Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 779 - 788 The Answer

The meal was eaten with unparalleled relish, of course, that was only for Ye Ling and the others. As for Mo Zishu, his face was ashen. He had been reprimanded by his own father and didn't dare to talk back, not to mention leaving.

Elder Mo watched the group devour their food voraciously and couldn't help nodding, so happy that he ended up drinking a few more cups of Wu Long Drunk.

"Tssk tssk, I have to say, this Wu Long Drunk is really something. You have no idea, little Ye, ever since those old fellows found out I had Wu Long Drunk, they've been coming over every single day."

"You should have seen them, a bunch of old guys who've been through wars acting like hoodlums, totally fixated on Wu Long Drunk. They just can't get enough if they don't drink it every day."

"And you know what, they can't even buy it, haha. There are only a few bottles each month. Makes them drool."

At this, Elder Mo burst into hearty laughter, his complexion rosy. His body was much stronger than before; just having Ye Ling sort out his body once was enough to make him feel fantastic.

"What your grandpa said is absolutely right, you haven't seen it, those old guys, sure, as soon as they walk in the door, they're like jackals that haven't eaten for eight hundred days, eyes turning green with envy."

Mo Zishu hurriedly agreed with what his father said, but as soon as those words came out, Elder Mo's face turned dark.

"Your grandpa's! You damn little brat, your guts are getting bigger, daring to curse me now!"

"Those old fellows? They're your uncles, damn it. When you talk like that, do you think I'm one of those old fellows too?"

Upon hearing what the old man said, Mo Zishu's face immediately fell, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "Your grandpa is just a figure of speech; it refers to you, and even if you gave me eight more guts, I wouldn't dare!"

"Your grandpa's! You rabble-rouser, I find you completely lawless now, just wait till I beat you with my walking stick!"

As he spoke, the old man gritted his teeth as if he was about to get up, and Mo Zishu vanished in a whoosh, leaving everyone staring in disbelief.

For goodness' sake, he's a high-level official and yet so devoid of backbone. Listening to the teachings of the elders is the right thing to do. How can you run away?

After the meal, Ye Ling and the old man walked around the yard until they came to a stone bench. Elder Mo sat down, patted his leg, and smiled slightly, "Ever since you helped me with my health, I feel that my body has gotten much tougher."

"Using your current expressions, this old man is undergoing reverse aging, haha."

Ye Ling gave a slight smile, "Grandpa, have you ever thought about living forever and never growing old?"

Immortality?

Elder Mo was taken aback and then shook his head, "What are you joking about? Who in this world lives forever without growing old?"

"Right, I forgot, people like you can't be judged by common sense. Maybe there are such cases, but I've never thought about it."

"I've lived a whole lifetime, spent a lifetime on the battlefield, my life has been honorable and brilliant, who dares say otherwise?"

"I haven't really thought about living forever. To live on without knowing when I'll die, I really wouldn't know what to do."

Hearing Elder Mo's words, Ye Ling nodded, "In some time, I might go to the Immortal Realm. I want to ask you, Grandpa, if you wish to live forever, I could take you to the Immortal Realm and then find a way for you to achieve Transcendence from Reincarnation."

With a start, Elder Mo paused, scratched his head like a child, and then laughed.

"You kid, if this was decades ago and you dared to say such things, I'd have thrown you in jail."

"Becoming an immortal? Isn't that superstition? How can there be immortals? It's utterly absurd."

"Of course, the above is just the official rhetoric; you shouldn't take it to heart."

With that, the old man burst into laughter, then drew a deep breath, patted his leg, and gazed up at the sky with a slight smile, "Becoming an immortal?"

"Fine, fine, I know all too well, your world is much crueller than this one."

"The old man has lived a lifetime and is tired. It's time to go see my old comrades, have a chat, drink some wine, and not think about anything else."

"If there's a next life, I hope I can become an ordinary person, quietly live my life, and make up for what I've lost in this one."

As he spoke, the elder stood up and patted Ye Ling on the shoulder, "If I were young, I would definitely agree."

"But now, I'm old, passion has faded. Just let it be. Being able to enjoy my later years is my biggest wish."

After finishing his words, the elder hummed a tune and turned to leave. Ye Ling shook his head and smiled helplessly.

It seemed that perhaps his own thoughts were indeed wrong. Immortality might not be such a great attraction after all.

"Perhaps, the death of loved ones is also a kind of tempering for me, at the very least it could elevate my state of mind."

"But why does such tempering sound so awkward?"

Ye Ling gave a wry smile. It was indeed awkward to use the death of his family as a tempering.

In front of Mo Zishu's study, Ye Ling was yelled at and kicked out by Mo Zishu. When Ye Ling shared his thoughts, this guy, who had just been scolded by his own father, suddenly became frantic.

"You bastard, I am your father-in-law, do you want me to die?"

"Your circle is so chaotic, filled with strife. What do you want me, a man without the slightest ambition, to do there? To be raised like a pig?"

"Or are you just waiting for the day I get killed after ascending to the Immortal Realm?"

"Forget about it, I'm not going. If you really want to honor me, just take care of my body, let me live a hundred or so years and die a peaceful death."

Mo Zishu's words still flashed through Ye Ling's mind as he shook his head and walked away.

Inside Mo Zishu's study, he sat in his chair, took a sip of tea, shook his head, and smiled faintly, "Eternal life?"

"Tsk, it's quite tempting, but forget it, I don't have such good fortune."

As he spoke, he also crossed his legs and hummed a song, looking very relaxed.

Returning to his room, Mo Siqing had just finished freshening up. Seeing Ye Ling's dejected expression, she smiled slightly and patted his shoulder, "Alright, stop feeling down."

"Everyone has different ideas. I can tell you, eternal life is still very appealing."

"But the ones you're looking for, maybe none of them want it. It's not your fault."

After finishing her words, Ye Ling nodded, "What about you guys? Will you come with me to the Immortal Realm?"

"Are you asking nonsense? What did you think we would do, not follow you?"

"We are your women, wherever you go, we'll follow."

"Besides, if you don't let us go, do you plan to find some other women behind our backs?"

"Your harem is big enough as it is, don't think about expanding it anymore!"

Mo Siqing tapped Ye Ling's forehead, and he smiled softly, took a deep breath, and pulled her into his embrace.