Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

Chapter 1860: Chapter 1860: Evil Energy Schemes

Yingtong screamed in fright, and fortunately, Mo Beishan’s sword finally stopped, halting just a few millimeters from Chu Hai’s throat. If his hand had trembled, the sword tip could have pierced Chu Hai’s skin.

”Stop!” Yingtong angrily charged forward and pushed Mo Beishan’s sword aside.

Mo Beishan sheathed his sword, his face still carrying a confident smile.

”Thank you for letting me win.” Mo Beishan cupped his fists and said.

Chu Hai’s face was deathly pale; he had lost. The man had come to steal his woman and challenge him, but he couldn’t even protect her. He was utterly useless!

Seeing his pale face and dejected eyes, Yingtong felt her heart twist painfully. She glared at Mo Beishan in anger and shouted, ”Do you think you’ve really won? This is a dishonorable victory! He was poisoned earlier and suffered internal injuries. The antidote hasn’t been effective for long, and he hasn’t fully recovered. You... you took advantage of his weakness.”

Chu Hai quickly pulled Yingtong back, ”Stop saying that. A loss is a loss; it’s because my skills are inferior to others.”

Mo Beishan revealed a look of surprise and cupped his fists, ”I was unaware of the situation. The previous competition doesn’t count. Let us fight again when Brother Tang has recovered.”

”No need. I’ll fight with you on his behalf!” An icy voice rang out, and Jiang Yichun immediately leaped forward, drawing his Treasure Sword, which rang with a long howl.

Bai Ruozhu was taken aback. How did Achun get up there?

Before Mo Beishan could speak, Jiang Yichun attacked. Mo Beishan felt the ferocity of his Jianqi, and he dared not be careless. He quickly drew his sword to meet the attack, their weapons clashing with a clanging sound.

”This is bad, we need to find a way to stop him.” Gao Zhou whispered to Bai Ruozhu, ”That last move by Mo Beishan carried fierce evil energy, which is probably his signature killing technique, and it triggered Achun’s own evil energy.”

Bai Ruozhu bit her lip, also sensing the murderous intent in Achun’s swordplay, far more ruthless than usual. She was anxious, ”What should we do? It’s not easy to stop the two right now.”

Gao Zhou furrowed his brows deeply, ”This won’t do. If he’s controlled by the evil energy within, he’ll gradually become irritable, ruthless, and even murderous. If it gets worse, he might completely lose consciousness, with only the thought of killing in his mind.”

He sighed and continued, ”Plus, he grew up in the Directorate of Imperial Envoys, learning all killing techniques, often stained with blood, making it easier to trigger the evil energy. How about you pretend to faint? He cares about you the most; if you pass out, he’ll surely stop fighting to check on you, which might bring him back to his senses.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Ruozhu didn’t hesitate. She hummed softly and collapsed to the ground. Gao Zhou quickly caught her and then shouted, ”Oh no, Ruozhu fainted!”

He was about to call for a doctor, remembering just in time that he was the Doctor Saint himself, avoiding unnecessary exposure.

By then, Mo Beishan was on the defensive, continuously parrying, and when Jiang Yichun saw Bai Ruozhu fall, he rushed toward her without bothering about Mo Beishan.

Mo Beishan breathed a big sigh of relief and followed them over.

Gao Zhou pressed a few acupuncture points on Bai Ruozhu, and she feigned waking up weakly, looking towards Jiang Yichun, ”Achun, don’t fight. I’m scared...”

The red glow in Jiang Yichun’s eyes gradually faded, and he looked at Bai Ruozhu apologetically, ”I won’t fight anymore. I was too impulsive.”

Mo Beishan stepped forward, cupping his fists, ”This brother’s swordsmanship is superb; I am in complete admiration. Forgive my imprudence today, which caused your esteemed wife to faint. May I invite you all to my residence as guests to offer my apology?”

Bai Ruozhu glanced at Gao Zhou to see what he thought, and Gao Zhou nodded, ”Since Young Master Mo is so sincere, we won’t stand on ceremony.”

Jiang Yichun didn’t help Bai Ruozhu up; it was Jiao Ling who assisted her, which caused others to think, but Jiao Ling and the others were just afraid Jiang Yichun might harm Bai Ruozhu as his evil energy had grown stronger.

”Let’s stop for a brief rest and let Achun adjust,” Gao Zhou whispered to Bai Ruozhu.

Bai Ruozhu nodded; she also thought so but wondered if the Mo Family was reliable, hoping nothing unexpected would happen.

The Mo Family’s mansion was spacious. Mo Beishan enthusiastically arranged accommodations for everyone, and when it came to Bai Ruozhu and her husband, he asked curiously, ”Why aren’t Brother Jiang and sister-in-law staying together?”

Jiang Yichun’s face was solemn, ”I was recently sabotaged by a treacherous person and now carry evil energy. My wife is pregnant, and I’m afraid it might affect her and the child.”

Mo Beishan showed a look of sudden realization, ”No wonder your moves earlier were so fierce, and...”

He hesitated, laughed awkwardly, and said, ”I spoke too much. I hope Brother Jiang rids himself of the evil energy soon.”

Jiang Yichun nodded faintly, and Mo Beishan cupped his fists and withdrew.

At dinner time, Mo Beishan hosted a banquet at his home to entertain Bai Ruozhu and her group. He was humble and enthusiastic, making everyone develop a fond feeling towards him.

Only Chu Hai was sullen, and Yingtong likewise didn’t like Mo Beishan. However, Mo Beishan looked at Yingtong with burning eyes, seemingly fond of such a fiery-tempered woman.

Unfortunately, unrequited love, the flower had already chosen its master, and even a pearl was secretly formed.

”I acted rashly today, let me first toast everyone to apologize.” Mo Beishan lifted his wine cup and downed it.

The others also raised their cups, but Bai Ruozhu and Yingtong only drank juice.

”I’m feeling really bored being cooped up in this place, so I wanted to find someone to spar with. I didn’t think I’d hit an iron plate today, but now I understand my father’s words: there’s always someone better out there, a mountain beyond a mountain.” Mo Beishan laughed heartily.

Yingtong suddenly stood up, ”So you’re not looking to marry me? That’s good. I’m only marrying Achai. If you have any unwarranted thoughts, it’s in vain, so don’t waste your time!”

Not far from her, Chu Hai blushed slightly, his gaze filled with tenderness as he looked at her. He loved her straightforwardness, her complete dedication.

Mo Beishan wasn’t upset; his eyes shone even brighter as he looked at Yingtong, ”The princess is indeed straightforward. I admire that. Even if you have no interest in me, we can still be friends, as long as you don’t make me angry anymore.”

Bai Ruozhu felt Mo Beishan’s interest in Yingtong growing, thinking of privately reminding Yingtong.

Little did she know that naive Yingtong was happy to hear it, saying, ”If you have no ulterior motives, we can certainly be friends.”

Mo Beishan’s smile grew broader, clearly plotting to slowly dig at the wall.

The banquet lasted for two hours, host and guests enjoying themselves, before everyone retired to their rooms to rest.

Mo Beishan drank quite a bit with Jiang Yichun, and they even started calling each other brothers.

”Brother Jiang, let’s discuss that move. I always feel it’s lacking in strength. Can you give me some pointers?” Mo Beishan said, pulling Jiang Yichun into the courtyard to practice.