Chapter 55: The Curse of the Nine-Heart Begonia, Subjugating the Ye Family
Fifteen minutes later.
Moonview Tower, Center of Heaven Dou City.
This was not only one of the most prosperous restaurants in the city, but also a symbol of status and position; the guests who frequented this place were all either wealthy or noble.
In a private room on the top floor facing the street, Su Mo sat in the main seat, with Bibi Dong sitting beside him.
The Clan Leader Ye and Ye Qingshuang sat opposite them.
The Clan Leader Ye kept her back straight, maintaining a polite smile on her face.
However, her hands resting on her knees were slightly clenched, betraying her inner unease.
Because until this moment, she had no idea what Su Mo's purpose was for this meeting.
However, she had a faint suspicion in her heart.
At this time, Su Mo raised his wine cup and gestured toward the Ye mother and daughter opposite him.
"Senior Ye, I'll toast you first."
Bibi Dong also raised her cup in a gesture, though her cup was filled with tea.
"Young Master Su, this old woman cannot afford to be called Senior by you."
The Clan Leader Ye hurriedly raised her cup, her expression showing a hint of trepidation.
After all, Su Mo had a Titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year spirit ring behind him; his status in Spirit Hall was certainly not low. How could she dare let Su Mo address her as such?
At the same time, Ye Qingshuang also hurriedly picked up her wine cup.
On the way here, they had already introduced themselves briefly, and the Ye mother and daughter knew Su Mo's real name.
But that was all; Su Mo and Bibi Dong's identities and origins remained a mist to them.
Along the way, although they were curious, they knew their place and did not dare to pry recklessly.
Soon, the wine went down their throats.
After putting down the wine cup, the Clan Leader Ye finally couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Young Master Su, I wonder what your purpose is for inviting this old woman here today?"
Su Mo smiled slightly: "Then I won't beat around the bush. I invited Senior Ye here today because I want to invite the Ye family to join Spirit Hall."
The Clan Leader Ye frowned slightly upon hearing this, but she did not rush to answer.
What she had vaguely guessed earlier was indeed that Spirit Hall wanted to recruit the Ye family.
Over the years, the Ye family had not been without recruitment offers from various factions, and Spirit Hall had naturally extended an olive branch before.
However, the Ye family had always been unwilling to get involved in the disputes and entanglements between major powers.
Because once they stepped into it, it would be difficult to remain untainted.
Therefore, no matter which faction's recruitment it was, the Ye family had rejected them all.
After a moment, the Clan Leader Ye took a deep breath, her face full of apology.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Su, the Ye family has maintained neutrality for generations. I'm afraid I cannot agree."
Su Mo seemed to have anticipated this answer.
He gave a light chuckle and continued:
"Senior Ye doesn't need to be in a hurry to refuse. Why not listen to me finish? I know that the Ye family's Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul has been plagued by a curse for generations.
If I had an item that could help you break this curse, I wonder if Senior Ye would be willing to agree to join Spirit Hall?"
"What!"
The Clan Leader Ye's pupils shrank suddenly, and she stood up abruptly, her chair being knocked directly to the floor.
At this moment, she had no time to worry about whether she was being rude.
Only two possessors of the Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul could exist in the world at the same time; only when one passed away could the next generation successfully undergo Awakening.
She still remembered that her grandmother had chosen to end her own life back then to allow her to awaken the Nine-Heart Begonia Martial Soul.
All along, this curse had been like a shackle, binding the Ye family for generations.
Countless generations of the Ye family had traveled across the continent, visited many talented individuals, and searched through ancient records, but all were helpless.
Over time, the Ye family gradually accepted their fate, treating this curse as an unchangeable destiny and enduring it silently generation after generation.
But now, the Su Mo before her actually said he had an item that could break this destiny.
Ye Qingshuang, who was beside her, did not react as strongly as the Clan Leader Ye, but her beautiful eyes were wide as she stared at Su Mo, her originally cold face filled with shock.
After a moment, the Clan Leader Ye took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her turbulent emotions.
Fearing she had misheard, she asked with a trembling voice, "Young Master Su... what you said, is it true?"
"Yes, but whether that item will definitely be useful, I don't dare to say for certain, but there is at least a fifty percent chance," Su Mo said calmly.
The qiluo tulip was indeed useful for the shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but he wasn't fully certain if it would be effective against the curse of the Nine-Heart Begonia.
However, Su Mo knew that for those deep in despair, even just a fifty percent possibility was enough to bet everything on.
He believed the Ye family would agree.
After all, there was no such thing as an absolute stance in the world; when the benefits were sufficient, people's hearts would naturally waver.
Upon hearing this, the light in the Clan Leader Ye's eyes did not diminish, but instead grew several points brighter.
A fifty percent chance... it was enough. It was better than before when not even a sliver of hope could be seen.
"Young Master Su, as the head of the Ye family, I represent the Ye family here and am willing to become a subordinate force of Spirit Hall."
She bowed deeply, her posture respectful, signifying her submission.
Ye Qingshuang also hurriedly snapped out of her shock and stood up to bow, tears faintly shimmering in her eyes at this moment.
"Senior Ye, Miss Ye, please rise quickly." Su Mo stood up and made a supportive gesture.
Soon, the Ye mother and daughter straightened up, picked up the fallen chair, and sat back down.
The atmosphere now was completely different from before; the Ye mother and daughter's previous aloofness and wariness had completely melted away.
"Since we are now on the same side, I might as well reveal a little. My teacher is the current Pope, and this person beside me is my Senior Sister."
Bibi Dong smiled slightly and nodded in greeting.
"So that's how it is. No wonder Your Highnesses have such cultivation at such an age; you are the talented disciples of His Holiness the Pope."
It dawned on the Clan Leader Ye; the foundation of Spirit Hall was indeed unfathomably deep.
Su Mo smiled and said: "Family Head Ye, that item is currently in my teacher's hands, and we will be returning to Spirit City shortly. So, Family Head Ye, you should understand what I mean."
"I understand." The Clan Leader Ye nodded. "How about this, let Shuang'er have that item. Let Shuang'er accompany Your Highness to Spirit City."
"That works." Su Mo nodded.
"Then I wonder when Your Highness will set off?"
"The sooner the better... How about this, I'll give you half an hour. Miss Qingshuang, go home and pack simply, and then we will depart."
The reason Su Mo was in a hurry to return to Spirit City was naturally because he had offended the Clear Sky Sect today.
With the Clear Sky Sect's protective nature, plus the fact that he had taken their precious Ring Explosion Secret Manual, it was highly likely that Tang Chen would come in person.
At that time, even with Golden Crocodile Douluo present, they might not be able to cope.
Only by returning to Spirit City as quickly as possible, where Qian Daoliu presided, could they contend with Tang Chen.
"Then this old woman and Shuang'er will take our leave first."
"Goodbye, Your Highnesses," Ye Qingshuang said.
The Ye mother and daughter soon left the private room.
...
An hour later.
A luxurious carriage drove out of Heaven Dou City, speeding toward Spirit City, with Golden Crocodile Douluo himself driving.
Inside the carriage, Ye Qingshuang looked out the window as the outline of Heaven Dou City gradually blurred in her vision.
She withdrew her gaze and looked across from her.
She saw Su Mo resting his head on Bibi Dong's lap, his eyes tightly closed.
Bibi Dong sat quietly, her eyes lowered as she looked at the sleeping Su Mo, her fingertips gently brushing through his hair, a gentle smile on her lips.
Ye Qingshuang knew very well in her heart that with such a posture, they were definitely not just fellow disciples.
She didn't know why, but seeing such a scene, a faint sense of loss actually welled up in the depths of her heart.
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