My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 550 - 551 and Old Mo’s Bet

Chapter 550: Chapter 551 and Old Mo’s Bet

"Very good!" Mo Lao’s mouth curled into a smile as he pulled a Blood Covenant from his person and said, "Drip your vital blood onto this!"

Though Gui Feng’s face showed great displeasure, he obediently did as told and squeezed a drop of his essence blood onto the Blood Covenant.

"I swear to acknowledge Ye Wudao as my master, and should I dare to betray him, may thunder strike me down, and may heavenly and earthly forces annihilate me!" Gui Feng said, trembling and with evident reluctance.

"Very good!" Mo Lao revealed a satisfied smile and put away the Blood Covenant.

"Are you not leaving Ye Wudao’s body yet?" Old Zhong scolded.

"Yes, yes..."

Soon, Ye Wudao collapsed heavily to the ground, falling into unconsciousness.

"Grandfather, how is Ye Wudao?" Mo Feixuan asked anxiously.

"He is fine and will wake up soon," Old Master Mo said indifferently, tossing the Blood Covenant onto Ye Wudao’s body and turning to say, "This old man is tired."

Old Zhong said excitedly, "Miss, you don’t know, but the old master has bestowed upon this lad a tremendous fate!"

"What do you mean?" Mo Feixuan did not understand.

"You’ll know when this lad wakes up," Old Zhong replied.

...

Time passed, though it was unclear how much.

Ye Wudao slowly opened his eyes.

Outside, heavy snow was falling.

He found himself in a wooden hut with a fire pan beside him, lying on a wooden bed.

His head ached terribly!

Ye Wudao rubbed his temple and then, out of curiosity, looked around and said, "Eh, where is this?"

Just then, a pleasant voice came, "Ye Wudao, you’re awake?"

Ye Wudao looked up, only to be greeted by a fragrant breeze as Mo Feixuan, with slender hands, brought him a bowl of steaming medicinal soup and said, "Your body is very weak, just recovered from a serious illness, quickly drink this medicine."

Seeing that Ye Wudao remained silent, Mo Feixuan smiled and said, "Are you afraid that this medicine might be poisoned?"

"No, I just don’t know why Miss Mo would be so kind to me..." Ye Wudao said gratefully.

"Silly, you are my first patient, and I intend to become a doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded in the future. Of course, I must take good care of my patients!" Mo Feixuan explained.

"Thank you!" Ye Wudao quickly grabbed the bowl of medicine.

"It’s very bitter; drink it slowly!" Mo Feixuan said, frowning as she saw Ye Wudao gulp it all down in one go, unable to hold back.

"It’s not bitter!" Ye Wudao said with a laugh, drinking it all at once.

"Here, have some sugar!" Mo Feixuan handed Ye Wudao a piece of sugar. "When I was little, I didn’t like taking medicine, and grandpa always gave me a piece of sugar afterward!"

Ye Wudao took the sugar and carefully put it away.

"Eh, what’s this?" Ye Wudao looked down and saw a blood pact in front of him.

"This is the Blood Covenant that grandfather told me to give you," Mo Feixuan said.

Blood Covenant?

Ye Wudao picked up the Blood Covenant and his pupils dilated drastically, his mouth agape, "Good heavens!"

The Blood Covenant bore a terrifying content!

"I am Gui Feng, one of the four Ghost Emperors of the Ghost Clan, swearing Ye Wudao as my master. Should I betray him, let thunder strike me, and let heaven and earth annihilate me!"

"Damn, what the hell is going on?" Ye Wudao asked foolishly.

"Grandfather said you were possessed by some creature from the Ghost Clan before, and grandpa subdued him and made him recognize you as master," Mo Feixuan casually explained.

"Gulp!" Ye Wudao swallowed a gulp of saliva, unable to believe this development.

Good Heavens!

What earth-shattering thing had Old Master Mo done?

This was a huge blessing bestowed upon him!

To suddenly have one of the Ghost Clan’s Ghost Emperors as an enforcer?

That’s quite astounding!

Ye Wudao carefully stored the Blood Covenant and walked towards the door.

"Hey, where do you think you are going?" Mo Feixuan yelled.

"I’m going to meet Grandpa Mo!" Ye Wudao said, rushing out the door.

Soon, Ye Wudao arrived at Elder Mo’s doorstep.

"Thud!" With a sound, Ye Wudao heavily knelt on the ground, "Junior Ye Wudao, kneeling in gratitude for Elder Mo’s great kindness!"

Bang!

Bang!

Ye Wudao heavily kowtowed three times.

Just then, a voice came from inside the house, "Scoundrel, get lost! Pretend you never came here!"

Hearing Elder Mo’s words, Ye Wudao knelt and said, "Elder Mo, this junior owes you too much, I can’t just walk away like this!"

"You still have the face to mention it?" Elder Mo suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wudao, bursting with rage, "Your Ye family owes our Mo family, you couldn’t repay it in your whole life!"

Ye Wudao nodded heavily, "Yes!"

"Hmph, but you are more responsible than that bastard father of yours!"

The anger on Elder Mo’s face gradually dissipated, he questioned, "I indeed have a matter now, I need you to handle it for me!"

"Don’t mention one matter, even ten or a hundred matters, climbing mountains of swords, descending into seas of flames, if this junior furrows his brow, may heaven strike me with five thunders!" Ye Wudao said earnestly.

"Very well!" Elder Mo showed a look of admiration, then said, "I want you to go deep into Youming Valley, and bring Xiu’er out!"

"Xiu’er?" Ye Wudao was startled, quickly asking, "Is that Miss Mo’s maternal aunt?"

"Correct." Elder Mo nodded.

"My lord, the path to the second Miss is extremely dangerous, with many war emperor-level magical beasts roaming, even great demons!" Old Zhong said worriedly.

"Yes, Grandfather!" Mo Feixuan nodded, her face filled with anxiety, "Even if Ye Wudao is lucky enough to reach my aunt, she loathes men the most. Not to mention seeing him, let alone bringing her out, this is simply asking for the impossible!"

"I don’t care!" Elder Mo scoffed.

Ye Wudao didn’t hesitate, "I promise!"

"No!" Mo Feixuan panicked, "You have no idea how dangerous Youming Valley is!"

"My father failed Aunt Xiu’er, and I owe Elder Mo my life; this little task really isn’t much!" Ye Wudao said resolutely.

"Good, good!" Elder Mo revealed a satisfied smile.

Just then, a deep roar came from Youming Valley!

Roar!

A terrifying wolf howl resounded in all directions!

Hearing this sound, Old Zhong’s face changed, he said, "My lord, the beasts in Youming Valley have been restless! Normally, they only dare to come out at night, but recently they can even be encountered in broad daylight; this young man alone, I fear he might be devoured halfway through by the beasts!"

"Yes, Grandfather, please have mercy, retract your order!" Mo Feixuan hastily shook the old man’s arm, coquettishly pleading.

"No, a man’s word is his bond!" Elder Mo flatly refused.

"But Grandfather, you are highly capable, and have many magical treasures... perhaps you could teach Ye Wudao some skills to help him survive in Youming Valley." Mo Feixuan coquettishly said.

"There’s some reason to that." Elder Mo considered for a moment, then suddenly pinched Mo Feixuan’s ear.

"Ah, it hurts, Grandfather, what are you doing?" Mo Feixuan said angrily.

"Bao’er, are you turning your elbow outwards to help this boy?" Elder Mo said.

"Ah, well, he, he is my patient!" Mo Feixuan explained.

"Is he? But this boy is already cured." Elder Mo said with a half-smile.

"Oh, this, I, I..." Mo Feixuan’s pretty face was covered in a blush, her heart thumped wildly.

"Enough! I’ll be thoroughly good, send the Buddha to the west!" Elder Mo said, then spoke, "Young man, do you want to learn some techniques?"

"Thud!" With a sound, Ye Wudao immediately knelt on the ground, "This junior pays his respects to Master!"

"Damn it, getting above your station, when did I say I would take you as my disciple?"

Elder Mo scoffed coldly, took a Cultivation Technique from his body and threw it in front of Ye Wudao, "This is the first three layers of the Nine-Turns Dragon-Elephant Technique, I give you one week. If you can comprehend any one of these layers, you will have the qualifications to stay!"

"What, my lord, one week? That’s too difficult! Even the Northern King, who was so smart, took half a month!" Old Zhong couldn’t help saying.

"I just want him to know it’s difficult and to scram quickly; didn’t you see Bao’er looking at this boy, just like Xiu’er used to look at his father!" Elder Mo said angrily.

"Three days!" Ye Wudao held up three fingers, "I only need three days!"

What?

Three days!

This even made Elder Mo laugh, saying, "Heh, alright! If you, young man, can comprehend the first layer of the Nine-Turns Dragon-Elephant Technique within three days, I will take you as my disciple!"