Mo Huaiyu took the marriage contract.
The first thing that caught his eye were the two large words, “Marriage Contract,” written in a somewhat crooked and shaky manner.
One might have thought a three-year-old child had written it.
But based on his understanding of Sister Yu Yun since childhood, there was no mistaking it.
This was Sister Yu Yun’s own handwriting.
Back then, he had told Sister Yu Yun that her writing was childish.
In response, she had said, “What do you mean childish? This is called having a youthful heart!”
Good grief.
He hadn’t expected Sister Yu Yun’s excuses to be so elegant and refined.
But the handwriting wasn’t important right now.
What mattered was the content of the marriage contract.
First, there were phrases about how a fine match is predestined by fate and a beautiful couple is made in heaven…
That content wasn’t important either.
Mo Huaiyu looked directly at the signatures.
Bride: Hundred Flowers Fairy.
Groom: Mo Huaiyu.
Now, Mo Huaiyu could no longer remain calm.
Holding the marriage contract, he asked, “Sect Master, what is going on?!”
Sect Leader Yaoyang said with considerable surprise, “So, worthy son-in-law, you didn’t know?”
Sect Leader Yaoyang then explained, “Ten years ago, the Empress herself visited our sect. In the presence of myself and many Peak Masters and Elders, she wrote this marriage contract. Now that the ten-year period has passed, worthy son-in-law, it is time to fulfill the engagement.”
What?!
Mo Huaiyu was shocked.
To have a fiancée suddenly drop from the sky—my goodness.
Fortunately, he didn’t have a childhood sweetheart; otherwise, this would have been a guaranteed bloodbath.
He looked at An Ruoxi.
At this moment, even An Ruoxi couldn’t help but have a slight blush on her pretty face.
An Ruoxi had also just learned a few days ago that there was a marriage contract between her and Junior Brother Mo.
However, she hadn’t objected immediately because she felt that Junior Brother Mo was quite good.
Not only was his strength far beyond those of the same rank, but his appearance was also handsome.
Furthermore, his character was decent.
She remembered that when she and Junior Brother Mo purchased cultivation resources, they always paid for their own things.
The men who used to be around her would always buy everything for her to attract her attention, but she didn’t like that.
Mo Huaiyu withdrew his gaze.
Although Senior Sister An was indeed a national beauty with a city-toppling appearance, the relationship between him and her—even counting their previous few meetings—was merely that of ordinary friends.
Moreover, if two people were to be together without any feelings, their future days would certainly not last long.
“Sect Master, I feel that this matter needs careful consideration. After all, between Senior Sister An and me, there are almost no romantic feelings…”
Just as Mo Huaiyu was about to refuse, Sect Leader Yaoyang said: “Worthy son-in-law, this is a small dowry prepared by our Yuling Sect. It’s not much, just five million Spirit Stones. Please accept it, worthy son-in-law. There will be much more later.”
“But—then again, feelings can be nurtured slowly, haha.”
It wasn’t that Mo Huaiyu was greedy for money, but he was truly dirt poor.
Ever since Sister Yu Yun suddenly disappeared, not only had his quality of life plummeted repeatedly, but even his cultivation resources were nearly exhausted.
While participating in the Dao-Asking Convention, he had completely depleted his family savings to defeat powerful opponents.
He had originally planned to see if he should transform into a legendary bandit to rob the rich and help the poor—specifically, helping his poor self.
“Good, good. It’s great that my worthy son-in-law can think this way. Take these Spirit Stones for now.”
Sect Leader Yaoyang gave a grand wave of his hand, and five million Spirit Stones easily came into Mo Huaiyu’s possession.
Holding these five million Spirit Stones, Mo Huaiyu felt a sense of sudden wealth.
However, he would need to ask Senior Sister An about her thoughts later. He presumed she wouldn’t enjoy the feeling of being forced into such an arrangement either.
Subsequently, the Peak Master of Hundred Flowers Peak, Ming Yuhe—who was An Ruoxi’s master—gave a faint smile and said, “Little fellow, I am Ruoxi’s master. In the future, you may call me Master just as Ruoxi does. This is a meeting gift for you.”
Ming Yuhe raised her fair hand, and a jade pendant flew into Mo Huaiyu’s hand.
Mo Huaiyu gripped the pendant.
It was a Heart-Communicating Jade, which was of great benefit to cultivation.
After a few casual words, Ming Yuhe said to An Ruoxi, “Ruoxi, from now on, you will be responsible for his affairs within the sect.”
“As you command, Master.”
“Mhm, go and pick a residence first.”
***
After the two of them left, an Elder asked, “Sect Master, you seem to be very concerned about this little fellow?”
Another female Elder said, “This little fellow’s appearance is quite good, and his strength is also acceptable. I think he is very suitable to be Ruoxi’s husband.”
Sect Leader Yaoyang waved his hand and said, “As far as I know, the Goddess Palace is becoming restless. If we don’t hurry, the Goddess Palace might get to him first.”
“Furthermore, this little fellow shone brilliantly at the Dao-Asking Convention. Just now, I probed his foundations; he is indeed the Empress’s brother. He is truly terrifyingly powerful.”
Ming Yuhe looked toward the direction the two had left and said with a hint of sorrow, “I just don’t know if Ruoxi can win his heart. You must know that we are not the only power that has a marriage contract with the Empress.”
At this point, the four fell into silence.
***
“Junior Brother Mo, do you have any requirements for your residence?”
“I don’t have any in particular. As long as it isn’t completely dilapidated, it’s fine.”
An Ruoxi thought for a moment and replied, “Alright, please follow me, Junior Brother Mo.”
“Sorry to trouble you, Senior Sister An.”
Mo Huaiyu tilted his head slightly to look at An Ruoxi.
The skin on her beautiful face was white and delicate, seemingly breakable by a mere breath.
Sensing his gaze, An Ruoxi turned her head and met his eyes, asking softly, “Does Junior Brother Mo have something else on his mind?”
“Ahem.”
Mo Huaiyu cleared his throat and asked tentatively, “Senior Sister An, what do you think about the marriage contract?”
An Ruoxi was silent for a moment before saying, “As for a marriage contract, I don’t really like the idea.”
Exactly!
Mo Huaiyu felt that Senior Sister An felt the same way as him.
After all, anyone would be uncomfortable being suddenly told they had to marry someone they had only recently met.
However, An Ruoxi’s next words left Mo Huaiyu dumbfounded.
“But if the partner is Junior Brother Mo, I think I can accept it.”
Huh??!
Wait, this isn’t right!
But Mo Huaiyu looked into Senior Sister An’s eyes and saw no hint of a joke; her gaze was solemn.
Hearing Mo Huaiyu’s previous question, An Ruoxi blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, “Could it be that Junior Brother Mo dislikes me?”
Upon hearing these words from Senior Sister An, Mo Huaiyu’s heart immediately sank.
He was most afraid of this tone, as it symbolized unhappiness.
Every time Sister Yu Yun was unhappy, she would take her anger out on him, kneading and squeezing him like a toy.
It was simply agonizing.
“No, not at all! Senior Sister An is so beautiful, how could I possibly dislike you?”
Mo Huaiyu said, breaking out in a cold sweat.
It seemed his plan to break the engagement would require careful consideration of the details.
While Mo Huaiyu lowered his head in deep thought, it was An Ruoxi’s turn to quietly observe him.
The youth’s appearance was exceptionally refined, with eyebrows like swords.
Although his body wasn’t very tall due to his young age, it possessed the uprightness and fortitude of a man.
In this instant, a stray thought also rose in An Ruoxi’s heart.
Junior Brother Mo was her future husband now.
Does he prefer boys, or girls?
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