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  Mo Qing sat obediently in the chair, her back straight and her hands placed on her legs, looking very well-behaved. However, her eyelashes were slightly moving as she took the opportunity to observe Mo Dajian's expression. The other book friends looked on normally.

  Mo Danyan couldn't help but laugh at the sight of his little granddaughter. After being with her for so long, he had also figured out that this little girl was actually a sly and cunning one, always full of ideas. If she sensed that he was angry, she would immediately turn into a well-behaved baby, but seeing her like this, even the greatest anger would dissipate.

  "Girl, Grandpa won't scold you today, just tell you one thing, you must remember it firmly, and never go to that forest again." Mo Danyan said slowly.

  Mo Qing dust obediently nodded.

  Seeing Xiao Sunu being so cooperative, Mo Danyan became even more uneasy, suspiciously sizing her up and asking: "Lass, are you curious about what's behind Linzi?"

  Mo Qingdun hastily shook his head like a drum, curious if it was true or not. But this curiosity could cost him his life. Compared to his life, curiosity is just a fleeting thought.

  Mo Danyan suddenly lost his smile: "Girl, Grandpa won't hide it from you either. Behind the forest is Yuan Yue Tang, where clan members who have made mistakes are detained. Right now, your sixth aunt is being held inside."

  Mo Qingchen didn't expect Grandfather to tell her this, although she had already vaguely suspected it. Now that she heard Grandfather say so, she was still somewhat shocked and asked: "Sixth Aunt? What did she do wrong?"

  "Ah, Grandpa, shouldn't we keep this from Qingchen?"

  Mo Danyan sighed: "Girl, you know too much about the affairs of the previous generation, which is harmful and useless. Just focus on your cultivation, and when you're tired, go play with Hu Tou and the others."

  Mo Daxian's expression became distant and confused at this point.

  What's wrong? Hehe, maybe the biggest mistake Xiang Er made was marrying the wrong person. But is this her fault? The ones who strongly promoted this marriage back then weren't they the same people who are now imprisoning her, including her own biological father...

  Mo Qingchen looked at Grandfather's expression and put away all his questions. He sat silently for a while, then reached into the storage bag to dig out a wine gourd and waved it in front of Mo Danyan: "Grandfather, why not have a little drink with dinner?"

  Mo Danyan was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Lass, you really understand me! Come on, let's have a few drinks, just the two of us."

  Since that thrilling night, Mo Qingchen became unusually calm and went to Chaoyang Hall for cultivation during the day. After school, he politely declined Mo Ningruo's and Hu Tou's invitations several times and rushed back to Yang Yi Garden, where he had dinner and then returned to his room for cultivation.

  "Girl, why do you always go back to your room as soon as you finish eating?" Mo Danyan looked at Mo Qingchen putting down her chopsticks and bidding farewell before heading in the direction of her own room, finally unable to help but ask, she had been doing this for some time now.

  "Grandpa, Qingchen wants to go cultivate for a while," Mo Qingchen said with a smile.

  Mo Danyan shook his head and said, "At such a young age, you're always buried in cultivation. Girl, everything should have a balance between work and rest. Why don't you go find Hu Tou and the others to play with?"

  Mo Qingchen understands Mo Dajian's heart, just like all the grandfathers who dote on their granddaughters, he hopes that she can have a happy childhood.

  But there was one thing she couldn't say, it was the experience of that night. It left her with a significant psychological shadow, the feeling of being completely powerless and at the mercy of others was too terrible.

  Only when she clearly feels her spiritual power increasing bit by bit and her cultivation growing stronger, does she feel a sense of solidity, and thus has an indescribable feeling of satisfaction.

  Or is he really a cultivation madman?

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but sneer at himself, but then he thought of Mo Xiaosi, who was so eager to cultivate that she even begrudged the time spent eating. He smiled slightly - with her poor innate talent, if she didn't even have diligence on her side, she might as well give up on the Longevity Path and just get married in two years.

  "Grandpa, I can take care of myself, don't worry." Mo Qingchen said with a pout as she bid farewell to Mo Danyan and walked towards her own room.

  Mo Danyan looked at his granddaughter's determined expression, shook his head and said: "This girl is indeed born to take that path. It's rare for someone so young to be able to overcome the nature of a child who loves to play, but unfortunately... her spiritual roots are slightly inferior. Ah, girl, Grandpa really fears you will end up disappointed."

  Mo Qingchen didn't know Mo Dajian's feelings, and as soon as he entered the house, he sat cross-legged on the bed, took out a small bottle of sheep fat jade from his storage bag, carefully poured out a yellow Lingdan, and put it in his mouth.

  As mentioned earlier, the effect of one Spirit Gathering Pill is equivalent to a month's worth of bitter cultivation, which shows the benefits of taking elixirs.

  Mo Qingchen had always been the type to use up all her elixirs, converting them into her own cultivation. This was also why she was able to reach the third layer of Qi Refining in just two short years with her Four Spirits Root constitution.

  At this time, half a year had not yet passed, and the cultivation elixirs she had obtained at the beginning of the year, including those won from Mo Yuqi, had all been used up. Fortunately, because of her victory over the Chen family, the clan leader rewarded her with another bottle of dan medicine. She counted them carefully and found that there were exactly twelve pills, which made her extremely happy.

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  Skilfully controlling the explosion of the elixir's astonishing spiritual energy within his body, he slowly guided it to transform into internal spiritual power. Unknowingly, a large cycle had passed.

  Mo Qingchen didn't stop, but instead continued to meditate with his eyes closed. The medicinal properties of a single Aggregating Spirit Pill wouldn't be exhausted so quickly, and not continuing to cultivate would be an enormous waste.

  Also for this reason, Mo Qingchen took the Jiling Pill with a minimum interval of three days; otherwise, it would cause instability in his foundation.

  Of course, the fact is that Mo Qingchen can eat one Jiling Pill every half month, after all, the current situation of the Mo family is lacking in cultivation resources, and it is impossible to meet the needs of a cultivator.

  Time slipped away quietly as Mo Qingchen devoted himself to cultivation, and before he knew it, May had arrived.

  In the courtyard, the old peach tree has bloomed and withered, and quietly hung green fruit, but Mo Qingchen seemed to be unaware of these changes.

  At this time, she was smiling and talking to the puppet Wang Chuan.

  "Wang Chuan, can you see anything different about me today?" Mo Qingchen asked, holding a wine gourd in one hand and supporting his cheek with the other.

  Today is a rest day, she finished her exercise and released Wang Chuan again.

  Mo Qingchen finished speaking, but Wang Chuan remained unmoved.

  Mo Qingchen chuckled and said, "Wang Chuan, Mo Qingchen has actually broken through today and is now a mid-stage Qi Refining third layer cultivator! As for you, why are you still looking so foolish?"

  Mo Qingchen said with a sip of wine, looking very good.

  She didn't expect that after using up the last Spirit Gathering Pill, she would smoothly enter the middle stage of Refining Qi.

  Her six, Mo Yuqi's four, the clan leader's twelve, and her grandfather's secretly given two, a total of twenty-four Spirit Gathering Pills were used up by her. In addition to using some spirit stones, she also practiced day and night, allowing her to enter the middle stage of Qi Refining Third Layer. Although this might not be worth mentioning for many talented cultivators, and they would even scold her for wasting resources, Mo Qingdun was very satisfied.

  Mo Qingchen was in a great mood at this moment, but couldn't find anyone to share it with, so she took out her beloved puppet Wang Chuan to talk to herself.

  Mo Qingchen looked at Wang Chuan, who only listened to simple commands and acted accordingly. His eyes were slightly warm, and he thought that the path of cultivation was a lonely one, difficult to put into words. Fortunately, with Wang Chuan by his side, he didn't feel so frustrated by the unbearable loneliness of the night, which would have affected his mood.

  Yunzhi sat in front of the main gate of Yangyiyuan, under the bright sunshine, with her eyes slightly closed, intently embroidering flowers, and the lifelike butterflies under her hands seemed to be spreading their wings to fly.

  Because the weather is fine, the young lady wants to practice under the peach tree in the courtyard. She instructs herself to sit here and inform her immediately if someone comes, so as not to disturb her while she practices.

  Listening to the murmurs of the lady in the courtyard, Yunzhi turned her head back and smiled unconsciously.

  Sometimes I think the young lady is even wiser than adults, steady and composed in her actions. But at this moment, she's just like a little kid, talking to a puppet as if it could respond with a "yes" or something. It's just a piece of wood, after all!

  Since the first time Yunzhi saw Wangchuan, she thought he was a thief who broke into her boudoir. After a long time, she also understood that Wangchuan was just a wooden puppet.

  It's funny to see Mo Qingchen like this.

  Hearing the noise, Yunzhi got up and turned into the courtyard. She saw Miss Fourteen and Young Master Fifteen coming this way.

  "Miss." Yunzhi called out.

  Mo Qingchen held a wine gourd, his entire body curled up in a rocking chair, swaying gently back and forth, allowing the clear sunlight to pass through the gaps in the peach leaves, spilling onto his face like white jade, making him look almost translucent.

  Yun Zhi looked a bit dazed, while other book friends read normally:.

  Mo Qingchen opened his eyes: "What's wrong, Yunzhi sister?"

  It's rare to have some leisure time and feel relaxed, but it feels especially wonderful.

  "Miss, Miss Fourteen and they have arrived." Yunzhi replied.

  Mo Qingchen remained in that pose, only raising her hand slightly, and the Forgetful River standing beside her transformed into a palm-sized object that fell into her hand, and was immediately put back into her storage bag.

  Hutou and Mo Ning Rou entered the door, they saw Mo Qingchen curled up in a rocking chair like a lazy cat, very comfortable. The maid Yunzhi's pink skirt was slightly lifted, as if revealing a small horn.

  "Alright, 16th sister, yesterday after school I made a date with you to play today, but you said you had to cultivate,"

  "Cong Ruo is indeed a fake, today it turns out that you are just making excuses, and you yourself have been hiding at home in comfort." Mo Cong Ruo said with puffed up anger.

  Hutou didn't care about those, and in a few steps rushed to Mo Qingchen's side, stretched out his right hand and severely slapped her on the forehead: "Qingchen, if you don't get up now, I won't be polite anymore."

  Mo Qingchen helplessly sat up, rubbing his forehead and said: "I didn't deceive you all, it's just that I made some progress in my cultivation and got excited, so I couldn't calm down to continue cultivating."

  At this time, Hu Tou's two people finally realized Mo Qingchen's change. Mo Ningrou couldn't help but sigh: "Sixteen sister, you actually reached the middle of the third layer!"

  Mo Qingchen nodded happily.

  A strong envy flashed across Mo Ning Ruo's face without any disguise.

  "You two come together to find me, is there something?" Mo Qingchen asked.

  "Hu Tou Shou patted his hand and said: "Fourteen Sisters, see? I told you Qing Chen would guess it."