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Chapter 945 - 945 15.07 Vearth - Nether System: Conversations at Night.

The Mo Family greeted the Evergreen Family and hosted a lavish and delightful meal for them. The Mo Family brought some wines out for the Evergreen Family and themselves to sip as they welcomed the guests. Lang and Xiong, who enjoys drinking, began to partake in domestic libations with the other spouses. Even when Ye Xiajie and Siwang were dragged into the party. Also present were Father Mo, Hei Sian, and Mo Zhinan.

Mother Mo was forced to prepare a hefty pot of hangover soup for their family and visitors while helping her daughter and oldest son to make some snacks. Who encouraged Hei Sian to consume half the alcohol and wine in their family’s wine cellar? His wife almost locks up there.

Meanwhile, after putting the children to sleep, Hei Anjing bumps into his uncle, Mo Baojun on his way out. Seeing him standing in the empty hallway of his floor, he knew he was waiting for him.

“Uncle Baojun?” Hei Anjing calls.

Mo Baojun looked at his nephew and said, “Follow me to my study. There are some things I wanted to talk about with you.”

Hei Anjing had no option but to follow his uncle to his study on the 15th floor as he could see his uncle’s back becoming farther away. The Mo Palace has several floors and resembles a tower. There were no distinct courtyards as in other old castles.

Father Mo and Mother Mo are on the first five levels. The next five are for Mo Yue and Hei Sian, his parents. Owners of the 15th through 20th floors are Shen Siwang and his other half, Mo Baojun. His and Ye Xiajie’s residence was located between floors 25 and 30. The living room, dining room, and kitchen are on the ground floor. Moreover, a few laboratories are set up in the basement.

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15th Floor, Mo Baojun’s Study...

The room contains a few bookcases. In the upper middle of the room, there are two sofas with a center table and an office table. Generally, an environment resembles an office with seating for visitors. He and his nephew were served milk tea by Mo Baojun himself.

Mo Baojun said, “Take a seat, Jing’er.”

On the couch across from where his Uncle Baojun had sat, Hei Anjing took a seat. When they sipped the steaming milk tea that Mo Baojun had provided, they were now facing one another.

“Why did Uncle call me here?” Hei Anjing asked.

Mo Baojun didn’t respond right away and finished his tea first before looking at his nephew.

“Should I call you Jing’er or Snow?”

“Uncle already knew...?”

“Yes. The Origin informs me about the Ancestor of the Mo Family. That is you right?” said Mo Baojun.

Hei Anjing remained calm but he was avoiding his uncle’s eyes and said, “That was me before. I killed that version of myself. Right now, in front of my uncle, I am just your nephew and the son of Mo Yue and Hei Sian.”

“I see. In front of me and the Mo Family. Then... In front of Ye Xiajie, the Ruler of Abyss... Which are you?” Mo Baojun asked.

The conversation between Mo Baojun and Hei Anjing became a little strained at this question, and the room became silent once again. Despite this, the two people kept their composure and lacked any expression.

Hei Anjing’s phoenix eyes narrowed as he focused on Mo Baojun, a sneaky smirk of mischief flashing at the corner of his eyes. He appears simultaneously amused and insane. One couldn’t ignore the searing cold and mingled negative feelings in the depths of his eyes.

Hei Anjing said, “Uncle is so smart... Now I was wondering if I put too much of my blood into creating the Mo Family as even the curses I’ve accumulated in the Void were passed on to you.”

“The curse of loving only one person for eternity was born because of an obsession for him. The lack of emotions and interest towards other people except for your bloodline and loved one is because of my disinterest in nothing but him. As well as the suicidal tendencies which allowed you to be born with an immortal physique allowing only the person you love to kill you.”

“You were created with so many weaknesses that left you guys vulnerable to your loved one. I am glad that... you found the right one in the end... Different from me as I had gone crazy in the end.” Hei Anjing.

“Among all of my soul fragments, I am the one sane one. All of them had gone mad from being alone in that place. The Abyss is only friendly to its King after all. It took me an unknown number of Eons to make it recognize me as the other half of their King but in the end, I’ve been broken for too long and need to heal myself. But the Abyss cannot be without someone on the throne. The only way is to leave a soul fragment in it. So I killed myself in the end.”

Mo Baojun never treated Hei Anjing as their ancestor even if he is. To the Mo Family, he is just a part of their family and an extremely fragile soul. He even almost died as the artificial body Mo Yue and Hei Sian created for him weren’t stable. Mo Baojun gave away his flesh to give his nephew a body which is why Mo Baojun is like a son to him.

“You should just kill that bastard (Ye Xiajie)! Why did you have to make such sacrifices for him after all these things.?” Mo Baojun said.

Hei Anjing said, “Because he chose to sacrifice his life for me twice to keep me alive. When I was reborn as Hei Anjing... I was planning to get closer to him to kill him as the hatred in my heart was too strong. But after seeing him die for me without care for his life and the God of Origin had to even compromise... I have no other choice but to forgive him.”

“Do you truly... forgive him, Jing’er?” asked Mo Baojun.

Hei Anjing said, “I do. If not, would I allow myself to have children with him... But he needed to be punished or my heart won’t be free.”

“That’s true. For us, aside from our chosen other half and family... Only our children are considered precious. It’s too hard for us to propagate. Thankfully, we learned about how you had Ye Jingxia or we wouldn’t be able to increase our family. Your cousins were born thanks to you.” Mo Baojun.

Hei Anjing smiles, “Speaking of them, where are Yaolan and Wanyi?”

“I threw them in the God System. One to look for his own husband’s candidate and the other is too lazy to move so I made him go to work. That brat Yaolan was asking his dad to carry him around. He took my husband’s time which is meant for me.” Mo Baojun complained.

His two boys were so influenced by his personality that they were unwilling to move, walk, or eat on their own. To be able to enter the dining room, one needed to be carried. The other had to be awakened to eat since, if not, he would continue to sleep forever. They are Gods, luckily, else they wouldn’t die and not understand why.

Hei Anjing was trying his hardest to hold back his laughter, “D-Did they not... Pft... Get anything from... Uncle Si’s genes? Haha~”

“They are two faced-nature.” Mo Baojun said.

HAHAHAHAHA

Hei Anjing could not help but chuckle this time. Since he was aware that, despite his Uncle Siwang’s friendly appearance, he is a cunning serpent. He could kick you down the cliff while still grinning like an angel. It depends on how he feels. The only person who can accurately interpret his mood is his Uncle Baojun. When he was younger, he also had the experience of being sent into illusion formation after accidentally entering his uncle’s chamber while carrying out the deed on the bed.

Hei Anjing spoke, “True indeed. That day when I accidentally entered your bedroom I thought he wasn’t angry and even smiled at me asking me to leave the room with a gentle voice. The next day he threw me into an illusion formation and needed a week to escape from there. No food or drinks were given.”

“That... I can only say I’m sorry for him.” Hei Anjing said.

Mo Baojun said, “Okay enough of him. I wanted to know what you plan to do. There is no way that your husband would be able to kill you. I wasn’t even willing to do it at that time. It was your Uncle that did that!”

The Tyrant God could still remember how Shen Siwang had taken control of his own body and stabbed his heart with his own hands. Mo Baojun nearly committed suicide following the death of Shen Siwang at that point; if not for his older brother reminding him of the Final Trial of Resurrection.

“Even though I don’t like Ye Xiajie, I am sure that his love for you is legit. He will not be able to raise his hands to kill you. Since he had witnessed what happened between your Uncle Si and me, he wouldn’t allow himself to be controlled.” Mo Baojun said.

Hei Anjing smirked and said, “Who said I would control him to kill me? Such an obvious plan... I would never do it.”

A flash of understanding appeared in Mo Baojun’s light blue eyes and a small smile appeared in the corner of his lips which immediately faded.

“Since you already have a plan... Do you want uncle to help you with anything?” asked Mo Baojun.

Hei Anjing thought of his children and said, “Please look after our children. I didn’t want them to know that their father had to kill their dad because of a trial.”

“Sigh! Leave them to me. I will make sure they won’t know anything about it.” Mo Baojun said.

Hei Anjing said, “Thank you, Uncle!”

Suddenly Mo Baojun stood up and went to the other side and hugged his nephew.

“Be safe. I don’t care what happened to that bastard... It is you I am worried about. Would your soul fragments be as unstable as that obsidian-eyed version of you?” Mo Baojun asked.

Hei Anjing answered, “They will. But they would only point their blade toward A’Xia. They won’t calm down until they killed him once or a few times.”

“That bastard deserves it. It’s not like he can still die after all this time.” Mo Baojun snorted.

Once their drinking companions had dozed off, Shen Siwang and Ye Xiajie went to the roof, not even knowing the Nephew and his uncle to have a humorous talk in the study. Their spouses brought Father Mo and Hei Sian to their own bedrooms where they went to sleep. These brothers keep on sharing cups of wine while having a conversation.

Shen Siwang said, “It is rare for you to drink wine. You usually only drink bitter tea and black coffee.”

“Um. Tonight, I just want to get drunk.” Ye Xiajie said as he took a cup of wine straight.

Shen Siwang asked, “Are you worried about the Final Stage of the Second Trial? There is nothing I can help you with. My role that time will be the role your wife would take on the day it must be completed.”

“Brother, must I really... Kill Jing’er? But I can’t do it... I owe him too much already. Can’t we just swap?” Ye Xiajie suggested.

Shen Siwang laughed coldly and said, “You are cruel if you are thinking of such a thing. For a Mo to kill their chosen one is like killing themselves a thousand times. Because that’s the only time they can feel what pain is like.”

“I said it wrong.”

Ye Xiajie took back his words as he covered his face with his arm and became quiet. Shen Siwang only gently patted his brother’s back in comfort.

Sigh~ “It cannot be avoided. If you don’t do it. Your wife will think of a way to do so...” Shen Siwang mumbled with a solemn expression on his face.

Yes! Like him, he controlled his wife, Mo Baojun’s body, and used his own hands to stab him in his heart.

“You cannot avoid this, Xia.” Shen Siwang said.

Ye Xiajie murmured, “But I... truly can’t kill Jing’er...”

Only the wet traces on his robe’s sleeve hidden between Ye Xiajie’s arm and face showed his real emotions.