After all, the Mo family had so many servants; there was no need for a half-starved little beggar to do any work.
Therefore, during his first few days in the Mo Manor, Baojian didn't live well, aside from not starving to death.
Of course, this was from Mo Yuanjiao's perspective.
For Baojian, who had experienced extreme hunger, having a bite to eat was already the happiest thing in the world.
As for being bullied, isolated, and used as a tool for the servants to vent their anger, none of that mattered.
Naturally, where there were servants who liked to bully others, there were also kind-hearted servants who couldn't stand the sight of it. However, they were helpless. Those who liked to bully others were the children of hereditary servants who held some authority in the manor, and they dared not provoke them.
However, what those bullying servants didn't expect was that a few days later, Mo Yuanjiao still remembered this little beggar and suddenly ran to the servants' courtyard to see if he had recovered a bit.
He then discovered that the person he had brought back was being bullied to such an extent.
At that time, Mo Yuanjiao flew into a rage, nearly tearing the Mo Manor's servant courtyard apart.
Fortunately, Madam Mo stepped in later and decisively punished those hereditary servants who bullied Baojian. This served as a warning to the other veterans in the Mo Manor, thoroughly disciplining the servants before the matter was settled.
At that moment, in Baojian's eyes, Mo Yuanjiao was like a god.
From then on, he swore to serve his young master with all his heart.
His young master was the best young master in the world.
With the spirit boat and a continuous supply of spirit stones, the Mo family group quickly arrived at Songyang County.
Because Tong Jialiang was here, Mo Yuanjiao wanted the two cousins to meet as soon as possible. He also planned to take him to Xiushui Village to see if there was any good way to cure him early.
Because Mo Yuanjiao controlled the speed of the spirit boat, it was morning when they arrived at Songyang County. It was past breakfast time, so visiting wouldn't easily disturb others.
After landing outside the city, Mo Yuanjiao stored the spirit boat away, and the group walked into Songyang County.
Fortunately, considering they were going out, Old Matriarch Mo and Madam Mo had both brought thick-soled shoes. Otherwise, their feet, accustomed to wearing embroidered shoes at home, would have been deformed just walking the distance into Songyang County.
Recently, Mother Qin and Tietou's Mother had already wandered through every street, alley, and corner of Songyang County. Going out again felt like a routine chore, so they were no longer as enthusiastic.
Today, after breakfast, they were not in a hurry to go out. Instead, they took a stroll in the backyard, then went to chat with Han Weishu, and also spoke quite a bit beside Tong Jialiang, letting him hear more voices.
These two didn't look much older than their own children, yet they had encountered such a situation, which was truly pitiful.
Moreover, these two children didn't have much money. When they first came to the escort agency, they were dressed in rags, and after many days, they were still wearing the same clothes, never having changed.
The two mothers took good care of them on a daily basis; often, when they saw something on the street, they would buy a portion for them as well.
Plus, hearing that these two children belonged to the Mo family, they naturally had to take extra care of them.
At this moment, while they were chatting with Han Weishu, they heard a waiter come over from the front to announce that a family surnamed Mo had come to visit.
Tietou's Mother immediately let out a surprised gasp, clapped her hands, and said:
Could it be that Yuanjiao has returned? He's been gone for quite a while now. Come, come, let's quickly go and take a look.
When Mo Yuanjiao was at the Lingxian Sect, due to his sweet talk and lively personality, the elders had a great impression of this child who, despite being a young master of a prominent family, had absolutely no airs or bad temper.
Saying this, she pulled up Mother Qin beside her, and then asked Han Weishu:
Girl Han, Kid Tong's main family has come. Do you want to go meet them together?
Living together these days, seeing each other constantly, and coupled with the fact that Mother Qin and Tietou's Mother both possessed cultivation bases, Han Weishu's gender couldn't be hidden at all. Moreover, she had never thought of hiding it, so now all the Lingxian Sect members in the backyard of the Lingxiao Escort Agency knew her gender.
Hearing this, Han Weishu hesitated and looked at Tong Jialiang beside her, saying with concern:
I... I'll have to trouble you two aunties to receive them. Please apologize to the Mo family on behalf of A'Liang and me. I don't feel at ease leaving him alone.
When they found Tong Jialiang in the mine cave, his despairing look was too terrifying. Han Weishu was always afraid that something would happen if he was left alone, so she had been taking care of him without leaving his side.
Tietou's Mother also knew Tong Jialiang's situation, nodded, and said:
That's true. Then you wait here, and we'll go to the front to greet them.
Saying this, she pulled Mother Qin and hurried towards the front of the escort agency.
Because there were quite a few people, it wasn't good to swarm into the escort agency all at once, so only Mo Yuanjiao, Madam Mo, Old Matriarch Mo, and Baojian entered.
The remaining servants and guards waited outside the escort agency.
Seeing the familiar Mo Yuanjiao, Mother Qin and Tietou's Mother happily stepped forward and welcomed the group to the backyard.
After formally meeting Old Matriarch Mo and Madam Mo, and confirming with Mo Yuanjiao that they would be staying at the escort agency, they cheerfully went to arrange accommodations for them.
Mo Yuanjiao then instructed Baojian to go out and take the waiting guards and servants to find an inn nearby to stay before returning.
Once everyone was settled and Baojian had arranged for the rest to stay at the inn, Tietou's Mother took Mo Yuanjiao and Baojian to see Tong Jialiang and Han Weishu.
When Baojian, who originally thought that being in a daze and not speaking wasn't too big of a problem, saw Tong Jialiang's current hollow-eyed, emaciated appearance with sunken eye sockets, his heart suddenly tightened.
He looked at Mo Yuanjiao, and after receiving a consenting glance from him, he walked over to Tong Jialiang, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and crouched down:
Jialiang, Jialiang?
Seeing that he didn't react to his calls at all, Baojian felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.
He reached out, grabbed Tong Jialiang's skin-and-bones hand, gently squeezed it, and said to Han Weishu beside him with a hoarse voice:
Thank you, Miss, for taking care of my cousin...
Mo Yuanjiao, standing to the side, said:
I plan to take him back to Xiushui Village later to see if the seniors of my sect have a way to cure him.
Saying this, he paused and looked at Han Weishu, a clear questioning look in his eyes.
After all, the girl had been taking care of Tong Jialiang by herself for so long; it was impossible to just take him away for treatment without asking her.
Catching Mo Yuanjiao's gaze, Han Weishu frowned and asked:
Are you sure that Xiushui Village has a way?
Because everyone from the Lingxian Sect in this escort agency wore peach leaf pendants, she hadn't realized at all that there were cultivators in this escort agency. Moreover, when Han Weishu ran away from home, she was completely unaware of the existence of the Lingxian Sect.

uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."

to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”