Chapter 39: The Pursuit (2/2)
Mo Wuji signalled Mo Xiangtong to pull Jing Lengbei up and said, ”You can rest assure that I will definitely do so.”
Having said that, he looked at Mo Xiangtong and asked, ”Do you know the origins of the new Northern Qin Prefecture Lord from the Ju Clan?”
”After Ju Xufeng got assassinated, Ju Xuhuo took over. His sister, Ju Caiyun, was the Cheng Yu State Lord Situ Qian's favourite concubine. But I heard that Situ Qian has a new favourite concubine and Ju Caiyin has gone out of favour...”
Mo Xiangtong only said a few sentences, but Mo Wuji completely understood the gist of the entire issue. No wonder the Mo Clan lost the Northern Qin Prefecture throne. Situ Qian that old fox, I will deal with you someday.
At the same time, Mo Wuji understood why he was lucky enough to escape Situ Qian's chopping knife. It was probably because Ju Caiyun had gone out of favour. Since she had gone out of favour, Situ Qian naturally wouldn't care about the issues regarding the Northern Qin Prefecture. By the time the new Prefecture Lord Ju Xuhuo heard about Mo Wuji, it was already too late. Mo Wuji was sure that if he had stayed in Rao Zhou for a little longer, he would have met with disaster.
But then, who was the one who wanted to poison him?
”Let's hurry before we miss the opportunity,” Mo Wuji put those thoughts aside and said. He knew that Tuo Baqi had sent people to kill that obese salesman. It's best if Zhenyi and him could be the lucky third party. [1]
...
Even though it was already dusk, the seaside was still bustling and full of life. Mo Wuji, Yuan Zhenyi, Aunt Eleven, Jing Lengbei and Mo Xiangtong each held a horse and walked within the crowd. No one even cared about them.
”Just right, that guy's leaving. Wow, he actually has quite a few guards,” Yuan Zhenyi looked at a faraway horse carriage and laughed.
After the horse carriage left the crowd of people, Yuan Zhenyi immediately said, ”Come, let's catch up to them.”
Mo Wuji stopped Yuan Zhenyi, ”Zhenyi, wait. Tuo Baqi already sent men to follow him. We just need to wait and be the lucky third party.”
”Ha Ha...” Yuan Zhenyu laughed. ”That guy is really looking for death. He is so bold to leave this safe place just because he thinks that he has enough guards. He's simply looking forward to his next life.”
Mo Wuji laughed coldly, ”He's not looking forward to his next life; he's just looking forward to earn a bit of money. In two days, the ship for the Spring Immortal's Conference will arrive. He wants to seize these two days to sell more female slaves. I'm sure, if nothing happens to him, he will be back tomorrow. This is what a greedy man would do.”
If this obese salesman was contented with the money he made, and only left
after the ship has sailed off, he would continue living his fat, hedonistic life. Even if Mo Wuji wanted to kill him, he would not waste his chance to go to the royal capital just to do that.
Sure enough, it did not take long before Mo Wuji saw Jia Jing bring two men to follow the obese salesman.
”We can go now,” Mo Wuji said after confirming that there was no one else.
...
After two hours, Yuan Zhenyi suddenly did a hand gesture, stopping the five's advance, ”Something's happening in front. Quickly gag your horses and walk carefully.”
Mo Wuji used his ears and listened hard. Only with great effort, did he manage to heard the sound of people fighting. He could not help but have a newfound admiration for Yuan Zhenyi.
”Wuji, we're in a windy place, and you've never cultivated before. You wouldn't be able to hear anything. It's okay to just follow Zhenyi,” Seeing Mo Wuji concentrating his ears, Aunt Eleven laughed and said.
Mo Wuji knew that Aunt Eleven was not lying. The reason why he could hear the fighting was because he had already opened a meridian.
[1] The original Chinese text is: 做渔翁. It is an adaptation of the idiom, 鹬蚌相争，渔翁得利. So... the stork and the clam fight, and they both end up getting heavily injured. Ultimately, it was a third party, the fisherman (渔翁) who gained from their fight.