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Chapter 402: A Convergence of Experts
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Chapter 402: Chapter 402: A Convergence of Experts

Mo Qingliu was too young and had been spoiled by everyone since childhood. Even her own older sister, Mo Qingshui, doted on her completely. She was less of a sister and more of a mother figure.

"I know, Sis, but have you thought about it? If that Sect Leader really shows up, how are you going to face him? He’ll definitely start pestering you relentlessly again," Mo Qingliu asked, blinking her big, lovely eyes.

"Just worry about yourself. You don’t need to be concerned with my affairs," Mo Qingshui said with a smile, poking Mo Qingliu on the forehead.

After some playful banter with her sister, Mo Qingliu left. Watching her younger sister’s carefree retreating figure, Mo Qingshui let out a soft sigh. She had once been just like Mo Qingliu, completely without worry. That had been the happiest time of her life, a time when it felt like a towering figure would shoulder any burden for her, protecting her from the slightest harm.

"Why did you walk into my heart, only to leave so ruthlessly?" Mo Qingshui murmured, her eyes growing moist as the image of the man who had once sheltered her from all storms appeared before her.

Time had passed and things were no longer the same. Although she was loath to let go, a thread of stubbornness remained in Mo Qingshui’s heart. It was this very stubbornness that prevented her from confronting her true feelings.

The days passed one by one, and today was finally Mo Qingshui’s birthday. Early in the morning, the entire Mo Family estate was filled with a festive and bustling atmosphere.

Mo Family servants bustled about, making final preparations. From early that morning, the entrance to the Mo Family estate was a constant stream of people, as crowded as a marketplace.

The first to arrive were naturally the other prominent families of Jincheng, both large and small. It was the birthday of the Mo Family’s Eldest Miss, and they had all come bearing gifts, seeing it as the perfect opportunity to strengthen their ties with the Mo Family.

A mere steward of the Mo Family was tasked with receiving them; their status was not yet high enough to warrant a personal greeting from the Mo Family’s Eldest Miss or the Patriarch himself.

Each guest arrived with numerous valuable gifts, which the Mo Family servants meticulously recorded before storing them in the warehouse.

It was a lively day, and Lin Yun couldn’t remain uninvolved. Early in the morning, Shi Wu found him and relayed an order from Mo Qingshui: Lin Yun was to join them for the meal in the main hall today.

Seeing Shi Wu’s anxious expression, Lin Yun took a leisurely sip of his tea. "Brother Shi Wu, aren’t you getting a little ahead of yourself? The banquet doesn’t start until evening, and it’s not even noon yet."

"Ah, that’s not the point! I mean you should get properly prepared. Surely you’re not planning on going dressed like that?" Shi Wu retorted anxiously.

At these words, Lin Yun glanced down at his attire. He saw nothing wrong with it. While simple, his clothes were clean and respectable enough.

Seeing Lin Yun’s indifference, Shi Wu was so agitated he could have jumped. "I’m telling you, Brother Lin, today is the Eldest Miss’s birthday! You’re really going to show up in those coarse linen clothes?"

It was true that Lin Yun was dressed in a simple green robe. While it was neat and clean, the material and overall quality were a bit plain, making it rather inappropriate for the grand occasion of the Mo Family’s Eldest Miss’s birthday.

However, Lin Yun couldn’t care less about such formalities. He had only one requirement for his clothes: they had to be comfortable. He found things like ornate brocade and golden robes to be quite restrictive.

"Brother Shi Wu, this is a classic case of the eunuch worrying more than the Emperor. I’m not the main character today, after all," Lin Yun replied with a light laugh.

Seeing that Lin Yun paid his words no mind, Shi Wu flicked his sleeves in a huff. Muttering that he would return to fetch Lin Yun in the evening, he stormed away.

"That Brother Shi Wu is really single-minded," Lin Yun chuckled to himself as he watched Shi Wu stride away.

The Mo Family estate was bustling all day. The flow of guests only began to taper off as evening approached. But those who arrived now were all truly illustrious figures.

At this time, the Mo Family Head, Mo Qingshui, and Mo Qingliu stood respectfully at the main gate, awaiting the arrival of these distinguished guests.

The first great personages to arrive were a party of four from the Wuji Sect, consisting of the Mo Family’s two ancestors, the Sect Leader of the Wuji Sect, and his disciple.

Upon seeing the four, the Mo Family Head stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Ancestors, Sect Leader."

One of the Mo Family ancestors gave a casual wave and a slight nod. The Sect Leader of the Wuji Sect then turned his gaze to Mo Qingshui, a flicker of affection in his eyes. It seemed Mo Qingliu had been right—the Sect Leader truly did harbor feelings for Mo Qingshui.

"Sect Leader, please come inside and rest for a moment," the Mo Family Head said deferentially.

In the presence of a figure like the Sect Leader of the Wuji Sect, the Mo Family Head dared not show the slightest hint of disrespect.

To his surprise, the Sect Leader of the Wuji Sect simply waved a hand and said lightly, "There’s no rush. I am expecting two honored guests today, and I shall wait here to receive them."

The Sect Leader of the Wuji Sect was named Wan Tai, an expert at the Spirit Realm. In the entire Eastern Domain, only the Sect Leaders of the Six Great Forces could match his status. For Wan Tai himself to be waiting at the gate to welcome someone, one could only wonder about the identity of these so-called honored guests.

Not daring to question him, the Mo Family Head could only retreat obediently to stand behind Wan Tai. The group then waited in silence for the arrival of the guests he had spoken of.

During the wait, Wan Tai’s disciple kept sizing up Mo Qingliu, a look of approval in his eyes.

This disciple of Wan Tai was, in fact, quite renowned throughout the Eastern Domain. At the young age of twenty-seven, his cultivation had already reached the Celestial Spirit Realm Minor Achievement, earning him a place among the Five Great Demon Fiends of the Eastern Domain.

His name was Song Tianyang, and he was known for his immense pride. He certainly had the qualifications to be arrogant; after all, his strength spoke for itself.

They waited for about an hour, and the Mo Patriarch and his daughters were beginning to find the situation odd. Yet Wan Tai showed no sign of impatience, nor did the two Mo Family ancestors. Even the perpetually proud Song Tianyang stood quietly to one side.

From the demeanor of these four, it was clear that the guests they awaited were anything but ordinary. Otherwise, why would a man of Wan Tai’s stature wait outside a gate for an entire hour?

Finally, as the crowd watched on, a brilliant golden light shone from the horizon. Bathed in its glow, four figures soared through the air and landed gently before the gates of the Mo Family.

There were four people in total—two Monks and two Daoists. The Mo Patriarch and his daughters were stunned; they had never imagined that the people Wan Tai was waiting for would be a group of monks and daoists.

An elderly Monk and an elderly Daoist, both with long, flowing white beards, led the group. They each exuded an extraordinary, transcendent aura. Wan Tai bowed respectfully to them and said, "We humbly welcome the Semi-Evil Daoist Master and Abbot Lian Fo."

Upon hearing these two names, the expressions of Mo Qingshui and her father changed dramatically; only Mo Qingliu remained unfazed. These two titles were legendary in the Eastern Domain, their prestige even surpassing that of the Sect Leaders of the Six Great Forces.

The young Monk and young Daoist trailing behind them were presumably their disciples. Had Lin Yun been present, a fight would have likely broken out among the three of them already.

These two were none other than Monk Jiu Rou and the Seductive Daoist, the very same pair Lin Yun had duped countless times back in the Yanhuang Country.

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