Tang Family.
Tang Heng, who had returned from the Dragon Tiger Auction House, was thoroughly berated by Tang Qian.
"Useless, you imbecile. You actually let Tan Yunao take that precious bronze furnace for nothing?"
Tang Qian's face was ashen, and he was furious.
It would have been one thing if the bronze furnace could have brought some benefits in return for being given away.
However, after these days of interaction, he knew very well that Tan Yunao was an insatiable wolf, only taking and never giving back.
With the bronze furnace in Tan Yunao's hands, it was like throwing a meat bun at a dog – gone forever.
The so-called double price purchase was a joke; the Tang family would not get a single copper coin from Tan Yunao.
This bronze furnace was crucial for the revitalization of the Tang family's pill workshop. Now that it had been taken by Tan Yunao for nothing, the Tang family had lost both its wife and soldiers, suffering a great loss.
The more Tang Qian thought about it, the angrier he became, and he directly kicked Tang Heng away.
*Pfft!*
Tang Heng suffered internal injuries and felt a sweetness in his throat, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He was greatly alarmed, recalling what Ji Mo had said not long ago, that he would not only lose wealth but also suffer a bloody disaster.
Now, it was all coming true!
Tang Heng shivered with fear, wondering if that Ji Mo fellow could really tell fortunes.
No, he must have been talking nonsense.
Tang Heng refused to believe that Ji Mo's words had come true, insisting it was just a coincidence.
Just then, a servant rushed in to report: "Patriarch, something terrible has happened! Tan Yunao, the Holy Son of Floating Sky Mountain, has died on the street, his death most gruesome."
"What did you say?"
Tang Qian felt his vision darken, and his body staggered.
Tan Yunao had died on his territory. This was a serious matter. If Floating Sky Mountain sought retribution, the Tang family would be unable to bear it.
Who dared to lay a hand on Tan Yunao? Did they not fear the fierce retaliation of Floating Sky Mountain?
"Patriarch, could someone be framing our Tang family? Tan Yunao openly snatched our bronze furnace, and then he died on the street. Our Tang family cannot clear its name."
Tang Heng felt this was a conspiracy targeting the Tang family.
Tang Qian pondered this and agreed. It was highly possible that the blame would indeed fall on the Tang family.
He was filled with frustration and anger, raising his hand and slapping Tang Heng away.
If it weren't for this useless person, how could things have come to this?
The priority now was to find the murderer as soon as possible and give Floating Sky Mountain an explanation, otherwise, the Tang family could not withstand the wrath of Floating Sky Mountain.
"Quick, dispatch all our men, use every means possible to find the murderer of Tan Yunao."
Tang Qian roared in a furious rage.
...
Tang Xueyi led Ji Mo back to her family's manor.
Her head was still spinning, the scene from earlier lingering in her mind.
Ji Mo had killed Tan Yunao with such ease; he was too powerful!
Yet, she couldn't help but worry about Ji Mo. With Tan Yunao's death, Floating Sky Mountain would undoubtedly pursue the matter to the end. Could Ji Mo withstand their retaliation?
Ji Mo saw the worry in Tang Xueyi's eyes and comforted her, "Don't think too much about it, everything will be fine."
When he had just killed Tan Yunao, he had made sure to check his surroundings and found no one else. Therefore, he wasn't afraid of the murder being exposed and felt no anxiety at all.
Seeing Ji Mo's nonchalant demeanor, Tang Xueyi's worries lessened considerably.
She led Ji Mo to Yue'er's room.
Compared to before, the little girl had grown much taller and older.
Moreover, the food from the Lingxu Sword Sect seemed to be very nourishing. Yue'er had grown into a very beautiful little loli. Her two pigtails that used to stick straight up had now become twin ponytails, making her even more lively and cute.
However, she was now lying on the bed, her eyes closed, her small face pale, her lips tightly bitten with no trace of blood, and her face contorted in pain.
"Yue'er."
Ji Mo felt a pang of heartache. He called out softly, stepped forward, and took Yue'er's wrist to feel her pulse.
"Big brother, is it really you? Am I going to die? I heard that before people die, they see the people they want to see."
Yue'er heard the voice and slowly opened her eyes, staring foolishly at Ji Mo.
Although she had only interacted with Ji Mo once, she had always kept him in her heart and would never forget the day Ji Mo scolded the bad music teacher and taught her to play the zither hand in hand.
She knew very well that the reason she could become a disciple of the Lingxu Sword Sect was all thanks to Ji Mo.
Her fate had also changed after meeting Ji Mo.
Yue'er was always grateful and never forgot Ji Mo's kindness.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Yue'er is so cute, you'll be fine. Big brother will heal you soon."
Ji Mo comforted her softly.
After taking her pulse, his expression improved. Yue'er's internal organs were indeed severely weakened, but her life was not in danger.
For him, healing her was not a difficult task.
Yue'er clutched Ji Mo's finger and said self-reproachfully, "Big brother, Yue'er is useless. Yue'er couldn't protect the Qinglai Qin that big brother gave me, and it was snatched away by bad people."
"It's okay, I found the zither back for you. Here, it's right here."
After killing Tan Yunao, Ji Mo had also taken the latter's spatial ring and immediately took out the Qinglai from it, placing it beside Yue'er.
Yue'er's eyes lit up with joy, and she quickly hugged the Qinglai tightly.
Ever since she received the Qinglai zither, she had held it day and night, never parting with it. Now that it was found again, she was overjoyed.
"This zither belongs to Yue'er, only to Yue'er, and no one can take it away."
Ji Mo dotingly flicked Yue'er's small nose, took out his silver needles, and began to concentrate on treating the little girl.
As Ji Mo's words fell, the Qinglai zither emitted a phoenix cry as if receiving a command.
Tang Xueyi's pupils widened, and she stared at the scene before her in a daze.
The Qinglai zither flowed with five-colored light, and the flowers, birds, insects, and fish on it seemed to come alive. The strings vibrated slightly, a small cut appeared on Yue'er's fingertip, and a drop of blood seeped out and was absorbed by the strings.
"This is an active recognition of ownership!"
Tang Xueyi's heart churned like a stormy sea.
Only equipment of Immortal Spirit grade, after giving birth to a spirit, would actively recognize its owner.
This meant that the Qinglai zither was actually an immortal artifact, an immortal artifact with a spirit!
Even more astonishing was that just because Ji Mo said a sentence, that this zither belonged only to Yue'er, and the Qinglai zither immediately recognized her as its owner!
Tang Xueyi's gaze fell on Ji Mo, her beautiful eyes shining with brilliance.
What kind of existence was Mr. Ji?
He was simply too unfathomable!
Above Chizhang City.
A zither's melody echoed through heaven and earth.
In the sky, auspicious clouds surged, and rays of light shone, making the entire sky colorful.
The entire Chizhang City erupted in excitement. This was clearly a celestial phenomenon caused by an immortal artifact recognizing its owner!
Therefore, everyone went mad, searching everywhere, wanting to seize the immortal artifact.