Chapter 117: Fei Lingxue and Xu Miaoyin's Arrival - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

Chapter 117: Fei Lingxue and Xu Miaoyin's Arrival In the backyard of Linjiang Spring Restaurant. After a brief session of practicing his sword skills, Su Mo set his weapon aside and began experimenting with the three spells he had learned from simulation. Under his control, the potent power of the radiant sun was channeled along a specific path, swiftly converging into the form of a mystical incantation. "Scarlet Sky!" With a soft chant, Su Mo pointed his finger towards a small stone on the ground. Boom! Accompanied by a burst of light akin to blooming fireworks, the stone instantaneously transformed into a small pool of molten lava. Overjoyed by the power, Su Mo couldn't help but revel in his mind. He had merely employed a tenth of his internal radiant sun energy, yet the effect was this remarkable. If he unleashed his full strength, even a large boulder could be melted into magma. Not even a formidable rock could withstand such power, let alone the fragile flesh of ordinary humans. Now, with a sense of self-protection fully acquired, Su Mo felt confident enough to contend with that black bear spirit if necessary. "I wonder how the radiant sun energy compares to pure energy when used for writing," Su Mo mused. With this thought in mind, he immediately headed to the main hall. Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing, who were cultivating, were startled by Su Mo's unexpected actions. Curious, the two women wondered what Su Mo was up to in the middle of the night. Lighting an oil lamp, Su Mo quietly fetched ink, a brush, and paper. Opening a blank ledger on the counter, he wrote the character "Seal." During his previous simulations, Su Mo had used twigs to practice calligraphy in the sand. Years of idle practice had honed his writing skills to a respectable level. The moment Su Mo finished writing "Seal," the ledger burst into flames without any external fire source. Startled, he quickly dropped the burning ledger to the ground and stomped the fire out. Initially puzzled, Su Mo soon realized the reason: the fusion of pure energy and solar flame into his radiant sun energy produced an intense heat that ordinary paper couldn't withstand. Understanding this, Su Mo decided not to worry about it. If writing wouldn’t work, he could always try wood or stone carving. Holding the oil lamp, Su Mo headed to the kitchen. Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing were left dumbfounded by this spectacle. Xiao Qing was shaken by the sheer power she sensed earlier. "Sister," Xiao Qing said cautiously, "where did your husband learn such powerful magic? The character he wrote terrified me. If he used that technique on me, I wouldn't stand a chance against it!" "Fortunately, he seems unable to fully control this power yet. Once he masters it, though, he'll be a bane to all demons." Bai Suzhen's beautiful eyes shone with admiration, entirely ignoring Xiao Qing's concern. "My Su Lang is indeed amazing, even in this world; he wields such extraordinary power." "It's fine. Su Lang's power can only subdue demons up to the millennium level. Anything stronger might be too much." Xiao Qing couldn't understand why her sister was so smitten with this Su Mo. If she had found him first, she would have killed him to prevent her sister from changing so much. "Sister, your husband's demeanor seems to have changed." "Yesterday, he seemed a bit improper despite the righteous aura between his brows. Now, he appears to lack that previous vulgarity." "I wonder what happened to cause such a dramatic change in someone." "Really?" Blinded by love, Bai Suzhen hadn't noticed Su Mo's transformation. To her, Su Lang was always Su Lang, no matter what. "Yes, really. Yesterday, I felt he wasn't worthy of you, but today, he seems to fit the part." While the sisters talked, Su Mo, already in the kitchen, used the dim oil lamp to see his surroundings. Grabbing a Xuan Iron kitchen knife and a block of wood meant for firewood, Su Mo started carving the character "Seal." As wood shavings fell, he sensed a strand of his radiant sun energy infusing into it. As soon as the carving was complete, the wood caught fire, burning away the character almost instantly. Frustrated that even wood couldn't withstand his energy, Su Mo wondered if he'd need stone or metal. Glancing at the Xuan Iron kitchen knife in his hand, Su Mo considered the possibility of engraving on metal. He summoned a small flame to etch onto the kitchen knife. However, due to iron's high melting point, Su Mo struggled to etch clearly on the blade. Once he finished, the word "Kill" emerged from the effort. The Xuan Iron kitchen knife emanated a faint power, making the entire blade feel warm. Satisfied with embedding his radiant sun energy, Su Mo felt confident he could now contend with the black bear spirit. Regrettably, his sense of justice wasn't fervent enough. Unlike those naturally righteous, hot-blooded protagonists, his energy didn't reach celestial heights. Yet justice and kindness were innate traits that couldn’t be artificially enhanced, only diminished. Su Mo could only dream of such majestic power in his imagination. After tidying up, Su Mo washed briefly and began cooking. Guo Lin had mentioned coming over yesterday. Ever since learning her father died seven years ago, she hadn't eaten a bite, losing a lot of weight in the process. On top of that, Chun Zhu needed to recuperate over the next few days, requiring nutritious meals. In no time, Su Mo prepared six meat dishes and placed them, along with chestnut buns, in the steamer to keep warm until dawn. As the sky brightened, Chun Zhu woke up. Yesterday, after Su Mo's exertions, she felt her body breaking down. The night had masked her pain, but now she noticed the severe redness and swelling, a stark contrast to her prior fairness. Seeing Chun Zhu awake, Su Mo tenderly fed her, his demeanor embodying gentleness. Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing, observing via their spiritual senses, witnessed this act. Xiao Qing glanced nervously at Bai Suzhen, whose expression remained stoic, though beneath that calm exterior lay a well of envy. Xiao Qing quickly withdrew her spiritual senses. "Sister, let’s focus on our cultivation." "Besides, he doesn’t even recognize you right now." Bai Suzhen nodded slightly, prepared for this, but still overwhelmed by the churning feelings within her... "Yes, meditation it is..." Just as Su Mo finished attending to Chun Zhu, the front door rattled with a knock. Since the backdoor faced the riverbank where mud often accumulated, visitors usually entered through the main hall. "It seems someone’s here; I'll check it out." Chun Zhu nodded, wincing from her pain that made leaving the bed nearly impossible. "Alright." Su Mo walked briskly to the front hall, opening the door to find a pale, delicate young girl standing there. It was none other than Guo Lin. Tear-streaked from recent grief over her father's death, her usual energetic self now seemed a distant memory. Coming alone without even a maid by her side, Guo Lin’s appearance evoked Su Mo's compassion. She was a world away from her previously cheerful demeanor. "Come in quickly, it’s cold outside." Su Mo took Guo Lin's chilly hand, feeling its surprising coldness. In the kitchen, Su Mo opened the steamer, allowing warmth to fill the room. Today, he had prepared dishes like Salt-Baked Chicken, Roast Duck, Steamed Fish, Braised Pork, Lamb Stew, and Spiced Beef. Seeing Guo Lin, who hadn’t eaten for days, he quickly grabbed a large bowl, cracked a few eggs, and made her an egg broth. "Here, Miss Guo, have some soup first." "Since you haven’t eaten lately, don’t overdo it. Try some fish and lamb for now." Seeing the sumptuous spread, Guo Lin nodded lightly. "Thank you, Su Gege." With gratitude, she slowly sipped the soup, savoring each gentle breath. Due to Su Mo’s culinary god-like talent, even something as simple as an egg broth he brewed could bring a sense of blissful happiness to anyone who drank it. As the nourishing liquid warmed her insides, Guo Lin’s complexion improved slightly, and she proceeded to eat the cornbread and side dishes. However, even after eating, her face remained pale, showing signs of turning sallow. Seeing something amiss, Su Mo touched her forehead and discovered she was already running a fever. Annoyed, Su Mo chided her gently, "Why didn't you say anything about having a fever?" With a scolding tone, he led Guo Lin to the hearth, seating her on a small stool as he added more firewood. Soon, the hearth was ablaze, and the pot on the stove began to bubble, filling the kitchen with warmth that dispelled the prior chill. Su Mo fetched another small stool, sitting beside Guo Lin, and took her icy hands into his bosom to warm them up. "Once you feel a bit better, I'll call for a doctor." Guo Lin shook her head at his offer. "Su Gege, with you here, I’m already feeling a lot better." Hearing this, Su Mo gently embraced her, noticing how shockingly frail she had become. Though their relationship hadn’t crossed any intimate boundaries yet, Guo Lin didn’t expect him to hold her like this. Happily, she nestled in Su Mo’s arms, the feeling reminiscent of past lives where she used to be cradled by him daily. With the flow of radiant sun energy, Su Mo’s embrace felt like a furnace, warming Guo Lin thoroughly and alleviating much of her malaise... Outside Linjiang City. A group of five, including Xu Miaoyin and Fei Lingxue, approached the city on horseback. Gazing at the city of Linjiang before them, Fei Lingxue couldn’t suppress a small smile of excitement. "Xu Miaoyin, I hope you're not deceiving me." A fleeting look of melancholy crossed Xu Miaoyin’s pretty face as she managed a wry smile. "If I didn’t sympathize with you, knowing we share similar pasts, I wouldn’t have revealed Su Lang’s whereabouts." "Just ensure you don’t overwhelm Su Lang." "You see, he doesn’t recall our past lives." "Let’s just visit his restaurant as ordinary patrons." Fei Lingxue nodded slightly, glancing down at her impressive assets, her cheeks flushing a light shade of red. "Very well, just as you say." "However, I find it hard to believe any man could remain unmoved by me in this world." With a determined "Hyah!", Fei Lingxue, exuding elegance, quickly vanished down the path. Worried about the impulsive actions of the Blood-Clad Tower’s mistress, Xu Miaoyin hurried after her, hoping that Su Lang wouldn’t be too startled. (Chapter Ends)