Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 655 - 78: The Duck Cooked by the Old Lady Flew Away

"You’re saying your brother isn’t coming back this week?"

After spending the whole day on the weekend managing business and shopping, Li Mumu returned to school and didn’t see Wang Yunxiao. Then she heard such explosive news from Little Gourd.

"Is he dropping out of school?"

Little Gourd hemmed and hawed, unable to speak clearly, but judging from the subtle expression on her face, there was likely some unspeakable secret.

Dropping out to work and earn money for a suit? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Truly inspirational.

After dinner, Li Mumu hugged her books and returned to her dormitory, leaving a message for Wang Yunxiao on her notebook.

Unexpectedly, there was no response from the other side.

Li Mumu didn’t care too much.

After all, she had her own things to do.

Kids to care for, books to read, and cultivation to work on.

In fact, she could now advance to become a "Moon Demon," just lacking an appropriate opportunity.

The cultivation methods of the Twelve Laws were very different from the online Cultivation techniques she used to read about.

It’s not as simple as grinding to max level and then preparing materials to ding and level up.

The entire Twelve Laws cultivation system is built upon the big backdrop of the Temporal Tide’s oscillation.

What’s cultivated is not the body, nor the heart, but the mind.

It’s cognition.

A person’s cognition is very easily shaken.

Mouthing off about sticking to one game until server shutdown, one might find oneself whisked away by a new love within a couple of days, casting aside one’s own sworn vows.

When one’s cultivation on the Righteous Path reaches a certain extent, their conviction starts to waver, and strength decreases instead of increasing.

It’s like the waifus in gacha games; most people actually enjoy the process of pulling for them. Once they get them, they grow tired of them after a couple of days.

When Li Mumu first started cultivating the Demon Dharma Gate, she was very nervous.

On one hand, thinking wow, so cool! On the other hand, considering that this Dharma Gate sounded somewhat unserious, it could easily create misunderstandings if mentioned, making one prone to being labeled a villain.

But now, she couldn’t care less.

The world is too complicated, filled with Evil Spirits – whatever will be, will be.

Once a unique mindset begins to change, the progress of cultivation also falls into stagnation.

Only when she can consolidate her cognition again, will she be able to ascend to the next level.

Li Mumu wasn’t in a rush; she had too many options. If one path doesn’t work out, switch to another. Be it the Guiding Bodhisattva’s legacy, or the Witch’s String Theory, or the Heretical Cultivation Technique of Chess Herald she picked up, all require a lot of time.

A person only secretes the hormones that urge reproduction when they meet their basic survival needs and have nothing better to do.

Perhaps it’s your brain figuring you’re such a waste that aside from contributing to the continuity of your species, you’re otherwise useless.

Li Mumu plunged into the sea of knowledge, completely pushing Wang Yunxiao to the back of her mind.

It was not until Monday’s class, while sitting bored in the classroom and turning back to see the empty seats behind her, that she remembered – damn, this guy couldn’t have died out there, could he?

She took out her notebook and saw a reply from Wang Yunxiao.

"I won’t be back at school this week, I’ve already asked for leave from the principal. All is well, no need to worry?"

I worry about your mom’s big chicken claw!

Li Mumu frowned, thought for a while, and wrote: "Where did you go?"

This time, Wang Yunxiao replied quickly: "Making money."

"Making money to buy a suit?"

"I’ve already got the suit."

Li Mumu took a deep breath.

Though she didn’t know why, she felt a bit annoyed.

"Wang Yunxiao, don’t tell me you think for charity auctions you only need to wear a suit?"

"What else is needed?"

"Leather shoes, a tie..."

"I have those!"

Did you rob a bank or something?

Li Mumu snorted and continued to inquire.

"What about a female companion?"

"I have one too."

You too?

You just casually throw at me a "I have one too?"

Hiss... sigh...

Take a deep breath, feeling a bit of chest pain.

"Who is it?"

"You know her, my wife."

Li Mumu pressed her temple and closed her eyes.

She finally realized that this bastard was deliberately trying to piss her off.

I, Li Mumu, will not be outdone by anyone. How could I possibly allow you to disrupt my rhythm at such a time?

You want to play, huh!

Then let me show you the tea art skills I’ve diligently practiced over the years!

"So it’s Miss He, a fitting match indeed. And here I thought you might invite me."

"Li Mumu, did you forget to take your medicine again today? Haven’t I invited you? Don’t you remember?"

"A true gentleman should invite someone three times."

"Wouldn’t one risk being accused of harassment and thrown into jail for that?"

"Haven’t you said that being in jail is just like being at home for you?"

"A man who treats jail like home doesn’t quite fit the image of a gentleman, does he?"

Alright, alright, so you respond to everything I say, huh!

Li Mumu’s eyes sparkled with anger, and she had to recite The Sutra of Guiding the Deceased to the Afterlife three times to completely calm down.

How could I possibly fancy a man like this?

Li Mumu, oh Li Mumu, you need to put things in perspective. A man like this isn’t worth getting angry over.

I might as well play along with him, but I must not develop real feelings.

After much contemplation, she wrote a sentence in her notebook.

"But I’ve already picked out a tailor shop for you; I wanted to see you in a suit."

A few seconds later, two words came in reply.

"Next time."

With a snap, Li Mumu broke the pencil in her hand.

"Next time there’s a chance, I will invite you very earnestly three times."

Hmph...

"I really can’t this time, I have pressing matters to attend to."

You?

What kind of pressing matters could you possibly have?

Li Mumu picked up the broken-off pencil tip.

"It’s just attending a charity auction; what pressing matters could there be?"

"Do you know what the Shen Family is auctioning off this time?"

Nonsense, I wrote the invitations.

"I don’t know, is it some high-end jewelry?"

"It’s the Imperial Jade Seal."

Hiss...

Li Mumu thought, man, you’re quite well-informed, aren’t you?

"The one with a chipped corner?"

"Right."

"Don’t tell me you’re going to spend money to buy that thing."

"Is that a problem?"

Is this a question of whether it’s problem? Do you even realize the nonsense you’re spouting!

Li Mumu held her forehead and sighed.

"Such a national treasure can’t be measured in monetary value, right?"

"Indeed, but some people want to take that object and make a fuss, cause some trouble."

???

Li Mumu instantly became alert.

"What do you know?"

"Have you heard of the Joshua People’s syndicate?"

"I’ve heard of it... but I’m not familiar with it."

"They want to use the Jade Seal to forge decrees from the past in order to seek legal status within the country."

Huh?

Li Mumu frowned slightly.

She was aware of this to some extent, but she didn’t have a clear understanding of it.

Wang Yunxiao, how did a loafer from the Jianghu World get entangled in such a complex affair?

What on earth is he stirring up out there?