The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

After Mo Xiaolan returned to Qingyao Peak with the Demonic Mermaid Eyes, Ming Beilin immediately pounced on her as soon as he saw her, and the two of them came into the cave together.

"How has he been these days?" Mo Xiaolan asked.

Ming Beilin flew behind her and said, "Not so good. It was fine when I was asleep, but as soon as I woke up, I asked me where I was. Now I have already run out of the cave."

"Child's behavior."

"That's only the case around you." Ming Beilin sighed and continued, "You are the only one in the world who can train our decisive and ruthless Demon Lord to be like this."

"Really?" Mo Xiaolan lowered her head and pursed her lips.

Finally he came to Mo Luofan, who was sitting cross-legged facing the wall. After vaguely sensing that person coming, he immediately turned around and said, "Master, you are back."

"Yeah." Mo Xiaolan removed the barrier, walked to his side, half-knelt down, level with him, and took out the pair of things that almost cost her life from the storage container.

"It might be a little painful later, can you bear with it?"

"Yeah." Mo Luofan nodded.

After spinning a few times in the air, the magic mermaid's eye flew straight into Mo Luofan's eye sockets. He didn't feel any pain, but it felt cold in his eyes, which made him feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"How is it?" Mo Xiaolan held his shoulders, and he slowly opened his eyes. This new pair of eyes seemed to suit him better than his original eyes. He could see many things clearly at once.

The scarlet eyes sized up the person in front of him, and he could sense that although this person looked like an ordinary person on the outside and was dressed neatly, he had already been seriously injured inside, but was holding on with the help of that little bit of spiritual power.

"Master, you." Mo Luofan grabbed her uninjured part, and there was actually a trace of tears in his eyes.

"I'm fine." Mo Xiaolan forced a smile: "It will be fine in two days. You are a real man, why are you crying?"

"Yan, you go out first."

"Ah?" Ming Beilin, who was watching this tragic romance drama attentively, was suddenly told that he could not watch the rest, which made him hesitate: "Your Majesty, I can help you here..."

"Get out!" Mo Luofan's loud shout scared him so much that he ran out quickly.

Seeing that the third person in the cave had left, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his storage container and took off Mo Xiaolan's coat.

Before she came back, she was afraid that Mo Luofan would blame himself after seeing her injuries, so she took a clean piece of clothing and wore it outside to cover them. However, she didn't expect that Mo Luofan, with his magical mermaid eyes, would be able to see through them.

The wounds on the person in front of him were scattered, and blood had stained most of his body red. Seeing this made him feel both distressed and guilty.

She felt that the hands of the person applying medicine to her were shaking slightly. She wanted to speak to break the awkward atmosphere, but she didn't know what to say.

"Master." After the two were silent for a while, Mo Luofan spoke first: "I claim to be a strong man in the world of cultivation, but in the end I still couldn't protect you. I had to let you get so badly injured and get medicine for me. I really am so useless."

Suddenly, the person behind her slapped her twice, and she was so scared that she quickly held his face to stop the self-harming behavior: "I volunteered. If you are not well, how can I feel at ease? Luo Fan, now I am not only your master, but also your wife. We are one. You don't want to see me get hurt, and so do I."

"But your injury hurts me more than my own." Mo Luofan held her in his arms and kissed her cheek: "Master, even for my sake, please don't put yourself in danger again, okay?"

Mo Xiaolan did not respond to him and chose to remain silent. She couldn't do this. Mo Luofan was born to be a strong man in the world, so how could she, who was by his side, just be a delicate flower under his wings?

What she wanted to do was to be able to stand by his side openly and honestly, and walk hand in hand with him.

At dawn, Mo Luofan slowly opened his eyes. The warmth in his arms was gone. He was the only one in the whole cave. Yesterday's fire had long been extinguished, as if everything that happened yesterday was just nothingness.

“Your Majesty.” Ming Beilin walked out from the darkness, looking a little downcast: “That person asked me to tell you that in one month, we will have the third duel with her at Qingling Waterside Pavilion.”

"Well, I know..."

"She also said." Ming Beilin interrupted him and continued, "Don't let down the mermaid eyes that Mo Xiaolan went through so much trouble to find."

"Mermaid eyes?" Mo Luofan then realized that the eyes yesterday were a little different from the ones this morning. When he first put on the eyes yesterday, they were scarlet and very bright, as if they could see through everything in the world. Not to mention that the eyes had turned back to black this morning, just the feeling of using them was much less than that of yesterday.

"Could it be..." Mo Luofan gritted his teeth, immediately dressed himself, and ran out.

"Your Excellency, where are you going?"

“Look at the bees!”

One month later——

In the Qingling Water Pavilion, Mo Xiaolan got up, stretched, walked to the pool, and sprinkled the medicine in her hand into it.

"For the past half month, you have been throwing things in here every day. What are you doing?" asked Master Mo Feng.

"Didn't you say that after you duel with Luo Fan, your wish will be fulfilled, and the Heart Lotus will come out of my body by itself?" She took out another powder from her sleeve and said, "I checked the ancient books. If this Heart Lotus comes out of the host's body, it must be kept in a suitable place to prevent it from disappearing. So I asked Hua Ruoruo to make these medicines for me. After the Heart Lotus comes out, I will keep you here. This is a living water pool, so there is no need to worry about hygiene issues."

"By then, my obsession will have been fulfilled, so why should I care whether I'm still alive or not?"

Mo Xiaolan's hand suddenly paused, and then she continued, "It must be very uncomfortable for a person to bear all this and finally die without a place to live. I think these herbs can not only nourish the Heart Lotus, but also your soul. Maybe it will only take a few decades for you to get out of it. By then, the time for you to die in that world will come. I will work harder to steal your body, lead your soul into your body, and bring you back to life. Then you can go find Mo Chu or retire to the mountains and become an idle wanderer. At least you can spend the rest of your life properly. After all, it is uncomfortable for anyone to die before they should."

"Thank you, Lan..." Master Mo Feng paused for a moment before speaking: "Mo Xiaolan."

Mo Xiaolan was startled and stopped what she was doing: "It feels weird to hear you call me Mo Xiaolan. After all, this is your real name."

"That's not the case." The person inside hugged his knees and said, "The name Mo Xiaolan was given to me by the Immortal Master after I entered Qingyuan Sect. He said that since I have decided to forget the past, I should have a new name to welcome a new life."

"What was your original name?"

“Qingge, Mo Qingge.” She smiled and said, “Don’t talk about the real owner and the original work anymore. Now you are Mo Xiaolan, and Mo Xiaolan is you.”

"I feel a little proud now that I have been recognized by the real master." Mo Xiaolan squatted on the ground, supporting her head with one hand: "Qingge, if you return to your original world, what do you want to do?"

"I want to go find my brother, and then try to get some business, open a small shop, and make some preserved fruits, fruit wine, and the like."

"That's great. If Mo Luofan makes me angry, I'll run to you. If you introduce me to some handsome boys, I'll piss him off to death!"

"Always waiting."

"It feels like everything is getting better." Mo Xiaolan looked at the colorful clouds in the sky and said, "When you saw the novel describing you like this, did you feel heartbroken?"

"No."

"why?"

"No means no."

"..."

-

The January appointment has arrived, and Mo Luofan once again stepped into the Qingling Water Pavilion. He pushed open the door and found that the people inside had been waiting for a long time.

"Senior, I have finished my study. I still hope for your guidance."

Mo Qingge turned around, purple lightning burst out from his right hand, and the sword blade had already taken shape.

Mo Luofan was not to be outdone and also summoned a weapon with his right hand.

"Then let me see what you have learned during this period of time."

Her figure appeared outside his sight, and her speed was so fast that his naked eyes could not catch it.

So he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his pupils were scarlet red, and everything in the world seemed to be slowed down by dozens of times. Even the person who was moving so fast that it was indescribable could gradually be seen clearly.

He raised the sword in his right hand to block in front of his shoulder and bent down to avoid the sweeping sword.

"Not bad. It only took a month to train these eyes to perfection."

"Thank you for your praise, Senior." Mo Luofan said to her while dodging the attack, "This is all thanks to your guidance, Senior. If you hadn't had certain expectations and given me a month, how could I have improved so quickly otherwise?"

Mo Xiaolan, who was watching from the first-person perspective inside the body, always felt that there was something wrong with his eyes, and every time he used them, he had a very familiar feeling.

"This is..." She suddenly realized: "Pure Spirit Eyes!"

It's not that she hadn't thought about passing the Qingling Eye to these three disciples, but after a series of tests, no one passed, including Mo Luofan, who was not qualified to practice the Qingling Eye. However, she thought that according to the original book, Mo Luofan would practice similar tricks on his own after falling off the cliff, so she gave up on passing it on.

Now thinking back to that day on Qingyao Peak, Mo Qingge asked him to watch the bees, probably to test whether he was practicing similar techniques.

"Yes, I was indeed testing him to see if he had practiced the same moves before. But the result told me that his eyes, apart from the red eyes that mutated after he became a demon lord and awakened the beast in his body, were no different from ordinary eyes."

"So that's why you dug out his eyes and led me to get the eyes of the demon merman?" Mo Xiaolan excitedly stood up from the lotus seat, with her hands on her hips: "Are you being too disrespectful to be a good person?"

-

After dozens of rounds, the two were evenly matched. The results of the training in the past few months were still acceptable. At least Mo Luofan was able to fight so many rounds with her. Although he was not a sure win, he did not let her gain any big advantage. Compared with the tragic situation when he was chopped away by a sword, this was already a rapid improvement.

But this balanced situation was only temporary. Slowly, Mo Luofan's physical and spiritual power were consumed, and at one point reached the limit. His Qingling Eyes closed automatically because his spiritual power could not support it. Although his opponent seemed a little tired, it did not have much impact on him.

If he continues like this, it's only a matter of time before he loses.

Seeing that he could no longer hold on, Mo Qingge stopped fighting with him and slashed down with his sword, creating a crack in his Tianyuan Zhuhun Sword.

"This... how could this happen?" Mo Luofan looked at the sword in his hand. This sword was made from the toughest tusk in the world. How strong must this man be to actually split it in half alive!

"You lost." Master Mo Feng retracted the Xuantian Liuguang Sword and turned his back to him.

"Lost..." Mo Luofan sat down on the ground weakly. His only hope of rescuing his master was shattered. If he had tried harder, worked harder, he would have lost.

"Master, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I'm just a loser." He lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. Finally, he couldn't help but let them fall. Because his head was lowered, the tears didn't flow down his cheeks, but fell directly to the ground.

The person in front of him walked towards him slowly, and her blue dress caught his eyes.

"Luo Fan." She gently opened her red lips.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, from the hem of her dress to her belt, then to her neck and eyes.

The eyes... are black.

“Master!” He stood up suddenly, hugged the person in front of him, and cried in her ear: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m useless, I lost, I lost…”

"No, no." Mo Xiaolan patted his back and comforted him, "You won, you won."

"I won?" Mo Luofan let her go and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeves: "But I clearly lost. Even the Tianyuan Zhuhun Sword was almost cut off by the senior."

"Big fool." Mo Xiaolan stretched out her hand and pinched his face: "That person only said that she wanted to compete with you, but she didn't say that you must win her. As long as you get her approval, you will be considered the winner."

That’s right, the current Mo Luofan is far inferior to Mo Qingge. The Mo Chu in the original novel had gone through decades of training, and was able to capture her alive only after she was injured and lost three levels of power. How could the current Mo Luofan be her opponent?

However, after this period of training, Mo Qingge can be sure that the person in front of him will be able to become as good as the original person in time. After all, to some extent, they are the same person.