Change of Position

If one was close to a cultivator, the bead would light up. The closer one was to a high-level cultivator, the brighter the bead would be. However, after entering the Demon's Note Valley, everyone's cultivation was suppressed, so even if they took out their spirit pearls, they would not light up.

The disciple took the spirit pearl and approached Mo Xiuyao cautiously. One step, two steps, three steps... As they got closer and closer, Song Zhi's heart was also in her mouth. She stood on her tiptoes and peeked behind Mo Xiuyao. The spirit pearl did not light up. The disciple paused and looked at Lin Cang behind her with a sigh of relief.

Lin Cang narrowed his eyes and suddenly attacked. The long sword in his hand stabbed toward Mo Xiuyao without any warning. Everything happened too quickly. By the time Song Zhi came back to her senses, the long sword had already stabbed into the ground an inch below Mo Xiuyao's feet. She subconsciously grabbed the belt in her hand, and Mo Xiuyao's mouth twitched.

When danger came, subconscious actions were the best way to expose one's instincts. Lin Cang had been staring at Mo Xiuyao when he drew his sword. He thought that he could force him to use his spiritual power, but he did not expect to fail! Could it be that Mo Xiuyao had nothing to do with the return of spring in the Demon's Note Valley? Lin Cang furrowed his brows and suppressed his doubts.

Mo Xiuyao looked at the long sword stuck in front of his toes and said to Lin Cang after a moment of silence, "Your daughter-in-law also said that your son's ability in bed is not as good as yours."

Lin Cang was speechless.

The disciples of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect were speechless.

"Your daughter-in-law must be lying to you." Mo Xiuyao looked at the long sword that was three inches deep in the ground and added seriously.

Everyone present was speechless.

Lin Cang was insulted by Mo Xiuyao in front of his face and could not care about anything else. He drew his long sword and was about to fight Mo Xiuyao to the death, but he was stopped by a few disciples. "Master, calm down. Don't fall for the demon's trap!"

Lin Cang suddenly broke free from the disciple's restraints and turned to leave with a black face. The rest of the people looked at each other and quickly followed.

"Lin Cang must hate you to death." Song Zhi undid her cloak and said to Mo Xiuyao, "You actually didn't have to use your ultimate move right from the start."

Although the strong were respected in the Immortal cultivation world, and their sense of morality was getting weaker and weaker. No matter how weak a sense of morality was, the affair between a father-in-law and a daughter-in-law was still a shocking matter. If this matter were to spread, Lin Cang would probably be too ashamed to go out.

"You can do it step by step. For example, you can start by saying that he's ugly." Song Zhi said with a straight face.

"If I didn't say that, would Lin Cang have left so quickly?" Mo Xiuyao glanced at Song Zhi. "If he doesn't leave now, I'll be strangled to death by you."

Song Zhi looked guiltily at Mo Xiuyao's crumpled belt. She paused for a moment and said worriedly, "Will Lin Cang take revenge on you? The Demon's Note Valley is his territory, and you're under his control. It should be easy for him to kill you, right?"

Mo Xiuyao glanced at her and said, "He wouldn't dare." 

Song Zhi paused. That's right, Mo Xiuyao was not only powerful himself, but he also had a father who ruled the Demon Realm as his backer. Although Mo Xiuyao had been in a state of recuperation for so many years, if anything were to happen to him, his father would wash the Immortal world with blood. After all, in the book, after Mo Xiuyao's death, his father really did so!

Song Zhi tutted and then remembered something. "What did Lin Cang mean when he said winter left and spring came? By the way, I saw snow outside when I went out. Why hasn't the snow in other places melted yet, and spring has come in the Demon's Note Valley?"

Mo Xiuyao looked at her again and said, "What do you think?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's just a coincidence." Song Zhi seemed to be in deep thought. "It can't be you. You have no cultivation and no spiritual power."

Mo Xiuyao's mouth twitched and he refused to continue the conversation.

It was time for cultivation again at night. Song Zhi looked at Mo Xiuyao who was leaning against the bed and waiting. She felt a dull pain in her knees. For the past half a year, she had been repeating the same action, and Mo Xiuyao's took longer and longer time to 'finish'. Every time she finished, her waist and legs would be sore for a day or two.

"Why don't we..." Song Zhi looked at Mo Xiuyao. "Shall we change our positions today?"

Mo Xiuyao looked up. There was no displeasure in his eyes, and he did not seem to be against Song Zhi's suggestion. Seeing that Mo Xiuyao did not object, Song Zhi looked at him expectantly. After a long time, he slowly said, "I want to eat cake tomorrow."

"Other than the cake, I'll bake you some potato chips!" Song Zhi said generously.

Mo Xiuyao reluctantly agreed and said, "Alright, what do you want to do?"