Dare to Cancel the Engagement? I Will Marry Your Ancestor! - Chapter 19

Mo Ling certainly understood Long Qianqian’s intentions, but he couldn’t let himself be humiliated. However, he wasn’t going to let himself suffer.

“Elder Long, if you apologize to me, I can let bygones be bygones.”

Long Xuan, smiling, responded, “Sect Leader Mo, your words are strange. I merely gave something away. What’s the harm in that?”

Long Qianqian stepped forward and slapped Long Xuan, not sparing him any dignity.

Long Xuan’s face stung, and he glared at Long Qianqian, who raised her hand as if to slap him again.

Mo Ling quickly grabbed Long Qianqian’s jade-like hand and gently rubbed it. “Don’t hurt your hand; I’ll feel bad.”

Long Xuan, fuming, hissed, “A woman who marries out forgets her roots! Such disloyalty!”

Mo Ling smirked and glanced at Long Xuan. “You should direct your anger at me, not my wife. Look, you’ve made her upset!”

With that, he gathered his qi in his dantian and sent a crimson seal flying towards Long Xuan, suppressing him.

The seal was like a mountain, rendering Long Xuan’s attempts to break free futile. Bl00d spurted from his mouth in his desperation.

Supporting Long Qianqian, Mo Ling coldly stated, “I’ll spare you this time for my wife’s sake. If you try anything again, I won’t be so lenient.”

Hu Xin, angry and flustered, followed Gu Kewai, explaining, “Sect Leader, I was deceived by him. I had no idea he wanted to harm you. It’s truly despicable!”

Mo Ling, amused, sarcastically replied, “Elder Hu, you’ve lived so long and yet didn’t see through this? You should spend more time reading and less time scheming.”

Gu Kewai snorted, disdainfully adding, “Wise advice often stings. Elder Hu, following the Sect Leader’s guidance is always right.”

Ding! Long Xuan’s emotion value +2000

Ding! Hu Xin’s emotion value +1000

Mo Ling, aware of their deep emotions, felt pleased. The stronger their feelings, the more he benefited, much like a cat toying with its prey.

That night, Long Qianqian tenderly served Mo Ling, resting against him. “The Long family has misunderstandings with you. It’s my fault for not handling it well.”

Mo Ling, feeling his cultivation had improved, wanted to use the emotion value immediately. “Don’t worry, for your sake, I’ll be very tolerant of the Long family.”

Long Qianqian fell asleep, while Mo Ling sat cross-legged, accessing his system interface to check his emotion value.

“Enhance my cultivation technique!”

Ding! Consuming 5000 Emotion Value:  Stimulating fifty years, you received guidance from the Fish King in the Hidden Dragon Abyss, understanding the breath and transformation secrets of qi and water. Meditation Breathing Technique successfully advanced to Small Perfection!

After a night of cultivation, Mo Ling opened his eyes, feeling the sunlight on his white robes, taking a deep breath, and sensing the energy filling his dantian.

“I saw you were meditating, so I didn’t disturb you.”

Long Qianqian, fully dressed and ready, sat beside him.

Mo Ling, seeing her energetic appearance with a ponytail, admired her even more.

“What’s the matter?”

Long Qianqian spoke clearly: “News of a secret realm in Beihan Continent has spread. The three major sects have sent people to investigate, and we should have news soon!”

Mo Ling got out of bed feeling excited. This was a great opportunity to test his luck—maybe even learn a new skill!

Secret realms were training grounds that could randomly appear on maps, formed by underground energy collisions. They were dangerous but filled with opportunities.

In these realms, one could obtain rare treasures, magical herbs, or improve strength and learn new skills. The luckiest might even encounter a sage and receive guidance, paving the way to success.

Since ancient times, there have been various stories of secret realms where dreams come true.

So, with the appearance of a secret realm in the Beihan continent, cultivators from all over were eager to be the first to explore it.

“Hmph! The three major sects always take the best parts first. It’s so unfair.”

Long Qianqian, hearing this, glanced around and whispered, “Shh, you can’t say that out loud. If someone with ill intentions hears it, Tianyun Sect could be in danger!”

Mo Ling smirked but remained silent.

Words were unnecessary; strength was what mattered.

“Alright, gather the disciples and come with me to the secret realm!”

Long Qianqian immediately said, “I’ll go with you.”

“Of course.”

Long Qianqian’s strength would indeed be a great help.

Tianyun Sect organized their team and set off. The disciples were equipped with magical tools designed by Mo Ling, making them look impressive as they walked down the street.

Other small sects, hesitant to lead the way, saw Tianyun Sect heading out and quickly joined them, traveling together to the secret realm.

A green light shot into the sky from the secret realm, indicating its location at Jinghuan Ancient Mountain.

Jinghuan Ancient Mountain was the only mountain in Beihan Continent that didn’t accumulate snow in winter. It was already home to many demons and was considered a forbidden mountain.

Mo Ling led the team, flying towards the mountain. They saw various groups along the way—sect teams, solo wanderers, and people who had traveled from afar.

Hu Xin, anxious, said, “We’re late! Many must have gone in already!”

Mo Ling calmly replied, “Don’t worry, Elder Hu. Those who go in first are just scouting. We’re entering at the right time. The good stuff is deeper inside, and what’s meant for us can’t be taken by others.”

Gu Kewai agreed, “Exactly! By now, the three major sects must have sent their people in. We’ll avoid conflict and get in at the right time! The Sect Leader’s timing is perfect!”

Hu Xin muttered under his breath, “At your age, still a bootlicker!”

At the foot of Jinghuan Mountain, many tents were set up. Mo Ling chose an empty spot and had the disciples set up camp.

As they started, a white mist rolled in from the surrounding forest, enveloping the area like poisonous gas.

“Where is this fog coming from?”

Mo Ling, sensing something wrong, took a breath and felt his throat burn like swallowing blades, his head heavy, and his vision blurry.

He immediately ordered, “Cover your mouths and noses; take the Breath-Holding Pills!”

Gu Kewai opened his bag and distributed two bottles of Breath-Holding Pills.

After taking the pills, everyone felt their breathing ease and drew their swords, ready for anything.

After a long silence, they relaxed, having heard nothing for half a day.

Hu Xin, annoyed, said, “Jinghuan Mountain has never had poisonous gas. Some fool must have triggered the secret realm!”