The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 258 - 257: People Should Not Undervalue the Water in the Pond

Chapter 258: Chapter 257: People Should Not Undervalue the Water in the Pond

Eventually, the old man in the hemp robe took Mo Fan and Ye Xuan to his home.

On the way.

"You’re still keeping this grandson?" Ye Xuan saw the old man in the hemp robe still carrying Mo Fan on his back and couldn’t help but frown.

Without turning his head, the old man in the hemp robe replied, "If you can help this old man restore his cultivation, keeping him won’t have any impact, right?"

"That’s true," Ye Xuan said with a slight smile, and did not say anything more.

If this old man in the hemp robe were to regain his strength, this Mo Fan would merely be a Grotto Heaven, and even if he were stronger, the old man could crush him with one finger.

Moreover, he always felt that the presence of Mo Fan might have another layer of meaning.

Otherwise, given the identity of this old man as the Family Head of the Mo family, he wouldn’t have spared Mo Fan.

As for the specific reason.

It’s hard to say.

"What is your name?" the old man in the hemp robe suddenly asked.

"Ye Xuan." Ye Xuan replied softly, without hiding it.

"Ye Xuan?" The old man in the hemp robe paused for a moment, looking at Ye Xuan, a different kind of flavor appearing in his eyes.

"Are you the recently famous son-in-law of the Emperor Immortal Sect?"

The old man in the hemp robe asked.

"It surprises me that the Family Head of the East Desolate Mo Family would pay attention to the affairs of a small pond," Ye Xuan responded with a light smile.

"A small pond..." The old man in the hemp robe gave a slight smile.

Indeed, for the entire East Desolation Domain, the Tianqing Mountain Range of a hundred thousand li radius is indeed just a small pond.

Even the entire Southern Domain, in relation to the East Desolation Domain, is just a somewhat larger lake.

But.

"Do not underestimate the water in small ponds; where it’s shallow, there may be a dragon lying,"

the old man in the hemp robe said slowly, "Like yourself, who might be a dragon, right?"

When the old man in the hemp robe learned of Ye Xuan’s background, he relaxed quite a bit.

But he hadn’t underestimated Ye Xuan at all.

At the time of the Emperor Immortal Sect’s glory, even the East Desolate Mo Family had to make way.

Although the Emperor Immortal Sect has declined now, who knows if one day it will rise again?

Like lately, the Tianqing Mountain Range of a hundred thousand li radius, all the tumults, had been stirred by the Emperor Immortal Sect.

As the Family Head of the East Desolate Mo Family, he could see deeper things.

Long ago, he had felt that behind the Emperor Immortal Sect, there were invisible hands manipulating everything.

Now, it seems that those hands might just belong to the person before him.

"Do not underestimate the water in small ponds; where it’s shallow, there may be a dragon lying," Ye Xuan muttered the phrase again, his lips curling slightly, he said slowly, "These words were left by your ancestor Mo Tianxing, weren’t they?"

Such familiar yet unfamiliar words.

The old man in the hemp robe’s body shook slightly, narrowing his eyes at Ye Xuan, "Young friend Ye seems to be quite familiar with my East Desolate Mo Family?"

Ye Xuan smiled lightly and did not say much more.

More than familiar, Ye Xuan knew every detail of the Mo family.

That Mo Tianxing was precisely the figure who had brought glory to the Mo family,

Once, when Mo Tianxing was suppressed by several powerful forces, Ye Xuan casually rescued him; at that time, Mo Tianxing swore to become stronger so that no one could bully him or the Mo family again.

Ye Xuan then bestowed the phrase, "Do not underestimate the water in small ponds; where it’s shallow, there may be a dragon lying."

Initially, Ye Xuan didn’t pay much attention.

But later, after many years of the Mo family’s strength, Ye Xuan heard the phrase again from the descendants of the Mo family and learned that it had been written into their legacy by Mo Tianxing.

Seeing that Ye Xuan did not speak, the old man in the hemp robe did not get angry; instead, he found it natural.

This recently prominent son-in-law of the Emperor Immortal Sect was more profound and unfathomable than he had imagined.

However, what puzzled him was the rumor that Ye Xuan and the people of the Emperor Immortal Sect were supposed to be in seclusion for cultivation; why would he appear here?

Unable to help it, the old man in the hemp robe asked, "Weren’t you recently in sect cultivation, young friend Ye?"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan gave a slight smile and said, "I just came out of seclusion yesterday to clear my mind."

He certainly couldn’t say that he had reached a deep level of cultivation, entered the Dao state, and traveled three thousand li in one step; that’s why he appeared here, could he?

"I see," the old man in the hemp robe nodded slightly, then said, "I haven’t introduced myself yet, I am Mo Yunchui."

"Hmm." Ye Xuan didn’t say much more.

The old man in the hemp robe, also known as Mo Yunchui, seeing this, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his guard slightly towards Ye Xuan.

For the moment, Ye Xuan did not seem like an enemy.

Mo Yunchui led Ye Xuan out of the Xuan Yao Mountain Range and came to a low mountain.

There, there was a small thatched hut with three rooms.

"Grandfather!"

At that moment, a sudden anxious female voice came.

Immediately, a graceful figure flashed by and appeared in front of Ye Xuan and Mo Yunchui.

Ye Xuan looked at the woman, slightly surprised.

The woman was dressed in a light cyan long dress without any makeup, yet she seemed as ethereal as a Heavenly Human. At this moment, her delicate face was filled with joy.

This woman was even comparable in looks to his daughter-in-law, Zhou Youwei.

However, that wasn’t the reason for Ye Xuan’s surprise.

What surprised Ye Xuan was the young woman’s physique.

Pure Spirit Divine Body...

After some thought, Ye Xuan looked at Mo Yunchui again, then glanced at the unconscious Mo Fan, understanding something.

Mo Yunchui, feeling Ye Xuan’s gaze, narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing, instead, he softly said to the girl, "Qing Lian, help your brother inside."

"What happened to my brother? Grandfather, what happened to the injuries on your body? And who is this?"

The stunning woman in the light cyan dress asked repeatedly, her eyes wary as she looked at Ye Xuan.

Although she kept asking questions, she still followed Mo Yunchui’s instructions and helped Mo Fan up.

"His name is Ye Xuan. Grandfather just encountered danger in the Mystic Demon Mountains, and he happened to rescue me," Mo Yunchui casually fabricated a lie.

"Oh." Mo Qinglian helped Mo Fan into the house.

Mo Yunchui looked at Ye Xuan and said in a voice only audible to the two of them, "Regarding the matter of the Pure Spirit Divine Body, I hope you can help this old man keep it a secret."

Ye Xuan looked deeply at Mo Yunchui and said with a half-smile, "If you hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have known."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunchui gave a slight bow.

All was unsaid in their understanding.

Actually, Ye Xuan was just about to ask about the Pure Spirit Divine Body.

This Mo Qinglian clearly possessed the Pure Spirit Divine Body, yet she was only at the Body Refinement Realm.

Indeed.

The first realm of cultivation, Body Refinement.

It’s hard to imagine a genius with a Divine Body being only in the Body Refinement Realm.

Considering Mo Qinglian’s appearance, she must be at least eighteen years old.

At that age, with the talents of a Divine Body, she should at least be at the Sealing King Level.

But since Mo Yunchui had spoken thus, Ye Xuan didn’t continue to question further.

Mo Yunchui led Ye Xuan into another room.

The room was very simple.

A meditation cushion, a wooden table, and a wooden stool.

Scattered across the wooden table were middle-grade Spirit Stones.

It didn’t look like a place where the head of the East Desolate Mo Family would reside.

This was even more meager than what a Loose Cultivator might have.

However, neither Ye Xuan nor Mo Yunchui cared about these details.

The two of them sat facing each other.

"Young friend Ye, are you truly confident that you can cure this affliction of mine?" Mo Yunchui’s expression became solemn.

This affliction had plagued him for over a decade; he had been hiding here all these years, attempting to heal himself.

However, as the years passed, not only did the affliction fail to heal, but it also became increasingly severe.

This was precisely why he had been unable to return to the East Desolate Mo Family.

Even with Mo Yunchui’s composure, he was starting to feel nervous now.

"He’s going to treat Grandfather’s illness?"

At that moment, Mo Qinglian walked in, her brows slightly furrowed, looking at Ye Xuan with disbelief, "Grandfather, he’s not even older than me, right? Are you sure you want him to treat you?"

Seeing Mo Qinglian enter, Mo Yunchui’s expression darkened as he said, "Qing Lian, please leave."

"It’s alright, let her watch," Ye Xuan said with a casual smile, not taking offense.

"Stretch out your hand."

Ye Xuan told Mo Yunchui.

"If you dare to hurt Grandfather, I’ll make you suffer," Mo Qinglian hummed softly, standing to one side and watching.

Apparently, she was really prepared to make a move against Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan, of course, did not pay attention to a young girl’s threats. He grasped Mo Yunchui’s wrist, his Dao Pattern faintly stirring.

Hum————

The next moment, all the conditions inside Mo Yunchui’s body appeared in Ye Xuan’s mind.

Even Ye Xuan couldn’t help but frown slightly, "This affliction of yours has already become chronic..."

Mo Yunchui couldn’t help but give a bitter smile as he said, "Is there a solution?"

"It’s not difficult, but it requires a few specific medicines," Ye Xuan said softly.

"Really?!" Mo Yunchui could hardly contain his joy.