After the tribulation, Xiao Mo, whose entire body was covered in injuries and who even found walking difficult, was carried back to the Xiao Manor on Huang Shan's back.
When Xiao Mo was less than thirty zhang from the courtyard, he saw his mother constantly gazing toward the road ho from outside the courtyard.
Seeing her child return ho, Zhou Ruoxi's eyes instantly brightened, and she hurried forward.
"Mother."
Xiao Mo called out, feeling sowhat guilty in his heart, as if he had done sothing wrong and didn't know how to explain it to his mother.
Zhou Ruoxi looked at her child's charred skin and couldn't help but press her thin lips together.
Xiao Mo could even see that the corners of his mother's eyes had already turned slightly red but in the end, Zhou Ruoxi only gently stroked the child's face and said softly, "It's good that you're back."
Zhou Ruoxi withdrew her hand, bowed to Huang Shan in courtesy, and said gratefully, "Thank you, Instructor Huang, for bringing Mo'er back. My Mo'er has troubled you greatly."
"It's just a small matter, and besides, I am his master to begin with, so spending so effort is normal," Huang Shan said with a smile.
"Madam need not worry either. This boy has thick skin and flesh, nothing serious has happened, and he has now entered the Foundation Building realm. Madam only needs to drop two drops of the dicine water from this small bottle into a basin, and wipe Xiao Mo's wounds daily. After resting for a few days, he'll be fine."
"Thank you very much, Instructor Huang."
Zhou Ruoxi nodded slightly, accepted the dicine bottle, and then quickly took her son onto her back.
After Huang Shan bid farewell and left, Zhou Ruoxi hurriedly carried Xiao Mo back to his room, then had Cuicui bring a basin of water. She dropped a few drops of the dicine water, stirred it evenly, and patiently wiped Xiao Mo's charred skin.
"Mother, I..."
Seeing his mother's eyes covered with a thin layer of tearful mist, Xiao Mo wanted to say sothing to comfort her but Zhou Ruoxi only shook her head.
"Mo'er, you don't need to say anything. Mother knows, you just rest well." Zhou Ruoxi smiled as she looked at her child, "And Mo'er is truly amazing. You're already a Foundation Building realm cultivator now. Mother is proud of Mo'er."
"Mother isn't blaming this child?"
Xiao Mo said uneasily.
Indeed, just as his master had said, his mother had already guessed that he had gone to undergo tribulation.
"Silly child, why would Mother bla you? Although Mother is just an ordinary woman of the household, I also know that the path of cultivation could never be smooth sailing. But since this is the path Mo'er has chosen for himself, Mother will support Mo'er."
Zhou Ruoxi gently touched the child's head.
"Alright, alright, Mo'er doesn't need to think too much. Sleep well. Mother really isn't angry, and Mother doesn't bla Mo'er."
"Mm."
Xiao Mo nodded and slowly closed his eyes.
Originally, Xiao Mo was already very tired after the tribulation, and with the dicinal liquid having a sleep-inducing effect, Xiao Mo quickly fell asleep, emitting steady breathing.
The mother sitting at the bedside looked at her child's peaceful sleeping face. She gently pulled up the blanket, tucked in the corners for the child, and quietly kept him company.
"Madam, has the young master fallen asleep?"
Cuicui walked into the room and said softly.
"Mm." Zhou Ruoxi nodded, "Mo'er just finished his tribulation, he must be tired."
"The young master is so amazing. This servant has heard that many, many people cultivate for their entire lives and cannot reach Foundation Building, yet the young master reached Foundation Building before even turning nine years old." Cuicui was genuinely happy for her young master, "In the future, the young master might beco what people call an immortal."
Hearing the maid's words, Zhou Ruoxi didn't respond, only smiled gently, "Cuicui, go buy two hens and bring them back. When Mo'er wakes up, I'll stew them for him to eat."
"Oh, yes, Madam, I'll go right away." Cuicui bowed in courtesy and hurriedly withdrew.
After Cuicui left, the room once again returned to quiet.
"An immortal?"
Zhou Ruoxi held the child's small hand, her eyes full of tenderness.
"Yes, my Mo'er will grow bigger and bigger, beco more and more capable, and might even beco an immortal. Mo'er, rest assured, you only need to keep moving forward. Mother will always support Mo'er. Mother will be proud of Mo'er, will be happy for Mo'er. However, Mo'er, Mother is ultimately just a mortal. If one day Mother can't keep up with Mo'er anymore, can't accompany Mo'er anymore, Mo'er must not bla Mother. But, Mother will always be watching over Mo'er, whether in the mortal world or in the heavens."
Three days later, the charred skin that Xiao Mo had been struck with by the lightning tribulation had all peeled off, and new flesh had all grown.
Compared to before, Xiao Mo, who had entered the Foundation Building realm and "obtained new life," was much fairer and his physique was also much stronger.
Xiao Mo felt that he had recovered almost completely, so he went to the training ground to practice martial arts.
"Boy, here, this is for you."
As soon as he arrived at the training ground, Huang Shan threw a long spear to Xiao Mo.
The spear was nine chi long, twice Xiao Mo's height.
This spear was not an ordinary item, but rather a magical artifact.
"Master, this is?" Xiao Mo asked, gripping the spear.
"This spear is called Broken Wind. It's a fourth-grade magical artifact. Use it for now, and in the future, your master will get you a better one," Huang Shan said.
"Thank you, Master."
Xiao Mo gripped Broken Wind and swung it a few tis, feeling it was quite comfortable to use.
"This is the spear manual of the God-Slaying Spear."
Huang Shan threw another jade slip to Xiao Mo.
"You can see it by probing with your divine sense, but you must learn the spear techniques from . Otherwise, if one move is wrong, every move might be wrong, and you might even suffer cultivation deviation. Boy, watch carefully!"
Huang Shan casually took a spear from the rack at the training ground and demonstrated the techniques move by move in front of Xiao Mo, not caring if the other Xiao family disciples at the training ground saw.
Xiao Mo watched very seriously.
However, compared to the Heaven-Opening Fist, which Xiao Mo could rember eighty percent of after watching once, with this God-Slaying Spear technique, even after watching four or five tis, Xiao Mo could only rember twenty or thirty percent.
Even when he practiced following his master again and again, after practicing, he had forgotten most of it.
The other people at the training ground watched Xiao Mo wielding the long spear and were montarily entranced.
Clearly, Elder Brother Mo was only eight years old.
Yet from Elder Brother, they saw the kind of heroic bearing that adults had, and for a mont, they admired Elder Brother Mo even more.
A day passed, and Xiao Mo didn't stop for a mont, practicing until he was drenched in sweat.
"The God-Slaying Spear is profoundly mysterious, you cannot be impatient. With your talent, in no more than five years, you will be able to fully master the spear techniques, but this is only the first stage. Boy, the road is still long, walk it slowly."
Seeing this boy suffer a setback, for so reason, Huang Shan felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart, feeling that he, as the master, had finally regained a bit of face.
"Yes, Master." Xiao Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead and bowed with his spear.
"Xiao Mo..."
And just as Xiao Mo was about to return to the courtyard, from not far away ca the familiar voice of a little girl.
Xiao Mo and the other disciples at the training ground all looked toward the direction of the voice.
They saw a delicate little girl lifting her long dress and running over happily, "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, did you miss ? I ca to play with you~"
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