Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 459, Extremely Yin Night (6) (Third Update)

Chapter 459: 459, Extremely Yin Night (6) (Third Update)

Aaron looked at his phone screen, now gone dark, and a helpless curve touched the corners of his lips.

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The Mo family.

Mo Feixue led the elderly Madam Mo to the VIP room at the front hall.

A party of four.

They moved slowly, the silence was such that only their footsteps could be heard.

The VIP room was filled with curling wisps of purple smoke, permeated with the scent of sandalwood, creating an otherworldly ambience despite being indoors.

Through a layer of pearl curtains, one could see the figure seated in the armchair.

It seemed there was also someone standing behind that figure.

Mo Feixue stopped in front of the curtains, glanced at Madam Mo, then lifted the curtain and whispered, "Aunt, you go in first."

This was the basic etiquette of a younger family member toward an elder.

Madam Mo stepped forward into the room without hesitation.

Mo Qingyi also wanted to follow, but Mo Feixue suddenly let go of the curtain and cast a sidelong glance at Mo Qingyi before striding into the room with heads held high, the very picture of arrogance, like a proud peacock. To her, Mo Qingyi was like an insignificant flower by the roadside, unworthy of any consideration.

If it had been a different time, Mo Qingyi would surely have cowered and retreated without hesitation.

But not now.

Although she was usually somewhat willful, she could distinguish the gravity of situations.

This was not the time for her to cause further trouble for the family.

Nor could she afford to offend Mo Feixue.

Mo Qingyi took a deep breath and followed into the room, her face devoid of emotion.

"Master Zhang! Master Qin!" Madam Mo expressed surprise upon recognizing the people inside the room.

She had not expected the individuals Mo Feixue had mentioned who could help Mo Zhixuan to be Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen.

Zhang Linzi was a prophet of the Ancient Martial Arts World. He had some acquaintance with Madam Mo; he had previously divined for Mo Zhixuan, but, unfortunately, he had declined Madam Mo’s request to help Mo Zhixuan through the Night of Extreme Yin.

The reason was the fear of repercussions from the Heavenly Dao.

After all, the curse on Mo Zhixuan originated from the Heavenly Dao, and no one in this world can contend against it.

Qin Qingchen was the only female Master of Figures who traveled between the three realms, her abilities and reputation on par with Zhang Linzi.

Either of them could shake the three realms with a mere stomp of their foot.

Zhang Linzi had previously turned down her request, and Qin Qingchen had had no dealings with the Mo family before, so how could these two appear together at the Mo family residence?

It was all very odd.

No matter the intentions behind Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen’s visit, the very fact that they were willing to come meant that the danger of the Night of Extreme Yin was halved.

Mo Feixue indeed possessed some capabilities.

To have invited both of them together, Madam Mo regarded Mo Feixue with eyes full of approval.

"Madam Mo," both Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen rose to their feet and nodded in respect to Madam Mo.

"Master Zhang, Master Qin," Mo Feixue, who followed behind, greeted them too.

"Acting Patriarch Mo," Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen said in unison.

"I am only the acting patriarch," Mo Feixue smiled faintly, "this position will be returned to Zhixuan sooner or later, just call me Feixue."

"Thank you both for your willingness to lend a hand and ensure the safety of my son through the Night of Extreme Yin, my gratitude knows no bounds," Madam Mo bowed in thanks.

Mo Qingyi, standing beside her, bowed as well.

Qin Qingchen quickly reached out to steady Madam Mo, "It’s nothing but a simple effort, you shouldn’t be so formal, Madam Mo, or you’ll make me feel guilty."

"What Qin has said is right," Zhang Linzi stroked his beard with an easy demeanor, "it’s nothing but a simple effort, Madam Mo needn’t be so courteous."

A simple effort?

Memories of an incident from a month ago came back to Madam Mo.

Back then, when she had merely hinted at the matter to Zhang Linzi, he had paled dramatically, hurriedly waving his hands to refuse, "Madam Mo, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, my abilities are simply limited. For this matter, you should seek other experts. I still wish to live peacefully for a few more years."

Only a month had passed, how could Zhang Linzi have such a drastic change of heart.

Madam Mo frowned discreetly.

She had a feeling that the situation was not as simple as it seemed.

Lost in thought, Zhang Linzi moved in front of Mo Qingyi, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

Mo Qingyi felt a chill down her spine under that examining gaze and unconsciously took a few steps back, clutching Madam Mo’s sleeve tightly.

After a moment, Zhang Linzi slowly began, "This girl’s aptitude is very poor, she has a murderous fate, and will surely bring ruin to her husband and children. Madam Mo, why would you keep such a person by your side?"

Damn it!

Mo Qingyi was almost ready to explode.

Her fate was murderous, destined to ruin her husband and children?

Could this annoying old Taoist be blind?

Madam Mo’s expression also soured, but still, she managed a smile, "Master Zhang, this is my daughter, Mo Qingyi."

"Master Zhang is right," Qin Qingchen spoke up as well, "this girl caused the death of her parents at birth, becoming an orphan. Fortunately, she was adopted by the Madam Mo, which is why she’s been able to live until today. She is born under an ominous star of solitude. Madam Mo would do well to deal with her sooner rather than later, to prevent future calamity for the Mo family."

These two men, every word a stab to the heart, were harmonizing in their efforts, clearly intending to drive Mo Qingyi away.

It was unknown whose bidding they were doing.

However, as both masters were existences akin to deities, who could have the power to command them?

Doomed to be a lone star of Tiansha, fated to cause the death of parents, and reduced to an orphan...

These words transformed into sharp swords, piercing straight into Mo Qingyi’s heart.

Blood oozed profusely; she could barely stand steady.

Was it really because of these reasons that she was abandoned by her birth parents?

"The two masters must be mistaken," the matriarch of the Mo family spoke calmly, "Qingyi has been raised by my own hands. If she really were the lone star of Tiansha, wouldn’t I, as her mother, have long lost my life? How could I have possibly survived unharmed to this day?"

Qin Qingchen slowly said, "Madam, please do not take offense. I am habitually blunt. I have said what I needed to say; whether you listen or not is for you to consider." He assumed an air of grave seriousness.

Zhang Linzi on the side echoed, "This humble one has wandered the three realms for many years and has never spoken falsely. However, ultimately, it is a family matter for Madam, and it’s best for you to decide. This humble one should not intervene."

Standing to the side, Mo Feixue slightly curled her lips.

Whether it was the matriarch of the Mo family or Mo Zhixuan, these two would eventually have to return to the Superpower World.

Superpower World prides itself on its pure bloodlines, which cannot be casually tainted by a mere mortal.

The Mo family certainly could not tolerate an adopted daughter tarnishing its name.

The matriarch knew better than anyone what kind of destiny her daughter she had raised for many years held.

Even if she truly were the dreaded lone star of Tiansha, she would never abandon her.

If it were not for the unique marks on their bodies, the matriarch would have doubted whether the two men before her were indeed the real Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen.

"Thank you for your kind words, masters. Since Qingyi is my only daughter, I shall never abandon her," the matriarch said with resolute insistence.

Mo Qingyi’s eyes reddened slightly, and upon hearing the words, she tightly gripped the matriarch’s sleeve, her body trembling slightly.

"Master Zhang, Master Qin, Auntie," Mo Feixue spoke up at just the right moment, "Our purpose today is to help Zhixuan overcome this difficulty. Any other discussion is pointless..."

"Feixue is right," Qin Qingchen said with a smile, "Madam, please lead us to the Yin and Yang Bagua Array first."

Zhang Linzi stood up from his armchair.

A looming crisis was thus easily defused by Mo Feixue.

The matriarch’s previous misgivings about Mo Feixue began to dissipate.

"This way, please," the matriarch said, leading the way, with the others following behind.

It was still that cold underground palace.

The path was lined with blossoming red spider lilies.

Flowers without leaves.

It resembled the road to death.

As you walked further in, apart from the spider lilies, there were places decorated with red crystals.

The melding of cold and warmth.

Curiously, the spider lilies here were not scorched like the ones outside in the courtyard.

Instead, they seemed to bloom even more exuberantly.

Red as fire.

Somewhat eerie.

The path was narrow, allowing only one person to pass between the red crystals and spider lilies.

Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen held Compasses in their hands, their expressions grave as they adjusted their pace to the turning speed of the Compasses.

The atmosphere was quiet, with no one speaking.

Occasionally, they would encounter people dressed in burial clothes, moving stiffly as they transported red crystals. Upon seeing these individuals, both Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen would show fleeting expressions of shock.

The Mo family’s ability to animate corpses for their own use was indeed not to be underestimated.

The group continued on their way, through the stone corridor and into a stone house within the Yin and Yang Bagua Array.

"Madam, there seems to be no problem with the Yin and Yang Bagua Array, but..." Qin Qingchen began, showing a troubled expression.

Zhang Linzi also sighed.

"But what?" the matriarch asked anxiously, "Speak freely, Master Qin. If there’s anything I can do, I will fulfill your request."

"It’s actually not a significant issue," Zhang Linzi stroked his beard, "We need to meet with the future mistress of the house to discuss countermeasures."

The future mistress.

It was Zhang Linzi who had first proposed finding the girl of Taiyin.

But she had already promised Mo Zhixuan that she would not involve Chu Jin. By mentioning Chu Jin now, was Zhang Linzi not putting her in a difficult position?

The matriarch frowned, "Is it necessary to meet her?"

"The future mistress of the house is a person of good fortune and possesses the Bloodline of Fire Bathing. Madam need not worry about her safety. With the mistress there, Nine Ye will surely survive this ordeal unscathed," Qin Qingchen said.

"But I promised Zhixuan that I would not involve Jin in this matter; she is, after all, just an ordinary person..." the matriarch expressed her concern.

Zhang Linzi laughed, "Madam, you misunderstand. The mistress my third sister and I wish to meet is not that ordinary person, but rather, Zheng Chuyi, Miss Zheng." She is also the sole master recognized by the ancient Konghou.

And the reincarnation of the Empress.