“Okay, Auntie-in-Law!” — The Crown Prince Completely Fell

Mo Bai had been a god for a very long time.

Throughout those many years back on Earth, people had prayed to him for wealth,
for health, for love.

In short, they prayed for all sorts of things. But no one had ever prayed for
him to stop singing.

No, to be precise, to stop chanting scriptures.

Mo Bai was silent for a long time. Then he searched for the Empire’s pitiful
birth rate and saw that bright red negative number. He fell silent again.

Chanting scriptures was a form of spiritual cultivation. And once people learned
that the scriptures could soothe the consciousness sea, the interstellar
populace naturally held them in high regard.

As the scriptures spread, the ancient cultures of Earth’s Buddhist and Taoist
traditions were increasingly unearthed by historians.

People even discovered that when they learned to chant themselves, it also had a
certain soothing effect. So they all started learning.

It was said that cultivation was cultivation of the mind. The more scriptures
one knew, the more the soul was purified. Wanting to become a monk… that was
probably normal too?

Mo Bai quickly calmed down.

Xixi, however, was uneasy. His intention had been to help the people of the
Empire. Because he loved humans, he wanted to help them. He had even planned to
teach all these scriptures to every mermaid.

When he received the message from the birth office, he was completely at a loss,
not knowing what to do.

“Th-then, we can’t sing anymore?” he asked Mo Bai sadly.

Mo Bai comforted him and said, “You can sing other songs.”

After cultivation, Xixi’s special ability had become stronger. Singing other
songs also had a soothing effect, just not as strong.

“Mm…” Xixi nodded, dejected.

Soon after, due to the birth office’s complaint and the compelling evidence they
presented, the Empire’s government had no choice but to take down the scripture
recordings by Mo Bai and Xixi.

As soon as they were removed, they faced nationwide resistance.

There was such a good method of soothing—why remove it?

Did the Empire want them to suffer from mental mania?

The internet was flooded with criticism.

The Empire’s government was in a difficult position. On one side, there were
complaints about the birth rate. On the other, complaints from netizens. Neither
side was happy.

With no other option, people could only beg the Empire’s Emperor to find a
solution as soon as possible.

This was a good thing, beneficial to the entire population. But if too many
people wanted to become monks, that was truly unacceptable.

The Empire’s Emperor was also at a loss. He couldn’t think of a good solution,
so he waved his hand. “Leave this matter to the Third Prince to handle.”

The Third Prince, who was on the sanatorium planet, accepted the task with great
joy.

After all, this concerned the entire Empire. The Emperor entrusting him with
this clearly showed he favored him.

But he drafted several plans, all of which were rejected by several councilors,
who said they were completely unfeasible and even childish.

The councilors were disappointed in the Third Prince. After the online meeting
ended, whether intentionally or not, one of them said, “If it were His Highness
the Crown Prince, he would probably know how to solve this by now.”

“Sigh, isn’t that the truth.”

The call ended.

The Third Prince was so angry he nearly crushed the terminal in his hand.

What was wrong with his plan?

How was it childish?

Wen Zhaoyan was nothing but a waste who could have his genes collapse at any
moment. How was he better than the Third Prince?

Suppressing his anger, the Third Prince called a servant and asked with a dark
face, “How is the situation on Wen Zhaoyan’s side?”

The servant answered, “Since the last news that his consciousness sea had
worsened and he was developing a split personality, there has been no further
news. We haven’t been able to place anyone inside, but the situation probably
isn’t good.”

The Third Prince’s expression finally eased slightly. “That’s true. If he had
improved, he would have rushed to Father’s side by now. Continue to monitor
every move of the estate.”

“Yes.”

“Oh, and what about that little idiot from the Mo family?” The Third Prince
hadn’t forgotten the grudge of being arrested by the police robots.

The servant hesitated. “The young master of the Mo family hardly leaves the
house. And the Mo family has many guards. We can’t get near the little idiot.”

The Third Prince was furious but unwilling to let it go. Gritting his teeth, he
decided to try again.

Because their scripture recordings had all been removed, Xixi was gloomy all
day.

Mo Bai tried to comfort the little mermaid, telling him not to worry, but the
little mermaid remained unhappy.

“I already, already promised them…” Xixi said dejectedly. “When I go back, go
back to the Association, I’ll teach everyone…”

“The other mermaids?” Mo Bai asked.

Xixi nodded. What he didn’t say was that he had already secretly told the other
mermaids that Mo Li was their king, and the king was teaching him to cultivate!

When chanting scriptures, he also felt his special ability growing, so now that
he couldn’t sing anymore, he was very dejected.

Mo Bai said, “You can’t chant scriptures, but that doesn’t affect your
cultivation. You can teach them meditation.”

Xixi asked softly, “I’m afraid, afraid I won’t teach well… Will you come with
me, to the Mermaid Association?”

Mo Bai knew that Xixi wasn’t aware that the Mermaid Association was looking for
him. He said, “I don’t like the Mermaid Association.”

Xixi didn’t understand. “Why don’t you like it? They’re, they’re very good… they
give us good food, they take care of us, they help, help us have babies.”

Mo Bai asked, “So, the mermaids at the Mermaid Association only have to help
treat people?”

Xixi nodded vigorously. “Mm!”

His blue eyes looked at him happily, as if saying, ‘As long as you treat people,
you can live so carefree and easy, right?’

Mo Bai spoke slowly. “Humans who can’t afford to keep a mermaid have to pay to
be treated at the Mermaid Association, and the fee standards are very high. Does
the Mermaid Association give that money to you?”

Xixi was stunned. “M-money?”

Mo Bai said, “So, they don’t give it to you? Assuming all that treatment money
is used to take care of your living expenses, that’s still what they should do,
because that’s your wages. You earned that money through your labor. But you’re
so easy to keep. Give you a few dried fish, some toys, and you’re happy. So
where does all that expensive fees go?”

Xixi listened, confused. “Sh-should they give it to us?”

Mo Bai patted the little mermaid’s head. “When Kai has time, I’ll talk to him
about this.”

Hearing this, the little mermaid looked downcast. “Master is very busy… mm.”

Mo Bai said, “Busy with what?”

Xixi pursed his lips. “He’s, getting older… mm. His father wants him to get
married. So he’s very busy.”

Mo Bai understood. He must be busy with wedding preparations.

No wonder the little mermaid had been spending so much time online lately.

He affectionately patted the little mermaid’s head again. “That’s fine. You can
come play at the Mo family villa.”

He meant come play with him, but the little mermaid thought he meant go play
with little Mo Bai.

The little mermaid nodded vigorously. “Mm mm… I’ll, I’ll bring a gift!”

After logging off the interstellar network, Mo Bai followed his usual routine.
His spirit left his body and floated over to Wen Zhaoyan’s place to invite him
to soak in the wishing well.

After soaking for two months, Wen Zhaoyan’s consciousness sea had become more
and more stable. Even the previously violent spiritual energy had gradually
diminished.

Wen Zhaoyan’s consciousness sea was different from Mo Xiangtian’s. His
consciousness sea was vast. The violent spiritual energy was like a turbulent
ocean. It couldn’t be completely refined in just a day or two.

But water drips through stone. Over two consecutive months, he had already
refined half of it.

And because Wen Zhaoyan was refining it himself, this spiritual energy had been
absorbed into his body and was now at his disposal.

When Mo Xiangtian was treated, Mo Bai had refined the spiritual energy for him.
After refinement, the spiritual energy couldn’t become Mo Xiangtian’s own power.

But at that time, Mo Xiangtian’s situation was critical, so that method was the
only option.

Wen Zhaoyan was different. Guiding him to refine it himself was more beneficial
for him.

These changes were fully reflected in his body.

Wen Zhaoyan’s chest was more robust. His muscle lines were more athletic. His
whole body exuded a sense of strength, yet he wasn’t an exaggerated muscle man.
It was a physique that could explode with power at any moment.

Wen Zhaoyan undressed slowly. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Mo Li’s
gaze fixed on him. He paused slightly, his ears slowly reddening. His handsome
face remained expressionless, as if nothing were amiss. “What are you looking
at?”

Thinking of his own small body, Mo Bai said enviously, “You look even better
now.”

Wen Zhaoyan’s ears grew redder.

He calmly grunted in acknowledgment, placed his clothes on the shore, and got
into the water.

After a while, Wen Zhaoyan noticed Mo Li was lost in thought. Thinking he was
upset about his songs being removed, he said, “Your songs will be back soon.”

Mo Bai had been thinking about the Mermaid Association. Hearing this, he was
startled. “They’ll be back?”

Wen Zhaoyan nodded slightly. “You’ll know in a couple of days.”

So don’t worry, and don’t be unhappy. He would take care of it.

But he couldn’t bring himself to say the last part.

He only added, “I wouldn’t let your efforts go to waste.”

Two days later, Mo Bai quickly understood what Wen Zhaoyan had meant.

The Empire’s government launched an app, urging all patients with mental mania
to download it and register their cases. Once it was confirmed that they indeed
suffered from mental mania, they could pay to download the soothing songs they
wanted to listen to. Those without mental mania could not listen for the time
being.

This satisfied both the birth office’s concern that the entire population would
become monks and the needs of mental mania patients.

But mental mania patients couldn’t listen anytime. The app was linked to their
terminals and had a function to monitor their mental energy threshold. When it
detected that the threshold exceeded the normal range—even by 0.1%—it would
remind them it was time to listen to a soothing song.

Once the threshold returned to normal, it would automatically stop.

This was incredibly convenient. All mental mania patients had no complaints.
They even thought it was more convenient than before!

As soon as this app launched, it was downloaded by hundreds of millions of
people. Though that couldn’t compare to the Empire’s population of over ten
billion, that was just in the first hour!

And both Xixi’s and Mo Bai’s songs required payment to listen to.

The fee wasn’t high—just twenty interstellar coins.

But when hundreds of millions of people paid at the same time, the total was
enormous.

And this money went directly into Mo Bai’s and Xixi’s accounts.

With this app, the Empire’s government no longer worried about the entire
population becoming monks. They even privately messaged Mo Bai and Xixi,
encouraging them to record more songs.

After the app had been live for a day, Mo Bai checked his account… well, he was
now a billionaire.

[Mo: Did you design this app?]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Mm.]

Mo Bai thought of what Wen Zhaoyan had said a few days earlier.

—I wouldn’t let your efforts go to waste.

In the past, Mo Bai’s rewards had always been faith power. This was the first
time he had received financial compensation. The feeling was both subtle and
special.

After some thought, he thanked Wen Zhaoyan.

[Mo: Thank you.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: No need to thank me.]

[Wen Zhaoyan: Does this make you happy?]

[Mo: Yes, I’m happy.]

Who wouldn’t be happy with money?

A billionaire, too!

Inside his estate, Wen Zhaoyan looked at those two words. The corner of his thin
lips lifted slightly. He wanted to reply with ‘Mm,’ but worried that would be
too abrupt.

He searched online for an emoji: [Mm. As long as you’re happy [Cute JPG]]

Wen Zhaoyan was in a very good mood too.

But with no one to share it with, he opened the interstellar network shopping
platform and, clickety-clack, bought another huge pile of toys, all sent to the
little brat next door.

He would share them with the little brat!!

Receiving another random pile of gifts, Mo Bai was confused.

Mo Xiangtian was furious. “Do you have too much money and nowhere to spend it?”

Why did he keep sending gifts to someone else’s son? Was he trying to steal his
son?

Wen Zhaoyan: “…No.”

Mo Bai thought seriously and finally concluded, “Have you and little uncle
gotten even closer?”

Wen Zhaoyan’s ears reddened. His expression was very indifferent, and he said
flatly, “A little closer.”

Mo Bai said, “Wow! Congratulations! Looks like I’ll have to change what I call
you soon. Should it be uncle-in-law or uncle?”

Wen Zhaoyan: “…Ahem. Just a title. Whatever.”

Mo Bai said, “Okay! Uncle-in-law!”

His voice was crisp and very loud!

Wen Zhaoyan patted the little brat’s head, his mood even better.