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"Big brother, let's go around from the back. It'll be annoying if we meet adults again." Xiaobao pulled Mo Ziyun's sleeve and walked into a small forest.

Mo Ziyun also recognized this forest. Before the Third Elder, this forest had always been his playground, and through this forest was his home...

Home? His mother and father were also here... He had long since discovered that this was an illusion. No, it should be said that the trial of the secret realm itself was an illusion. Such a secret realm was rarely seen, and he had only heard of it before. There was only one way to pass through this secret realm, and that was to obtain the inheritance. Only when someone obtained the inheritance would the secret realm let everyone out.

If no one ever passed through, then the person inside would forever be trapped in the secret realm.

"Godfather, I'm back!" Xiaobao smiled and threw himself into the arms of a middle-aged man, rubbing against him in satisfaction.

Mo Ziyun stood stiffly in place. Although he was prepared, this was different from seeing it with his own eyes. The person Xiaobao called godfather was his father.

"Good boy." The man rubbed Xiaobao's head. "Your dad is looking for you everywhere. Stop being wild and go back."

"Is dad looking for me?" Xiaobao stood up and pointed at Mo Ziyun, "Alright then, I'll go back first. Godfather, I brought a big brother back. There's no place for big brother to live in my house. Can big brother live in your house?"

Only then did Papa Mo notice that there was another person behind Xiaobao. He looked Mo Ziyun up and down and nodded in agreement, "Sure, your Brother Mo was taken away by the Great Immortal. His room is still empty."

"I knew Godfather was the best!" Xiaobao kissed Papa Mo on the cheek. "Then I'll be leaving. Godfather, goodbye, big brother!" He waved his hand and walked away.

"This child..." Papa Mo smiled dotingly and then said to Mo Ziyun, "Don't stand there. Come in quickly. Our village is still quite remote. Are you lost?"

"Uh... Sorry to bother you, Uncle." Mo Ziyun walked in as if nothing had happened. No one saw his hand trembling slightly. Even though he knew this was an illusion, he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

"It's fine, it's fine." Papa Mo led Mo Ziyun to a room. The things inside were neatly arranged. Although they were shabby, they were clean. "You can stay here. I'll go to the fields to pick some vegetables. At noon, you must eat as much as you want!"

Papa Mo patted Mo Ziyun's shoulder and laughed as he walked out of the room.

Mo Ziyun watched Papa Mo leave until he could no longer see anyone. Only then did he focus his attention on the room. This was his room to begin with, and it was exactly the same as he remembered.

Sigh... He sighed, walked over to the bed and sat down. What exactly was this secret realm trying to do? Mo Ziyun released his divine sense and looked around for a hundred miles. He tried to break the secret realm, but to no avail.

Then he could only watch the development of the secret realm. After Mo Ziyun thought it through, he no longer hesitated and sat down cross-legged to meditate. The Spiritual Energy here was dozens of times denser than the outside world, so it would be a waste not to use it.

It was close to noon when footsteps sounded. Mo Ziyun stopped cultivating, and sure enough, not long after, he saw Papa Mo's figure at the door.

"Did I disturb your rest?" Papa Mo said, "But since you're awake, you can sleep later. Your aunt is already cooking. I'm not bragging, but your aunt's cooking is superb!"

He had already forgotten how his mother's cooking felt.

"That would be troublesome."

Papa Mo smiled and said that it was not troublesome. He walked towards the courtyard with Mo Ziyun following closely behind.

Papa Mo brought Mo Ziyun to the table and sat down. He took two bottles of wine from somewhere and handed one to Mo Ziyun. He put the bottle on and took a sip.

As soon as the wine was drunk, the chatterbox opened.

"Let me tell you. I have a son. He is naughty. He can't stay still all of a sudden. He goes out every day." As he spoke, Papa Mo took another sip of wine, "However, a few days ago, a great deity came to our village. He took a fancy to my son and wanted to take him as his disciple."