Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1775
Chapter 1775: Chapter 1755: Little Xiyan Calls for Mother_1 Chapter 1775: Chapter 1755: Little Xiyan Calls for Mother_1 “The old man definitely won't be willing,”
Little Kingfisher thought with its claws, conjuring an image of Old Man Lai shaking his head vehemently, looking extremely resistant.
Understanding dawned on Lin Qingluo. “If he doesn't want a spiritual body, he'll have to find a suitable physical body.”
“But we can't seize someone's body and harm their lives,”
Shibao shrugged, looking helpless. “Looking for a suitable body is difficult.”
“However difficult, we still have to find it, and quickly at that,”
Lin Qingluo planned, “Can Hun wandering the mortal world is bound to attract Ghost Envoys. Cang Xun has suffered a loss this time and is sure to bear a grudge. He might be stomping his feet in the Ghost Realm right now, scratching his head to come up with a plan for revenge.”
“Actually, finding a suitable body isn't too hard,”
Little Kingfisher rotated its eyes, suggesting to its master, “The prisons in Longyan City hold many prisoners guilty of heinous crimes. You can inform City Lord Mu about this and let him handle it.”
“You're the smart one, thinking so quickly.”
Upon hearing these words, Lin Qingluo's eyes filled with joy. “How could I have forgotten him? There's nothing more suitable than having him get involved in this.”
Little Kingfisher, a hint of pride in its demeanour, continued with its suggestion. “Old Lady Zou has already advanced to the Soul-Wandering Stage, and she could become a guest elder at the City Lord's Mansion or take a position in the guard team. City Lord Mu could also help resolve her identity token–an effortless act that would be hitting two birds with one stone.”
“Sounds good, let's proceed as such.”
Lin Qingluo's eyes gleamed, readily agreeing.
Once the master-bird duo had settled the matter, they returned to the Lin Residence. Without wasting any time, Lin Qingluo, accompanied by the souls of Old Lady Zou and Old Man Lai, began to rush toward the City Lord's Mansion overnight.
And as Little Kingfisher predicted, City Lord Mu handled the matter effortlessly.
Old Lady Zou was appointed as a guest elder, and the soul of Old Man Lai was fused with a condemned prisoner's body, allowing him a fresh start in the Spirit Realm.
City Lord Mu resolved the identity tokens for both of them. Grateful, they decided to settle down in Longyan City.
*
Half a month later, at the Lin Residence.
Upon receiving a message from True Master Guang Chen, Lin Qingluo's brows furrowed, her mood sinking and her expression turning grave.
“Sister, is there no news from master yet?”
Just at that moment, Mu Fan was in the Drunken Frost Residence along with the two babies. He noticed his sister's gloomy mood and looked over in concern.
“There isn't.”
Lin Qingluo felt discouraged. “Guang Chen has reached out to all the cultivation sects on the Lingyu Continent, both big and small without leaving any out, but no one has seen them.”
“Maybe they just haven't emerged from their seclusion.”
Mu Fan conjectured in his heart, “Now that you have gained great reputation and fame that echoed throughout the Spirit Realm, Master and the others would surely come looking for you in the Immortal Palace when they hear the news.”
“I hope so.”
Lin Qingluo's eyes brimmed with hope. “I wish for their safety and smooth journey, without encountering any dangerous or irreparable incidents.”
“You're worried about Master.”
Mu Fan's eyes sparkled as he approached his sister with Little Xiyan in his arms and suggested, “Instead of waiting in anxiety, why not go out to the Fallen Gods Mountain Range yourself and search for them?”
“You want to go?”
Lin Qingluo smiled. With a single glance, she saw through his scheme.
“Yes.”
Mu Fan's ears flushed red, and he touched his nose without denying.
“Mom.”
Little Xiyan, who had been listening to the adults' conversation, grasped what her father meant. After smacking her lips a few times, she clearly said the word “Mom.”
“Ah, my sweet baby,”
Upon hearing the soft, tender word, Lin Qingluo's heart melted. She was so thrilled it felt as though she could fly.
Chapter end
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