The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Mo Luyi, contrary to her usual style, didn't rush on her journey. She took her time, leisurely enjoying this rare moment of leisure. Although she had to wear the veil to conceal her features, she felt like savoring the bustle of the world, having spent so little time there.

After a full month, Mo Luyi finally arrived in Tianqi City. It was nearly noon, the sun high in the sky, and the sunlight cast patches of golden light on the bluestone pavement. Mo Luyi strolled into the carved cottage and slowly sat down in a window seat.

When the food and wine were served, she savored the delicious food and wine while pricking up her ears, listening with interest to the conversations of the people around her.

Suddenly, a flurry of discussion caught her attention. It turned out that everyone was discussing the upcoming academy exam. Rumor had it that Qianjintai, the largest gambling house in Tianqi City, had launched a new gambling game, with the bets set on who would be the lucky winner of the exam and become Li Changsheng's last disciple.

Baili Dongjun, brought back by the young master himself, was originally the favorite. But yesterday, he failed to even notice a peach thrown at him by an outer court disciple, resulting in it hitting him hard on the head. Once word of this incident spread, it instantly caused an uproar, causing Baili Dongjun's odds in the Qianjintai gambling game to plummet like a roller coaster, from 1 to 1 to 1,000!

Mo Luyi sat quietly by the side, her ears filled with the lively discussions of the people around her. These voices poured into her ears like a tide, and one topic piqued her great interest - odds!

She thought to herself, "With odds this good, I'd be at a loss if I didn't bet." Without hesitation, Mo Luyi stood up and walked towards the bank with light steps.

Mo Lvyi arrived at the bank shortly after. She pulled out a receipt and handed it to the bank clerk. The clerk carefully checked it and then respectfully handed a thick stack of banknotes to Mo Lvyi.

Mo Luyi took the two hundred thousand taels of silver note, feeling its heavy weight, and a smile played on her lips. With the silver note in her arms, she slowly hurried to the gambling scene. At this moment, the gambling was in full swing.

Mo Luyi walked to the betting area and without hesitation placed all of her 200,000 taels of silver on Baili Dongjun. This move immediately attracted the attention of those around her, who began to whisper and discuss the situation.

"Who is this woman? How can she be so bold as to bet so much silver at once?" someone asked curiously.

"Looking at her, she's probably hired by Baili Dongjun. Otherwise, who would be so stupid as to bet so much money at once and wear a veil? Isn't she afraid of being recognized?" another person echoed.

Indeed, in the eyes of others, although these two hundred thousand taels are not a small amount, they are not considered a huge fortune in the prosperous Tianqi City. It is not much for Mo Luyi either. She has been in charge of Xueyue City for many years, which has greatly developed the economy of Xueyue City. Therefore, she herself is not short of money. It is just that if you have money but don't make money, you are a bastard. Besides, this is still within the acceptable range for others.

However, it seems that her nephew Wang Yihang from Wangcheng Mountain will also come to the school exam. Thinking of this, Mo Luyi suddenly remembered that little Zhao Yuzhen is ten years old now. After finishing the things here, she will go to pick him up and go together.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yuzhen was asking Wang Yihang at Wangcheng Mountain, "Brother, is it fun down the mountain?"

Wang Yihang looked at him and smiled dotingly: "Not bad, with good wine and beautiful women, let me stay for a few days."

Zhao Yuzhen was very envious when she saw this: "I also want to go down the mountain to play." Then she lowered her head in disappointment.

Seeing him so comforting, Wang Yixing said, "Master said that you can go down the mountain with her when Junior Martial Uncle comes to pick you up. I believe Junior Martial Uncle will come to pick you up soon."

Then he handed him the sword he had snatched from the sword forest and said, "Look, what gift did my senior brother bring you."

Zhao Yuzhen saw that Jian had also put away his thoughts and took the sword: "Sword."

"This is not an ordinary sword. It was forged from the embryo of the Xuanyang Sword left by the Kunlun Sword Immortal. It is the warmest sword in the world. If you bury this sword underground, the whole yard will be like spring all year round. You should refine the Lihuo Jue better, and then it won't be difficult to eat peaches in winter." Wang Yixing explained while looking at the sword in Zhao Yuzhen's hand.

Zhao Yuzhen touched the sword and asked, "What is this sword called now?"

Wang Yixing: "God of Fire."

Zhao Yuzhen: "That's really hard to hear." He then used his skills to merge it with his peach wood sword. His nephew and senior brother were stunned.

At this time, Lu Suzhen came: "Yihang, you are back?"

When only Lü Suzhen and Wang Yixing were left, Wang Yixing said to Lü Suzhen, "Master, Junior Brother has mentioned going down the mountain again."

Lu Suzhen: "When Xiao Yuzhen was born, I read his fortune. Whether it was the mountain sect's secret method or swordsmanship, he would be the best in Wangcheng Mountain for a hundred years, except for your junior master's uncle. Your junior master's fate was extremely noble, but her final destination was not Wangcheng Mountain."

Wang Yixing: "Little Master should be with her husband in the end."

Lu Suzhen: "But she is already in her thirties and hasn't found a partner yet."

Wang Yixing saw that his master had started nagging about his junior uncle not getting married again, so he quickly changed the subject: "Master, what about my junior brother..."

Lu Suzhen returned to the original topic: "For Yuzhen, there are gains and losses. He was supposed to stay in Wangcheng Mountain for the rest of his life. If he left the mountain, disaster would come. He refused to accept his fate. He always believed that human life can change the fate of heaven. But fortunately, there is your junior uncle. Her fate can suppress Yuzhen's fate. So this is why if Yuzhen wants to go down the mountain, he must wait for your junior uncle to come back and pick him up."

Wang Yixing was a little worried when he thought about how long it had been since Junior Master came back. "But Junior Master hasn't been back for a long time, and now we don't know where she is. Who knows when she'll be back? Is there really no other way? If she can't see the world, how can she see herself?"

Lu Suzhen: "If there is any, let me, the master, think about it, and don't interfere."

Wang Yixing: "Okay, you old man likes to take everything on yourself. If there is nothing else, I will go back first. I haven't taken a shower on the way here, and my body is so itchy." He scratched his body while saying that, and planned to go back to take a shower.