Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law

Chapter 798 - 803-804: Handling the Aftermath (Part 2)

After this delay, the sky had darkened somewhat.Chen Mo looked at the still unconscious Nalan Yiren and then glanced at Si Song, who couldn’t move yet, feeling a bit troubled.

Should he carry one in each hand?

At that moment, he sensed some movement from above, his sword-like brows slightly furrowing. He placed Nalan Yiren on the ground, looked at the surrounding poisonous creatures that didn’t dare approach, and said to Si Song, "Great Elder, wait here for a moment, I’ll be right back."

...

In the valley, Chen Mo had previously guessed that Nalan Yiren might have fallen into an ambush, so to save time, he only cut through a path and didn’t kill all the official soldiers.

He initially thought this would scare them off, but now it seemed they hadn’t retreated.

Above the underground palace.

Housekeeper He knew very well about the Third Prince Xingyin’s temper, so he strictly followed his orders. Aside from the Third Prince’s master, no one was allowed to leave the underground palace.

Therefore, even though the masked man had previously broken through their heavy encirclement, Housekeeper He was not frightened off. He merely moved a bit further away, "remote commanding."

"Listen up, it’s getting dark. The people below will definitely come out. Be ready and follow my orders," instructed Housekeeper He.

"Yes."

As soon as Chen Mo emerged from the underground palace and Housekeeper He saw that it wasn’t the Third Prince’s master, but rather someone resembling the previous masked man, he immediately ordered to fire.

"Shoo, shoo, shoo..."

The moment Chen Mo poked his head out of the underground palace, a rain of dense arrows shot at him from all directions.

Chen Mo raised his hand, deflecting all the arrows in front of him, but due to the sheer density of the arrows, quite a few still managed to hit him.

"Dang, dang, dang..."

Chen Mo’s brows furrowed slightly because these arrows pierced through his innate spiritual qi. If not for the Vajra Skill protecting him, making him impervious to swords and spears, these arrows might have wounded him.

Chen Mo slightly narrowed his eyes. He hadn’t encountered such a situation when he entered earlier.

Feeling this was somewhat odd, he understood the principle of catching the thief by first capturing the leader, and with a sweeping glance, he instantly identified the leader of this group of official soldiers.

When he entered earlier, he was concerned about Nalan Yiren’s safety, and Housekeeper He was far away, so Chen Mo didn’t bother with him.

But now...

Chen Mo took a step back, then a big step forward, his body tensed, and in the next moment, dashed forward like a gust of wind.

When Housekeeper He saw arrows bounce off Chen Mo, his face changed, and upon seeing Chen Mo charging at him, his face turned deathly pale.

"How did he discover me?"

Housekeeper He couldn’t figure it out. To avoid standing out, he and the soldiers wore the same clothes and armor.

"Stop him, stop him..."

Cold sweat broke out on Housekeeper He’s forehead. Although he hadn’t fought Chen Mo, judging by the opponent’s demonstrated combat prowess, he clearly wasn’t a match.

A mob of official soldiers swarmed towards Chen Mo.

Crossbow arrows were fired, and long spears stabbed at him.

Chen Mo didn’t dodge or evade, confronting them head-on as though he were a rushing hill, knocking over hundreds of official soldiers.

As more armored warriors surged forward, Chen Mo seized a long spear, using it without any martial arts techniques or even thinking, swinging it left and right, rushing against the flow through the gaps between thousands of armored warriors. Flesh and blood flew, leaving a trail of carnage on the open ground of the valley, stopping in front of Housekeeper He.

Chen Mo grabbed Housekeeper He’s neck and lifted him up.

"Wow..."

The soldiers, seeing such a fierce enemy kill hundreds in the blink of an eye and with their leader captured, dared not advance, retreating in fear.

"Spare... spare me..."

Housekeeper He, his neck gripped, couldn’t speak properly. Being half a head taller than Chen Mo, he was lifted into the air, hands gripping the hand that held his neck, struggling constantly.

"Who sent you?" Chen Mo loosened his grip a bit.

"This... has nothing to do with me, it was the Third Prince’s order, spare my life, spare my life..." Housekeeper He pleaded.

"What did he send you here to do?"

"Sir, spare me. If you release me, it truly isn’t my doing."

"Speak," Chen Mo applied some force.

"I... we were just here to help... the Third Prince’s master, the Third Prince said, aside from his master, anyone who comes out of the underground palace should be killed without mercy."

"What’s with your arrows, why can they pierce my spiritual energy defense?"

"I don’t know either, the Third Prince gave me a potion and instructed me to apply it on the arrowheads when needed... cough, cough..." Saying this, seeing Chen Mo’s grip tightening again, Housekeeper He quickly pleaded, "Sir... spare me, I’ve told you everything, I beg... beg you to spare me..."

Before he could finish, Chen Mo snapped his neck.

With Han Yang dead by your hand, how could I spare you?

The retreating soldiers, seeing their leader dead, utterly lost their courage and fled in all directions.

Chen Mo caught one soldier and led him to the underground palace.

The soldier, once let go, immediately fell to his knees with a thud: "S-sir, I’m just making a meager living, please be merciful and spare me. My family depends on me..."

"Silence," Chen Mo interrupted him and said, "Do me a favor, and I’ll spare your life."

"Sir, you must be joking, you’re so powerful, how could I possibly help you?"

"Hm?"

"Sir, just give the order, I’ll go through fire and water for you."

"Help me carry someone."

"W-where to?"

"Into the city?"

"What?"

"Into the Capital City?"

"What?"

The soldier was even more bewildered as if he heard wrong.

You’re not afraid after killing so many, and you still want to enter the Capital City?

What is this? Knowing there’s a tiger on the mountain yet going towards Hushan?

But he had no choice but to comply, after all, his life was at stake in the other’s hands.

...

Chen Mo didn’t let him carry Si Song into the city; he let him down outside the city.

He did spare his life, only knocking him out.

Chen Mo chose not to enter through the city gate, to avoid unnecessary trouble. He used his lightweight skill to carry two people over the city wall.

In Chen Mo’s room.

Lin Xuelan hadn’t left the room at all.

She was so sore that she spent the entire day resting.

What Lin Xuelan didn’t know was that Chen Mo, holding back for a couple of months, had unleashed it all on her, without much tenderness, hence the soreness is no surprise.

Eating, it was prepared by Yu Zhu and brought over.

But seeing as it got dark and Chen Mo was not back, Lin Xuelan couldn’t help but feel worried. She looked at Yu Zhu beside her, who was taking care of her, and said softly, "Yu Zhu, could something have happened to Young Master Mo? He hasn’t returned yet?"

"Miss, don’t overthink. Young Master Mo is so strong, what could happen to him?" Yu Zhu said, though she felt a little worried, as the Capital City had been restless recently.

For some reason, perhaps due to the strength "Ink Language" had shown, now that "Ink Language" was absent, Yu Zhu, having committed some wrongdoing, felt insecure.

While the two were speaking, footsteps were heard outside.

Both women’s expressions changed, as they were about to reach for their weapons.

"It’s me, open the door quickly."

"It’s Young Master Mo, Yu Zhu, hurry and open the door," Lin Xuelan said joyfully.

As the door opened, the two women were startled to see "Ink Language" carrying two people.

Yu Zhu, being a mindful maid, quickly stepped forward to help.

"Take him to the room next door," Chen Mo instructed Yu Zhu.

Yu Zhu nodded and assisted Si Song to the next room.

Chen Mo, on the other hand, carried Nalan Yiren and placed her on the bed where Lin Xuelan had been lying.

"Young Master Mo, what happened? Is this Miss Nalan?" Lin Xuelan asked in surprise.

Chen Mo nodded, "Xuelan, please help take care of her."

"Young Master Mo, and you?"

"I have to handle some aftermath," Chen Mo replied.