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"Dad, even if you took out your meridian and dantian, I would absolutely not take it. If you dare to take it, your son would rather die."

If his father had to sacrifice his life to become a cripple while sitting in a wheelchair, he wouldn't be able to stand up.

"Since the relationship between you and your father is so deep, then pretend I didn't say anything. I won't make a move either. You can leave now." Looking at the arguing father and son, Du Shaotian waved his hands casually.

"No, Mister Mo, please take my meridian dantian. I am Thousand Meddling Hands' father, I am in charge." Yun Zhenhai pleaded.

"If I say that I won't make a move, then I won't. You can leave." Du Shaotian waved his hands, and a cold gleam flashed across his eyes.

"Please, Mr. Mo, please make your move!"

This was the only chance and hope he had. For the past three years, Celestial Sect had no other choice, he searched for many pill refiners, and not even a sliver of hope had been found, let alone a useful chance. Now that it was 30% chance, it was his son's last hope, his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, and his legs bent down as he kneeled on the ground, "I plead for Mister Mo to help.

"Dad, don't!"

Yun Qian Hao shouted. A man had gold under his knees, his father had never been able to lower his knees to anyone before, but now, he had actually knelt down for him.

If you want to kneel, then kneel at the door. I don't lack bulls and horses either, I've said that I won't do anything if I don't know how to do it. Even if you kneel for ten days straight, I won't do anything.

Waving his hands casually, Du Shaotian turned around and walked into the inner chamber. Indifference to the situation, he ignored the father and son duo.

Staring at Du Shaotian's back, Yun Zhenhai stood up, gritted his teeth and said: "If that's the case, then I shall kneel until Mister Mo takes action."

Once he said those words, Yun Zhenhai turned around and pushed open the door. Nangong Xuewei and the two medicine boys were looking on in astonishment as they kneeled outside the door.

"Father, get up."

Yun Qianhao pushed the wheel wheel chair outside the door with both hands, and the tears in his eyes started to uncontrollably flow.

In the past three years, his father had traveled tens of thousands of miles just for him, and he had begged countless times.

That man who was originally so high-spirited and heroic was now kneeling outside someone else's door because of him.

"Qianhao, you are still young. As long as Mr Mo takes action, you have a 30% chance of standing up. It's worth it."

Yun Zhenhai smiled at his son and continued to kneel outside the door. He had already made up his mind and hoped that Mr. Mo would help.

"Father, it's because your son is unfilial. If you are unwilling to get up, then your son will also kneel in front of you. I beg you, please get up and kneel in front of Mr. Mo as well."

"Bam!"

His legs were weak as he fell outside the door, but he immediately got up. His weak legs seemed to have shriveled up for the past three years, as he knelt beside Yun Zhenhai with his hands supporting him.

Watching his son fall to the ground, Yun Zhenhai's heart ached. He forced himself to look away, the determination in his eyes growing even stronger.

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"Father, your son shall kneel with you. If you don't get up, I won't get up either."

Yun Qian Hao smiled slightly, his eyes moist.

Seeing this group of father and son, Nangong Xuewei originally wanted to go forward and support them. After hesitating for a moment, she decided not to go up. She asked Yun Zhenhai with a puzzled expression, "Mayor Yun, what are you doing?"

"I'm just asking for Mr. Mo's help."

Yun Zhenhai did not say anything more. His body was kneeling by the door, his haggard face was filled with determination.

Nangong Xuewei smiled bitterly at the perfect moment. A flash of astonishment appeared in her eyes.

After a while, Nangong Xuewei arrived at the inner hall. She looked at Du Shaotian, who was sitting upright, and revealed a perfect smile. With a slight smile, she whispered, "Mr. Mo, Southern Cloud City's City Lord Yun and his son have been kneeling outside the door the entire time. Do you want to ask them to leave?"

"So what if it's the Mayor of Southcloud City? If he likes to kneel, then let him kneel. It doesn't matter."

How could Du Shaotian not understand the meaning behind Nangong Xuewei's words? Southern Cloud City's City Lord, his status was not low, but so what? He could just kneel there.

Nangong Xuewei's expression did not reveal anything. The city lord did not put this matter to heart at all. This proved that this Mister Mo was extraordinary.

Mayor Yun has always had a good reputation in the Dreamy Cloud Martial City. He is a loyal man with a straightforward character, his wife died early in her childbirth, and the father and son are dependent on each other for their lives. Yun Qianhao stepped into the Martial Spirit Realm at the age of twelve, and was accepted as a direct disciple by a Celestial Sect elder at the age of thirteen. He is known as an extreme genius, and will become one of the leading military figures in the younger generation of the Celestial Sect sooner or later.

With such a dazzling son, City Lord Yun has always been very happy, but three years ago, Yun Qianhao had a competition with a senior, it was said that his meridians and dantian were hurt by a mistake, and Celestial Sect was unable to recover, so they sent it back to Nanyun City. However, City Lord Yun has never given up, and in these three years, he searched for a lot of alchemists, and if there was even the slightest bit of hope, he did not go too far, and after three years, he also looked for countless of ways to cure the meridians and dantian.

Seeing that Du Shaotian did not say anything, she continued, "However, according to the information that my Heavenly Pavilion obtained, Yun Qianhao's character has always been with my father. He was honest and honest, but because of that, he offended someone in the Celestial Sect. Three years ago, he was set up by someone during the martial competition, and was even set up by that person to kill him. It is said that he is also a disciple of the Celestial Sect.

"You wish for me to save that Yun Qianhao?" Du Shaowu looked at Nangong Xue Wei and said in an unhurried manner.

"This is Mr. Mo's decision, Mr. Mo is in charge of everything. If Mr. Mo doesn't help, then there's naturally a reason for Mr. Mo to do so. Xue Wei is saying too much."

Nangong Xuewei bowed slightly, thinking that she had offended this Mister Mo.

"As long as they like to kneel." Du Shaotian didn't say anything else.

Nangong Xuewei did not say anymore. She was deeply moved by the Yun family's father and son. However, there was nothing she could do about it. Someone like Mr. Mo was not someone that she could say anything about.

"Mister Mo, the young miss of the Jiang Clan has already handed over the payment for the diagnosis of grade 21 million spirit stones to the Heaven Pavilion. May I know when does Mister Mo want it?"

Nangong Xue Wei was a little surprised in her heart. Judging from Jiang Hui Yun's expression when he left, he seemed to have solved the Underworld Poison Dragon Cold Poison in his body. Otherwise, he wouldn't have paid twenty million rank 1 primeval stones.

"Let's leave it to you first. There's no rush."

Du Shaotian raised his eyebrows. Then, he said to Nangong Xue Wei, "Tomorrow morning, that Ye Ming Chao will definitely come back. At that time, let him kneel outside. If he can't kneel, then scram."

"…"

Nangong Xue Wei was hesitating on whether she should ask Ye Ming about how he left in such a huff not long ago. However, she didn't know what to say. When she heard what Du Shaotian had said, she was immediately flabbergasted.

"It's good that you came. I need a good medicinal cauldron and some medicinal ingredients. We will settle the score when the time comes." Du Shaotian handed Nangong Xuewei a list of the medicinal herbs that he needed.

"Mr. Mo, when do you want it?"

However, her mind was still thinking about what Du Shaotian had said earlier. Yue Ling City's Castellan Ye Mingchao left in a huff, but this Mister Mo actually said that he would return tomorrow, and at that time, he actually wanted to make him kneel outside the door.

As the lord of a city, if he were to leave in a huff, would he really return? Furthermore, did he even say that he would kneel when he wanted to?

"The sooner the better." Du Shaotian said.

"Alright."

Nangong Xue Wei did not dare to be negligent and immediately went down to personally arrange things.

In less than two hours, Nangong Xuewei had personally delivered the medicinal ingredients needed by Du Shaotian as well as a medicinal cauldron.

The cauldron was surrounded by two arms of the size of a person. The cauldron was entirely bronze in color and emitted a medicinal fragrance.

"This should be the best cauldron in the entire Dreamy Cloud City. Mr Mo, you can use it for now."

Nangong Xue Wei didn't say anything more. This medicine cauldron was something that she had forcefully requisitioned from the Dreamy Cloud City's Earth Pavilion. It was indeed the best medicine cauldron that she could find in the Dreamy Cloud City.