Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 769 769: All Banquets Must Come to an End

Qin Yi originally planned to stay for four or five days and then leave, but eventually stayed for about a week.
In the following days, Qin Yi was not idle at all.
Though he was tortured to the point of agony by Qin Mu and Ning Tian, he gained a lot, with rapid improvements in his cultivation and array skills.
All good things come to an end.
Qin Yi had to leave.
"Take this with you." Qin Mu handed Qin Yi a triangular piece of metal.
"What is this?"
"A Break Array Stone. With this, you can freely enter and exit the Heavenly Rift."
Qin Yi took it, "Thanks a lot!"
"I hope the next time you come, you can take that Immortal Artifact with you." Qin Mu said with a smile.
Qin Yi suddenly broke into a wide grin, "Why bother going to all that trouble? Anyway, with your cultivation, you don't need that thing, why not just give it all to me?"
"A gentleman does not accept alms. If you want it, take it with your own skills." Qin Mu rejected Qin Yi without any hesitation, flashing his most brilliant smile.
Qin Yi muttered, "Stingy."
Ning Tian patted Qin Yi's shoulder, "Kid, I helped you deal with those people who entered the Heavenly Rift with you, you owe me one."
"What is it?" Qin Yi asked.
"The reason you guys could enter the Heavenly Rift, was it because of the five black small swords?"
Qin Yi nodded, curious, "How did you know?"
"Uh... don't worry about that. Next time you come in, bring those five small swords in for me."
"Alright, I promise you." Qin Yi agreed, then said, "By the way, I must remind you, don't kill the women who came in the Heavenly Rift with me this time, they're all friends."
"Friends?" Ning Tian looked ambiguous.
"Really just friends, I have a wife."
Ning Tian teased, "Alright! I'll take your word for it. Take care of yourself."
Qin Yi rolled his eyes dramatically.
"Old Qin, Old Ning, until we meet again."
Qin Mu nodded slightly, "Take care."
"Kid, now that you're suddenly leaving, I actually feel reluctant and a bit like crying. Lend me a shoulder to cry on, who will I bully once you leave?"
Qin Yi was originally touched, but at the latter part, his face was full of disdain, "I'll lend you a pair of wings so you can fly as far as you want."
"You two take care, until next time."
Qin Yi gave a slight bow.
Though Qin Mu and Ning Tian were not his masters, they taught him a lot.
Qin Mu said with a smile, "I'll see you out."
As he finished speaking, with a slight wave of his hand, the air around Qin Yi suddenly twisted, and in the next second, he disappeared from where he was standing.
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"Brother Qin, Brother Qin?"
At the foot of the Divine Mountain, Mo Wuji looked anxious and kept calling out.
Qin Yi had been enveloped by the golden light for almost ten or twenty minutes, without any response.
The gravity on this Golden Ladder was terrifying, they couldn't go up and were left in frustration.
Little did they know, while it seemed like ten or twenty minutes to them, Qin Yi had already experienced a week.
Just as everyone was gathering in confusion, the golden light on the two-hundredth step slowly withdrew.
Soon enough, the golden light completely faded away.
And Qin Yi's figure appeared, standing upright.
Mo Wuji and the others gaped, full of astonishment.
Previously, Qin Yi was crushed by the gravity to the point of incessant blood vomiting, his body covered in ruptured wounds, his upper shirt shredded into pieces, and he was pressed flat against the ground.
But now, he strolled casually as if taking a leisurely walk, without a hint of injury. The key thing is... under this dreadful pressure, he even had the mind to change his clothes?
Could it be... the gravity on the Golden Ladder had vanished?
Qin Yi glanced up at the Divine Mountain, showing a hint of reluctance.
Then, with a slight sigh, he reached out and effortlessly grabbed the silver pen, then began walking down the Golden Ladder step by step.
"Swoosh!"
A white light crashed directly into Qin Yi's arms, nuzzling Qin Yi's chin with its little head, licking Qin Yi's face with its pink little tongue.
Qin Yi stroked its little head.
Bai Ze cub, an Ancient Divine Beast.
What a delightful surprise.
Thinking of how he had rescued it from that forest patch earlier, and had thought of abandoning it several times, but eventually kept it, he couldn't help but feel grateful.
"Little guy, let me give you a name?"
The little guy nodded humanely.
Qin Yi said with a smile, "How about I call you DiuDiu?"
After almost being abandoned several times, this name fits perfectly.
The little guy tilted its little head, as if thinking, then called out twice, seeming to be quite satisfied with the name.
Qin Yi laughed, if it knew the meaning behind this name, it'd probably take a bite out of him.
"Brother Qin, are you okay?" Mo Wuji came over and asked with concern.
Qin Yi shook his head with a smile.
"Brother Qin, how did you manage to appear so relaxed after?" Mo Wuji asked curiously.
Qin Yi laughed, "Because I have divine aid."
Mo Wuji: "..."
"As long as Brother Qin is fine."
Anyway, Qin Yi often spouts nonsense, saying things he can't understand, and he's already used to it.
Qin Yi took out that silver pen and tossed it to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji hurriedly caught it, mumbling, "This is a Holy Artifact, how can you throw it away like trash?"
"No wonder it's a Holy Artifact, I've never seen one before."
Mo Wuji fondled the silver pen, loving it dearly but eventually returned it to Qin Yi.
Qin Yi said with a smile, "It's yours."
"Huh?" Mo Wuji looked terribly shocked, staring at Qin Yi in disbelief, he must have heard it wrong, did Qin Yi just say he's giving him this Holy Artifact?
Qin Yi said with a smile, "What are you 'huh'-ing about? I don't know how to paint, keeping this pen is a waste for me. It's yours, take it and paint."
Paint?
Use a Holy Artifact to paint?
Mo Wuji's mouth opened wide enough to fit a goose egg, what a joke? Isn't this defiling a Holy Artifact?
"Brother Qin, I can't, it's too precious, I can't accept it."
Mo Wuji held the silver pen out to Qin Yi, though he really liked this pen, it suited his Painting Sword techniques. But it's a Holy Artifact, extremely rare; it's the first time he's seen one in nearly thirty years of life.
Qin Yi frowned, "When I say take it, you take it, enough with the fuss, stop being so fussy."
Mo Wuji's fingertips trembled, his lips quivered.
Qin Yi looked full of disdain, turned to walk towards Bai Jingqing.
Suddenly, sobbing sounds echoed from behind. Qin Yi, startled, turned abruptly to see Mo Wuji sobbing uncontrollably, his body shaking and crying sorrowfully.
This...
Qin Yi was bewildered.
Everyone was dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at the endlessly sobbing Mo Wuji.
"Did you bully him again?" Qin Yi looked at Bai Jingqing, puzzled.
Bai Jingqing rolled her eyes.
"Then why is he crying?"
"You ask him yourself." Bai Jingqing also looked puzzled.
Qin Yi's expression turned odd, could it be that his words had magic power, and calling Mo Wuji fussy turned him fussy? He even sneaked a glance at Mo Wuji's chest, but didn't see any growth.