“Yes.”
Lin Mo’s voice was as gentle as a spring breeze. She lightly raised her hand, and a large pile of faintly glowing parchments materialized out of thin air on the counter in front of Su Yun.
Each parchment exuded a vast and pure pressure of laws.
Different patterns shimmered with various lights.
Silver-white for spatial laws, ink-black for soul laws, crimson for strength laws, and gold for rule laws… Dense patterns intertwined and entangled. Even with a casual glance, one could feel the profound insights contained within. Each parchment carried the life’s work of a powerful expert.
These pressures interwove, yet were not harsh, instead carrying a warm, encompassing feeling. Clearly, Lin Mo had specially treated them, afraid of frightening Su Yun.
“I remember you bought that house with mixed laws last time, right?”
Lin Mo sat on the sofa and said leisurely.
“The flow of time inside is different from outside—about ten times faster. Practicing inside is much faster than outside. It’s perfect for digesting these law patterns.”
“Thank you, Grandmaster!”
Su Yun could no longer contain her excitement. She lunged forward and hugged Lin Mo around the waist, her cheek pressed tightly against the soft fabric of Lin Mo’s clothes, her voice carrying a barely noticeable sob.
Having been in this world for so long, she had always lived cautiously, as if walking on thin ice.
Mo Qingqing was hot and cold, unpredictable, and mostly treated her like a plaything.
Her schoolmates all had their own backgrounds. They seemed friendly but were actually competing behind the scenes.
She had no family, no support, always like a wandering, helpless ghost.
But Lin Mo, at this moment, was like a beam of light, unexpectedly shining into her gray life.
This was the first time someone treated her as true family, giving to her without reservation.
Su Yun understood all too well how precious these law patterns were.
After so many days of school, she had long seen the cruelty and fierce competition of this world.
The strong are respected, and every step of advancement comes with blood and sweat.
And law insights are the very lifeblood of any strong person, the foundation of their existence.
To directly give away one’s lifelong insights to someone else is equivalent to handing over one’s trump card, even equivalent to cutting off one’s future path.
No one can guarantee that the person receiving these insights won’t use them to make rapid progress, surpass them in the future, or even become a threat.
Yet something so precious, comparable to life itself, Lin Mo not only obtained, but not just one or two—it was a thick stack, piled up like a small mountain.
Su Yun even felt that Lin Mo, for her sake, had practically robbed countless “armored trucks.”
Seizing the core wealth of those strong experts.
Heaven knows what price Lin Mo paid for these law patterns and how many hardships she navigated.
Having done this much, Su Yun could no longer doubt Lin Mo.
Even if Lin Mo truly had some scheme for her, she would accept it.
She really couldn’t figure out what a small slave like herself—without background or strength, living under someone else’s roof—had that could be worth scheming for by a strong expert like Lin Mo.
“Let’s stop here for today. Just come directly tomorrow, and I’ll take you to that law house.” Lin Mo gently patted Su Yun’s back, her hand tenderly rubbing her head, the gesture full of affection.
“Mm!” Su Yun nodded firmly and gently rubbed her cheek against Lin Mo’s palm.
This wasn’t the kind of compliance mixed with flattery and fear she showed toward Mo Qingqing. It was a heartfelt dependence and closeness, pure without a trace of impurity.
At that moment, a naive thought suddenly popped into Su Yun’s mind.
What if someday her relationship with Mo Qingqing could be like this? No master-servant distinction, no suspicion and unease, just simple closeness and trust.
But as soon as this thought emerged, it vanished like a wisp of smoke blown away by the wind of reality.
Impossible.
She and Mo Qingqing, in terms of status, were separated by an insurmountable gap.
One was a lofty master, the other a puppet slave.
This brand had been deeply engraved in her soul from the moment Mo Qingqing picked her up, and could never be erased no matter what.
Su Yun always felt she was living under someone else’s roof, without a shred of security.
She never dared to treat Mo Qingqing’s home as her own, even though Mo Qingqing once laughingly bought her a soft cat bed and placed it in the corner of the room, saying it was her little room.
Mo Qingqing said it casually, but Su Yun didn’t dare take it seriously.
She was afraid that once she let down her guard and considered that place home, one day Mo Qingqing would get tired, bored, and unhesitatingly kick her out.
Then she wouldn’t even have a place to stay.
After bidding farewell to Lin Mo, Su Yun walked out of the quiet alley with a heart full of gratitude and a trace of melancholy.
Looking up, the night sky was already covered with stars. The scattered light sprinkled down, coating the earth with a hazy silver glow.
There were few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few magic carriages passed by, leaving behind a series of fading hoofbeats.
Su Yun’s heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, it was too late. The classmate who had given her a ride home before was definitely already home.
To get back, she would have to fly back on her own.
The essence of flight magic is to use powerful mental strength to break free from the world’s gravitational pull, “plucking” oneself out of the earth’s attraction.
This required extremely high mental strength and mana, which ordinary low-level mages simply couldn’t achieve.
Su Yun’s current strength allowed her to barely cast the simplest flight magic, but every time it consumed enormous energy, and she’d be exhausted and feel like she was falling apart after flying for a short while.
She hesitated for a moment, then finally decided to use earth magic instead.
“[Earth Magic: Gravity Lock] — Reverse!”
Su Yun closed her eyes, concentrated, mobilized the mana in her body, and cast the spell on herself.
Mo Qingqing said it casually, but Su Yun didn’t dare take it seriously.
She was afraid that once she let down her guard and considered that place home, one day Mo Qingqing would get tired, bored, and unhesitatingly kick her out.
Then she wouldn’t even have a place to stay.
After bidding farewell to Lin Mo, Su Yun walked out of the quiet alley with a heart full of gratitude and a trace of melancholy.
Looking up, the night sky was already covered with stars. The scattered light sprinkled down, coating the earth with a hazy silver glow.
There were few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few magic carriages passed by, leaving behind a series of fading hoofbeats.
Su Yun’s heart skipped a beat.
Oh no, it was too late. The classmate who had given her a ride home before was definitely already home.
To get back, she would have to fly back on her own.
The essence of flight magic is to use powerful mental strength to break free from the world’s gravitational pull, “plucking” oneself out of the earth’s attraction.
This required extremely high mental strength and mana, which ordinary low-level mages simply couldn’t achieve.
Su Yun’s current strength allowed her to barely cast the simplest flight magic, but every time it consumed enormous energy, and she’d be exhausted and feel like she was falling apart after flying for a short while.
She hesitated for a moment, then finally decided to use earth magic instead.
“[Earth Magic: Gravity Lock] — Reverse!”
Su Yun closed her eyes, concentrated, mobilized the mana in her body, and cast the spell on herself.
Originally a spell used to bind enemies and increase gravity, under her control, it reversed and took effect. An upward buoyancy slowly wrapped around her body.
Her body gradually became light and floated, her feet leaving the ground.
But this reversed spell was ultimately not a proper flight spell. It was exceptionally difficult to control. Her body wobbled in the air, like a leaf that could fall at any moment in a strong wind.
Su Yun gritted her teeth, steadied her mind, and slowly adjusted her mana output, flying slowly in the direction of Mo Qingqing’s home. The night wind blew through her hair, carrying a chill. She looked down at the brightly lit city below, her heart a mix of emotions.
On one side was the warmth and hope brought by Lin Mo, letting her experience for the first time what it felt like to be treasured.
On the other side was the unease and uncertainty brought by Mo Qingqing, which kept her from ever letting down her guard.
She shook her head vigorously, casting aside those chaotic thoughts. The most important thing now was to go back and rest, regain her energy, and tomorrow follow Lin Mo to train well and become stronger as soon as possible.
Only by becoming stronger herself could she truly escape the fate of living under someone else’s roof and have a sense of security that truly belonged to her.