Chapter 58 Mo Lao's Wish

"Oh? You don't want to?"

Doctor Mo turned to look at Mo Yanqiu, with a playful and inquiring look in his eyes.

When he was stranded here with the baby Xiao Yanqiu, if Zhou Qingshan's mother hadn't helped him, he, as a man, really wouldn't have known how to raise a little girl.

As a parent for the first time, he did his best to provide material care, but the lack of maternal love and neglect of her emotional communication caused Xiaoyan Qiu to become increasingly silent and introverted, even ashamed to see people.
However, after Zhou Qingshan, the situation began to change. From then on, only Zhou Qingshan could make Mo Yanqiu laugh. Whenever he played behind Zhou Qingshan, he always had a bright smile on his face, and his personality gradually became cheerful.

The whole person's eyes only had room for Zhou Qingshan, even a blind person could see it.

Doctor Mo was also happy about this, he even hoped that Xiao Yanqiu could always have such a smile on her face.

But things are unpredictable. After that big change, the cheerful Zhou Qingshan became silent, and Mo Yanqiu's smile disappeared. She began to practice martial arts alone, and her character became more and more tenacious.

The two have been childhood sweethearts, so it was only a matter of time before they got married.

His life force weapon was broken and his body was about to be completely corroded. Time was running out. Knowing Zhou Qingshan's concerns, he was very satisfied with the young man's character and decided to give him a hand.

A blush appeared on Mo Yanqiu's face, and she quickly replied: "Yes... I do..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, but it was firm.

"Young man, are you willing to marry Yan Qiu?" Doctor Mo smiled, turned to Zhou Qingshan and said seriously.

Zhou Qingshan was stunned and very surprised. This was somewhat different from the "script" he had imagined.

He had originally planned to propose marriage to Doctor Mo after the matter of the territory was over. He was worried that Doctor Mo would look down on him, a man who was about to die. He thought about it and said:

"Of course I am willing, but Mr. Mo, don't you worry about my health..."

"As long as you want."

Doctor Mo interrupted him: "As for your health...I will not let my daughter be a widow."

This sentence was like a reassurance. Zhao Xiaoxiao and Mo Yanqiu both turned their gazes to Zhou Qingshan at the same time, with joy in their eyes.

Doctor Mo acted decisively: "...You two should discuss the marriage between yourselves. I am waiting to drink your wedding wine."

As he spoke, he seemed to have let go of the burden in his heart, and then his tone changed and he said seriously:
"Now, it's your turn to ask questions."

Zhou Qingshan and Mo Yanqiu exchanged glances, and she wanted to ask about her mother's whereabouts.

Zhou Qingshan asked, "Master Mo, since you are the legendary commander of the army, why have you fallen to this point?"

"Failed..."

Doctor Mo seemed to have anticipated Zhou Qingshan's question. His voice was calm and indifferent, with a hint of barely perceptible sadness:
"After a great battle, my spiritual weapons were shattered. I was lucky enough to survive and lived in seclusion here, ending my remaining life."

Mo Yanqiu's voice was trembling as she asked, "What about mother?"

Doctor Mo shook his head gently. His eyes softened at that moment and turned to the sleeping little Flame Bird:

"That is your mother's life-long spiritual weapon..."

Hearing this, the light in Mo Yanqiu's eyes dimmed instantly, and her heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. An indescribable loss and grief surged in her heart.

Seeing this, Zhou Qingshan gently held Mo Yanqiu's hand, giving her silent comfort, and then asked Doctor Mo: "Who caused all this..."

A complex emotion flashed across Doctor Mo's eyes, and there was a hint of relief in his voice:
"I have already paid everything for this. You don't have to bear these burdens anymore. My greatest wish is for you to stay in Shengfeng Territory and live happily."

Mo Yanqiu has average talent, but lacks the resources to practice martial arts. Being able to "raise an army" is already the limit. Zhou Qingshan has an above-average talent, but he suffers from a lung disease, which makes it difficult for him to make progress in martial arts. Even if he awakens the "Heavenly Destiny Art" by turning a disaster into a blessing, what good will it do? How many times can he use it with such a weak body?

Doctor Mo knew in his heart that instead of letting the two struggle in pain and panic, it would be better to let them pass on their bloodline and spend the rest of their lives together without worries.

Zhou Qingshan frowned slightly: "But..."

Doctor Mo looked him in the eye and said earnestly:
"Young Master, you don't have much ambition, nor are you vicious enough. The most fatal thing is that you don't have strength... Your only advantage is that you value friendship and loyalty. You and Yan Qiu will be able to maintain Shengfeng Territory together."

"But the world outside is too dangerous. It's not something that a clever person like you can handle. After all these years, I think you should know it very well."

"With your strength, you are not qualified to know who my enemy is!"

A person can be not cruel enough, or not smart enough; he can be kind and moral, or he can be tyrannical and domineering.

The only thing is that you cannot be without strength!
Anyone who wishes to accomplish great things must possess strength, absolute strength that can turn the world upside down.

As long as you are strong enough, you can even ignore the rules, and the world can follow your will, your beliefs, and your principles.

Zhou Qingshan looked unhappy and was about to speak, but Mo Yanqiu suddenly held his hand, shook his head gently, and signaled with his eyes that he didn't need to ask any more questions.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, lowered his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I'm grateful for your advice."

Seeing this, Dr. Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "Any other questions?"

"Nothing."

Zhou Qingshan shook his head and answered calmly.

He knew that even if he continued to ask, Dr. Mo would not reveal more.

Some things still need him to explore on his own.

However, based on the power that the little guy had shown in the fog before, one could also get a glimpse of how powerful the enemy was that forced Mo Lao to fall to this point.

At the very least, he and Yan Qiu must possess the strength of a military commander to be qualified to explore.

"it is good."

Doctor Mo was not surprised. He kept his mind on the little Flame Bird for a long time, confirming that it was a new spiritual weapon that had awakened from the spiritual weapon fragment and had no previous consciousness. He reluctantly looked away.

"This spiritual soldier is called the Flame Bird. It is active and greedy. It likes rice and wheat spiritual seeds, spiritual insects, or the smoke from burning spiritual plants. If you don't have any, you can use inferior spiritual medicine seeds instead. It can fill its stomach. If you want to repair it, you will need a lot of silver."

Spiritual soldiers are bound to be injured in battle.

But as long as the spirituality is not broken and the damage to the main body does not exceed 30%, it can be automatically repaired over time. If it exceeds 30%, it will need silver to repair it.

This was the first time he had seen such a weak spiritual soldier.

Yes, how powerful can a spiritual soldier be who rekindles the fire of life with the will of a mortal be?

Before leaving, Doctor Mo did not forget to give Zhou Qingshan a warning.

"With your body, it's best not to try to activate the power of your mind again. Without the protection of a spiritual soldier, you won't be so lucky next time."

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