The moment he was discovered, the butler was nervous. He was afraid.
Back when the cult had risen, he had already been the Crown Prince’s butler.
He had heard that cult were skilled at brainwashing people, saying that even
though humans could live for hundreds of years, they would still die eventually,
and that only the galactic behemoths were the eternal masters of the universe.
As long as you fuse the genes of a galactic behemoth, you could escape life and
death and gain eternal life.
But in reality, all of this was the cult’s true purpose. It was said that they
deliberately brainwashed people, tricking them into becoming human experiment
subjects, using extremely cruel methods.
Therefore, the interstellar civilizations particularly despised the existence of
cult.
Later, this cult was eradicated by the Crown Prince, who had just recently
joined the military alongside his grandfather, the old Marshal. It was his first
military achievement.
But the butler felt that this time was different from the cult. They weren’t
doing any experiments, nor was there any brainwashing. It was more like praying…
Besides, Mo Xiangtian had said it himself: it was very effective.
Seeing that His Highness the Crown Prince’s mental energy was deteriorating, the
butler naturally couldn’t sit still.
He didn’t want to miss any glimmer of hope. What if it actually worked?
So that very day, he had someone craft these worship materials according to Mo
Xiangtian’s specifications.
However, the butler was still worried that Wen Zhaoyan would mind, so he could
only do this kind of thing secretly in the middle of the night.
He just never expected that even doing it in the dead of night, he would still
be discovered. And caught red-handed.
“Your Highness…”
The butler quickly waved to the guards, signaling them to hide their incense.
But the incense was already lit. There was nowhere to hide it.
The guards, their bodies stiff, hurriedly stuck their incense into the burner
one by one, then hung their heads, waiting to be disciplined.
Wen Zhaoyan said, “Is no one going to explain?”
He had always been serious, usually speaking little, and his majesty was even
greater when his face was cold.
The butler had no choice but to step forward and explain.
He said that Mo Xiangtian had worshipped a god and it had been very effective.
That it was after worshipping that god that Mo Xiangtian had suddenly become
rich, his company’s crisis was resolved, and he even became the richest man, and
so on…
After hearing this, the temple on Wen Zhaoyan’s handsome face twitched almost
imperceptibly.
How could anyone believe something so outrageous?
The old butler wiped his face, somewhat embarrassed. “We just wanted to try…”
Wen Zhaoyan didn’t speak.
The butler and everyone else were on edge, afraid the Crown Prince would lose
his temper.
But Wen Zhaoyan was silent for only a moment before saying indifferently, “Don’t
let it happen again.”
That meant he was willing to let the matter go.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and quickly returned to their posts. Only the
half-meter-tall golden incense burner still stood in the estate.
The butler said, “Your Highness, what about this…”
Wen Zhaoyan said, “Clean it up tomorrow.”
The butler said, “Yes.”
Once everyone had left, Wen Zhaoyan looked at the estate shrouded in incense
smoke. His temple twitched again. He turned expressionlessly to leave.
But before he could lift his foot, a gust of wind seemed to blow.
A tall, white, frost-and-snow figure drifted in. His signature long black hair
was lifted by the wind and brushed past Wen Zhaoyan’s nose.
Wen Zhaoyan paused and looked at the ancient-robed young man who had landed by
the incense burner.
Mo Bai had come following the scent of incense.
Incense in the interstellar era really couldn’t compare to Earth’s.
Perhaps the craftsmanship wasn’t as good, or perhaps the materials were
different. It lacked that sandalwood scent, and it felt a bit strange.
But Mo Bai wasn’t picky. After all, times were different.
For once, so many people were burning incense and worshipping him all at once.
Mo Bai took a deep drag of the incense smoke, feeling as if his entire soul had
undergone an essential oil massage. Even the tips of his hair felt like dancing.
Mo Bai sighed contentedly. “Not bad.”
Then he buried his head and took another deep drag.
Wen Zhaoyan: “…What are you doing?”
Mo Bai said, “Smoking incense.”
Wen Zhaoyan: “…”
After a long moment, he finally said, “Smoking is harmful to your health.”
“You have a point.”
Mo Bai couldn’t argue with that.
He left a mark on the incense burner—a mark exclusive to the Wish-Granting God.
Invisible to the human eye.
After making the mark, Mo Bai’s soul felt a little light and airy.
He took Wen Zhaoyan’s hand and led him outside.
Mo Bai’s hand was very cold. Wen Zhaoyan, unaccustomed to being touched,
instinctively shrank back.
But somehow, though the hand holding his was soft and weak, he couldn’t break
free.
Only when they reached the swimming pool outside the estate did Mo Bai let go of
his hand and say, “Take off your clothes.”
Wen Zhaoyan: “…Take off my clothes?”
By accepting the incense that his worshippers had offered, Mo Bai would
naturally take on the wishes they had made.
Besides, even if no one had made a wish, he had already decided to treat him.
It was just that with a causal relationship, it would consume less divine power.
If no one made such a wish, and he proactively helped, actively interfering in
someone’s karma, it would consume much more divine power.
Mo Bai jumped into the water. Strangely, no splash was created.
But as his soul entered the wishing well, the several crucian carp in the water
grew extremely excited, swimming ceaselessly around Mo Bai.
Mo Bai called to Wen Zhaoyan from the water, “Come down too.”
Wen Zhaoyan: “…”
Before he turned eighteen, he had followed his grandfather onto the battlefield.
The battlefield conditions were harsh. Not to mention bathing alone—sometimes
several soldiers had to crowd together for a rushed rinse.
But at this moment, he hesitated.
Seeing him not move, Mo Bai was puzzled.
What was wrong with Wen Zhaoyan tonight? He was so slow.
Mo Bai simply waved his hand, summoning a gust of wind. The wind enveloped Wen
Zhaoyan, and before he could react, it tore off his clothes in one go.
“Rip——”
His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly felt a chill all over.
He looked down. Not a single piece of clothing remained.
Wen Zhaoyan: “…Mo Li!”
Mo Bai said, “Ah.”
Mo Bai blinked innocently. “Sorry, I think I used too much force. Hurry and get
in.”
He had thought his divine power was still as low as when he had just woken up,
so he had subconsciously used a little more. But with so many people worshipping
him tonight, his divine power was stronger than before. He had accidentally
overdone it.
Wen Zhaoyan got into the pool with a cold expression.
He had no choice. When the wind blew, it was chilly.
But as soon as he entered the pool, he sensed something was wrong.
This water was strange.
It seemed to carry a special kind of energy fluctuation, gently entering his
body and spreading to his limbs and bones.
Wen Zhaoyan closed his eyes, then opened them again. “What is this?”
Mo Bai didn’t explain much. He just said, “Soak here more often. It’s good for
your spiritual consciousness sea.”
Wen Zhaoyan looked at him deeply, seeming to understand that Mo Bai was treating
him.
He pressed his thin lips together for a moment, then said in a low voice, “Thank
you.”
He would remember this kindness forever and would not hesitate when the time
came for him to repay it.
Mo Bai shook his head. “Don’t mention it. We’ll be family sooner or later.”
Family?
Wen Zhaoyan didn’t understand where this definition of ‘family’ came from.
He looked at the young man, who was now leaning against the edge of the pool
with his eyes closed. The water came up past his chest. His long hair floated on
the surface. Droplets of water slid down his delicate cheeks and fell onto the
water.
Under the moonlight, his face was pale as if it could glow, as bright and clean
as the faint moonlight itself.
He seemed to have fallen asleep, so Wen Zhaoyan swallowed the words he had been
about to say.
The water in the pool was warm, not like water at all, but more like soaking in
some kind of special energy liquid.
Before he knew it, Wen Zhaoyan had drifted off to sleep.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already broad daylight. The ancient-robed
young man was gone.
The water in the pool seemed to have returned to normal.
Presumably, last night, Mo Li had added some kind of energy-bearing substance to
the water.
He put on his clothes and stood up, then suddenly stopped in his tracks. His
spiritual consciousness sea…
Wen Zhaoyan contacted Dr. Silan as he walked back toward the estate.
Dr. Silan arrived at the estate in less than half an hour. “Your Highness, you
want to examine your spiritual consciousness sea?”
In fact, they had only just examined him two days ago. Examining him once every
five days was already a high frequency. With such a short interval, there
wouldn’t be much change in the values.
Wen Zhaoyan said, “Do it.”
Dr. Silan, worried that something had gone wrong, quickly examined Wen Zhaoyan.
The results came back quickly. Indeed, something had changed—but the change was
in a positive direction.
Dr. Silan looked at the examination report, overjoyed. “It’s gone down, Your
Highness! What happened? Your spiritual consciousness sea violence threshold has
dropped significantly! Did a mermaid soothe you? No… when a mermaid soothes, it
also calms these thresholds within a fluctuating range. Yours have directly
dropped! What exactly is going on?!”
Wen Zhaoyan hadn’t expected the data to drop so much either. He was slightly
surprised.
The butler and guards, upon hearing this, their eyes flew wide open and they
shouted with joy, “It worked!!!”
Wen Zhaoyan: “…”
Dr. Silan was confused. “What worked?”
The butler was extremely excited. He recounted what Mo Xiangtian had said about
praying to gods and worshipping Buddhas, then also told how he had led the
guards in burning incense and worshipping last night.
Finally, with tears of joy streaming down his aged face, he said, “We only… we
only tried it with an attitude of giving it a shot. We never expected it to be
so effective! In just one night!”
Dr. Silan was incredulous. “Such a thing is possible?”
The butler said excitedly, “It’s true!”
The guards also shouted eagerly, “It’s true!”
Wen Zhaoyan: “…”
It was clearly Mo Li who had soothed him. What did that have to do with praying
to gods and worshipping Buddhas?
In his view, the Mo family had survived the crisis because Mo Li had helped them
behind the scenes.
To keep people from knowing his true identity as Mrs. Mo’s younger brother, he
had been hiding his identity.
And Mo Xiangtian had coincidentally just happened to be praying and worshipping.
So when the Mo family survived the crisis, he thought it was because some god
had helped.
Just like last night.
It was Mo Li who had treated him, but the butler and others didn’t know that.
They thought their own prayers had worked.
The butler, unaware of Wen Zhaoyan’s thoughts, upon seeing that it had worked,
immediately led the guards in burning incense and worshipping again.
He also didn’t forget to share the good news with Admiral Kai and others.
Kai was also amazed. “Is this true? Is it really that effective?”
The butler said, “It’s true. We saw it with our own eyes. And you can come see
His Highness’s examination report yourself.”
Kai was delighted and immediately went to the estate to inspect the data
himself. Upon confirming that there had indeed been improvement, he had to
believe it.
The butler led Kai in a sincere series of bows.
Watching his subordinates, all brainwashed and filling the courtyard, Wen
Zhaoyan felt, for a rare moment, a small pang of weariness.
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