Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 672 - 674, just in time for Mo Zhixuan (first update)

Chapter 672: 674, just in time for Mo Zhixuan (first update)

"Look, that’s it over there!" Chu Jin pointed to a small cabin not far away, leading Mo Zhixuan by the hand.

If Mo Zhixuan hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that people could live in such a primitive forest.

The mountain hid many fierce beasts, and if it were two ordinary elders, they would hardly survive three days here.

It wasn’t hard to guess that these elders were no ordinary people.

Seeing the wisps of smoke rising from the roof, Chu Jin breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed Uncle Wu and Auntie Lin were probably quite alright.

"Let’s go." Mo Zhixuan took Chu Jin and walked towards the cabin.

The cabin was exactly the same as when she had left, nearly unchanged, with three little rabbits in front of the door nibbling on carrots. Seeing Chu Jin approach, they all put down their carrots and rushed over.

These were the rabbits that Chu Jin had raised by hand. When she found them, there were three, and now there were still three, but back then, they were only the size of palms and now had become big, round, chubby rabbits.

Chu Jin knelt halfway down, touching their heads one by one, smilingly saying, "Fattie, Second Fattie, Little Fattie."

Mo Zhixuan stood behind Chu Jin, looking at the three rabbits with similar sizes and fur colors with a tangled expression. To him, these three rabbits hardly looked different; his Jin was indeed amazing to be able to tell them apart.

"Come on, let’s go inside." After petting the rabbits, Chu Jin pulled Mo Zhixuan into the house.

Mo Zhixuan, a man with a deep obsession for cleanliness, didn’t mind at all that Chu Jin had just touched the rabbits and was now holding his hand.

"Godfather, godmother, we are back."

When Uncle Wu and Auntie Lin inside heard this voice, they both walked outside smiling broadly.

We are back.

Did this phrase mean that Jian Yi and Chu Jin had already achieved positive results?

"Jin," as Uncle Wu and Auntie Lin came out of the house and saw Mo Zhixuan beside Chu Jin, they both froze for a moment, quite surprised. The two elders didn’t expect that it wasn’t Jian Yi who came back with Chu Jin but another unfamiliar man.

Chu Jin had only been down the mountain for a month; why would she bring back a strange man? Moreover, judging by the looks of them, their relationship seemed to have gone beyond that of ordinary men and women.

They were holding hands!

Uncle Wu and Auntie Lin were somewhat at a loss, worried that Chu Jin might have been deceived.

"Hello, uncle, and aunt," Mo Zhixuan greeted the two elders politely.

Auntie Lin seemed somewhat displeased, only nodding with a smile and unabashedly scrutinized Mo Zhixuan. This young man, though more handsome and having a stronger presence than Jian Yi, was lacking in one respect.

That was his age.

Jian Yi was definitely at least ten years younger than him.

His features were indeed young and handsome, but Auntie Lin could see a quality in Mo Zhixuan that other young people didn’t have.

It was the calmness of someone who had weathered many hardships.

Even if he was outstanding, given his age, he wasn’t a match for Jin.

Jin being with him would be an older man with a much younger woman, wouldn’t it?

Jian Yi was a better match for Jin. Jian Yi was young, strong, and could accompany Jin for a very long time.

Therefore, at the moment, Auntie Lin was very dissatisfied with Mo Zhixuan.

How could Jin marry an older man?

Uncle Wu, however, warmly said, "Come on in."

Inside, Uncle Wu was busy making tea when Chu Jin stopped him, "Godfather, you sit there, let me take care of making tea."

Uncle Wu put down the teacup and called Mo Zhixuan to sit, "Young man, come sit here."

Uncle Wu couldn’t tell if it was an illusion or something else, but even though he was much older than Mo Zhixuan, when he saw Mo Zhixuan, he felt somewhat uneasy and even a bit in awe. It felt as if he was the junior.

This definitely wasn’t an ordinary young man.

Uncle Wu quietly tagged Mo Zhixuan with this label in his heart.

He had to be cautious.

"Thank you, uncle."

Mo Zhixuan sat down across the table, his behavior courteous, like a graceful and favored gentleman, difficult for anyone to find fault with or to dislike.

"What is your relationship with our Jin?" Auntie Lin, sitting at the head of the table, looked at Mo Zhixuan and asked.

She looked serious, like a mother-in-law testing her potential son-in-law.

"Aunt," Mo Zhixuan looked up at Auntie Lin and spoke firmly yet respectfully, "Jin and I, we are husband and wife."

Husband and wife?

The word shocked the old couple.

How could Jin, still a maiden, become someone else’s wife?

"Nonsense!" Auntie Lin almost choked, "Our Jin doesn’t have a couple mark on her arm, you such a person, don’t even dream of marrying our Jin."

In the Superpower World, if a man and a woman were to become husband and wife, then there would definitely be a special mark of the man on the woman’s arm.

But Chu Jin’s arm had none.

That meant, they did not register at the Moon Temple.

The youngster was lying.

"Aunt, please don’t get agitated," Mo Zhixuan stood up, took the tea Chu Jin had made, and handed it to Auntie Lin, continuing to speak, "Jin and I met in the secular world. In the secular world, Jin and I are legally married, and moreover, we truly love each other."

"Does this mean you already knew Jin?" Auntie Lin frowned slightly, continuing with the questions.

"Yes," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, "A year ago, due to an accident, I lost her inadvertently. Later, someone told me she would appear in the Superpower World, which is why I came back."

Mo Zhixuan maintained his polite demeanor throughout, even when Auntie Lin said he would never marry Chu Jin, he didn’t get angry.

"Jin," Auntie Lin turned her gaze to Chu Jin, asking uncertainly, "Is what he’s saying true?"

"Yes, godmother." Chu Jin nodded slightly, "I believe him."

"Jin, did you recover your memory?" Auntie Lin asked next.

Chu Jin shook her head, "Not yet."

"Oh, my silly girl!" Aunt Lin stood up and patted Chu Jin on the head, "You haven’t even regained your memory and you trust him already? Let me tell you, some people, you may know their faces but not their hearts."

As she spoke that last sentence, Aunt Lin cast a meaningful glance at Mo Zhixuan.

In fact, Aunt Lin didn’t dislike Mo Zhixuan. The young man possessed an upstanding nature, which only made him more likable the more she saw of him. However, due to personal desires, she still hoped that Chu Jin would end up together with Jian Yi.

After all, Jian Yi was her apprentice.

Why let the water from one’s own paddies flow into others’ fields?

Jin was so well-behaved, so beautiful, she did not want to see her marry a stranger.

"Godmother, don’t worry, he’s not that kind of person," Chu Jin wrapped her arms around Aunt Lin’s elbow.

Aunt Lin then turned to Mo Zhixuan, "You say you’re already married to Jin in the secular world, but talk is cheap. Do you have any proof?"

"Aunt, please look at this." Mo Zhixuan took a red booklet out from his space.

It was a marriage certificate.

The name of the holder was Chu Jin.

Attached on the photo page were also pictures of the two of them.

Aunt Lin was no ordinary woman; she could tell at a glance that the marriage certificate was not forged.

"So what if you and Jin are married in the secular world?" Aunt Lin handed the marriage certificate back to Mo Zhixuan, "This is the Superpower World, and you have no chance of marrying Jin here!"

Even so, Aunt Lin still somewhat couldn’t accept Mo Zhixuan being together with Chu Jin.

If Jin married Mo Zhixuan, what would happen to Jian Yi?

Jian Yi and Jin were the perfect match.

Mo Zhixuan slowly started, "Aunt, Jin and I, we truly love each other, and I hope you can give us your blessing."

After all, these two elderly had once saved Chu Jin, and moreover, Chu Jin had acknowledged them as her godparents, so it was essential to get their approval for this matter.

This was the most basic respect.

In the Superpower World, to successfully marry Chu Jin, Mo Zhixuan needed to pass the hurdle posed by Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin.

When Mo Zhixuan spoke, although his attitude was humble, he exuded an aura of quiet authority, which put pressure on Aunt Lin.

Aunt Lin felt strange, how could a young person have such an aura? Was it an illusion?

Even though Aunt Lin felt the pressure, she said uncompromisingly and bluntly.

"It’s not appropriate, not at all. You’re completely unsuitable for our Jin. Look at you, how old are you? Our Jin is only 21 years old this year, still so young. I won’t talk about anything else, but when it comes to age, you’re just not worthy of our Jin."

"Aunt," Mo Zhixuan looked at Aunt Lin, his tone deep, "I admit that in terms of age, I am indeed a few years older than Jin, but that cannot be the reason we can’t be together. I love her, I can give her happiness and everything she desires..."

Aunt Lin thought Mo Zhixuan was just being eloquent with words; after all, Jin was so beautiful, and anyone would want to marry her, "In any case, I won’t agree to you being with Jin, unless you can become ten years younger; otherwise, don’t even think about marrying Jin!"

Since Chu Jin had acknowledged her as her godmother, she had the right to decide on Chu Jin’s marriage.

Letting Chu Jin marry Mo Zhixuan?

How could that be possible?

How could she let such a lovely cabbage be spoiled by a pig?

Aunt Lin’s attitude was very firm.

"Old lady!" Uncle Wu stood up and looked at Aunt Lin, "What do you know? I think this young man is quite good. What’s wrong with being a bit older? Being older means being more experienced, wiser, and knowing how to cherish someone—far better than those inexperienced youngsters! Young man, don’t be scared. If your aunt doesn’t support you, I do. I think you and Jin make a good couple."

Uncle Wu didn’t have as many thoughts as Aunt Lin; he simply felt that Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin were a good match.

Jian Yi, although excellent,

was in some ways not quite worthy of Chu Jin.

At one glance, it was clear that Jin was not the kind of girl who could be confined to a boudoir.

Besides, by the sound of it, Jin had already recognized Mo Zhixuan, and indeed, they truly loved each other.

If that’s the case,

why should they stand in the way of lovebirds?

How disagreeable.

As elders, isn’t it better to be likeable?

"Thank you for your support, Uncle," Mo Zhixuan politely nodded in gratitude, "I will definitely not let you down."

Uncle Wu smiled and nodded, "Good, I trust you, and I am at ease entrusting Jin to you."

"You old fool, what do you know that you’d hand Jin over to him? What’s so good about being older?" After speaking, Aunt Lin turned to Chu Jin, "Jin, don’t listen to your godfather, your godmother is telling you to be cautious when choosing a husband. You absolutely can’t go for an older man..."

The older man Mo Zhixuan: "..."

As it stood, Mo Zhixuan’s only flaw seemed to be his age, and that was what Aunt Lin clung to relentlessly.

If he was older, he wasn’t worthy of Jin.

Jian Yi was younger, only Jian Yi was worthy of Jin.

In Aunt Lin’s heart, Chu Jin and Jian Yi were the perfect couple.

Uncle Wu couldn’t care less about Aunt Lin’s opinion and smiled warmly at Mo Zhixuan before asking, "Young man, what’s your name? And who else is in your family?"

Mo Zhixuan was silent for a moment before saying slowly, "I am surnamed Mo, first name Zhixuan. It’s the Mo from ’None can stand against’ (天下莫敌), and Zhixuan comes from the phrase ’The gateway to all mystery’ (玄之又玄) in the Tao Te Ching."

With a loud clang, Uncle Wu’s teacup fell to the ground, and he stared at Mo Zhixuan in astonishment, exclaiming, "Did you say... your name is Mo Zhixuan?"

In the Superpower World, there was only one person named Mo Zhixuan.

Although Uncle Wu lived in seclusion in the mountains, he kept well informed about the events below.

"Yes," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, "I am indeed Mo Zhixuan."

Aunt Lin’s complaints about Mo Zhixuan’s age ceased abruptly, and she too stared dumbfounded at Mo Zhixuan.