### Chapter 111: Mo, Come with Me - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

### Chapter 111: Mo, Come with Me The next day, Su Mo awoke early. He could no longer clean the main peak, so after breakfast, he wandered around with a broom. It was then that he noticed the Yueze clan gathering in front of a plaza between the lake and the mountains. Almost everyone was there, preparing for some grand ceremony. Su Mo didn’t dare to approach, choosing instead to sweep aimlessly from a distance of over five hundred meters, secretly observing what was happening. At that moment, a veiled woman appeared in the center of the crowd. The sight of her caused Su Mo’s eyes to narrow; he was very familiar with the eyes behind the veil. It was none other than Chang'e. It seemed the crowd had gathered to bid farewell to Chang'e. Suddenly, the Yueze clan members began a peculiar dance around Chang'e, seemingly blessing her for a safe journey during her travels. Su Mo recognized this dance; it was a shamanistic dance unique to the Yueze clan, similar to one from the Chiqiu people, though they never performed it. Was it his imagination, or were Chang'e's eyes fixed on him the entire time? As the dance concluded, Chang'e said something that prompted everyone to turn and look at Su Mo's direction. Under the pressure of so many eyes, Su Mo felt a heavy burden; he feared his unusual circumstances might have been discovered. At that moment, a Yueze tribesman, with whom Su Mo had dealings, ran towards him. "Chiqiu man, come with me." "Oh, oh, okay." With a heart full of unease, Su Mo followed the man. As he neared, he heard Chang'e's clear, ethereal voice. "For this journey, let him accompany me as a servant." Upon hearing that Chang'e wanted to take Su Mo with her, voices of envy, jealousy, and sarcasm arose. "The Master of the Moon Wheel Main Peak actually chose this Chiqiu man. How can we Yueze members be inferior to him?" "You can't deny this Chiqiu man looks tall and fierce now, a fitting choice for a servant." "Even after having the Sun’s True Flame taken, he didn't die. The resilience of the Chiqiu is truly remarkable." "Does anyone know his name?" "I think it’s 'Mo’? It sounds terrible. It doesn’t compare to our beautiful Yueze names." "Exactly, exactly. I wonder if our lord might change her mind..." The voices surged around him, and Su Mo learned the reason behind the earlier events. Apparently, whenever Chang'e traveled, she would bring some members of the Yueze clan for her care and comfort. But this time, she chose him, an outsider, over any Yueze member, leading to their sarcastic remarks. Linglong silenced them all. "If our lord wishes him to accompany her, then so be it. When did it become your place to question her decisions?" With Linglong’s words, the Yueze people fell silent. Her words held clear authority within the clan. Looking at Linglong, Su Mo felt an internal panic, fearing she might discover that the Sun’s True Flame within him had rekindled. But she said nothing more to him, merely glancing at Su Mo before turning her focus to Chang'e. "My lord, any other orders?" Chang'e shook her head slowly. "Let’s depart now." She took out a feathered fan, and with a gentle flick, Su Mo felt a cotton-like cloud form beneath his feet. Looking down, a cloud had appeared not only beneath him but also beneath Chang'e. It couldn't fly high, merely hovering above the ground as it carried them to the other side of the lake. Once they landed, the cloud dissipated, and Chang'e continued alone on the main road, step by step, towards Yunmengze. It seemed she didn’t wish to take shortcuts during her journey but preferred walking every step herself. Su Mo was delighted by this decision, thinking it would mean more time spent with Chang'e. "Fairy, wait for me," he called, hurrying to walk alongside her. He could faintly catch the delicate fragrance of the beauty beside him. Chang'e glanced at Su Mo, who was less than half a meter away, showing no sign of discomfort as she continued forward. Su Mo found joy in their proximity. The efforts of the past two months had finally paid off today. In this ancient era, roads weren’t well-maintained—mostly dirt paths with occasional stone-paved segments. Due to the sparse population, everything remained naturally pristine, undisturbed, unlike the human-touched parks of Earth. Dense shrubbery flanked the paths, keeping Su Mo alert for any wild beasts that might lurk within. After half a day's travel, Su Mo felt increasingly free, his curiosity piqued by the world around him. In this ancient era, he could witness many plants and insects that had long since gone extinct. Watching Su Mo full of vigor, Chang'e’s clear eyes betrayed a hint of longing. By nightfall, they found a spot by a riverbank, resting on a slab of blue stone. Having trekked the entire day, Su Mo was drenched in sweat, his stomach rumbling with hunger, whereas Chang'e remained as serene and fragrant as ever, untouched by the heat. Somehow, she kept away all mosquitoes and flies, and every so often, a mysterious power cleaned any dirt from her white dress, leaving her pristine. Chang'e sat on the riverbank’s blue stone while Su Mo, removing his shirt, plunged into the river to clean himself and catch some fish for dinner. Under the pale moonlight, Chang'e’s serene face watched Su Mo swim, lost in thought. In the distance, flowers and leaves fluttered, a gentle breeze whispering soft secrets, nature’s chorus harmonizing with the echoing landscape, a soothing melody drifting with the wind. The river flowed from west to east, mimicking a silver dragon navigating the earth’s veins. Su Mo swam skillfully through the layers of water, causing ripples that cascaded to the riverbanks, creating shimmering patterns in its wake. Before long, Su Mo caught two large, sword-like fish from the river, and when he returned to the pebble-strewn bank, his eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "Now, we’ve got something to eat." Though he lacked the culinary talents provided by the God of Cookery, Su Mo's long experience with cooking had refined his understanding of flavor beyond most. While he didn’t know the name of these swordfish, it didn’t hinder his ability to prepare a delicious meal. Using the pointed ends of the swordfish to clean and gut them, he washed the fish, producing clean fillets. Thanks to the power of the Red Firmament, Su Mo didn’t need to make a fire; within two minutes, the swordfish were grilled to a perfect crispy finish, their savory aroma mouthwatering. The fish’s oil-rich flesh promised to be more delicious than eel. Su Mo carefully shredded the cooked fish into small strips, wrapping it in cleaned leaves before offering it to Chang'e. "Here, my lady." Chang'e accepted without refusal. Removing her veil, she brought the fish to her lips, taking gentle bites, savoring each slice gracefully. Su Mo, less concerned with etiquette, took big bites of his grilled fish, savoring the flavor that exploded in his mouth, despite the lack of salt. This species of swordfish lacked spiky bones, making them easy to eat. As he indulged, a calm voice came from behind. "More." Turning, Su Mo saw Chang'e seated calmly, having unknowingly finished all the grilled fish. Her expression held a hint of nostalgia, indicating the meal delighted her taste buds. "Oh, okay!" A spark lit within Su Mo; he felt like he had found the key to opening the fairy’s heart. Taking the leaves from Chang'e’s hand, Su Mo restored the fish within them. After taking down half of the fish, Chang'e waved her hand, dispelling the oil around her lips and fingers. "I'm full." Upon hearing Chang'e declare her satiety, Su Mo nodded, repeating, "Oh, okay!" After Su Mo had his fill, he turned to find Chang'e perched on the crown of a tree, bathing in moonlight as she cultivated. Her movements were so graceful that not even a single leaf quivered beneath her. Gazing at the ethereal beauty of Chang'e, Su Mo felt a wave of appreciation. Truly, beautiful women have a captivating charm in their every move. In his childhood, Su Mo had a rather unpleasant demeanor, often ignoring anyone he deemed unattractive. It wasn't until he started working and faced reprimands from an unkind superior that his perspective began to change. He realized that his good looks could indeed aid in closing sales, proving in a way that appearance could indeed be a form of currency. Reflecting on his past, on Madam Huang, Guo Lin, and Chun Zhu, Su Mo resolved that even if he ever had the chance for virtual reality again, he wouldn’t use it lightly—the longevity of it distorted his sense of reality. His memories felt like events that occurred decades ago. With that thought, he summoned a small beast composed entirely of flames. This rotund, fire-crafted creature had a trunk-like snout capable of spewing fire for defense or keeping watch. It would last through the night. After instructing it to stand vigil, Su Mo leaned against a large tree and drifted into a deep sleep. By morning, the flame beast had vanished. Su Mo stirred, employing his inner sorcery to evaporate the dew clinging to his skin before basking in the first rays of dawn. Feeling the Sun’s True Flame within him grow even stronger, he looked up toward the treetop. Finding it empty, he spotted a lone, graceful figure in white by the riverbank. Scampering over, he eagerly greeted her. "Fairy." "Hmm," Chang'e replied. The sunlight painted her face with a soft, golden edge, and her alabaster skin seemed almost translucent. Su Mo was momentarily dazzled. He found himself in a daze, wondering: was this breathtaking, elegant fairy truly destined to be his soulmate this lifetime? (End of the chapter)