Before the Lotus Emperor, he was as weak as a cripple.
"Release... release this venerable one..."
A hoarse, ethereal voice emerged from beneath the black robe.
Nangong Mo coldly regarded the person before him: "This Lotus Emperor never kills the innocent. It was your idea for the Moluo Clan to provoke the Immortal Realm back then. You wished to annihilate the Immortal Realm as a token of sincerity for your cooperation with the Demon King."
"You disregarded the Moluo clansmen's pleas and led your entire clan into the Immortal Realm, slaughtering the innocent. It was you who caused the death of your entire clan, and you deliberately made your entire clan witness your brother as the murderer of your father. You desired the position of Ghost Sovereign, but you never imagined that your brother was the one most valued by the Moluo Clan leader."
"They originally intended to bestow the position of Ghost Sovereign upon your brother. Upon learning this, you deliberately provoked your brother, exploiting his fraternal affection, to have him kill your father for you. Afterward, he willingly sacrificed himself for you."
"You killed two birds with one stone, not only inheriting the position of Ghost Sovereign but also removing a stumbling block. When the Moluo Clan waged war against our Immortal Realm, you saw that only a few of your clansmen remained, and you conceived the idea of escaping."
"However, the Moluo Clan does not permit its members to be deserters. If you fled, you would become a sinner to the entire clan. Even if your entire clan was about to be annihilated, even if they all died, their souls would drift in the Moluo Clan, becoming lonely specters of the Moluo Clan. To be human was to be of the Moluo Clan, and to be a ghost was also to be of the Moluo Clan."
"And for your own self-preservation, to prevent the Moluo Clan, whether human or ghost, from knowing your intentions, you used a stratagem of 'shedding cicada's shell' to escape. Your original body was destroyed at that time, and your soul body was also sealed and preserved then."
"After you gathered forty-nine souls, your soul body was reborn, and you continued to be the Moluo Ghost Sovereign. Most of those who followed you were Moluo clansmen who died in that great battle. You led them to occupy the Ten Thousand Layered Hell, killed its Yama Kings, and here, you became a hegemon."
"Moluo Ghost Sovereign, today, this wicked villain, this Lotus Emperor will eliminate you!"
His five fingers tightened.
Nangong Mo exerted force with his palm.
Powerful spiritual energy surged from his arm, entwining the Moluo Ghost Sovereign like several ropes, rendering him immobile.
The white-glowing spiritual ropes tightened their grip.
The black robe also began to shrink.
"Ah..."
A pained groan pierced the heavens.
And at this moment.
The Moluo clansmen's ghosts drifting around the Ten Thousand Layered Hell also let out painful shrieks.
The groans of agony continued one after another.
This sound persisted for a moment.
Ouyang Qinglin, Du Chun, Duan Xifeng, Nangong Li, Meng Qinghua, and others covered their ears.
Duan Xifeng also covered Xiao Yihao's ears with his hands.
Gu Qianying was in Nangong Mo's embrace.
Nangong Mo raised his other hand and covered Gu Qianying's ears as well.
After a moment.
The black robe transformed into a mass of black mist and vanished, soul scattered and spirit dispersed!
The painful groans around everyone also ceased instantly.
Even the auras surrounding everyone were only spiritual energy; nothing else remained.
"My wife, it's alright."
After lowering his hand, Nangong Mo did not release Gu Qianying, his broad palm resting on her slender waist.
He continued to hold her tightly.
Lovers reunited after a long separation naturally missed each other dearly.
And at this moment, after the Moluo Ghost Sovereign disappeared, everyone finally felt at ease.
Xiao Yihao also missed his father dearly. Seeing that his mother and father had indulged in their reunion enough, he jumped down from Duan Xifeng and toddled to Nangong Mo, calling out "Daddy, Daddy."
Nangong Mo felt guilty towards his son.
He had never been by his son's side, had not watched him grow, and had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father.
As he picked up Xiao Yihao, Nangong Mo kissed his face several times.
He did not voice his apologies.
Instead, on the way back after Du Chun, Ouyang Qinglin, Meng Qinghua, and others left the Ten Thousand Layered Hell.
Nangong Mo let Xiao Yihao ride on his shoulders. Along the way, anything Xiao Yihao fancied, Nangong Mo would purchase it for him.
The Ten Thousand Layered Hell was destroyed, and the Moluo Ghost Clan and its members completely vanished.
After Baili Jingxuan was resurrected, he was not an ordinary mortal but remained by Song Wuji's side in his soul form.
The Song family returned to Song Wuji's control. Madam Song and Song Yu'er remained at the mansion to recuperate.
Song Yu'er had always believed she was pregnant, but her belly never grew.
Therefore, after consulting several physicians, she finally learned that she was not pregnant at all.
Having fainted for two days due to excessive grief, upon waking, she sent her maid to search for the man she deeply loved.
When the maid returned, she did not bring back a living person but a cold corpse.
It was a disfigured corpse, its features unrecognizable, but Song Yu'er found the jade pendant that Li Feng always wore on this body.
There was also a letter intended for her, which was only half-written and incomplete.
Reading the words on the letter, Song Yu'er wept bitterly.
Little did she know that this letter was deliberately crafted, and the deceased "Li Feng" was merely Li Feng, not Han Xuan.
Gu Qianying and Nangong Mo hid in the distance, watching.
Regarding the matters of the Song family, ever since Nangong Mo possessed "Baili Su's memories," he was aware of everything that had transpired.
"Does my wife think this method will make your young lady friend give up?"
Before Gu Qianying, Nangong Mo's voice was always so gentle.
And only before Gu Qianying was Nangong Mo truly relaxed.
"A person who, for his own selfish desires, would even kill his own father. entrusting Yu'er to such a heartless individual, I am not at ease. If Yu'er were to stand in his way in the future, this person would treat Yu'er the same way."
"Such a heartless person is not Yu'er's good match."
"My wife speaks the truth."
Nangong Mo leaned closer, embracing Gu Qianying.
"Then... may I ask my wife, am I your good match?"
Nangong Mo teased, looking at Gu Qianying.
Gu Qianying looked up and gave him a sidelong glance: "No."
Upon hearing this.
Nangong Mo did not get angry but instead smiled. The hand resting on her waist moved upward: "Oh, really? Does my wife know that when she lies, her ears turn red?"
His thin lips drew near, and he bit her earlobe, gently nibbling.
A tingling sensation spread through her, and someone also reached his hand into her...
Gu Qianying's face immediately flushed.
"Scram, take your paws away! What are you doing in broad daylight!"
Gu Qianying feigned anger, hitting Nangong Mo's chest twice, but she did not push him away.
She also understood how precious this brief time together was.
She knew even better that Nangong Mo's cycle of reincarnation and tribulation was not yet complete.
His companionship at this moment was fleeting.
Nangong Mo seized Gu Qianying's hand and immediately picked her up in a princess carry.
"My wife, I missed you so much."
He looked down and kissed her lips.
Turning, he carried her back to the room.
Having known the Song family for a long time, Gu Qianying and her companions temporarily stayed at the Song residence.
They were all close friends of Gu Qianying.
Of course, they did not stay for free; each person offered some silver as a token of gratitude.
Song Wuji refused many times, not wanting to accept.
To him, Gu Qianying was once his god-sister, and his god-sister's friends were also his friends.
However, Meng Qinghua, Ouyang Qinglin, and the others felt uncomfortable staying without offering something.
Therefore, to allow these individuals to feel at ease, Song Wuji symbolically accepted some tokens of appreciation.
Xiao Yihao was very understanding and well-behaved.
He knew that his mother and father wanted to "have a good time" for a day or two.
So, for these two days, he played with Meng Qinghua and the others, led by his elder and second uncles.
Although Nangong Li was not adept at taking care of children, he was capable of playing with them.
Cricket fighting, cockfighting, dice gambling, and other small games.
Nangong Li and Xiao Yihao played with great enthusiasm.
Three days later, in the evening.
At the invitation of Song Wuji, Gu Qianying, Nangong Mo, Meng Qinghua, Du Chun, Ouyang Qinglin, Duan Xifeng, and Gu Yefeng attended the Western Regions' quinquennial "Seven Stars Banquet."
For a hundred years, a legend has been circulating in the Western Regions...