Chapter 279: Chapter 276: Why Are the Flowers So Red

Imperial Palace, Fighting Cultivation Room.

The External Incarnation had been having a very comfortable few days.

Not only did the young men of the entire Empire line up to give him Spiritual Objects, but they also spared no effort in being his sparring partners.

Inside the Cultivation Room, Cultivation was useless; they could only compete in fighting techniques.

At first, those young men thought Mo Qi was doing this to lower the difficulty of their challenge.

In their eyes, as Liu Ruyan’s brother and Grandmaster Liu Hong’s grand-nephew, Qin Daye’s Cultivation must be absurdly powerful.

If it was just a competition of techniques, it would be easier for him to go easy on them, wouldn’t it?

However, when they truly faced Mo Qi, no matter how expensive the Spiritual Object they offered, they couldn’t escape the fate of being beaten to a pulp.

Mo Qi had long since used the Cultivation Room’s Puppet to completely master the fighting techniques of the King of Kaosan and Mo Xiao.

Combined with his own understanding, forget these young men—even if the King of Kaosan himself were to show up, Mo Qi was confident he could fight him to a standstill in a pure contest of technique.

Now, he had even started secretly learning the clever moves of these challengers.

As long as the Spiritual Objects they brought out weren’t too shabby, he would accept all challengers.

Therefore, his strength was increasing at a tremendous rate, almost every single moment.

"Heh heh, Brother-in-law, are you satisfied with my Spiritual Object?"

Inside the Cultivation Room, a young man with greasy hair and a mouth full of yellow teeth asked with a sycophantic smile, rubbing his hands together.

The moment he opened his mouth, a pungent stench wafted out.

Mo Qi froze. His brows furrowed, and a cold glint rose in his eyes.

A nameless rage surged in his heart, and he secretly clenched his fists.

’This piece of trash dares to have designs on Ruyan?’

’What’s the deal with San Pang and Liu Hui? How could they let someone like this in?!’

Mo Qi had given full authority to Jin Sanpang and Liu Hui to handle the acceptance of Spiritual Objects and the screening of challengers’ qualifications.

The two of them were responsible for collecting the gifts outside the Cultivation Room and determining if the Spiritual Objects were up to standard.

All he had to do was wait for the challengers inside the Cultivation Room.

"Brother-in-law, that little Spiritual Object was just an appetizer! Don’t you worry, as long as you let me marry your sister, I have even greater gifts to present. I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!" the young man said with a wide grin, putting on an air of wealth. The nauseating smell grew even stronger.

Mo Qi was speechless. ’Trying to act like some nouveau riche in front of me?’

’Do you know Qian Duoduo?’

’Are you richer than him?’

"Brother-in-law, we’ll be family soon, so there’s no need to fight, right?"

As the young man spoke, he reached out an equally greasy hand to pat Mo Qi’s shoulder.

Watching the greasy hand get closer and closer, the stench growing thicker and thicker, Mo Qi’s eye began to twitch violently.

"I can’t take this anymore!"

He grabbed the nearby Puppet and, swinging it like a stool, began to hammer the young man with a flurry of blows.

’Brother-in-law my ass!’ 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

’Where do you get this confidence? How are we family?’

’With the way you look, I feel like even letting Ruyan glance at you would hurt her!’

’And you still want to marry her?’

’You clearly have no idea why flowers are so red!’

The young man only saw a figure flash past. Before he could react, he felt a jolt to his forehead, and his vision went black.

Then, he was overwhelmed by an excruciating pain as if caught in a violent storm.

It was as if thousands of people were beating him from every conceivable angle.

His entire body ached. There wasn’t a single spot that didn’t hurt.

"Stop! Stop hitting me! Please, stop!" the young man shrieked hoarsely, curling up on the ground and clutching his head.

But Mo Qi acted as if he hadn’t heard. Gripping the Puppet by its heel, he swung it around and brought it down in a powerful tomahawk chop.

BAM!

The Puppet’s head made intimate contact with the young man’s head.

The young man’s screams came to an abrupt halt. His body convulsed for a moment, and then he passed out.

Only then did Mo Qi stop, tossing the Puppet aside.

The Puppet got up on its own, scratched its head, and looked at Mo Qi in confusion.

According to its programming, it was completely unable to comprehend Mo Qi’s actions, so it could only return to its original spot.

"This Puppet is actually quite handy to use."

His anger having mostly subsided, Mo Qi opened the door to the Cultivation Room while lost in thought.

"Brother Mo."

Jin Sanpang, who had been waiting outside, came trotting over.

"Should I let the next person in?"

Mo Qi shook his head and pointed at the young man lying on the ground, a bloody mess looking like a pile of sludge. "From now on, if you see anyone this slovenly, unkempt, and reeking of a foul odor, I don’t care how valuable their Spiritual Object is. Tell them to get lost!"

The young man’s miserable state gave Jin Sanpang a shock.

The challenges had been going on for several days now. Although Mo Qi never went easy on anyone, he had never been this heavy-handed either.

This was the first challenger to be beaten so badly.

"I understand," Jin Sanpang said, nodding vigorously.

"By the way, where’s Liu Hui?" Mo Qi suddenly asked, having thought of something.

Jin Sanpang replied, "He was called away by the Wealth-Bringing Boy. I think they went to the Nangong Family’s residence."

Wealth-Bringing Boy?

Mo Qi paused for a moment before realizing Jin Sanpang was talking about Qian Duoduo.

It was obvious they went to the Nangong Family for Nangong Yan.

But given Qian Duoduo’s personality, the outcome was definitely not going to be a peaceful one.

"Let’s go. We’re going to the Nangong Family’s residence too!"

Mo Qi was worried and decided to go check things out.

"What about him?" Jin Sanpang asked, pointing at the unconscious young man.

"Forget him. He won’t die."

With that, Mo Qi walked out of the Cultivation Room. The moment he stepped outside, he saw a familiar face sitting in front of the main door.

A young woman was picking up a Medicinal Pill with two fingers and popping it into her mouth.

"Mmm~"

The young woman chewed gently with her eyes closed, an adorkable expression on her face, letting out a soft hum of enjoyment.

Mo Qi was perplexed.

’Isn’t that the dorky second princess, Li Xuemiao?’

’What is she doing here?’

’Also, isn’t that Medicinal Pill in her hand one of San Pang’s?’

As if sensing something, Li Xuemiao opened her eyes and met Mo Qi’s gaze. For a moment, they just stared at each other.

"I... I... um..."

Li Xuemiao was like a child caught stealing candy, her face instantly turning red.

She quickly lowered her head, fidgeting with the hem of her clothes and tracing circles on the ground with the tip of her shoe.

"I’m sorry," Li Xuemiao apologized in a small voice.

"N-No... It’s not her fault! I gave it to her! Brother Mo, if you’re going to blame someone, blame me," Jin Sanpang suddenly rushed out from behind, his large, stout body shielding Li Xuemiao.

Mo Qi was utterly bewildered.

’What is going on?’

’Did I even say anything?’

’Why is one of them suddenly apologizing for no reason, and the other taking the blame for no reason?’

’What did you two even do wrong?’

Just then, Li Xuemiao sidestepped Jin Sanpang and walked up to Mo Qi.

She took out a Storage Ring and held it out to Mo Qi, whispering, "Mr. Qin the Good Man, please don’t blame Brother Da Pang. It’s just that the Elixirs you refine are so delicious, I couldn’t help myself, so... Inside here is my savings from all these years. Please take it as compensation, okay?"

Mo Qi raised an eyebrow. He didn’t take the ring, instead shifting his gaze to Jin Sanpang.

Looking at Jin Sanpang, his chubby face was flushed beet-red, like a ripe apple.

His small eyes darted back and forth between Mo Qi and Li Xuemiao, though, of course, they lingered more on Li Xuemiao.

Mo Qi chuckled. ’I think I’m starting to understand something.’

’Looks like this guy, San Pang, has really grown up!’