After Mo Chen left, Xuanyuan Mo Ze and Feng Jiu looked at each other and turned silent for a while. Xuanyuan Mo Ze asked, “Do you believe it?”
“No.” Feng Jiu smiled with her eyes squinted. She put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear. “Let’s continue in the room.”
Hearing the naked invitation, Xuanyuan Mo Ze’s pupils darkened again. He looked at her and answered, “Alright.” As soon as he uttered this answer, he held her in a bridal carry, marched into the room, and kicked the door close.
However, in the midst of their intimacy inside the room, Shadow One came to the courtyard and reported respectfully, “Master, there is an old man in the house who claims to be the Immortal Lord Stillwater.”
Surprise flashed in Xuanyuan Mo Ze’s eyes as he heard this report. Partly because of the fact that there had been a real interruption in their present situation, and partly because of the fact that the guest was the Immortal Lord Stillwater, his mysterious master.
Seeing Xuanyuan Mo Ze’s facial expression changed, Feng Jiu pulled over the quilt to cover her naked body. “Immortal Lord Stillwater? Who is he?”
“He was the master who taught me those years.” While talking, he got up and put on his clothes. When he tied his belt, he looked at Feng Jiu on the bed and said, “You can rest first! I’ll go see him.”
“Mm.” Feng Jiu replied. After he left the room neatly dressed, she turned over, resting her head in one hand and contemplating. Is there anything else they have to go through? What are the obstacles? Did Mo Chen get it right?
Mo Chen was Old ManTianji’s disciple. Was he a diviner or a swindler who repeated the same old tricks?
Meanwhile, at the Ling Residence.
An old man dressed in grey was sitting in the hall drinking tea. His head was silver hair, but had no wrinkles on his face. His face was ruddy and looked well. He sat with his breath restrained, so that people couldn’t notice his cultivation strength. It’s as if he became one with heaven and earth, looking very much in harmony.
Gray Wolf peered inside from time to time, wondering what kind of Daoist Immortal this Immortal Lord Stillwater was.
In the hall, Immortal Lord Stillwater drank a few sips of tea, then put down the teacup. With his thoughts hidden from anyone, he sat in contemplation until he heard the noise from outside and looked towards the sound.
“Master.” When Gray Wolf saw his master, he immediately ran over. “The old man has been sitting inside for a while. He said his name is Immortal Lord Stillwater.”
Xuanyuan Mo Ze glanced at him and chided, “Don’t be presumptuous. That’s my master.”
“Huh?”
Gray Wolf’s legs softened from fright and didn’t dare to speak again. He called his master’s teacher an old man… He hoped this old man didn’t hear him. But, was this Immortal Lord Stillwater really the teacher of his master? How come they hadn’t seen him before?
Xuanyuan Mo Ze went inside. After meeting the old man’s gaze, he stepped forward with his fists cupped in greeting. “Master.” Although he didn’t spend a long time with his master, he still respected him.
Immortal Lord Stillwater looked him up and down, then nodded. “I haven’t seen you for so many years. Your strength has improved a lot.”
Xuanyuan Mo Ze walked towards the seat on the right and sat down. Instead of answering, he asked, “Master hasn’t appeared for many years. What brings you here today?”
