2198 Getting Stuck with this Rascally Son
You sure Second Aunt-Master won't be beating you to death?
"What are you worrying so much for." Mo Lian hugged his wifey and urged, "Might as well go today. Let's set out."
You, this impulsive temper of yours was too… hilarious.
Qiao Mu looked at her dear hubby in exasperation. "Hubby."
She looked at him in earnest and pulled down his neck with her petite arms. "No matter what Second Aunt-Master says, it doesn't change the fact that we are husband and wife. What are you being anxious for?"
Yang Xirong just happened to hear this when she walked over, and her teeth ached from indignation.
Even though Mo Lian that brat was rather satisfactory in all aspects, in Yang Xirong's eyes, that brat was only considered passable.
Harrumph!
If not for the fact that her martial niece liked him, countless Mo Lians stacked together still would not be a match for her Qiaoqiao.
Mo Lian, who felt Second Aunt-Master's disdain for him, carefully stood close to Qiao Mu and watched Second Aunt-Master vigilantly.
"Qiaoqiao, your second aunt-master is looking at me judgmentally again."
Qiao Mu nodded. "You're pretty. She just thinks that you aren't that reliable."
Mo Lian: …
What kind of strange reason was that?
Yang Xirong observed the young couple irritably and then asked with her hands behind her back, "Tell the truth, are you really planning to head to the Divine Province?"
The young couple nodded their heads together.
"I didn't ask you!"
Yang Xirong took a jab at Crown Prince Mo.
It was this brat who was egging her on, otherwise her Qiaoqiao wouldn't have considered heading to the Divine Province just yet.
What was good about Divine Province?
It was an unfamiliar environment, plus wasn't it a bit inexcusable for her Qiaoqiao to venture into the Divine Province Continent alone when she was so young?
It was too early!
She had to at least raise her cultivation to level 10. Being a grand spiritual cultivator would be more reassuring.
When Qiao Mu glimpsed her aunt-master's worried expression, she deadpanned, "Second Aunt-Master, don't worry. I'm bringing you along!"
Second Aunt-Master: …
"We'll go to the Divine Province and find a good location to rebuild the sect."
Yang Xirong's eyes lit up. "We'll rebuild the Holy Water Sect in the Divine Province?"
Why was just the thought of it so enticing?
Qiao Mu nodded. "We'll find a divine realm! And build there."
Second Aunt-Master couldn't help but twitch her mouth at this remark. "Qiaoqiao, Aunt-Master heard that there are only a handful of divine realms in the entirety of the Upper Three Provinces."
"Besides, most of the divine realms have basically been occupied by large powers."
"Occupied?" Qiao Mu blinked. She turned to Mo Lian. "Hubby?"
"It's fine, we'll just have to snatch it."
Yang Xirong silently rolled her eyes. She then harrumphed and eyed that brat. "You make it sound so simple. One of those divine realms is under your old man's name."
"Is that so?" Mo Lian was surprised. Afterwards he declared with a nod, "Then I'll just have him give that divine realm to us as a congratulatory wedding gift!"
Qiao Mu nodded, completely concurring with what Crown Prince Mo said.
Yang Xirong's mouth jerked. She looked at Crown Prince Mo and then at their Qiaoqiao. She was promptly enlightened.
How was this young couple so harmonious?
It turned out that they were both that covetous!
How could you both just make such a demand with the appetite of a lion like it was nothing?
It was like that divine realm was already in their hands…
The Divine Province Emperor really suffered from eight lifetimes of bloody misfortune to have such a rascal of a son!
Yang Xirong rolled her eyes. "When are we going?"
