expression:

"I told you to be discreet when you're asking around."

After accepting his orders and leaving with his Baojian in hand, Mo Que went to Mo Yuanjiao's courtyard.

Mo Yuanjiao was quite surprised to see him:

"Have you finished asking your father?"

Mo Que in agreement:

"The master said I'll follow the young master from now on."

Mo Que was originally General Mo's personal bodyguard. He was sent to accompany Mo Que on his long journey because he was worried about Mo Yuanjiao.

Unexpectedly, after this trip, his father made Mo Que follow him from now on.

However, this is not something that is difficult to understand.

Then, Mo Que said:

"Young master, do you think there's something wrong with that fortune teller?"

Clearly, he had heard Mo Yuanjiao instructing the man to Baojian.

Upon hearing his question, Mo Yuanjiao replied:

"Yes, the blue crown on his head is the same style as the blue crown worn by the disciple from the Shangyang Sect that I encountered when I was rescued in Liaoju Prefecture."

"I suspect this fortune teller might be from the Shangyang Sect, and that he only did this to deceive me."

Previously, he was captured in the Spirit Stone mine in Liaoju Prefecture. After being rescued by Lin Xiao, he went back to the prefectural government office with the prefect of Liaoju Prefecture. At that time, he had a brief encounter with the Immortal Jin of the Shangyang Sect.

Before joining the Lingxian Sect, he hadn't paid attention to it before, so he didn't really know where the Shangyang Sect was.

However, after joining the Lingxian Sect, people in the sect chatted with him about the Shangyang Sect recruiting disciples in Hufang Province in the spring.

It was then that he learned that Shangyang Sect was actually their Lingxian Sect's neighbor.

Later, he became absolutely certain that his fortuitous opportunity truly lay with the Lingxian Sect.

Isn't this just the Unseen? If there had been any slight deviation back then, he would have Shangyang Sect.

Now that he realized the person who had told his fortune back then was very likely from the Shangyang Sect, he immediately took notice.