Chapter 2 Little Lolita Sword Spirit_1

Xiao Jie explained what she knew: "I thought it was just me, but I didn't expect President Mu to be affected as well. I suspect the other party might have informed the Ma family about what is happening here, they're trying to kill him."

As she said this, Xiao Jie gave Mo Huasong a glance.

Who did this guy offend so much for them to go to such lengths to deal with him, even involving a female CEO and a major celebrity.

"Do you know who the other party is? How are you aware they can rescue your father from prison?" Mo Huasong asked.

How laughable, Xiao Jie wasn't any better off before, but she was understanding things too simplistically.

Xiao Jie, shaking her head, said: "I don't know who the other party is. I visited my father in prison. He said he was framed, but the evidence was too solid for him to escape. Now the opponent let my father go on bail for medical treatment, showing off his capabilities."

Mo Huasong looked at Xiao Jie, he was initially furious at her for being involved in this, but hearing that she was also a hapless victim, he ended up letting it slide. "Xiao Jie, don't be naive. You're the only one who knows what's going on, so they definitely won't let you off easily."

Xiao Jie's expression changed, she had also thought of this. Those people had the audacity to manipulate Mu Fanxuan, unafraid of offending the Ma family, what weight would she hold then?

"What do we do now?" an anxious Mu Fanxuan asked.

Hearing Xiao Jie's words, the reporters were probably outside by now.

If she let the reporters in to cover this, she would be disgraced and unable to face the Ma family.

At this moment, losing her purity was a smaller issue compared to the imminent disgrace.

"Fine, I will clean up this mess. Don't worry about it." Mo Huasong knew that their intention was to corner him and that these two women were their pawns.

"Smug prick, just keep spouting off." Seeing Mo Huasong boasting in such dire circumstances, Mu Fanxuan was so angry she felt like she could puke blood.

Mo Huasong asked: "You don't believe me?"

"If you can sort all this out, I will not hold a grudge against you today." Mu Fanxuan glared at Mo Huasong with resentment. Thinking how her purity was destroyed by him made her heart bleed.

"That works too." Mo Huasong said. Mu Fanxuan was the most innocent one here, and her agreeing to let things slide was what he wanted.

Then Mo Huasong reached out with his hand and muttered a spell in his heart: "Sword Spirit, come forth."

With a "whoosh", a white light appeared, and a cute and beautiful girl, about fourteen or fifteen, appeared mid-air.

"Master, I can finally see you." The adorable girl saw Mo Huasong and instantly wanted to throw herself into his arms.

But seeing Mo Huasong's cold expression, she timidly stayed on one side.

Strangely, when the cute girl appeared in the room, Mu Fanxuan and the others did not perceive her.

"Ah, after the successful creation of the Artifact Yin Yang Myriad Realms Halberd, I didn't expect it to attract a terrifying rain of penalty from heavens, it was my miscalculation. I used the Divine Sword to resist, but it didn't work, causing you to lose your original form." Mo Huasong communicated with Sword Spirit telepathically.

Back then, Mo Huasong forged his own destined Divine Sword, and this Sword Spirit was the spirit of that sword. After the Divine Sword was destroyed, the Sword Spirit followed Mo Huasong.

Sword Spirit turned her head and saw Mu Fanxuan and Xiao Jie, she exclaimed with joy: "Master, you finally developed a liking towards women."

"Sword Spirit, what do you mean by 'finally'?" Mo Huasong broke out in a cold sweat, blaming himself for spoiling her too much, causing her to speak nonsense.

"In the Lan Yun System, you never had any relationships with those fairy ladies. Now, you not only spent the night with them, I could not believe it. I'm so happy." Sword Spirit clapped her hands, her gorgeous little head shook non-stop.

Mo Huasong looked at Sword Spirit, who appeared as a little girl, and felt like he probably shouldn't have summoned her.

She's just a child but causes so much trouble!

"By the way, why are you so happy?" Mo Huasong asked.

"Because you finally fancy women, which means I have a chance to be your woman in the future, wouldn't I be happy?" As Sword Spirit was speaking, her expression suddenly changed: "Master, I feel there are malicious intents toward you in this hotel."

Because of the heavenly penalty years ago, Sword Spirit suffered severe injuries and her power is only one ten-thousandth of what it used to be.

Yet even so, Sword Spirit could still sense that besides the two women in the room, there were others nearby who harbored hatred towards her master.

Mo Huasong said: "I summoned you to help me identify who is scheming against me. I heard that the reporters are on their way up here, go handle this for me."

"Rest assured, Master, I will handle it." The Sword Spirit was nestled deep within Mo Huasong's soul. Now that it had awoken, it was naturally aware of what had just happened.

The Sword Spirit vanished into thin air. Seeing Mo Huasong's gaze still fixed on her, Mu Fanxuan's anger flared even more.

The spot where the Sword Spirit had been was exactly where Mu Fanxuan was standing. She mistakenly thought that Mo Huasong was once again plotting against her.

"You, stop your nonsense, or I'll make your death an ugly one," Mu Fanxuan warned, fearfully while sitting on the bed.

Her exposed long, attractive legs would make anyone's blood boil upon sight.

If Mo Huasong were to force himself upon her again, she would rather let the reporters in. After all, she was the victim here.

Mo Huasong looked at Mu Fanxuan with disgust. "What nonsense are you talking about? Who would want to touch a brainless woman like you with such big breasts? Besides, you carry the Divine Yin Meridian. You are doomed to die at the age of twenty-five."

"Stop talking nonsense." When Mo Huasong declared her impending death at the age of twenty-five, Mu Fanxuan refused to believe him.

"Each month on the twenty-fifth day of the lunar calendar, don't you experience a pain so severe it feels like you're about to die?" Mo Huasong looked coldly at Mu Fanxuan.

This stupid woman, thinking herself so formidable.

If only she knew, back in the Lan Yun System, so many aloof and beautiful fairies would cling to him.

If it weren't for his desire to slap this stupid woman in the face he wouldn't bother speaking to her.

"Y-you, how did you know that?" Mu Fanxuan stared at Mo Huasong in shock.

Her secret was known to no one but herself, not even her parents.

Because on the twenty-fifth day of the lunar calendar each month, her period would arrive right on time.

On that day, the pain would be so severe she couldn't even manage to go to school or work normally.

But strangely, the day after, she'd be completely fine.

Regardless of whether the lunar month was long or short, it would always occur on the twenty-fifth, bizarrely so, leaving Mu Fanxuan feeling like she'd seen a ghost.

Mu Fanxuan had been to many major hospitals, but none could cure her.

The doctors concluded that it was just her period. They said it would go away once she got married. But this man here was saying she only had two years to live. This was truly shocking.

Mo Huasong looked at Mu Fanxuan's surprised expression and confidently asked, "So how does it feel to be right on the money?"

"No, it's not..." Mu Fanxuan of course wouldn't admit this reality. After all, a girl's monthly cycle wasn't exactly something she could easily share with others, especially men.

"It's not?" Mo Huasong blankly stared for a moment, then looked closely at Mu Fanxuan. "That's impossible. You carry the Divine Yin Meridian. There shouldn't be any problem. You only have two years left to live."

"Are you a doctor?" Mu Fanxuan felt that Mo Huasong might have some ability to diagnose her condition.

"You're the doctor. Your whole family are doctors. You brainless, big-breasted idiot." Mo Huasong gave Mu Fanxuan a disdainful look.

He was the respected Heavenly Immortal Mo, and this stupid woman was calling him a doctor.

"You insulted me again!" Mu Fanxuan felt a blaze burning atop her head. This damned, smelly man, she swore, she won't let him go, she was going to tear him to pieces.

Xiao Jie watched the bickering couple with pity, "Arguing won't help. The reporters are on their way up. When they get here, President Mu's reputation will be ruined, you will be killed by the Ma family, and my reputation will take heavy damage too."

Xiao Jie really didn't want to give up her singing career, but she was helpless. In order to save her father, she had to sacrifice herself.

She could only hope that "he" would keep his promise and give her a large sum of money, allowing her to live a peaceful life abroad.

As for Mo Huasong, who was such a male chauvinist, besides feeling disgusted, Xiao Jie was still disgusted. He had defiled Mu Fanxuan's purity and yet he insulted her as a brainless woman with big breasts?

Even if there were no other men in the world, she would never like this kind of overly macho man.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems. I will get both of you out of here," Mo Huasong confidently reassured them.

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