Chapter 5698: Common Prosperity, Part 8
Meanwhile, in another part of the Sacred Domain, a middle-aged cultivator was laughing slyly as he embraced his wife on their bed.
The female cultivator pouted at him, smiling seductively, and gently caressed his collar. "Brother Wang."
"Heh heh heh," Brother Wang quickly leaned in, their lips almost meeting.
A chilling laugh suddenly echoed in their ears. "Heh heh heh."
The middle-aged cultivator stiffened. A strange laugh suddenly appearing in their room in the dead of night made the hair on both their heads stand on end.
Holy cow! It's a ghost!
Their eyes fearfully shifted, only to see a small child floating in the room, his dark eyes staring at them.
The two cultivators were so terrified their hearts almost exploded.
What was it about this situation that made their composure instantly crumble?
Could this child be a ghost child...?
Little Mo Bao, floating, looked at their pale faces with a puzzled expression.
"The Overlord has commanded that starting today, there will be two extra hours of training every evening. Gather in front of the Overlord's bamboo house after one stick of incense burns."
The middle-aged cultivator: I swear, I have an urge to beat this child to death!
About half an hour later, Little Mo Bao floated all the way back to the Bamboo Garden, asking with a puzzled expression, "Why does everyone have a strange look when they see me?"
"What's that last uncle doing? Why did he throw a slipper at me?"
Adult Guangguang twitched his mouth, stating expressionlessly, "When you float around to every household in the middle of the night, it's a miracle they'd like you."
Little Mo Bao pouted. "Forget it, I'm doing this for Mommy, so I won't fuss about their attitudes."
Adult Guangguang thought to himself, You might not fuss, but others will fuss with you.
It would be great if you could ever kick this habit of liking to float around in the middle of the night.
In the dead of night, quite a crowd had already gathered at the entrance of the bamboo house.
Everyone held various lighting devices, illuminating the plaza in front of the bamboo house until it was bright as day.
Zhang Jing spotted He Weiping and the others in the crowd and quickly squeezed over, saying with an exasperated look, "Everyone, were you all woken up in the middle of the night too?"
He Weiping, recalling the face floating outside his window, couldn't help but slap his forehead. "Young Master Mo is truly too mischievous."
"I was still bathing when that child appeared behind me, floating like a vengeful spirit. I swear, I freaked out on the spot!"
"Exactly! This Young Master Mo is too naughty. Should we report this to the Overlord?"
"Forget about reporting it. If the Overlord gets angry, she might double our training time."
"Brother Liu, you're absolutely right!"
As everyone was chattering, a soft, crisp cough sounded from the front.
They all looked up and couldn't help but twitch their mouths.
They saw Young Master Mo floating over from outside the bamboo house grounds.
In the vast night, this guy was like a little ghost, floating without a sound.
"Hello everyone, since everyone is here, let's begin," the little Young Master Mo said in a milky voice.
He then pulled out a jade talisman from his pocket.
Everyone stared at him with vigilant expressions.
Especially an old grandpa standing in the front row, who was staring at Little Mo Bao with particular nervousness.
This old grandpa was precisely the elder of the Qi Family from Cangzhou who had been miserably immobilized by Little Mo Bao's body-fixing talisman earlier that day.
Now, he finally realized how foolish he had been that morning, hitting a brick wall on his very first day in the Sacred Domain.
Little Mo Bao's nighttime "patrols" and his unexpected leadership of the extra training have certainly created quite a stir among the Sacred Domain cultivators!
What do you anticipate will be the cultivators' overall reaction to these rigorous new training demands, and how might it reshape their perception of their new "Overlord's" family?