Farm Girl's Manor

Listening to his daughter’s willful words, Mo Qingze felt utterly helpless, yet he couldn’t bear to have her continue worrying and being sad, "Alright, alright, alright, Dad won’t think about anything or do anything wrong. Just focus on healing and act like a lord who has everything handed to him!"

Mo Yan remained unconvinced and threatened with a stern face, "You said it yourself. I will remember this, and if you don’t follow through, don’t blame me for burning all the treasures in your study."

Mo Qingze never imagined his usually sensible daughter could be so "unreasonable," and he found himself between laughter and tears, but with no choice but to compromise, "Don’t worry, Dad will keep his word. I will heal properly and won’t faint in the examination hall for you to come and pick me up."

Only then did Mo Yan feel satisfied, and she poured a cup of Spirit Spring Water for her father. She understood his intentions and hoped he would achieve success in the autumn examinations, but she wished even more for her father to be healthy and live a long life. Staying up all night was of no benefit to his health, and although the Spirit Spring Water and those spiritual creatures were beneficial to the body, they were not miracle cures for all ailments. If this year’s autumn examination had such an effect on him, what would happen during next year’s grand competition? Would he be risking his life?

Mo Qingze wanted to say that drinking too much water would lead to frequent trips to the latrine, possibly straining his wound, but in front of his daughter, he felt too embarrassed to speak such indelicate words and reluctantly drank the water.

After finishing the water, he inquired about the beast that had caused the injuries, "Uncle Han told me that the wild beast was subdued by you and followed you back home. There were many in the village who saw it. Could this possibly cause any trouble?"

Mo Yan nodded and recounted what Yang Bao had come to say. Seeing her father anxious to sit up, she quickly stopped him, "Dad, don’t worry. I’ll send the Golden Beast away tonight, so those people don’t have an excuse to make trouble."

Hearing this, Mo Qingze became even more worried, "If the beast is so fierce and has followed you home, how could it be so easily sent away? Don’t provoke it to anger and get yourself hurt!"

A confident smile appeared on Mo Yan’s face as she said, "Dad, I have a way to make it leave willingly. You can rest assured!"

Mo Qingze was not truly reassured and gave her a long list of nagging precautions, with his fatherly heart hanging heavily all the while.

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After dinner, Mo Yan settled things with the Liu family and Han family and declined Liu Tinglan’s offer to share her bed, before returning to her room to communicate with the Golden Beast. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

The reason the Golden Beast followed Mo Yan down the mountain was because it knew its injuries were severe and that if it didn’t receive care, especially from Mo Yan, not only would it be difficult for its wounds to heal, but it would also be left with hidden injuries. Without her care, regaining its territory in the deep mountains would be a challenge, and its lifespan would be greatly reduced.

It was Mo Yan’s previous actions of providing it with Spirit Spring Water and applying medicine that dissolved its last doubts, deciding to rely on her to heal.

When Mo Yan explained the reason for sending it into Space to heal, the Golden Beast did not refuse. In a place abundant with Spiritual Energy, its wounds would heal faster. As for whether Mo Yan would keep it in Space forever or had other bad intentions, the beast didn’t consider it.

Being endowed with Spiritual Wisdom doesn’t mean it grew a suspicious heart. Sometimes, animals are purer than humans!

Seeing it agreeable, Mo Yan confidently held its robust paw and entered Space. Before Little Flower could jump on it to settle scores, she took the three beasts outside the Space. She likewise didn’t want her thriving Space to become a battlefield for the beasts; that would be a disaster!

Unwilling to sleep in its den tainted with the scent of its rival, Little Flower snooped around Dabai’s den while he bathed, sniffing here and there. Finally, like a little bride, she curled up inside it and refused to leave, no matter how Dabai scratched and bit to drive her out upon his return.