22: physical amnesia

It was just mealtime when he left the Scripture Hall.

Mo Fan ran to the cafeteria to grab a bite, and by the time he returned home, it was completely dark.

Sitting in his chair, Mo Fan took out his phone, intending to call his daughter to let her know he was safe.

However, before he could even press the call button, his phone started ringing.

The incoming call was from his daughter, Mo Yingying.

"What a coincidence. Is this the bond of a Bloodline?"

The phone was bought during that shopping trip, and the SIM card was registered that same day using Mo Fan's ID.

Mo Fan smiled and pressed the button to answer the call.

A beep sounded.

Mo Yingying's concerned voice came through immediately from the other end.

"Dad, how are things over there? Are you settled in? When do you start work?"

Mo Fan smiled and replied, "I'm all settled in. My colleagues and supervisors are quite nice, the work environment is good, and the cafeteria food is delicious. I start work tomorrow, so you don't need to worry."

"As long as you're settled, that's fine. I'm doing great at home—watching TV, going shopping, and Cultivating for a bit when I get tired of playing. You don't need to worry about me either!" Mo Yingying said.

Mo Fan: "?"

Cultivating for a bit when tired of playing?

What kind of talk is that?

Damn it!

I don't want to hear it!

Mo Fan was stunned.

He was trying his hardest to Cultivate, yet even drawing Qi into his body was difficult!

His daughter just Cultivates casually, and her cultivation base skyrockets!

Shaking his head helplessly, Mo Fan thought for a moment, then spoke:

"You can't keep staying at home like this. How about I find a way to solve your identity issue and get you into a prep class or something?"

"Then next year, you can take the College Entrance Examination or the recruitment assessment for the Three Great Academies."

Hearing this, Mo Yingying was startled and quickly said:

"Oh, don't worry about that! I finally graduated after so much effort; I don't want to go back and take exams again!"

"So you're just going to stay holed up at home?" Mo Fan asked back.

"Isn't staying at home great? It doesn't stop me from getting stronger. When I've stayed home long enough to become invincible, I'll go out, save the world, tear gods apart with my bare hands, and be revered by thousands!" Mo Yingying said.

"You've been reading too many novels!" Mo Fan's face twitched, and he wanted to punch someone.

"Oh, Dad, don't be angry. I have my own life plan, don't worry too much about me!" Mo Yingying said loudly.

"Then what is your life plan? Stay at home watching shows for thirty years, then go out and tear gods apart?" Mo Fan rolled his eyes.

"Dad, you underestimate me! Who needs thirty years? I'll be invincible in three years at most!" Mo Yingying said seriously.

Mo Fan: "..."

You're insane!

Taking a deep breath, Mo Fan asked calmly, "Let me ask you something. Did your mom and I meet at Yuxu Academy?"

"Possibly..." Mo Yingying said.

"What do you mean by 'possibly'?" Mo Fan frowned.

"Uh, I'm not sure. You never told me anything about Mom, but you stayed at Yuxu Academy until you were thirty, so it's very likely you met her there!"

Hearing this, Mo Fan was taken aback.

Did he really stay at Yuxu Academy the whole time?

Then it really was possible they met at Yuxu Academy...

However, to give birth to a child with an Invincible Physique, the child's mother clearly couldn't be simple. At the very least, she couldn't just be a Utility Disciple, right?

When he becomes an Inner Sect Disciple and comes into contact with some Prodigies, perhaps he will encounter her...

Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt a strange sense of anticipation.

Just as Mo Fan was pondering, Mo Yingying's voice rang out.

"Alright, that's enough! The news is over! The show I'm following is about to start! Bye, Dad! I'll come see you in a few days when I have time!"

"Beep—"

With a beep, the call was disconnected.

Looking at the call ended screen, Mo Fan's face darkened.

Is this daughter of mine a bit rebellious?

...

Jiangcheng.

Blue Moon Residential Area.

Mo Yingying hung up the phone, staring unblinkingly at the TV screen, waiting in anticipation for the show to start.

Soon, she seemed to remember something and reached out to grab a delicately crafted Brocade Pouch with complex embroidery from the sofa.

Untying the string on the Brocade Pouch, a rich wave of Spirit energy immediately emanated from it.

Mo Yingying squinted her eyes, peeked into the Brocade Pouch, and clicked her tongue in amazement.

"Impressive. As expected of a B-rank wanted criminal. To have so many Spirit Stones saved up at just the Foundation Establishment Third Layer—"

Mo Yingying smiled.

This bag of Spirit Stones was something she had 'borrowed' from a B-rank wanted criminal about ten minutes ago.

It was quite a coincidence.

That she could run into something like this.

Yesterday, when she returned from the mall with Mo Fan, she heard a broadcast saying that a B-rank wanted criminal had escaped to Jiangcheng.

She hadn't paid attention to it at the time.

Jiangcheng was so big.

It couldn't be such a coincidence that she would run into him, right?

Then, while she was just going downstairs to take out the trash, she ran into him and was almost kidnapped!

Fortunately, she had awakened her divine body yesterday, and her cultivation base had instantly broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm. Her combat power was unparalleled, and she suppressed the bad guy with a wave of her hand.

To be safe, she even utilized the Physical Amnesia Method, picking up a rock and hitting the bad guy's head a few times, cracking it open!

She had carefully researched and practiced this!

As long as the force was controlled well and Spirit energy was used to stimulate the relevant acupoints on the head, the person wouldn't die and would exhibit symptoms of amnesia!

After doing all this, she quietly tied the bad guy under a street lamp to ensure he would be discovered in time by concerned citizens, who could then call the police.

While thinking about this, Mo Yingying tossed the Brocade Pouch she had 'looted' from the corpse in her hand.

"There are about thirty Spirit Stones.

"It's a pity this stuff is hard to trade, otherwise I'd be rich.

"My own Physique is special, so I don't need it—

"Forget it. I'll take it to Dad when I have time in a few days. He's still very weak right now; with Spirit Stones to assist him, his Cultivation efficiency should improve quite a bit."

Speaking of this, Mo Yingying focused her mind.

"Dad has a point. Staying at home all the time isn't a solution. Once I get bored of watching shows, I'll be done for..."

Resting her chin on her pale white hands, Mo Yingying began to think seriously.

"The identity issue is simple; that old man from the other day should be able to help.

"But, do I really have to repeat a year and take the martial arts exam again?

"Ugh, I almost got led astray by Dad!"

Mo Yingying rolled her eyes, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "Martial Arts University has strict age limits; repeating a year is useless. He wants me to go to a liberal arts university!

"Liberal arts university or whatever... I'd rather die than go!"

Mo Yingying shook her head like a rattle-drum.

But soon, she was in a dilemma again.

"If I can't go to Martial Arts University, then I can only do what Dad did and apply to be a Utility Disciple at the Three Great Academies?

"That's so boring, and I might not even get in—

"This is too hard, right? Do I really have to stay home watching shows? Stay home for thirty years and then go out to save the world?"

Mo Yingying looked up at the sky, speechless.

But soon, she seemed to think of something, and her eyes lit up.

"It seems possible!

"With my current strength, the chance of passing is high!

"Very well, in a few days, when my cultivation breaks through to the Foundation Establishment Second Level, I'll go check it out and bring the Spirit Stones to Dad while I'm at it!"

Having decided what to do, Mo Yingying became full of fighting spirit.

"It's also a perfect chance to test where the limits of my talent lie!"