The two practiced their cultivation with such diligence that their progress was naturally swift as a rocket, yet Madam Mei Da was troubled by other matters! To speak of arduous cultivation, that was nothing at all; what truly became unbearable for Mei Xueyan was this: because of the matter with Zhan Kuang, Jun Mo Xie would go out every day to check for any new intelligence. And once this fellow went out, his spirit became completely unrestrained...

What's more, this fellow was deliberately taking revenge for her lack of cooperation that day; before leaving, there was bound to be a session of harassment, provoking her until her face was flushed crimson before he departed. She was almost accustomed to it now; if it ended there, it would be fine, but what was even more excessive lay in this: every time he was engaged in illicit activities with Guan Qinghan and Dugu Xiaoyi... this fellow deliberately opened a sliver in the Hongjun Pagoda, allowing her to clearly hear those strange sounds emanating from within...

Mei Xueyan, a maiden untouched, naturally felt immense shame and anger upon hearing those strange sounds, utterly mortified... However, she had to swallow this bitter pill in silence, having no grounds for complaint! Mei Xueyan could even imagine the repulsive smirk on that despicable, shameless rogue's face if she dared to confront him: 'What?

You eavesdropped on my private chamber secrets, and you have the nerve to complain?' If that fellow were to actually pose that question, what face would she have left?! If that fellow then used it as leverage to press further... She truly wished she could hang this rascal up and lash him soundly with a whip...

But now, she was long past being able to defeat him. It seemed that even if she could win, she wouldn't have the heart to strike him. It looked like she really needed to find an opportunity to unite the sisters for a joint sanction, otherwise, this scoundrel would surely run rampant!

However, the first one to lose patience was not Mei Xueyan! It was Miao Xiaomiao! A full three months had passed now.

There was still no movement whatsoever from the Misty Phantom Mansion. Not even Miao Dao and Miao Dao had visited, nor was there any news whatsoever; this was rather abnormal. It could be argued that not assisting in the Battle of Heaven Seizing was due to the discord between Jun Mo Xie and the Three Great Sacred Lands, leaving the Phantom Mansion in an awkward position, making intervention difficult.

While this wasn't an ideal reason, it was. But now that the Alien Races were completely annihilated, and the Three Great Sacred Lands had all perished, the previous positional issues were long gone! The little princess of the Miao family, Miao Xiaomiao, had remained outside for an extended period while still unmarried, yet the Phantom Mansion had shown no reaction.

This was quite preposterous, or perhaps, extremely contrary to expectations! In truth, it wasn't just Miao Xiaomiao growing impatient; even Jun Mo Xie was starting to feel unsettled. Previously, he had been preoccupied with Zhan Kuang's practice of that evil and sinister secret technique, thus not focusing much attention on the Phantom Mansion.

Thinking about it now, he couldn't help but feel a chill—could something major really have happened within the Phantom Mansion? Connecting this with Zhan Kuang's sudden disappearance, and the fact that he was the progenitor of the Zhan Family within the Phantom Mansion, Young Master Jun also found himself unable to sit still. Therefore, he made the decision to simply enter the depths of the Phantom Mansion to see what was happening.

If Zhan Kuang was indeed causing trouble within the Phantom Mansion, perhaps he could leverage the power of Miao Qingcheng to completely resolve Zhan Kuang, which would be the most ideal scenario. Even if that hope fell through, all the decisive battles would unfold within the Phantom Mansion, keeping the Xuan Xuan Continent unmarred! A classic 'better my comrade dies than I do' mindset!

However, this trip caused a near upheaval in the entire Evil Monarch's Residence. Dugu Xiaoyi and Han Yanmeng insisted on accompanying him, and even the usually steadfast Guan Qinghan showed signs of anticipation. As for those little lolis, they fixed their aggrieved gazes directly upon a certain person...

Up to this point, only Guan Qinghan, Dugu Xiaoyi, and Miao Xiaomiao—the three women—had received reassurance. The others were still dangling in suspense. Let alone enjoying his favor equally, they hadn't even had a single chance for a brief romantic encounter.

Just when things had settled down, Jun Mo Xie was preparing to leave again. How could they accept that? Young Master Jun spent several grueling days placating this troop of amazons, making countless promises and offering countless benefits before they were finally appeased.

Jun Mo Xie genuinely felt the side effects of having three wives and four concubines, with charms on both his left and right. When several women complained at once, it was enough to give him a splitting headache. The blessing of multiple partners was not so easily enjoyed...

Having finally calmed his own women, it seemed there were still many others who needed pacifying! Since relocating to the Heaven Punishment Forest, Old Master Jun's days had undoubtedly been leisurely: playing chess, sipping tea, occasionally fishing, and practicing his skills. When idle, he would pick up a book to read, quite content in his own amusement.

The old gentleman's constitution was growing ever stronger; if there was any remaining regret, it was merely that his grandson was about to have a child soon, but there was still no sign of a great-grandchild. That little brat Mo Xie wasn't making enough effort; it was a disgrace to the Jun clan's lineage that he hadn't managed to get any of the ladies pregnant after so long... This wasn't the Old Master being vain; his own third son, the eldest, Jun Wuhui, had already had a son in his thirties.

Third Master Jun Wuyi, although he started his marital life later, now had Han Yanyao pregnant, and she had actually gotten ahead of Young Master Jun in this regard, meaning Young Master Jun was indeed somewhat failing the family prestige! Jun Wuyi and Han Yanyao were deeply devoted to each other, dedicating most of their energy to the charitable work they had founded. They were the very definition of a harmonious couple, showcasing their affection almost daily.

Moreover, Han Yanyao was now heavily pregnant, and Jun Wuyi attended to her with utmost care, eagerly awaiting the birth of his son. It seemed the Jun family hadn't welcomed a new male heir in quite some time! Only Young Master Jun's mother, Madam Dongfang Wenxin, had been rather subdued during this period.

She often stayed alone in her room, lost in contemplation. Sometimes, even Jun Mo Xie's requests to see her were denied. Thanks to the constant intake of Young Master Jun's miraculous elixirs, Dongfang Wenxin showed no signs of aging; in fact, she looked increasingly youthful.

If one only looked at her face, she appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight. But the nourishment from the spirit medicine could only fortify the body; it could not mend the heart's deficiencies. Jun Mo Xie could clearly sense the longing and emptiness in his mother's heart.

The threat from the Alien Races had been completely eliminated. The Jun family now stood at the pinnacle of this continent, majestic and unyielding, looking down upon all others. His precious son's strength was almost universally acknowledged as the world's strongest, and any one of his prospective wives or consorts was beautiful as a flower, gentle and virtuous, and extremely filial towards her.

The only remaining gap was that she had not yet witnessed her son's wedding or held a grandchild, and there was still one external threat: Zhan Kuang! But resolving these matters was only a matter of time. Dongfang Wenxin had absolute faith in her son.

Thus, Dongfang Wenxin now seemed to feel that her own existence had lost its purpose. This thought arose, and involuntarily, she began to think of her husband who had died young, and her two other sons who had met tragic ends... This was forever the pain lodged deep in her heart.

An irreparable ache, for eternity and for all time! At this moment, Dongfang Wenxin sat quietly in her room, her gaze fixed almost obsessively on the portrait of her husband that she had painted herself, without shifting for a moment. Her eyes were filled with sincere remembrance and profound sorrow.

"Wuhui... Do you know? Mo Xie has truly grown up.

He has many wives and concubines, and the Jun family faces no more danger; we reign supreme. Yes, you never cared for reigning supreme; you only ever wished for the safety and happiness of your family. The Jun family now stands firm for a hundred generations; you can rest assured...

There is nothing left in this world that weighs on my mind. Mo Xie can handle any changes. I can finally depart in peace!

Ten years of life and death separating us, but our separation has been far longer than ten years. Soon! The day we reunite is almost here." Dongfang Wenxin murmured to herself, tears slowly welling in her eyes: "It's truly soon.

You must wait for me. As long as Mo Xie is married, once I see my grandchild, I will immediately come to join you... I have held on for so long, haven't you blamed me?" "I believe you must also wish to see it, to see your son established with a family, and to know what our grandchild looks like...

I have struggled on, precisely to bring you this good news. Soon, it will be here..." Dongfang Wenxin smiled mistily: "I hope you can forgive me. Yes, you never blame anyone, especially not me, but you must be terribly impatient!" Just then, a light knock sounded on the door: "Mother, are you in there?" Jun Mo Xie had arrived.

"Yes, Mo Xie, wait a moment..." Dongfang Wenxin hastily wiped her eyes, tucked away the scroll painting, checked the mirror to ensure she looked composed, and then went to open the door. Jun Mo Xie entered the room and sensitively detected an atmosphere of profound grief lingering within the chamber, causing him to sigh inwardly. "Mo Xie, why are you finishing your practice so early today?" Dongfang Wenxin looked at her son with a calm, unconcerned expression, followed by a faint smile.

Only when seeing her son each day did Dongfang Wenxin's mood improve slightly. "Yes, I have to go out for a few days. To handle a few small matters.

I specifically came to inform you, so Mother won't worry." "Oh? Going out again?" Dongfang Wenxin frowned slightly. "Is there danger?" As she asked, she realized how foolish the question sounded.

Even if there were danger, how would her son honestly tell her? Given Jun Mo Xie's current status, how could the matters requiring his personal attention be trivial? This son always shared the good news but concealed the bad.

"I said it was just a few small things... there is no danger. It's mostly just that your son is restless and wants to go out for a walk..." Indeed, Jun Mo Xie dismissed it lightly.

"Hmph, even if there were real peril, would you tell me?" Dongfang Wenxin shot her son a look. "However, you came at the perfect time. I also have something I need to discuss with you." "What is it?" Jun Mo Xie asked, puzzled.

"Mo Xie, you are not young anymore; you are a grown man, and you have so many wonderful young ladies following you." Dongfang Wenxin spoke slowly. "Having them without proper titles is not right; it's best to settle things down sooner rather than later. Never mind the others, take that Miss Miao; she gave you everything, you must at least give her a proper status.

And what about Xueyan, why do you keep putting it off? And Ke'er, Meng'er..." Ignoring Jun Mo Xie's widening mouth, Dongfang Wenxin listed all the girls, finally concluding with finality: "See when you have some free time, and hurry up and have the wedding..."