Madam Miao understood this well. A heart ailment requires a heart remedy. If everyone, in their present agitation, actually struck Mo Junye down dead right now... her daughter might truly never wake up again...

No one could have imagined that in such a short span of time, Miao Xiaomiao could have become so utterly devoted to Mo Junye!

But then again, this was hardly surprising. Deep down, Miao Xiaomiao was an extraordinary woman who dared to love and dare to hate. Such a woman loved fiercely and loved madly; once her heart found its master, she gave her entire being—her whole heart, spirit, and soul—with absolute dedication! Her affections were already firmly anchored to Mo Junye's person! Her heart could no longer accommodate anything else.

Loving too deeply is also a form of extremity!

Therefore, Madam Miao immediately put forward her solution: no matter what Mo Junye had done, at this moment, only he could make Miao Xiaomiao awaken! The immediate priority was to bring him here and first revive Miao Xiaomiao; the rest could be discussed later!

Miao Jingyun and the others were all seasoned veterans of the world; upon hearing Madam Miao’s proposal, they understood everything instantly!

Thus, Miao Jingyun immediately gave the order, commanding the Twin Guards to personally escort the Young Master Mo here with utmost speed...

After the Twin Guards departed, the Miao family members waited with bated breath, each one burning with anxiety. They paced back and forth in the main hall, and when any of the disciples responsible for external matters approached to ask for further instructions, they were immediately bellowed away in frustration by the assembled patriarchs...

The atmosphere in the Miao household descended into an unprecedented oppressive silence!

It was at this precise moment that a sharp swish echoed through the air. The Twin Guards materialized simultaneously in the courtyard. With a loose grip, a youth tumbled to the ground. He stumbled slightly but quickly regained his footing, his eyes—clear black and white—calmly surveying the crowd of furious faces. There was not the slightest hint of fear!

"You are Mo Junye?!"

The speaker was a middle-aged man. He possessed a gentle, scholarly demeanor, dressed in the style of a literati. This person, surprisingly, did not look like a Xuan Qi master at all, but rather a well-read scholar.

In fact, Jun Mo Xie could clearly discern that this man's actual strength was exceedingly low—perhaps the weakest in the room. Yet, his bearing was extraordinarily transcendent, even surpassing that of the Mansion Lord, Miao Jingyun. This realization was startling. Furthermore, Jun Mo Xie sensed a faint, profound, and natural aura of the heavens and earth emanating from the man. All these factors led Jun Mo Xie to instantly confirm the identity of this elegant middle-aged man: this must be Miao Huanbingyu, Miao Xiaomiao’s father!

Only he could speak first in the forest of masters that was the Miao family, despite possessing only the cultivation level of the Divine Profound realm, and even hold a position subtly above the Mansion Lord Miao Jingyun. Only the legendary master of the Spiritual Medicine Garden could carry that elusive, profound natural aura of the cosmos—an aura that even peak Xuan experts could not possess!

"This junior is indeed Mo Junye! Might this be... Uncle Miao? This junior pays his respects." Jun Mo Xie surveyed the surroundings and smiled dashingly, asking in return.

"Truly a young talent! Merely this composure and observational skill already befits the legendary name of an Etherial Yin-Yang Body possessor." Miao Huanbingyu smiled faintly, glancing at him deeply with significant meaning, offering a word of praise before calmly stating, "Young Master Mo... please come in."

This praise was not merely flattery. Consider this: any young man of fifteen or twenty, suddenly dropped from mid-air, immediately facing the wrath of hundreds of masters at the Saint level and above, would likely already be trembling uncontrollably.

But this Mo Junye was different. Truly different. He had just been thrown down from the sky yet managed to keep his expression perfectly neutral, even reserving the leisure to meticulously observe everyone's faces. Moreover, the moment he first spoke, this youth, who had never met him before, managed to recognize him purely through conjecture!

This feat could not be accomplished by mere composure alone; it required considerably sharp thinking, a comprehensive ability to observe everything, and meticulous deductive reasoning!

Possessing these qualities meant he had already met the basic prerequisites for becoming a peerless expert!

Not to mention that this person also possessed the legendary Etherial Yin-Yang Body!

Just then, a fierce shout echoed from within, "What is all this nonsense? What are you babbling about? Hurry up and tell that little beast to roll in here immediately!" With this roar, the hall shuddered with a vibration that seemed almost strong enough to lift it off the ground.

Madam Miao was standing beside her husband. Observing this young man who had so completely unsettled her daughter, she instantly sensed something unusual. At first glance, although the youth was not strikingly handsome—indeed, he was quite ordinary—his every movement possessed an unexpected charm, and his bearing was composed and self-assured, exuding an air of effortless grace. She could not help but feel a slight sense of admiration.

She thought to herself, Only such an outstanding figure could captivate my precious daughter...

However, this fellow's actions were too damnable...

"What do you think of this boy?" Madam Miao quietly asked her husband as she watched Jun Mo Xie walk inside, her thoughts fixed on her daughter.

"Excellent!" Miao Huanbingyu looked at Jun Mo Xie’s measured steps with profound contemplation shining in his eyes (for mobile reading, 3GCircle.com) and nodded firmly. "Among the younger generation in the Illusory Mansion, this boy has absolutely no equal! I believe even placing him on the Profound Profound Continent, he would certainly be the reigning champion! If Xiaomiao’s life can truly be entrusted to this youth, then you and I can rest assured!"

Madam Miao was astonished, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. Although her husband had been sickly since childhood, he was profoundly learned and possessed an exceptionally discerning eye; no one before had ever received such high praise from him after only a single meeting!

Moreover, this was just a first encounter, without even an in-depth conversation, yet he had rendered such a judgment! And the seriousness in his tone was something she had never witnessed in her life.

"Xiaomiao’s judgment is truly good; it was worth it for her to suffer for this boy," Miao Huanbingyu uttered this sentence before following Jun Mo Xie's footsteps into the hall.

"Even if his judgment is good, what about it? I heard he already has a wife. Are we truly going to force our Xiaomiao to become his concubine? Is it worth demeaning our daughter so?" Madam Miao grumbled in dissatisfaction, her gaze involuntarily drifting toward the exquisite pavilion beside them, filled with deep concern. That was where Miao Xiaomiao’s private chambers were located.

"Everything is destined by Heaven! As long as Xiaomiao is willing, even being a secondary wife might not be unhappiness," Miao Huanbingyu replied lightly with his back turned, tossing out the words, "Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes; why do you need to fret over it so much?" With that sentence spoken, his figure vanished inside the door.

Madam Miao stood stunned for a long moment before stomping her foot resentfully, murmuring, "How can I not worry about my own daughter? Do you think everyone is like you? So carefree about everything, so light and ephemeral about everything, looking down on nothing, with only that one tree in your heart, allowing no others room? Xiaomiao says we have a respectful marital relationship, never arguing or fighting, but how often I wish I could have a huge fight with you! Alas, you won’t even grant me such an opportunity..."

Wiping away a tear, she followed him inside.

Under the watch of hundreds of eyes, glaring like hungry beasts, Jun Mo Xie finally stepped into the main hall. More than half of these hundreds of gazes conveyed a palpable desire to consume him alive, filled with fierce malice!

Jun Mo Xie suddenly felt a subtle sensation akin to Yang Tze-Jung entering the Tiger Den... At this moment, if someone were to suddenly shout, "Heavenly King Guards the Tiger!" Young Master Jun might subconsciously, almost neurotically, flip open his lapel, reply in a deep voice, "Pagoda Suppresses the River Demon," and then involuntarily strike a few poses...

The Illusory Mansion Lord, Miao Jingyun, was indeed seated on the largest chair in the center, truly resembling the Vulture Peak Master. Hmm, it was even a tiger-skin chair. It was even more accurate...

At this moment, Miao Jingyun showed none of the calm, composed, world-commanding, wind-wielding kingly aura he exhibited earlier. His eyes were fixed venomously on Jun Mo Xie, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath, blowing his originally elegant and carefree immortal-like beard into wild disarray!

"Mo Junye! You little brat have some serious nerve!" Miao Jingyun slammed the table violently, causing a loud bang, and snapped, "Do you know your crime?!"

"Alas... Sir, stop saying these useless things. It's better if you just state whatever needs to be said directly," Jun Mo Xie waved his hand. "The longer we delay here, the harder it will be to handle things. Let's be straightforward, Mansion Lord."

The moment these words left his mouth, everyone present froze! Apparently, no one expected this youth to speak such words in this situation. Only two people were not too surprised: naturally, the Miao brothers, Miao Dao and Miao Jian. If this fellow wasn't afraid of death, a mere "Do you know your crime?" couldn't possibly intimidate him!

"You... you... do you know why I summoned you?" Miao Jingyun frowned and asked, glancing up at Miao Dao and Miao Jian. The two quickly shook their heads, signaling that they hadn't said a word on the way here. They had thoroughly offended this brat; why would they bother giving him a helpful reminder?!

"What is there to guess? Xiaomiao left me crying today..." Jun Mo Xie sighed. "When I followed out afterwards, I saw the blood she coughed up and knew something might be wrong. I was already preparing to visit her, and then I was forcibly dragged here by these two esteemed gentlemen. I believe if Xiaomiao hadn't had an accident, you wouldn't have been so urgent in summoning me... Besides..." And even if someone else had an accident, summoning me would be useless...

"You... you..." "Good boy, good boy..." Miao Jingyun was so enraged that his beard bristled even more wildly. "So you already knew everything... and yet you were pretending to be ignorant!"

"Pretending to be ignorant? What is there for me to pretend about! Alright, stop with the useless talk. How is Xiaomiao now?" Ever since entering, Jun Mo Xie had sensed that things were likely not good. It seemed Miao Xiaomiao's condition might be even more severe than he had anticipated.

Otherwise, the Mansion Lord of the Illusory Mansion, who wouldn't even change expression if a mountain collapsed before him, wouldn't be this furious!

"Five organs damaged! Heart meridians critically injured! Primordial spirit scattered! Dual coma!" With every word, Miao Jingyun's tone grew heavier by a third, until by the end, it was like thunderous impact, his face turning alarmingly purple. With a thunderous roar, "You ask how she is? How do you think she is?!"