Free Web NovelChapter 1879: Chapter 851: Promise
After greeting, Lin Mo and Guo Hu walked away from the manor.
"I also have a son, but he went on a trip to Hawaii with my daughter. He often says he wants to meet an amazing uncle like you, but unfortunately, he hasn’t had the chance." Guo Hu said.
"I’ll definitely come back in the future, how could there be no chance?" Lin Mo replied.
Guo Hu hesitated to speak. He was aware of the matters regarding Xia Mengdie. He understood Lin Mo’s words, realizing Lin Mo would leave Earth again.
"By the way, where is Young Master Ye?" Lin Mo asked.
"That guy, Young Master Ye, became a cultivator, roaming the world, claiming to slay demons and monsters. He doesn’t even use a cellphone anymore, but actually writes me letters periodically." Guo Hu said with a mixed expression of crying and laughing. Lin Mo was also surprised. Back then, Yuan Shuang and Yu Yu died under Mu Tianlong’s spaceship, and Young Master Ye was deeply affected, becoming a cultivator. Lin Mo once promised to help him avenge their deaths. Now, with Mu Tianlong dead by his hand, it’s also considered avenging Yuan Shuang and Yu Yu.
"Let’s go find him."
Lin Mo’s spiritual power spread like a continuous tide, covering the entire planet, immediately locating Young Master Ye.
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Golden State, cemetery.
The mist-like rain gradually submerged the city walls. The public cemetery on South Mountain was shrouded in fine drizzle, filled with a somber atmosphere.
In front of a grave, a man in black tight clothes stood, his long hair tied in a ponytail, a treasure sword styled after the Han and Tang eras on his back, allowing the drizzle to fall on him, seemingly unaware.
"Xiao Shuang, Yu Yu, I came to see you." The man muttered to himself.
In front of the grave stood two tombstones, pasted with two photos, one of a beautiful woman with a cheerful smile, and a well-behaved child with an innocent smile.
The man gently placed a bunch of wild chrysanthemums in his hand, took out a wine flask, uncorked it, and poured the wine into his mouth.
"It’s all my fault. I was useless, couldn’t protect you, and couldn’t avenge you. I’m useless!" The man drank heavily, his eyes red.
The sorrowful desolation spread.
"Someday, I’ll leave Earth too. I’ll strive to become a strong man, find that guy, and avenge you and our daughter, or I won’t rest in peace, even in death." The man muttered to himself, drinking.
The disaster thirty years ago was unforgettable for the entire nation. A sword-shaped spaceship descended from the sky without warning, destroying a community housing thousands, shattering countless families instantly. Wives lost husbands, sons lost mothers, parents lost children. This cemetery buried the victims of that calamity.
"For vengeance, I have to live on. Xiao Shuang, do you know? Over the past thirty years, I’ve traversed mountains and vast lands, slaying countless demons. Three months ago, I encountered a demon beast that had cultivated to the Divine Power Peak in a deep mountain. I almost died under its claws, becoming its meal, yet I killed it in the end."
The man drank a sip, confiding his experiences to himself.
Suddenly, as the man picked up the wine pot, he looked up, his face showing vigilance. A powerful aura approached him, and in a blink, two figures landed in front of him.
"Young Master Ye."
Guo Hu called to the somewhat disheveled man.
"Xiao Mo, Brother Hu." Young Master Ye stood stiffly in place. "Young Master Ye." Lin Mo looked at the dusty man in front of him, so different from the elegant and suave gentleman in his memory. He simply said, "Mu Tianlong, I killed him. Yuan Shuang and Yu Yu’s revenge, and the revenge of those thousands of innocent souls, I avenged for them."
"You avenged Xiao Shuang and Yu Yu?" Young Master Ye’s hand holding the wine pot trembled, like a thunderclap exploding in his mind, tears flowed uncontrollably, "Xiao Shuang, can you hear? Mr. Lin avenged you, that damn bastard is dead."
"Young Master Ye, rest assured. I said, as long as I’m around, I will definitely find a way to resurrect Yuan Shuang and Yu Yu." Lin Mo said to Young Master Ye.
"Yes, I believe you." Young Master Ye nodded firmly. The three found an open space, drank and chatted, confiding in each other about their past years. Although Guo Hu wasn’t truly a cultivator, he was now a wealthy man, and with the elixirs and treasures Lin Mo left, living to over a hundred years was no issue, and he hadn’t fallen ill for years.
Guo Hu said he didn’t want to cultivate but preferred seeking happiness in the mundane world. Now he has a wife, children, even grandchildren, which is a form of happiness.
Lin Mo agreed. Although cultivators possess divine powers and lengthy life spans envied by ordinary people, they aren’t necessarily happy.
Young Master Ye still planned to be a cultivator in the mundane world, slaying demons and subduing devils everywhere. Lin Mo also gave Young Master Ye some cultivation methods, magic treasures, and elixirs.
"I hope we meet again in the future, to drink and laugh together." Lin Mo stood up and said.
"Yes, Xiao Mo, take care." Guo Hu nodded firmly.
Young Master Ye said, "Xiao Mo, be careful. I am already very grateful you avenged Xiao Shuang and Yu Yu for me."
"We are brothers, if you say that, it’s making me feel sad." Lin Mo joked, lightening the somewhat oppressive atmosphere, "You two take care as well."
With that, Lin Mo vanished from the spot, no feast lasts forever.
Guo Hu and Young Master Ye watched Lin Mo disappear, exchanging smiles. If they hadn’t known Lin Mo in this lifetime, their lives might have been plain, without such ups and downs, without what they have today.
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In the following time, Lin Mo stayed with his parents, chatting every day, walking together. When free, he traveled the mountains and rivers with Sima Zining, trying to make up for the thirty years of absence.
Half a month’s time passed swiftly. Fang Tangjing, Wu Jinfeng, and others, relying on their vast connections, collected many Buddhist and Taoist classics, all copied by hand and sent to Lin Mo’s residence. Meanwhile, the masters were busy comprehending the exquisite cultivation techniques Lin Mo had given them.
Lin Mo carefully and solemnly collected those treasured Buddhist and Taoist classics, "Before leaving, I have to knock some sense into those Star Lords of the Milky Way."
Turning his hand, a Green Token appeared in his hand.
"I am the Rider Captain, I will go to Elong Star, the Star Lords of the Milky Way, please go to Elong Star and wait for me." Lin Mo directly communicated, through the Green Token which naturally would transmit the message to the tokens each of the Milky Way’s Star Lords held.
"Daring to ignore this new World General, I’ll make an example of Elong Star." Lin Mo retracted the token, a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes.
"Xiao Mo, are you preparing to leave?" Sima Zining entered the study, gently closing the door, placing the freshly brewed tea on Lin’s desk, the aroma permeating.
Lin Mo nodded, "I plan to handle matters in the Milky Way and then return to the Star Sky Alliance. This time when I leave, I don’t know when I’ll be back."
"Don’t think of coming back unless you find Sister Meng Die first." Sima Zining smiled, her pretty face like a flower. Lin Mo, looking gratefully at this understanding woman who stood by him selflessly, felt a slight pain in his heart, grasped her cold, smooth hand, and promised, "Alright, I promise you."
