It was not until Qin Xuan had left that Mo Zhengfeng and the other two withdrew their gazes and looked at each other in silence.
"Xiao Yi!"
Mo Zhengfeng suddenly spoke and said, "Do we still have any properties of the Mo family in Jing Shui City?"
Mo Yunyi was startled for a moment, then quickly replied, "There are still a few."
"Transfer all these properties to Mr. Qin!" Mo Zhengfeng said slowly, "Also, the key to this villa should be given to Mr. Qin tomorrow!"
"Grandpa!"
Mo Qinglian exclaimed, covering her pink lips lightly with her hand.
The "Pearl of Jing Shui" was worth over thirty million yuan, nearly forty million yuan.
The value was one thing, but this was the residence of the Mo family in Jing Shui City. How could they give it to that young man?
Moreover, with the addition of the several properties of the Mo family in Jing Shui City, this time, Mo Zhengfeng was giving away hundreds of millions of assets.
Although these assets might not mean much to the Mo family, giving them away for nothing like this...
Mo Zhengfeng smiled and stroked Mo Qinglian's head, looking down at the Mingxin Lake with a profound look in his eyes.
"Qinglian, do you know what an internal energy martial artist represents?"
Mo Qinglian said, "A martial arts master, the foundation of a noble family!"
An internal energy martial artist was already considered a rare master in the martial arts world, like her grandfather Mo Zhengfeng. If Mo Zhengfeng hadn't been an internal energy martial artist, it would have been impossible for him to support such a large Mo family.
This was the real foundation of a noble family. Some people might have hundreds of millions of assets, but without a master to protect them, their lives would be in danger at any time, and their vast wealth could be taken over by others at any moment.
"Then do you know what an inner force martial artist represents?"
Mo Zhengfeng smiled, and his eyes became deeper.
"A martial arts grandmaster, capable of dominating a region, sweeping across a province, founding a sect, and being respected by thousands of people!" Mo Qinglian continued. She was a bit confused and didn't understand what Mo Zhengfeng meant.
"What if our Mo family's Ling Shui Art was complete and without flaws?"
Mo Zhengfeng smiled, with a glint of light flashing in his eyes. A wisp of ambition burned in his eyes, as if he had become ten years younger.
"Let me tell you!"
"If the Ling Shui Art was complete, I would surely be able to condense inner force in my lifetime and become a martial arts grandmaster. Moreover, anyone in the Mo family with talent would have the hope of condensing inner force in their lifetime." Mo Zhengfeng's voice was extremely solemn as he said, "You should remember that a martial arts master can only live for a hundred years at most, while a martial arts grandmaster can protect a clan and keep it standing firm for two hundred years."
"If Mr. Qin can complete the Ling Shui Art, not to mention these hundreds of millions of assets, even if it were a billion yuan, what would that be?"
Mo Qinglian suddenly realized it, and her pretty face was filled with extreme shock.
A martial arts grandmaster was like a dragon and elephant among all living beings, respected by thousands of people.
She finally understood why Mo Zhengfeng had done that.
As just mentioned, hundreds of millions of assets were as light as a feather compared to a complete Ling Shui Art.
If Mo Zhengfeng could condense inner force with this opportunity, who in the Linhai area would dare to provoke the Mo family?
At the Mingxin Lake, Qin Xuan found a secluded place and quietly cultivated.
Time passed, and the bright sun was high in the sky. One cultivation session lasted for several hours.
Although the change in the spiritual power within his body was not obvious, Qin Xuan was not in the least bit impatient. The path of cultivation was not something that could be achieved overnight. It required years of accumulation, like water constantly dripping wearing away the stone, before one could seek that ethereal path of immortality.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's ears twitched slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.
"Mr. Qin!" Mo Yunyi walked over, looking respectful.
"What's the matter?" Qin Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he was a bit displeased in his heart.
He didn't like being disturbed during his cultivation. Unfortunately, this was the Mingxin Lake. If he had a residence nearby, he wouldn't be so passive.
Seeming to sense Qin Xuan's displeasure, a bead of cold sweat appeared on Mo Yunyi's forehead.
"This is what Elder Mo asked me to give to you, Mr. Qin!" Mo Yunyi summoned up his courage, forced a smile, and handed a document and a key to Qin Xuan.
"What's this?"
Qin Xuan was startled and a bit surprised.
"These are the transfer procedures for the Gathering Cloud Pavilion, the Water-containing Pavilion, the TK Bar, and some other properties," Mo Yunyi said in a low voice. "And the key to the 'Pearl of Jing Shui'."
"Oh!"
Qin Xuan nodded slightly and put these away, accepting them calmly.
Mo Yunyi carefully looked up and peeked at Qin Xuan. Finding that Qin Xuan's expression was calm and there was no unusual reaction, he couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart.
This was hundreds of millions of assets, yet Qin Xuan was so calm? Just this state of mind alone was probably not something ordinary people could possess.
"Alright, in that case, take me to have a look!" Qin Xuan said faintly.
How could the properties of the Mo family in Jing Shui City tempt him? He was the Green Emperor. Even the hundreds of millions of miles of territory in the Immortal Realm had once been under his feet, let alone these.
However, with these properties, Qin Xuan could have more financial resources. If he wanted to improve his realm as soon as possible, in China, money was indispensable.
"Sure, Mr. Qin, this way please!" Mo Yunyi showed a look of joy and quickly led the way for Qin Xuan.
This time, he didn't drive the Audi but a top-of-the-line BMW X6. The interior was made of soft materials, and it was very comfortable to sit in.
"Among these properties, which one is the most important?" Qin Xuan asked slowly.
"These properties are all managed by a collateral branch member named Mo Yunlong. Usually, he's at the Gathering Cloud Pavilion," Mo Yunyi answered honestly.
Mo Yunlong!?
Qin Xuan thought for a moment. He remembered this name. He was a famous big shot in Jing Shui City, involved in both legal and illegal affairs.
It was rumored that even high-ranking officials in the city didn't dare to provoke him at all. Once, a bureau chief offended him, and the next day, his body was found floating on the Mingxin Lake.
"Unexpectedly, it's him. No wonder!" Qin Xuan nodded slightly. Since he was from the Mo family, it was no wonder he could be so reckless.
All the way, Qin Xuan didn't say a word, and Mo Yunyi naturally didn't dare to disturb him.
Until they arrived downstairs at the Gathering Cloud Pavilion, Mo Yunyi said cautiously, "Mr. Qin, we're here!"
"Um!"
Qin Xuan nodded, got out of the car, and walked into the Gathering Cloud Pavilion with Mo Yunyi.
On the top floor of the Gathering Cloud Pavilion, in a luxurious office, a fierce-looking man with dragon tattoos on both arms was smoking. On either side of him were two pretty women gently massaging him.
"Brother Long, what on earth was the Mo family thinking? So many properties were just given to someone else?" One of the women said coquettishly, with a flirtatious look in her eyes.
"Humph, how would I know!" Mo Yunlong's face looked a bit gloomy. He had managed these properties for ten years, and now they were going to be given to an outsider for no reason. Who could be willing to accept this?
"Don't worry, baby. A young brat, I can easily get rid of him with a few tricks," Mo Yunlong said with a sneer, being intimate with the woman without any scruples.
"But... after all, it was Elder Mo who gave the order..." The woman said with a smile.
"Ouch!" The woman suddenly turned pale with pain as Mo Yunlong pinched her waist hard, his face as gloomy as water.
"I know that. I don't need you to remind me!"
Just as he finished speaking, a bald and burly man who was nearly two meters tall pushed the door open.
"Brother Long!" The burly man said respectfully.
"What's the matter?" Mo Yunlong looked unfriendly.
"Mo Yunyi is here, and he brought a young man with him!" The burly man quickly replied, looking very respectful towards Mo Yunlong.
He was Zhang Hu, a capable and fierce subordinate of Mo Yunlong. He had learned martial arts from a master since childhood. Later, he seriously injured someone when he came out of the mountains. Fortunately, he was saved by Mo Yunlong and had been following Mo Yunlong ever since.
"So soon?" Mo Yunlong was startled. Ignoring the two women beside him, he directly stood up and said, "Why don't you go and welcome them quickly?"
"Yes!" Zhang Hu was just about to turn around.
"No need. I'm already here!"
A faint voice rang out, and Mo Yunlong's expression changed slightly.
He saw a young man who was only seventeen or eighteen years old walking in front, followed respectfully by Mo Yunyi. They walked into the room one after another.