Reborn in the Great Yan Dynasty: I Cultivated to Become a Martial Saint Through Telekinesis

Chapter 5 Marriage Proposal

Returning home that very night, Mo Zheng didn't even say a word to his brother and sister-in-law before collapsing into bed, exhausted.

I'm so tired, so incredibly tired.

Especially when faced with the black leopard's escape, they were on high alert.

I slept for a whole day and night!

When Mo Zheng woke up, he felt that his physical strength had been fully restored, and his blood and mental power had subtly increased.

"It seems that this life-or-death ordeal is indeed effective for cultivation."

Mo Zheng sighed inwardly.

He got up and washed up, still worried about the situation at Da Cang Mountain. After all, if the black leopard ran into the county town, there wouldn't be many people who could stop it.

Snapped!

A soft sound suddenly came from the courtyard. Mo Zheng looked closely and saw Mo Xiaotian standing blankly at the entrance of the living room, with a broken bowl on the ground.

He was about to speak when Mo Xiaotian shouted excitedly, "Second Brother, you're awake! I thought you were sleeping like a log!"

"Brother, sister-in-law! Come out quickly!"

"Second Brother is alive! He's alive!"

Upon hearing this, two figures darted out of the living room. Wang Yumei was holding her nephew Mo Qiu in her arms, while Mo Danian was holding a diaper, clearly having just changed his beloved nephew's diaper.

"Second brother! You're finally awake! You scared me to death!"

Mo Danian rushed forward and hugged Mo Zheng tightly, his voice hoarse as he said, "If you die because of a trip to Da Cang Mountain, how can I face our parents? I promised them I would raise you two well!"

Wang Yumei, her eyes red, said, "It's all your older brother's fault. He insisted on sending you to learn martial arts. You fell seriously ill three months ago and almost died on Mount Dacang. If you had listened to me and learned a skill at the blacksmith's shop or in the kitchen, you wouldn't have been in such danger."

Mo Danian smiled awkwardly, not daring to reply, but knowing he was in the wrong.

"Sister-in-law, brother, I'm back safe and sound, aren't I?"

Mo Zheng offered a word of comfort and then asked, "How is the situation at Mount Da Cang?"

Those black leopards are impervious to blades and spears; ordinary martial arts school disciples are utterly powerless against them, and they are bound to suffer heavy casualties.

"The government posted a notice today saying that there is a monster up there and that no one is allowed to go up the mountain. At the same time, the county has already asked Jinqing Prefecture and Liangzhou Governor's Office for help, and martial arts masters will be here soon to deal with the monster."

Mo Danian sighed and said, "It's just a pity about your martial arts school's disciples. I heard that only about thirty have escaped down the mountain."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zheng was shocked. There were more than 130 disciples participating in the assessment, but only more than 30 had escaped down the mountain. The casualties were far too heavy.

Even if some remain hidden in the mountains and have not yet been discovered, there will be very few lucky ones.

"I'm never letting my son Qiu learn martial arts again!"

Wang Yumei touched her son's cheek and suddenly asked, "Xiao Zheng, you're fourteen this year, right?"

Mo Zheng nodded.

"Fourteen is not young anymore; it's time to settle down and start a family."

Mo Danian sighed, "While you were unconscious, I thought about it carefully and decided that I should still arrange a marriage for you. In case something happens to you, at least you'll have an heir to carry on the family line."

The couple, working in unison, suddenly took such a sharp turn that they completely bewildered Mo Zheng.

Wasn't she concerned about his injury? Now... she's about to arrange a marriage?

"My uncle's younger sister, Wang Qing'er, she played with you a couple of years ago. The little girl has grown up now and is very beautiful. What do you think, Xiao Zheng? Do you remember her?" Wang Yumei asked with a smile.

In the original owner's memories, there seemed to be such a little girl, but it seemed that the two did not get along very well.

That's quite common, he's the younger brother of the son-in-law.

"I have some impression of it, but I'd rather focus on practicing martial arts and see if I can get into the martial arts academy," Mo Zheng politely declined.

He can accept marriage, but she's still a bit too young right now.

"Nonsense! Marriage is a serious matter, decided by parents and arranged by matchmakers. Now that your parents are gone, you should listen to me. Would I ever harm you?"

Mo Danian scolded, "Do you know that Uncle Wang is quite wealthy in the county, running a pawnshop and two cloth shops? If you had married... cough cough, married Wang Qing'er, you would have been set for life."

"If your senior brother Li Fei hadn't come to visit today and said that your martial arts have already achieved minor success in terms of qi and blood, do you think you would be worthy of him?"

The older brother is enjoying his life as a kept man, but he hasn't forgotten about his younger brother...

Mo Zheng didn't know what to say. This was a job that most people couldn't handle. Just by looking at how his elder brother always held his back, he knew that if the son-in-law didn't have a good body, he would probably die young.

However, Wang Qing'er's family is quite wealthy; their three shops must be making a fortune every day.

"Don't listen to your brother's nonsense. A real man relies on himself."

Wang Yumei said, "But Wang Qing'er's brother, Wang Dahu, is now a squad leader in the county government. If you marry her, you can find a job as a constable with your martial arts cultivation of minor success."

"Besides, getting married won't stop you from practicing martial arts. The path of martial arts requires more and more money as you progress."

Goodness, not only are they rich, they also provide a secure job...

Mo Zheng thought about how he had worked himself to the bone killing people and only earned a little over twenty taels of silver, which was only enough for two Qi and Blood Pills, and he couldn't help but waver.

Practicing martial arts also requires financial support.

It's not shameful to be a kept man for the sake of martial arts, but it certainly doesn't sound good.

Mo Xiaotian, who had been listening intently for a while, suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "Great! Second Brother is getting married! I'll have another sister-in-law! And another sister-in-law to dote on me!"

Looking at the chubby Mo Xiaotian, Mo Zheng's heart stirred.

He's going to practice martial arts, and in two years his younger brother will also be going to practice martial arts.

The restaurant owned by my sister-in-law alone probably can't support the two of them to practice martial arts.

Enough, enough, it's all for Xiao Tian...

Mo Zheng didn't know if his elder brother's decision to marry into the family was also due to the two of them, but he couldn't be selfish and disregard Mo Xiaotian's future.

Mo Zheng patted Mo Xiaotian's head, made a painful decision, and made the same choice as Mo Danian back then.

Let yourself suffer a little.

Little brother, I'm doing this all for your own good.

He replied softly, "Then it's entirely up to my sister-in-law and elder brother to decide."

Upon hearing this, the couple exchanged a smile, and Wang Yumei said with a smile, "I'm glad you're willing. I'll talk to my uncle about it. Just wait for the wedding."

Mo Danian laughed and said, "You're not stupid, kid. If you stubbornly refuse to agree, don't blame me for beating you up."

After saying that, he took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and said, "This was delivered by your senior brother Li Fei today. He said it was a reward for you. He also asked me to tell you that the martial arts school will be closed for the next few days, so you don't need to attend classes for the time being."

A reward? A Qi and Blood Pill?!

Mo Zheng was overjoyed and took the bottle. He opened the stopper and saw two small, black pills, each about the size of a finger, lying quietly inside. A fishy smell wafted out.

Upon being hit by the fishy smell, Mo Zheng immediately felt his blood and energy surge.

The family enjoyed a happy dinner, and then Mo Zheng returned to his room to cultivate.

He meditated on the Heavenly River Forging Divine Technique for a while, and when the night was deep and quiet, he took out a Qi and Blood Pill and swallowed it directly.

"It's hot, so hot!"

As soon as the pill entered his stomach, Mo Zheng felt streams of heat constantly being generated, flowing along his meridians and reaching every part of his body.

At this moment, it was as if a furnace had appeared in his dantian, and under the stimulation of the medicine, qi and blood were being generated continuously throughout his body.

Mo Zheng's face turned bright red. He hadn't expected the Qi and Blood Pill to be so potent. He immediately jumped off the bed and unleashed the Wild Bull Stance.

As soon as he stood in the stance, a large amount of medicinal power was being refined, and the amount of qi and blood generated around his body continued to increase.

So cool!

The increase in Qi and blood brought about a comprehensive improvement in strength and physical fitness. Mo Zheng felt sluggish and uncomfortable.

This exercise lasted for a full two hours.

Two hours later, Mo Zheng, who had finished practicing his stance, felt full of energy and felt no fatigue as usual after practicing stance training.

This is normal. In the past, he consumed his own physical strength to increase his qi and blood, but now he is refining the medicinal power, so he naturally doesn't feel much difference.

boom!

He threw a punch, the force of which pierced the air with a muffled thud.

"This Qi and Blood Pill has increased my strength by at least thirty jin, equivalent to half a month of my arduous cultivation. If I had a dozen or twenty of these, wouldn't achieving mastery of Qi and Blood be a piece of cake?"

Mo Zheng experienced the pleasure of taking drugs.

With the aid of his mental power, his cultivation speed was faster than others, but it was still far behind that of those who used Qi and Blood Pills.

Even if one's aptitude is somewhat lacking, as long as there are enough pills, even if the refining efficiency is not as good as Mo Zheng's, achieving mastery of Qi and Blood is only a matter of time.

Making money is still the only way.

After his trip to Da Cang Mountain, Mo Zheng is now extremely eager to improve his strength.

When you encounter a monster like the Black Horned Leopard, it doesn't matter what your identity or background is; if you're not strong enough, you're dead!

In the latter half of the night, Mo Zheng slept soundly and got up early the next morning to practice diligently, without slacking off at all because the martial arts school was closed.

Wang Yumei also got up early in the morning, without even having breakfast, and hurriedly left with a bag of silver coins.

She called over two restaurant helpers, bought bags and bags of gifts, and soon arrived at a wide street and entered a courtyard.

This courtyard has three sections, with about twenty or thirty rooms. There are also several servants sweeping and cleaning at the entrance. It is much more impressive than Wang Yumei's courtyard.

As soon as Wang Yumei entered, the servants bowed to her. A maid led her to a room where a family of three was having breakfast.

A middle-aged couple and a girl who is fourteen or fifteen years old.

The couple were adorned with gold and silver, their faces radiating wealth. The girl was pretty, dressed in pink, and possessed a delicate and refined air.

"Yu Mei is here. Have you eaten yet? Come and sit down, let's have some breakfast together," said Master Wang with a smile.

At this moment, the maid whispered something in Madam Wang's ear. Madam Wang was somewhat surprised and asked, "Good niece, why have you come to my house and bought so many gifts?"

"They're all for Qing'er."

Wang Yumei sat down, looked at the pretty Wang Qing'er, and smiled, "Uncle, Aunt, I've come to tell you some good news today."

The three of them were taken aback. Good news, Qing'er, so many gifts.

With just a little thought, the family guessed Wang Yumei's purpose in coming.

"You little rascal, you've only been married a few years, and you've already started playing matchmaker."

Master Wang shook his head and smiled, saying, "Let me and your aunt hear it."

Madam Wang was clearly eager to examine this future son-in-law closely.

"Qing'er, do you still remember Mo Zheng?" Wang Yumei asked.

Wang Qing'er tilted her head and thought for a moment. Immediately, the image of a handsome young man appeared in her mind. She hadn't seen him for more than a year. He was very good-looking, but he was also very stupid and stubborn. His family background was also poor. His older brother was a live-in son-in-law. The three of them had fled to Shangyin County from famine and had no money left.

It seems that the husband Sister Mei found for me is him.

Wang Qing'er felt a pang of disappointment and therefore did not reply.

Wang Yumei continued, "I watched Mo Zheng grow up. He has a gentle nature and has made great progress in martial arts training. I heard that he has already achieved minor success in Qi and blood cultivation. If this matter succeeds, Da Hu can find him a job in the county government. Uncle, you will have both your children by your side. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"Um……"

Master Wang stroked his beard and nodded slightly. He simply wanted to find an honest man to take care of his daughter and prevent her from being bullied. The three Mo brothers were outsiders, easy to manipulate, and he wasn't afraid they would usurp his property. Moreover, they were young but had already achieved some success in their cultivation, so they might have a chance to become martial artists in the future.

"Hmph, is he that son-in-law's younger brother?"

Madam Wang's face darkened, and she said coldly, "Daughter, what do you think?"

"Mother, I'm still young, I don't plan to get married yet."

Wang Qing'er said shyly, "Moreover, my brother said he wouldn't let me marry a martial artist, and he's already asked his friend in Jinqing Prefecture to find me a good match."

Although she was young, she was born into a wealthy family and had seen a lot of the world. Naturally, she didn't want to marry the younger brother of a live-in son-in-law, because people would gossip about her behind her back.

As for the minor achievement of Qi and Blood, her brother had already achieved major achievement, so she didn't take him seriously at all.

Her ideal husband would naturally be the descendant of an official or wealthy merchant, or at the very least, a disciple of the Jinqing Prefecture Martial Arts Hall. After marriage, she would become a wealthy wife, tending to flowers and managing accounts every day, not using her body and family fortune to help the poor.

"ha……"

Wang Yumei was somewhat embarrassed by the rejection and could only manage an awkward smile.

"Yu Mei, did you hear that?"

Madam Wang said irritably, "Don't ever mention the Mo family in my house again. It's your business if you want to help them, but my family is not..."

"Alright, Madam, Yumei meant well."

Master Wang interrupted Madam Wang, looking apologetically at Wang Yumei, and said, "My dear niece, your aunt was a bit blunt, please don't take offense. Qing'er is still young, let's put this matter aside for now and talk about it later."

"That's true. Qing'er is still young, so there's no rush. I was being presumptuous."

Seeing the family's attitude, Wang Yumei knew that things were unlikely to succeed. She couldn't help but sigh inwardly and said no more, though she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

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