Xiao Xi Has a Daddy Now Too

At the border of the Lancang Desert, yellow sand filled the sky.

Mo Yu and Mo Shisan, having crossed half of Central Continent, finally arrived at the edge of the desert—only to run headlong into the migrating serpentfolk tribe.

Mo Yu stood suspended in the air, his robes fluttering in the wind.

His gaze swept over the serpentfolk below before settling on the beautiful woman at their head. The corner of his lips curled upward, bearing the smugness of a victor as he spoke calmly.

“I have long heard that Queen Medusa’s beauty is unmatched beneath the heavens. That fleeting glimpse I caught years ago has remained unforgettable to this day.”

“I never expected that more than ten years later—”

“Your Majesty would still be so youthful and radiant, your elegance undiminished.”

As Mo Yu spoke, a wave of jealousy rose in his heart.

By all rights, these things should have belonged to him. Yet that damned Heaven’s Chosen had stolen them from him!

He simply could not let it go.

“I don’t recall knowing anyone like you.”

Knowing that today would likely not end peacefully, Medusa stepped forward, her eyes fixed coldly on Mo Yu. Her tone was laden with mockery.

“I certainly don’t remember meeting trash like you. Though I do remember, beneath the Qingxuan Sect that year, a spoiled young brat who bragged about coming from some great clan and looked down on everyone else. In the end, my husband kicked him like a stray dog, sending him flying into the mountains so deep they couldn’t even pry him out. He was so frightened that he cried and wailed for his mother to come take him home.”

Medusa did not speak loudly, yet every word was crystal clear.

To Mo Yu’s ears, those words were no different from a resounding slap across the face. The smug smile on his face froze instantly.

Inside one of the serpentfolk’s camel-drawn wagons—

Noticing that the caravan had stopped, Ye Xiaoxi sensed that something was wrong. She pressed one ear against the wooden wall of the wagon, carefully listening to the sounds outside. When she heard Medusa’s words, a glimmer of excitement flashed through her large eyes.

“Mommy, Mommy, is that true?”

Ye Xiaoxi asked curiously.

“Of course it’s true,” Danxia replied from within the ring. “Your father really did kick that fellow into the mountains back then.”

“So amazing! So amazing!”

Ye Xiaoxi’s eyes sparkled. She let out an excited little growl, already imagining her father cutting down all opposition with unstoppable might.

“Heh.”

“I didn’t expect Queen Medusa to be so sharp-tongued.”

The voice outside continued. Ye Xiaoxi immediately fell silent and pressed herself closer to the wooden wall, her large eyes filled with curiosity. She showed not the slightest awareness that disaster was about to strike.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t know me now.”

Mo Yu smiled faintly. “Once Your Majesty returns to the Mo Clan with me, we will have plenty of time to get acquainted.”

“Heh. I don’t think that will be necessary.”

Medusa sneered, looking at Mo Yu with disdain. “I have no interest in getting acquainted with someone as cowardly and incompetent as you. Besides, given your current condition...”

“Didn’t I hear that the Mo Clan was once breached by its enemies?”

“That the Young Master of the Mo Clan was slapped in public, tears streaming down his face as he begged desperately for mercy—only to be castrated by a single sword strike?”

“Good! Good! Good!”

The smile on Mo Yu’s face had vanished completely. Every word Medusa spoke stabbed straight into his heart. No matter how composed he might have been, he could no longer contain himself.

“What a sharp-tongued Queen Medusa.”

“Once I drag you back to the Mo Clan and spread the word throughout the world, I refuse to believe that your husband, who hides in the shadows and dares not show his face, still won’t reveal himself.”

Mo Yu’s tone grew colder.

Inside the camel cart, Ye Xiaoxi’s pupils trembled.

She... she had heard that correctly, hadn’t she?

Her father was still alive?

But why? Why had her mother told her that her father was already dead—even that his body had vanished without a trace?

“Mother, is what he said true?”

Ye Xiaoxi could not understand why her mother had lied to her, so she could only turn to Danxia for answers.

Danxia was silent for a moment before finally speaking.

“It’s true.”

“But why?”

The confirmation shattered Ye Xiaoxi’s entire worldview. Her face turned deathly pale, and she nearly fainted.

She had always believed that her father had died before she was born, which was why she had never met him.

Yet she had never resented him.

In her imagination, her father had surely been an unparalleled hero of the world. Whenever her mother cursed him, she was merely disguising how much she missed him.

But now she was being told that her father was still alive—he had simply gone into hiding.

How was she supposed to accept that?

“Then why didn’t he come to see me...?” Ye Xiaoxi’s eyes grew misty with tears. Her voice filled with resentment as she said, “Am I really not worth even one look from him?”

“Liar! Father is a big liar!”

“Mother is a big liar too!”

Seeing this, Danxia immediately realized that Xiaoxi had misunderstood. She hurriedly explained, “Xiaoxi, you’ve got it wrong. Your father really did die back then, but... but...”

“For some unknown reason, he came back to life recently.”

“Mother doesn’t know the details either. All she knows is that your father appeared inside a ruin in Central Province. The moment he appeared, he slew countless prodigies and monsters from the major factions. I was afraid you might act on impulse, so I didn’t tell you.”

“R-Really?”

Hearing that her father had not abandoned her, Ye Xiaoxi finally stopped crying. With tears still glistening in her eyes, she asked, “Father didn’t not want me?”

“Of course not,” Danxia hurriedly comforted her.

“Then Father must really like Xiaoxi, right?” Ye Xiaoxi quickly pressed on.

“That... well...”

Danxia felt somewhat embarrassed. If the little girl learned that, back when she was still in her mother’s womb, her father had nearly persuaded Medusa not to give birth to her with just a few words, Xiaoxi would probably throw another tantrum.

So, with a completely guilty conscience, she said:

“Of course he likes Xiaoxi very much. No one in this world could possibly dislike Xiaoxi.”

“Wonderful!”

Only then did Ye Xiaoxi regain her spirits. Her tearful expression vanished, replaced by the bright, cheerful look of a moment before. She pressed her ear against the wooden panel once more and murmured softly:

“Xiaoxi has a father too...”

“Xiaoxi has a father too...”

Meanwhile, outside the camel cart.

After hearing Mo Yu’s threat, Medusa’s brows drew together slightly. She sneered, “What a spineless coward. Someone like you still wants to find my husband? You’d probably wet yourself in fear the moment you saw him.”

“Besides, if Lin Qingxue could do it back then, so can I.”

“Do you really think you can threaten him?”

Medusa flicked her sleeve, and the aura of the Void Refining Realm descended over the entire battlefield. Behind her, the phantom image of a colossal serpent, over a hundred zhang long, materialized in the air. Its scales shimmered brilliantly beneath the sunlight.

With her full aura unleashed, she stood suspended in the sky, facing Mo Yu head-on, her voice icy cold.

“What’s more, with you and that spineless-looking bastard behind you, do you really think you can take us away?”

Medusa’s gaze swept over the figure behind Mo Yu, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Perhaps it was only her imagination, but she noticed that when this unknown man was insulted, he not only failed to get angry—he had looked pleased from beginning to end.

“What a pervert!”

Medusa cursed inwardly.

Anyone who kept company with a scumbag like Mo Yu was clearly not normal either.

Little did she know that Ye Shu was genuinely enjoying himself.

Compared to the cold, aloof Medusa who refused to acknowledge their relationship whenever she was with him, the Queen Medusa who now called him “my husband” at every turn was obviously far more adorable.

He had secretly recorded everything.

The next time they met, if Medusa continued to deny their relationship despite her true feelings, he would take out the Recording Stone and have a good laugh at her expense.

As he was thinking this, Mo Yu had already taken a step forward.

“Medusa, I know your methods.”

“And I also know of your talent.”

“The Nine Nether Mysterious Serpent, the Daughter of Destiny—you truly live up to your reputation. But the current you is still too young, far too inexperienced. Without the Heaven’s Chosen to take you exploring ancient ruins and provide you with all kinds of heavenly treasures to strengthen your bloodline, your rate of growth would have fallen far behind the times long ago.”

“You cannot replicate that person’s achievements from back then.”

With that, he suddenly swept out a hand and shouted, “All of you, come out!”

The moment Mo Yu gave the order, invisible ripples immediately spread through the void. One after another, figures clad in black robes stepped through the air, their garments billowing as powerful auras surged from them.

There were more than a dozen whose strength was no weaker than Medusa’s.

And among them were even two experts at the Second Realm of Tribulation Transcendence, whose imposing might overshadowed everyone present. Mo Yu had paid a tremendous price to invite them from his clan as reinforcements.

Medusa’s expression changed slightly.

Seeing this, a cold smile tugged at the corners of Mo Yu’s lips. He raised both hands high and sneered, “Well? Do I have the qualifications to invite you all out for tea now?”