"Oh, you know about the New Human Plan too?"
Lin Mo asked in surprise.
"I graduated from the military academy and then went to work at the Sky Group, handling some internal clerical duties, but it's confidential, not something I can reveal casually." Sima Zining blinked playfully at him and stuck out her pink tongue, mischievous and lively.
Lin Mo looked frustrated.
"Alright, anyway, after the Spring Festival, Senior Fang should tell me about it." Lin Mo smiled and said, "Have you been working hard on the cultivation technique I taught you?"
"Yes, I've been cultivating, but the progress is slow. I can only sense a trace of the Spiritual Energy you mentioned." Sima Zining nodded.
"The beginning of myriad paths is always difficult. Once your body can absorb Spiritual Energy, the speed will accelerate." Lin Mo said.
A year ago, Lin Mo had taught Sima Zining some cultivation methods, but it is incredibly difficult for ordinary people to start cultivating slowly. As for Xia Mengdie, since she's in the Star Sect where Spiritual Energy is abundant, coupled with the Elixirs that Lin Mo provided, her cultivation speed advanced rapidly.
"It's just that in the past few years, I haven't cared for you enough." Lin Mo sighed, extending his arm to embrace Sima Zining's slender waist. Sima Zining's pretty face turned slightly red, her heartbeat quickened, and even her breathing became somewhat rapid, but her cheeks showed a happy smile as she gently rested her head on Lin Mo's shoulder.
"You have your own matters to attend to. I just don't want to become a burden to you. If you have time to spend with me, I'm already very happy." Sima Zining said softly.
The two stood by the river, the winter's cold wind meant nothing to them. Gazing at the wide, mirror-like river, the time and space seemed to freeze at that moment.
The Spring Festival is the most lively, grand, and meaningful festival of the year for the Huaxia people.
Lin Mo would bring Sima Zining and Xia Mengdie back to his hometown in Hong City to celebrate the New Year.
Now, the Lin Family has become so prominent, no longer the small family it once was. Nowadays, it's renowned even nationwide. This, of course, was due to Lin Mo's efforts, elevating the small family in Hong City to one of the top-ranking families in the country, truly a legend in Huaxia.
What surprised or delighted Lin Mo was that three years ago, he imparted some Martial Arts methods to the juniors of the Lin Family, and unexpectedly, Lin Fang was the first to become a Martial Arts God.
Ten days went by in a flash.
Lin Mo also left Hong City, but Xia Mengdie wanted to stay in the Tianmei Group. As she said, she wished to remain in the mundane world and strive in the business sea, not wanting to become a mere small woman.
"Fine, focus on operating the company, but don't neglect your cultivation." Lin Mo said helplessly.
"Thank you, hubby."
Xia Mengdie smiled like a blooming flower, shyly pecking him on the cheek.
Simultaneously, Sima Zining also left Jiangnan. There was still much work to handle at the Sky Group, needing her immediate return.
Lin Mo understood that both of his beloveds were not ordinary women. If both were to stay by his side, they might not be happy.
Xia Mengdie's dream was to run her own company, creating legendary achievements in the business world, whereas Sima Zining's dream was to work at the Military Department, fulfilling her aspirations.
"Well, I should head to Jiangzhou as well."
A azure Flying Sword floated in the air. Lin Mo leaped onto the sword, transforming into a streak of azure Flowing Light, and disappeared into the horizon.
Jiangzhou.
Song Dynasty Club.
A classical-style leisure club housed within a private room on the second floor.
Two young girls dressed in traditional ancient-style Bixia Luo dresses knelt on the carpet, softly massaging the feet of a man.
"Brother, I know, don't worry, I won't act foolishly." Sitting inside the private room was a man in a suit. After hanging up the phone, he tossed the phone onto the sofa, sneering, "My brother is really annoying, calling me for no reason. I'm determined to have that Zhang Family girl. What can they do to me, Luo Shaoshou?"
"What Mr. Luo said is absolutely right. With the Commander of Nine Gates dead, Jiangzhou is Mr. Luo's domain. If that girl doesn't know what's good for her..." said a sharp-nosed and cunning man with a sneer.
"Hmph? Any woman I, Luo Shaoshou, want will naturally comply. I disdain using underhanded methods." Luo Shaoshou snorted coldly.
"Yes, Mr. Luo. Only someone like me would think otherwise. How could Mr. Luo, a master from a noble family, be like us?" The sharp-nosed man said hurriedly.
"Good that you know. Recently, I need to negotiate with Die Mo Pharmaceutical, so I don't have time for this. You better keep an eye on it for me."
Luo Shaoshou said, gesturing with his fingers, prompting a bodyguard to immediately present a box of exquisitely packaged cigars, placing it between his index and middle fingers.
"Yes, Mr. Luo. But Mr. Luo, what capability does this Die Mo Pharmaceutical have? With the Luo Family's power, bringing them down should be easy." The sharp-nosed man frowned and asked.
Luo Shaoshou exhaled smoke and said, "What do you know? If Die Mo Pharmaceutical were easy to take down, I wouldn't have to personally negotiate with them. However, if the people at Die Mo Pharmaceutical don't know their place, I don't mind showing them the consequences and letting them taste my methods."
"Absolutely, Mr. Luo, they should be shown what's what."
A look of flattery and obsequiousness appeared on the sharp-nosed man's face.
Jiangzhou.
In a secluded courtyard on Ancient Town Street, a figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard, gradually solidifying into a young man with neat black hair dressed casually.
"Lin Mo." Zhang Huan was watering the plants in the Medicine Garden, and upon seeing Lin Mo appear in the courtyard, he showed a bright smile.
"Hmm." Lin Mo nodded and asked, "Where's Mrs. Zhang?"
"My grandmother went to the medical pavilion and hasn't come back yet." Zhang Huan said with a smile.
Since Mr. Zhang's passing, the Zhang Family has declined sharply, and members of the Zhang Family lineage have been in conflict over assets and interests, causing much chaos.
Zhang Huan lived with his grandmother, and his mood had been quite poor during this time. Only upon seeing Lin Mo did a long-lost smile return to his face.
"By the way, I'd like to visit Mr. Zhang's grave."
Lin Mo said directly.
"Okay, I'll take you there." Zhang Huan nodded. Hearing her grandfather's name, a trace of sadness appeared on the young girl's face, but it quickly faded, her demeanor restored with a radiant smile.
Lin Mo took Zhang Huan's arm, formed a spell, and they soared into the sky, flying toward South City like riding the wind and waves.
"Ah..."
Zhang Huan glanced down, her face turning pale with fright.
"Don't worry, with me here, you won't fall."
Lin Mo smiled.