509: Two Possibilities
Jiang Mo had no idea that her relationship with her Senior Sister had not only been discovered by her master and mother-in-law, but in a short ti, had also reached the ears of another mother-in-law. And the latter was already cracking her knuckles, prepared to give her a good thrashing.
At present, Jiang Mo was trapped indoors, watching ti slip away, and had finally beco restless.
While her Senior Sister went to the doorway again to check the rain's intensity, Jiang Mo took the opportunity to prod the system: "System, can you check if the ti-limited task can be paused or extended? This strange rain outside won't stop, and I can't leave the house, so I probably can't complete the challenges. But this situation isn't my fault—shouldn't this qualify as force majeure?"
Through the host's perspective, the system also observed the situation outside. The considerate little system had already applied to the main system for a task pause, even before Jiang Mo asked. However, the main system had not approved.
Now the system had to relay this bad news, stuttering in response: "H-host, the system has already submitted a pause request to the main system. But, but the main system rejected it."
Hearing this, Jiang Mo was utterly astonished. In her impression, the main system was actually quite fair and humane. Under normal circumstances, if the system's requests were reasonable, the main system would agree—including when she had previously completed tasks at a loss, and the system had asked the main system to increase rewards, which it had readily agreed to. This ti she clearly had legitimate reasons, so why was it rejected?
She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she thought. After pondering, she asked the system: "System, did you explain the situation clearly?"
The system very seriously replied: "System did prepare a thorough report."
Fine then, if a thorough report was prepared, she couldn't bla the system. As for why the main system rejected the request, she could only think of two possibilities. First, ti constraints—this one month was a period of stability, and after a month, there was no guarantee she would still have the opportunity to peacefully complete tasks and level up. Second, the current situation wasn't as serious as it seed and hadn't reached the point of being force majeure, thus the main system rejected the request.
This speculation made Jiang Mo's heart skip a beat. If she had to choose, she would definitely prefer the second guess. Otherwise, just knowing that great calamity would strike in a month would make it impossible for her to enjoy the remaining days.
The little tiger anxiously bit her curled finger and began racking her brains for a solution. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her mind. Her eyes brightened instantly, and in her excitent, she slamd the table. With a loud "bang," the magically crafted table that ca with the small house imdiately shattered into pieces, with a visible palm print left behind.
Yun Qingyue was also startled by the commotion and hurriedly returned to ask: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Mo had already regretted her actions the mont she broke the table. Now, facing her Senior Sister's "have you beco addicted to demolishing our ho?" gaze, she felt even more guilty. She imdiately squeezed out a fawning dry laugh and said: "Nothing, nothing, I just got excited for a mont."
Yun Qingyue didn't reproach her but asked: "What are you excited about?"
Jiang Mo didn't hide anything from her, her smile becoming much more genuine: "It's nothing much. I originally thought I couldn't go out today, but I suddenly rembered that Divine Lord Zhiming asked to return to Zhiming Peak today. I recall that Divine Lord Zhiming can tear through space for instantaneous travel. Ah Yue, do you think if I contact Divine Lord Zhiming now, he would tear open space to pull over?"
To be honest, this idea was quite feasible, especially since Divine Lord Zhiming had ntioned it in advance, so Jiang Mo's action wouldn't be considered imposing. Moreover, if Divine Lord Zhiming wasn't asleep, such a small matter wouldn't be any trouble.
Yun Qingyue could vaguely sense Jiang Mo's urgency and understood it, so hearing this, she was genuinely happy for her: "I don't see any problem with that. If so, you should contact the Divine Lord quickly."
With this affirmation, the weight pressing on Jiang Mo's heart was instantly lifted. She hurriedly took out a jade token to contact Divine Lord Zhiming.
Divine Lord Zhiming had been supported by Xuanqing Sect for thousands of years, and almost all the sect's upper echelons had his contact details, but very few could actually move him to action—of course, ordinary people wouldn't dare trouble this powerful figure with trivial matters—apart from Sect Leader Qingxiao, only Jiang Mo could now contact him anyti, anywhere.
Upon receiving the little tiger's request, Divine Lord Zhiming was quite prompt, almost imdiately tearing open space.
From Jiang Mo's perspective, just after she sent her request, the space before her suddenly split open. Divine Lord Zhiming's slightly languid voice then ca through the rift: "Alright, co through."
Jiang Mo hadn't expected it to be so easy. Her golden eyes imdiately brightened, and she instinctively rose to head toward the spatial rift. But just as she got up, she felt her sleeve being pulled. Looking back, who else could it be but Yun Qingyue?
Her Senior Sister actively pulling her sleeve was rare. But originally, they were both trapped in the house, and now Jiang Mo was leaving alone, so Yun Qingyue's instinctive desire to keep her was only natural. Normally, without even being asked, Jiang Mo would have thought to bring her Senior Sister along, but she was well aware of what awaited her at Zhiming Peak, so she had instinctively overlooked this possibility.
After all, the little tiger's visit to Zhiming Peak ant enduring a beating, and that scene would obviously not be pleasant to witness. She didn't want her Senior Sister to co along, both to avoid losing face in front of her and to prevent her Senior Sister from being distressed by seeing her severely beaten.
But concerns aside, with her sleeve now pulled by her Senior Sister, Jiang Mo's heart imdiately softened.
Her footsteps faltered, and she looked sowhat uncertainly at her Senior Sister: "Um, Ah Yue, do you want to co along with ?"
Yun Qingyue naturally had this intention, otherwise she wouldn't have pulled Jiang Mo's sleeve. Hearing this, she nodded straightforwardly in agreent. Then, hand in hand, they stepped into that rift together, erging directly into Zhiming Hall with a single step.
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Jiang Mo regretted it. She shouldn't have brought her Senior Sister along.
After the interactions of the past two days, Jiang Mo already knew that Divine Lord Zhiming had a heavy hand. But she had thought that with her Senior Sister, an "outsider," present, Divine Lord Zhiming would show so rcy for the sake of divine beast dignity.
However, reality proved that she had overthought it completely—the several-thousand-year-old Black Tortoise seed to have so sort of perverse interest, or perhaps his nose was keen enough to detect the little tiger's scent on Yun Qingyue. In any case, with Yun Qingyue watching, not only did he show no rcy to Jiang Mo, but his attacks were even more vicious and fierce than the previous two days.
After the battle began, it took less than a few breaths before the previously spirited little tiger was beaten to the ground... She lay expertly on the ground, her entire body aching, beaten so badly she couldn't even lift a finger.
Unlike yesterday's direct surrender, today Jiang Mo, aware that her Senior Sister was watching from the side, was not only red-faced with sha but also didn't want to lose too pathetically and thoroughly—after all, one must maintain so dignity in front of their beloved—so even though she had reached her limit, the little tiger still stubbornly held her neck up, and though she couldn't stand, she tried to struggle a bit.
Seeing this, Divine Lord Zhiming raised his eyebrows with interest. He had already taken out the spirit liquid but put it back, wanting to see what kind of result this tiger cub could struggle to achieve.
But while he was content to watch, Yun Qingyue couldn't bear it. She truly hadn't realized this was how Jiang Mo spent her ti at Zhiming Peak. Even knowing that Divine Lord Zhiming wouldn't harm Jiang Mo's vital points, and that it wasn't unusual for juniors to suffer so injuries and hardships when receiving guidance from elders, seeing the little tiger's pitiful state now, she still couldn't help but feel heartbroken. She didn't even wait for Divine Lord Zhiming to speak before rushing forward.
Divine Lord Zhiming naturally didn't say anything, still appearing interested. He watched as Yun Qingyue rushed over to half-embrace Jiang Mo, letting her lean against her chest, then stuffed two healing pills into the little tiger's mouth.
Jiang Mo had taken pills the first day, but they had little effect on injuries inflicted by Divine Lord Zhiming. However, after taking the pills, Jiang Mo's eyes seed to brighten slightly, and she squeezed out a smile, saying to Yun Qingyue: "Don't worry, Ah Yue, I'm—I'm fine."
Divine Lord Zhiming shook his head, feeling that the smile looked rather stupid and painful to see. So he stopped watching the spectacle and casually tossed the spirit liquid to Yun Qingyue: "Don't bother with pills, they're useless. Give her this to drink."
Yun Qingyue caught it, pressed her lips together in thanks, and quickly fed it to the little tiger.
As Jiang Mo swallowed the good stuff to recover from her injuries, she cast several resentful glances at Divine Lord Zhiming—not only had he nearly beaten her to the point where she couldn't function normally in front of her wife, but now he was also quick to undermine her. Did she have so grudge against him?
Fortunately, while Divine Lord Zhiming's beatings were severe, the spirit liquid he provided was genuinely effective. Jiang Mo once again experienced the pleasure of rapid injury recovery. In just a few breaths, she was back on her feet, full of vigor.
Before she could open her mouth to complain, Divine Lord Zhiming spoke: "Good, not bad. You've improved compared to yesterday."
Jiang Mo's anger was forcibly halted by this sentence, and then Divine Lord Zhiming thoughtfully added: "I've heard you've been challenging others everywhere recently. With the special circumstances outside, it's not convenient for you to go out. Let send you to Lingyun Hall."
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