His Young Master

He didn't count the exact amount, but he knew the rough number.

Anyway, after taking a glance and confirming that there were enough spirit stones for the return journey, he confidently began to steer the spirit boat towards Hufang Province.

Because they were traveling in a straight line through the air, as long as the initial direction was set correctly, Mo Yuanjiao didn't need to keep his eyes on the spirit boat constantly.

He only needed to make occasional adjustments.

Going up into the sky for the first time, everyone in the Mo family, apart from Mo Yuanjiao, was utterly amazed.

Only Madam Mo showed a bit of discomfort after the spirit boat left the ground, complaining of slight dizziness. Mo Yuanjiao immediately took out several thick brocade quilts from his storage bag, had the servants lay them out on the boat, and then pulled Madam Mo over.

"Mother, quickly lie down and see how it feels."

Madam Mo looked at her youngest son with a loving expression.

"Alright, alright, I'll lie down."

Then she lay down as told.

Old Matriarch Mo, on the other hand, felt no discomfort at all. Instead, she walked to the edge of the boat with great interest and looked down.

Being in the sky for the first time, having never seen the world from such a perspective, she found it incredibly fascinating.

The servants and guards felt the same, but they kept their status and duties in mind and didn't wander around gawking at the novelty.

The servants responsible for serving Madam Mo were currently attending to her.

After comforting his mother, Mo Yuanjiao ran over to joke around with his grandmother for a bit, then called Baojian over to the other end of the spirit boat for a private talk.

"I told you before to look out for some trustworthy hands in advance. Did you find your cousin?"

Hearing this, Baojian, who originally didn't know what his young master wanted him for, had his eyes light up and nodded vigorously:

"Yes, yes! I followed your previous instructions, Young Master. You said that if the people I found weren't from the Mo family, I should have them wait at the Lingxiao Escort Agency for the time being. How did you know, Young Master? Has my cousin already arrived at the Lingxiao Escort Agency? Did Young Master Qin and Young Master Liu bring news of my cousin this time?"

Over the past few days, Baojian had also met Liu Yunan and Qin Jianghe. In his eyes, since these two were his young master's fellow disciples and of a similar age, it was only natural to address them all as Young Master.

Having received news from Liu Yunan previously, Mo Yuanjiao happened to be quite busy in the capital and didn't have time to tell Baojian about this matter, and later he forgot.

It wasn't until Liu Yunan and Qin Jianghe recently came over.

He had been running around the capital city with Qin Jianghe for the past two days. When the two of them occasionally chatted and brought it up, Mo Yuanjiao finally remembered that he still hadn't told Baojian about Tong Jialiang.

Looking at the attendant who had grown up with him since childhood, he felt quite guilty and said:

"Your cousin encountered some trouble on the way to Songyang County."

Then he told Baojian about how Tong Jialiang had stayed overnight at a mountain bandit camp on the road, was then kidnapped by cultivators from the neighboring Huanyou Country to mine—a lethal type of mining at that—and how, although he was eventually rescued, he had been in a constant state of mental haze and hadn't spoken a word since.

When he first heard this, Baojian couldn't react right away.

Because things like cultivators and lethal ores were simply too remote for him.

Having never encountered such things before, he couldn't even begin to imagine them.

However, he understood the last sentence about his cousin being in a daze for many days and not speaking.

He didn't think this was a terribly serious matter, but seeing his young master's expression, it seemed quite grave. So, he asked cautiously:

"Young Master, can my cousin's illness be cured? Is it easy to cure?"

Hearing this, Mo Yuanjiao stood by the edge of the boat with his hands on his hips, feeling a trace of anxiety. Despite cultivating for so long, he knew absolutely nothing about curing illnesses. But seeing Baojian's cautious demeanor, he thought for a moment and said:

"I haven't seen him myself, so I'm not too sure. But I heard there's a girl at the first level of Qi Condensation staying by his side, talking to him every day, taking him out for walks, and feeding him quite a few medicinal pills. Now, your cousin's expression looks less hazy than it did at first, and there's occasionally some light in his eyes. It should be curable."

Hearing him say this, Baojian felt much more at ease. He gave Mo Yuanjiao a fawning smile and said:

"Thank you for your concern, Young Master. For us country folks, as long as we aren't missing an arm or a leg, it's nothing major. My cousin is just a bit young and hasn't experienced much; he might have just been scared out of his wits for the moment. Please don't take offense, Young Master. He's actually quite clever, and he's honest and reliable. Once this minor ailment is cured, he'll definitely still be able to work for you..."

Because they had grown up together, Mo Yuanjiao knew Baojian's temperament and thoughts very well.

Baojian was great in every way, especially in how genuinely good he was to him. There was just one bad thing: he constantly remembered his status as a servant.

Despite how he usually joked around with Mo Yuanjiao, seemingly without regard for proper etiquette, whenever something actually happened, he was always extremely afraid of inconveniencing Mo Yuanjiao and affecting his young master.

The current situation was the same. It was clearly Mo Yuanjiao who had instructed him to gather trustworthy people to work for him later, but when his cousin had an accident, Baojian's first reaction after confirming his cousin was physically fine was to worry whether it would affect his young master's affairs. He worried that the young master might despise his cousin, think his cousin was incompetent, and not let his cousin help out with matters in the future.

The only thing Mo Yuanjiao couldn't stand was this cautious, fawning appearance of his, but there was nothing he could do. Baojian had always been like this, and making him change was impossible.

Moreover, Mo Yuanjiao had previously gone to ask Madam Mo about this issue.

Madam Mo told him that for a servant, telling him not to regard you so highly was equivalent to telling him not to be so loyal.

Looking at Baojian, who was three years older than him but now half a head shorter, Mo Yuanjiao waved his large hand and said:

"Alright, let's talk about doing tasks and such after your cousin's illness is completely cured. I'm in no rush on my end. You just spend some good time with him later and try to guide him out of it."

Hearing him say this, Baojian's somewhat anxious heart finally settled completely.

Although he knew his young master was a very good person, he felt that his own matters shouldn't affect his young master's plans.

From the time he was young, starving and dizzy with hunger, sitting by the roadside with grass stuck on his head to be sold, and his young master bought him, brought him into the manor, let him live alongside the young master, gave him enough to eat and warm clothes to wear, and even taught him how to read—from that moment on, in Baojian's heart, the young master was his heaven.

Actually, when Baojian first entered the Mo manor, because he wasn't a generational servant, he didn't have the qualifications to attend directly by Mo Yuanjiao's side.

But also because he wasn't a generational servant, it was inevitable that he would be ostracized and bullied by the other servants in the Mo manor.

Back when Baojian was brought back to the Mo manor, the servants simply thought their young master was having a fit of kindness, bringing him back to give him a bite to eat, and figured he would forget about him in a couple of days.