Various ideas surged through Mo Lin's mind in an instant.
"What if I were the Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal?" Mo Lin asked Lu Xiao.
"Even if you were the Thirteen-Colored Red Dust Immortal, you would have to defeat the Three Kings to become the Vice Hall Master."
Lu Xiao, not beating around the bush, said to Mo Lin again, "The entire Cultivation Hall is maintained by the Three Kings. If you can subdue them, you can become the Vice Hall Master."
"Alright, I got it." Mo Lin nodded and returned to his room.
As soon as he walked into the room, he smelled a faint fragrance.
He pushed the door open and saw a woman in a thin gauze dress standing right in front of him.
This woman was Min Xiaoqian, whom Mo Lin had met earlier that morning.
"I've submitted to you, please spare my son's life." Min Xiaoqian pleaded gently, collapsing in front of Mo Lin.
Mo Lin subconsciously pushed Min Xiaoqian away.
It wasn't that Mo Lin was fussy, he simply didn't like it, that's all.
