A murderous aura instantly filled the surroundings, and the stench of blood spread. Mo Wuji never expected that there would be such righteous people in the God Realm.

Mo Wuji knew that no one would care about them at this moment, so he simply transmitted his voice to Tian Nu, "Remember to avoid the murderous aura."

"Thank you, big brother, I know." Tian Nu transmitted his voice excitedly. He really didn't expect that this big brother he had unilaterally acknowledged was so heaven-defying that he could even dissolve the poison that petrified brain nerves. Not only that, but he also unknowingly helped him dissolve it.

The Yuan energy in the air exploded continuously as they fought, and cultivators were constantly being killed.

Even the edge fluctuations of the fight made Mo Wuji feel difficulty breathing. This was still with the knowledge that someone was deliberately preventing the fight from affecting him.

This made Mo Wuji clearly understand how small his strength was in this world.

"Fellow Daoist, killing me, Ying Congchang, is of no use. If you let me go, I can at least save these people..." A hoarse voice shouted.

Mo Wuji heard clearly that this voice was indeed that of the purple-robed man.

"Okay..." Mo Wuji had just heard the word "okay" when he heard Ying Congchang scream sharply, "Despicable villain..."

Mo Wuji knew that Ying Congchang was dead. It seemed that the guy who killed Ying Congchang wasn't really trying to save them either.

The sounds of fighting subsided, and a crisp voice called out, "Turn your heads around, all of you."

Hundreds of people, including Mo Wuji, turned around woodenly to look at the speaker. The speaker was a woman, her skin not white, but slightly yellowish. Not only that, but her hair also appeared yellowish, but her eyes were large. Her appearance was not ugly, but not particularly beautiful either. If her skin were fairer, she could be described as delicate.

However, the two women standing by her side made Mo Wuji sigh. It was from these two women that he had escaped, but he didn't expect that after going around in a circle, he would still be caught by them.

Behind her stood an old woman. Although the old woman looked old, one could still see her once delicate appearance. The old woman was surrounded by a murderous aura and some bloody smell, indicating that she was the main force in the fight just now.

"Where is the young master-in-law?" The yellow-haired woman's eyes swept over Mo Wuji and the others, and she asked in a calm tone.

The tall woman quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Miss, I was caught because the young master-in-law was captured by them. I followed them and was able to leave marks along the way. I didn't expect the young master-in-law to be gone, but that guy is here. That guy didn't listen to me, and now he has been caught."

After speaking, she pointed to Mo Wuji in the crowd.

The yellow-haired woman's gaze fell on Mo Wuji, and after looking at him for a while, she said, "Aunt Jun, can this person be restored?"

The old woman standing behind the yellow-haired woman shook her head, "Miss, this person's spiritual roots and Yuan spirit have been petrified by the Petrification Pill, and his nerves have been damaged by the Spirit-Winding Pill. At most, I can only restore some of his sanity, that is, I can allow him to have simple communication and do some simple things. As for other things..."

The old woman didn't continue.

The yellow-haired woman sighed, "Since he almost became my husband, it can be considered fate. Aunt Jun, please save him."

The old woman didn't say anything, and with a wave of her hand, a pill accurately landed in Mo Wuji's mouth.

As soon as the pill entered his mouth, it turned into streams of cool liquid, which instantly nourished Mo Wuji's brain. Mo Wuji suspected that if he had really lost his mind due to the Spirit-Winding Pill, this pill might really be able to restore him.

After a while, Mo Wuji's eyes showed more vitality, and he even took a few steps forward, looking around with some confusion.

"No need to look, our miss saved your life." The tall woman who wanted to capture Mo Wuji before shouted sharply.

"Ah..." Mo Wuji looked at the tall woman, unable to react for a long time.

The yellow-haired miss sighed and said, "Take him away and leave him in the manor to do some simple chores."

"Yes." With a wave of the old woman's hand, Mo Wuji felt a powerful Yuan energy sweeping over him, directly grabbing him away.

Seeing Mo Wuji being taken away, Tian Nu quickly rushed out of the dazed and numb crowd and quickly disappeared.

...

Two days later, the flying ship stopped at a huge post station square. After Mo Wuji followed the four women off the ship, he saw five large characters, "Saint River Teleportation Station."

The yellow-haired woman raised her hand and put away the flying ship, saying, "Let's go to the Tianji God Sect and see if they are recruiting disciples."

Mo Wuji's heart skipped a beat when he heard "Tianji God Sect." He didn't know if it was "Tianji" or "Tianji." So he was very puzzled as to why there was also this sect in the God Realm? It was just that a "God" character was added after Tianji.

"Miss, we must not leave Thunder Sword Manor at this time. If we leave, Thunder Sword Manor will no longer be named Xi." The tall woman said quickly, her tone a little urgent.

The yellow-haired woman sighed, "What can I do? They brought out my Xi family's ancestral precepts. If I can't find a husband from the Lei family, I can't enter the ancestral hall at all."

The tall woman turned her gaze to Mo Wuji again. Mo Wuji's heart skipped a beat. They wouldn't want him to be the husband, would they? He was already mentally impaired, and they still wanted him to be the husband. How low could their requirements be?

"Miss, if you don't enter the ancestral hall, how will you obtain the master's inheritance? This husband is just an expedient measure. The one who agreed before was also an expedient measure. If you obtain the master's inheritance, you will be able to control Thunder Sword Manor in the future as long as you can create your own world." The tall woman continued to instigate.

The short woman also echoed, "Miss, Sister Qianhua is right. You also saved Mo Wuji. If it weren't for you, Mo Wuji would have died long ago. Now he will definitely help you once."

In fact, the two women were sure that Mo Wuji was mentally deficient and had no way to resist as before.

The yellow-haired woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately focused her attention on Mo Wuji, "Qianhua and Xunji are right. Mo Wuji, you will be my Xi family's husband. I won't mistreat you. After I control Thunder Sword Manor, I will find a way to help you restore your spiritual roots."

To play the part of a mentally impaired person, Mo Wuji could only despise this yellow-haired woman in his heart. He thought to himself, don't you have any sense of shame? You don't even ask me and just make the decision.

Fortunately, he heard that this was just pretending to be the husband, which was within an acceptable range.

The short woman sighed and said, "I'm just afraid that they will know that the husband is a fake and then find an excuse."

The old woman, who hadn't spoken all along, sneered, "Even if you find a real husband to bring back, they will still think he is a fake. What the miss wants is a qualification to enter the ancestral hall, and everything else is secondary."

The yellow-haired woman nodded solemnly, "Aunt Jun is right. Whether they know that the husband I found is a fake or not, they can't stop me from entering my Xi family's ancestral hall."

After saying this, the yellow-haired woman said to Mo Wuji, "Mo Wuji, you just need to know that I am your wife, and you don't need to worry about anything else. Also, my name is Xi Nianmo..."

Xi Nianmo didn't look down on Mo Wuji, but explained to Mo Wuji in detail.

Half an incense stick later, Mo Wuji had a rough understanding of what was going on.

Xi Nianmo came from Thunder Sword Manor. The original owner of Thunder Sword Manor was called Xi Jing. Xi Jing's cultivation level was something Xi Nianmo didn't say, but Mo Wuji guessed that it shouldn't be low.

Many years ago, Xi Jing went out to do an extremely dangerous thing and then never returned. The entire Thunder Sword Manor believed that Xi Jing had fallen.

The temporary manor lord of Thunder Sword Manor became Xi Jing's only daughter, Xi Nianmo.

The Xi family's inheritance in Thunder Sword Manor had always been in the Xi family's ancestral hall. In theory, Xi Nianmo was Xi Jing's only daughter, so there shouldn't be any question about her inheriting Thunder Sword Manor and entering the Xi family's ancestral hall. But it was here that the problem arose.

The problem was that Xi Jing had brought back a pregnant woman many years ago, named Fan Lin. Fan Lin gave birth to a boy in Thunder Sword Manor. The boy followed this woman's surname, called Fan Chong.

After Xi Jing was suspected of falling, Fan Lin actually stood up and said that Fan Chong was Xi Jing's son, but Xi Jing didn't say it at the time for the sake of face.

If the rest of Thunder Sword Manor didn't support her, Fan Lin would have been killed long ago for saying this. The key was that Fan Lin said that Fan Chong was Xi Jing's son and could also inherit Thunder Sword Manor, and half of the elders in Thunder Sword Manor actually supported Fan Lin. They believed that according to the ancestral precepts, Xi Nianmo was not married and could not inherit the Xi family's inheritance in Thunder Sword Manor.

At this point, Mo Wuji completely understood. He was also helpless. He had just come out of one mire and was now trapped in another.

"Mo Wuji, this matter originally has nothing to do with you. I know that you only half understand what I'm saying. You don't need to worry. Just remember that I am your wife and you are the husband of Thunder Sword Manor." After simply explaining the situation in one breath, Xi Nianmo comforted Mo Wuji.

"I understand." Mo Wuji replied in a muffled voice. What else could he say now?

If he said that he wasn't poisoned, could he leave on his own? Maybe that would really be courting death. He never expected that after cultivating for so many years, he would actually have to live by acting.

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