Chapter 9: Contracted Divine Beast
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There was a sharp glint in Yun Mo's eyes as he spoke with conviction, "Grandfather, don't worry. One day, I will eradicate the Fang family." Yun Jingtian, who had lost control of his anger, froze upon hearing these words. "Mo'er..."
Yun Mo continued, "Grandfather, as you can see, I have already started cultivating. I will strive to become powerful and make sure that no one dares to bully our Yun Mansion!"
Tears welled up in Yun Jingtian's eyes, his heart filled with a mixture of emotions. He reached out and patted Yun Mo's slender shoulder. "Mo'er, you've grown up..."
A pang of bittersweet emotion washed over Yun Mo as she nodded and said, "Mo'er has grown up. I can protect grandfather, protect my aunt, and protect the Yun Mansion."
Yun Jingtian cast a glance at Yun Mei, who was already looking much better lying on the bed, and then said to Yun Mo, "Come with me to the study. There are some things that I need to tell you."
"Alright."
Yun Mansion, study room.
Yun Jingtian led Yun Mo into the room with his back facing her. His gaze fixed on a painting hanging on the wall. The painting depicted a handsome man and a beautiful woman holding hands and gazing into each other's eyes, exuding a sense of tranquility and happiness.
"Your father was an extraordinary genius. He reached the level of a Spirit King at the age of twelve after breaking through as a Spirit User at the age of four. At that time, I realized that his true cultivation level couldn't be revealed to the public. After all, a good wind does not always bring good fortune."
"People always envy and try to destroy those who are exceptionally talented. Those who cannot have what they desire or cannot tolerate what they see will always seek to ruin it."
"So, the people of the Great Chu Kingdom believed that your father, Yun Junyue, was an ordinary cultivator. At the age of twenty, he brought back a beautiful girl and married her, and later she gave birth to you."
Upon hearing this, Yun Mo looked up at the picture of the man and woman, suddenly feeling a sense of familiarity.
Yun Jingtian turned around to look at Yun Mo, letting out a soft sigh. "Your mother's name isn't Jun Lan, but Di Lan. She told me that she hails from the Di family in the Zhong Lin Continent."
Zhong Lin Continent!
That distant land beyond the treacherous seas—Zhong Lin Continent?
Seeing Yun Mo's astonished expression, Yun Jingtian paused for a moment before continuing, "The last time they left home was eleven years ago. Your father said he wanted to take Di Lan to Zhong Lin Continent to seek marriage and give your mother formal recognition."
"But isn't that sea area extremely dangerous?" Yun Mo asked.
"It is indeed very perilous," Yun Jingtian nodded in acknowledgment. Then he posed a counter question, "But do you know the cultivation levels of your parents?"
Yun Mo shook her head, although she had some faint suspicions in her heart.
"Your father had reached the Spirit Ancestor realm, and your mother had attained the Spirit Monarch level!" Yun Jingtian said with a hint of pride. This cultivation level surpassed what Yun Mo had imagined.
The levels of cultivation were divided into Spirit Practitioner, Spirit Master, Great Spirit Master, Spirit King, Spirit Emperor, Spirit Ancestor, and Spirit Monarch...
And the highest cultivation level on the Eastern Continent was the Spirit Monarch.
Yun Jingtian continued, "The seal within your body is due to the bloodline of your mother's family. Every newborn of their family must face near-death experiences in order to loosen the seal. However, only with the assistance of a practitioner stronger than the Spirit Monarch can they embark on the path of cultivation."
An image of Ye Hua appeared in her mind. As expected, his strength surpassed the Spirit Monarch's level!
Yun Mo briefly explained to Yun Jingtian how Ye Hua helped her with the unsealing process, omitting certain details about the “Lifebinding, a technique for soulmates” and Su Lei's abuse leading to the death of the original host.
She would avenge the original host's grievances.
"Mo'er, you've truly encountered a tremendous opportunity!" Yun Jingtian couldn't help but feel overjoyed for Yun Mo.
"But it's a pity that they haven't returned until now," Yun Jingtian's voice carried a profound melancholy, and his eyes flashed with a hint of sorrow. "Grandfather, perhaps something has delayed them. When I become stronger, I will bring back my parents and make them kneel before you, begging for forgiveness. It would be best if they knelt for days and nights!"
"Hahaha..." The elderly Duke of Yun chuckled, "You mischievous little brat!" With this cheerful interruption, the heavy atmosphere in the study dissipated by a large extent.
Yun Mo then told a few more jokes, amusing the elderly Duke of Yun even more. It was only when the elderly Duke of Yun grew tired that Yun Mo returned to her attic.
Once she was back in the attic, she luxuriously took a bath and then lay down on her bed.
She took out the dark black bead and looked at it for a while before putting it away again.
She hadn't forgotten about the Fang family. The Fang family was one of the three major clans in the Kingdom of Great Chu, and Fang Siyan, the eldest son of the Fang family, was originally engaged to her aunt, Yun Mei.
Seven years ago, when they traveled together to the Forest of Flame for training, her aunt fell into a poisonous coma while saving Fang Siyan.
Shortly after her aunt fell unconscious, Fang Siyan broke off the engagement with the Yun Mansion.
At the time, Grandfather was so enraged that he went directly to the Fang family and severely injured Fang Siyan, including breaking one of his legs. It was only through the intervention of the emperor that the matter was resolved.
From then on, a feud was established between the Yun Mansion and the Fang family.
The Yun Mansion had been in decline over the years, with their military power being seized, and their businesses facing pressure from the Fang family. If it weren't for Grandfather's strenuous support, the whole Yun Mansion would have been wiped out. Grandfather had reached the third level of Spirit Emperor cultivation, placing him among the strongest in the Kingdom of Great Chu.
According to Grandfather, on the day she left, Fang Zhiruan, the second Miss of the Fang family, arrived. Fang Zhiruan claimed that she wanted to visit her aunt.
Before her aunt fell into a coma, she did have a good relationship with Fang Zhiruan, although Grandfather had initially wanted to refuse her entry.
However, Fang Zhiruan spoke with such compassion and sympathy that she reminded Grandfather of the handkerchief connection between her and her aunt. So, he allowed her to see her aunt. Little did he expect that Fang Zhiruan had such evil intentions, secretly plotting to harm her aunt.
The Yun Mansion had spared Fang Siyan, but now the Fang family, who hadn't given up, wanted to poison their own daughter! How could Grandfather not be furious?
At this point, Yun Mo's thoughts were in disarray, her dark eyes filled with icy coldness. What an ungrateful family the Fangs were!
Suddenly, a faint squeaking sound brought her back to reality.
She stared alertly at a small lump rising up from under the bedding beside her.
With caution, she lifted the covers, revealing a tiny fluffy ball, resembling a snowball.
Its glassy-colored pupils gazed back at her, and she could almost see her own reflection within them. "How is it you?" Yun Mo exclaimed in surprise.
She had clearly left it behind, so how did it silently follow her?! "Squeak," the little fluffy ball raised its chin, as if responding to her question.
Yun Mo remained perplexed, unable to comprehend: "...I don't understand."
The small ball of fur darted towards her, its legs so short they were barely visible, yet it moved with astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, it reached her outstretched palm on the bed.
"Hiss!"
Caught off guard, Yun Mo winced as her finger was bitten, causing a sharp pain. Suddenly, a strong white light enveloped the room, piercing through the ceiling and shooting up into the sky! "In the name of the ancient divine beast, the White Tiger, I make a pact with you!"
A young boy's voice, sounding immature, echoed in her mind. Beneath Yun Mo and the small creature, a white contract formation began spinning.
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