**Chapter 121: The Celestial Maiden from the Moon Palace** - Ah? The Wives I Abandoned Turned Out to Be Real

**Chapter 121: The Celestial Maiden from the Moon Palace** News that Su Mo intended to learn swordsmanship greatly surprised Xu Miaoyin. "Why the sudden interest in swords, Boss Su?" Su Mo promptly explained. "I just feel a certain affinity with the sword. Why don’t you teach me?" Xu Miaoyin was somewhat troubled. "My sword techniques are of the Snow Maiden Sect, suitable only for women." "In that case, I’ll first teach you the basics." Following this, Xu Miaoyin took Su Mo to the backyard. From a poplar tree by the riverside, she broke off a branch and handed it to him. "Practicing swordsmanship involves mastering thrusting, slashing, parrying, clouding, flicking, blocking, pressing, tapping, lifting, thrusting upwards, flicking away, cutting off, slicing, and wiping." "Each movement requires corresponding footwork: bow steps, false steps, T-steps, pause steps, crouching steps, inserted steps, seated positions, leaps, follow steps, jumps, spins, and knee lifts, among others." "Let’s start with the basics of thrusting..." Faced with her beloved, Xu Miaoyin was thoroughly attentive in her teaching, displaying no impatience. During her hands-on guidance, Su Mo could often feel Xu Miaoyin’s presence behind him. Xu Miaoyin did not shy away; instead, she deliberately moved closer, allowing Su Mo to experience the firmness of her support. However, Su Mo did not disappoint Xu Miaoyin; his progress in the sword techniques was swift. Xu Miaoyin began to see him as a martial arts prodigy delayed by circumstance. She pondered where she could find some sword techniques meant for men to practice. Yet, sword techniques were often the secret treasures of various sects. Acquiring them required finding long-lost manuscripts. It was said that every year, on the eighth day of September, Zhu Guangbao Qi Lou would host an auction filled with numerous secret manuals. Perhaps this year would be an opportune time to see if she could acquire something for Su Lang... --- In the afternoon, Guo Lin arrived accompanied by two handmaidens, each carrying a bundle crammed with creamy jade plaques. There were sixty in total. The jade plaques were palm-sized, saturated with exquisite engravings, leaving a blank space in the middle for Su Mo’s writing. The leftover scraps were ordered by Guo Lin to be crafted into ornaments, though they were not yet finished. Indeed, the quality of the jade from the General's residence was superb—pure white, transparent, smooth, and warm to the touch. Faced with such exceptional materials, even Su Mo was reluctant to part with them. Without delay, he took out his carving knife and began engraving. Ultimately, on the sixty jade plaques, Su Mo inscribed the characters "镇" (Stabilize), "杀" (Kill), "封" (Seal), and "御" (Defend). Fifteen of each character. Four plaques for Guo Lin, four for Xu Miaoyin, four for Chunzhush, then had Guo Lin deliver four to Huang Qingwan. The remaining ones were stored by Su Mo for future use. With these jade plaques, his cherished women could now be protected from demonic harm. --- After having dinner, Guo Lin returned to the general's residence and went to visit Huang Qingwan. Huang Qingwan was somewhat taken aback by Guo Lin's visit. Though Guo Lin now addressed her as aunt, she had watched Guo Lin grow up from a young age, enjoying in her care for seven to eight years. To her, Guo Lin still remained dearly cherished. “Liner, what brings you to your aunt so late?” Gazing at Huang Qingwan's delicate, fair oval face, Guo Lin silently took out the four jade plaques meant for her, as per Su Mo’s request. "Brother Su asked me to bring these to you." Receiving the plaques, Huang Qingwan felt the warm texture intertwined with Su Lang’s heartfelt affection. “What made him think of doing this?” “Oh, it’s nothing. This is rather thoughtful.” Having said that, Guo Lin hesitated before eventually voicing her thoughts. This issue weighed too heavily on her mind to remain unspoken. "Chunzhu... she was taken to Brother Su’s bed!" "Is that so?" Huang Qingwan was unfazed; she had long noticed Chunzhu's and Su Mo’s flirtations. With Chunzhu and Shaoyao as her handmaidens, she had planned that once she wed Su Lang, they would all belong to him. She had deliberately arranged for Chunzhu to attend to Su Mo's daily needs to keep him from wandering aimlessly elsewhere. Seeing the innocence in Guo Lin's face, Huang Qingwan understood the girl had developed feelings for Su Mo. Deep down, she felt a twinge of helplessness. Why was it that after being reborn, her Su Lang could so effortlessly captivate women? If only there were ever just the two of them. Thinking of this, Huang Qingwan offered her counsel. "Liner, it's common for men to have many wives and concubines." "Don’t let it trouble you." "As long as you have a place in his heart, that’s enough." "Get some sleep, don’t overthink it." Guo Lin understood Huang Qingwan’s meaning, but still felt unsettled. “Alright, aunt.” As Guo Lin departed, Huang Qingwan sighed softly and sat on the bed. At that moment, she couldn’t help but recall the fervent touch of Su Mo's hands, capable of dissolving her very soul... --- In the courtyard, Su Mo stood in the center, gazing up at the moon. Unlike Earth, the moon in this world shone with its own light, never waning or dimming. He was suddenly overcome with longing for Chang'e. This emotion often struck without warning, completely unbidden. He wondered if consuming the immortal elixir within the simulation would alter the outcome. Perhaps it would enable him to enter and remain forever alongside Chang'e. In his heart, the worlds inside and outside the simulation held no real difference. Just as he lowered his head, preparing to practice shamanic arts, A celestial figure flitted through the moonlight. Chang’e, draped in ethereal garb, traversed the lunar surface. Her serene features bore an unmistakable sorrow and resentment. Upon awakening, once more she roamed the lonely celestial sphere, searching for any means by which she might avoid the world’s rejection. She scolded herself for succumbing to slumber. If not, Su Mo would not have vanished. As she inwardly lamented, a bright red light stood out amidst the eternal glow, incongruous with its surroundings. Noticing the red, Chang’e was bemused. She had never encountered such a thing before. Stepping purposefully toward the light’s source, she approached the reddish glow nestled in a hollow. There, she found a crimson ornamental ball, adorned with hanging jewels and jingling rings. Woven entirely from red threads, it bore patterns of flora, fauna, landscapes—each meticulously crafted with unparalleled precision. Its exquisite beauty clashed with the moon’s cold, desolate solitude, The object seemed misplaced amidst the moon's serenely cold confines. Chang'e picked up the embroidered ball, examining it closely. Upon contact, the knowledge of its use flooded into her mind. Suddenly, she recalled a legend among the Yueze people— The Creator God Zhu Jiuyin, before creating the world, had acquired numerous mystical artifacts. Each artifact varied in form and function, But their shared trait was that their user could wield them without hindrance. This was attributable to the lack of rules before creation. These artifacts intuitively conveyed their usage to their bearer, ensuring effective operation. With this realization, Chang’e immersed her thoughts, absorbing every shred of knowledge about the ball. As a divine being, Chang’e quickly mastered the ball’s abilities. This ball possessed four functions: Elemental control, dream entrance, illness curing, and shape shifting at will. Elemental control enabled manipulation of natural phenomena, be it accelerating growth, summoning storms, volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, or hurricanes. Of course, using it taxed one’s spiritual power. With her divine power, Chang’e could trigger around a hundred simultaneous volcanic eruptions. Entering dreams allowed her seamless entry into others' dreams, altering them at will. Healing any disease, ensuring complete recovery without side effects. The shape-shifting ability, Allowed the ball to transform into anything Chang’e desired. A pen, paper, garment, or even intimate apparel. It was this last function that captured Chang’e’s interest most. Because with the embroidered ball, she could transform it into a heavy celestial garment, allowing her to descend to the mortal realm and search for her beloved Mo. With a thought, Chang'e transformed the red embroidered ball into an exquisite red celestial robe. The garment immediately lessened the world’s rejection of her presence. She leaped forward, plummeting toward the human world! If one looked at the moon from the ground at that very moment, they would clearly see a red meteor with a trailing tail descending to earth. Witnessing this spectacle, countless astrologers began deducing the origin of this red meteor and pondering the changes it might bring to the world. Su Mo, engrossed in his shamanic studies, failed to notice the anomaly on the moon. Once Su Mo was almost done with his practice, Xu Miaoyin summoned him back inside to begin another round of Yi Jin Jing exercises... --- “Where am I?” Chang'e looked around the desolate landscape in a daze. This time, her descent had created a crater upon impact with the earth. Standing in the center of the crater, she could keenly feel the earth’s rejection of her presence. Without the protection of the celestial robe, she knew she would be catapulted back to the moon. She was unsure of the current status of the Yueze people, but given the millennia-long alliance with the Yi kingdom, she believed the Yi would not trouble them in her absence. Furthermore, Where was the Moon Wheel Peak now? She wanted to return to her original location to begin searching for Mo. At that moment, howling wolves approached, attracted by her landing. Though she was a deity, she couldn’t fly due to her efforts to minimize earthly rejection. So, Chang'e stepped out of the crater, extending a slender finger. In an instant, the entire pack of wolves fell dead. Now, she needed to find the Moon Wheel Peak... --- The following morning, Lord Su Hu of Jizhou arrived with a guard escort and his daughter, Su Daji. This wilderness was under Jizhou’s jurisdiction. Upon witnessing a red meteor fall from the sky in the middle of the night, Su Hu brought his daughter and close-guard team to the site. Surveying the massive crater and the wolves killed by unknown means, Su Hu turned to his daughter. His daughter had undergone a drastic change in temperament a month ago, with her shamanic skills escalating to an astonishing level. Su Hu surmised it was due to the full awakening of the shamantic bloodline within her. “Daughter, what’s your take on this?” Riding a black stallion, Daji’s exquisite face and arching willow brows exuded a captivating yet fierce allure. One would hardly believe she was just a sixteen-year-old girl. As she looked upon the crater, she sensed a faint thread of opportunity to find Su Mo. “Father, prior to coming here, I performed a divination.” “This is the descent of a deity to the mortal realm.” “Now is when the deity is most vulnerable and in need of help.” “If we locate and revere the deity, the Su family will achieve eternal glory!” (End of chapter)