The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood-Chapter 944 - 945: Mother
The words "return home" rolled off Zi Ning’s tongue with ease, yet executing them proved to be an incredibly difficult task.
Ye Mo was her and Ye Qing’s son, and to the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, he was utterly unrecognized. Speaking of returning home, not being hunted by them was considered fortunate enough.
Currently, Ye Mo’s injuries were severe, bordering on death. Only by entering the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan’s Dragon Transformation Pond could he have the chance to fully recover and regain his strength.
Within the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, upon reaching adulthood, which is sixteen years old, members were allowed to enter the Dragon Transformation Pond to fully awaken their Bloodline Power.
However, Ye Mo’s bloodline would never be acknowledged by the clan, and there was no way they would allow him to enter the Dragon Transformation Pond.
"It doesn’t matter, as long as Mo’er can return to normal, even if we’re cast out of the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, so be it."
Holding Ye Mo, Zi Ning disappeared from her spot in an instant, heading towards the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan.
As for the Yuwen Clan, Zi Ning paid it no mind; destroying them was only a matter of time.
But now, healing Ye Mo was the most important thing.
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The Ancient Azure Dragon Clan was one of the most powerful clans on the Lingwu Continent.
Not to mention how many experts the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan possessed, even just their population and land area could terrify many.
The Ancient Azure Dragon Clan had hundreds of thousands of people, and their land area was comparable to a Zone of Desolation.
This was an ancient clan.
Unlike ordinary families with just a handful or a dozen people, for them, living for thousands or tens of thousands of years was easy. Along with each generation growing stronger, the years accumulated into a massive lineage.
Of course, what they valued most was the power of the bloodline.
Moreover, Ye Mo, in a coma, entering the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan was something he never imagined.
Stifling, collapsing, painful.
This was all Ye Mo could feel after completely losing consciousness.
He only knew that before he passed out, a woman in violet appeared.
Now, he didn’t even know if he was alive or dead, as if perpetually shrouded in darkness, or as if he had completely died, and no matter what, he couldn’t wake up.
This state persisted for a long time, in the haze, as if he heard sounds behind him, as if someone was caring for him.
However, his injuries were too severe for him to wake up, and this state lasted for a full three days.
Ye Mo was unconscious for three days, seemingly locked in a life-and-death struggle with death itself.
During these three days, Hong Ling and the little girl were extremely anxious. When they sensed Ye Mo was about to awaken, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ugh!"
The blurred vision gradually cleared, and Ye Mo slowly opened his eyes.
Ye Mo found himself lying on a bed in a spacious room.
However, he couldn’t feel anything in his body; the Demon Dragon Power within him was gone, the Foutu Xuanqi was gone, and he couldn’t muster any strength at all.
"It hurts so much!"
Immediately, a feeling of tearing pain surged through his body, and Ye Mo cried out loudly.
"Young Master, you’re awake!"
Ye Mo’s cry immediately startled the girl nearby. She walked over, looking at Ye Mo waking up, her face lighting up with joy.
"Little Cao?"
Ye Mo weakly muttered, gently shaking his head as his vision became completely clear.
This girl looked young, about the same age as Little Cao, dressed in a blue skirt, looking very cute, especially her eyes, which were like rubies.
"Who are you? Where is this place?"
Everything around him was unfamiliar, the environment strange, and the girl before him even more so. Ye Mo immediately started asking questions.
"Young Master, this is the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, and you are at the lady’s residence."
The girl smiled slightly, using a towel to gently wipe Ye Mo’s forehead.
Instantly, Ye Mo felt a refreshing sensation flow through his brain, making his thoughts clearer.
"What is this?"
Ye Mo asked in surprise.
"This is Ziqiong Spiritual Liquid. The lady said, if you regained consciousness, to use this to wipe your forehead, so you wouldn’t slip back into a coma. After a few days of recuperation, you’ll be able to get out of bed and move around."
The girl smiled and continued wiping Ye Mo’s forehead.
"Who is the lady?"
Ye Mo asked again in amazement, wondering if he was saved by this "lady" the girl referred to. And she said this was the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, could it be? Ye Mo hesitated to follow the thought to its conclusion.
"Brother Ye Mo, you’re not wrong, that woman in violet is your mother."
The little girl said.
"What? What exactly happened?"
Ye Mo exclaimed in surprise.
"Before you passed out, that woman in violet, who is your mother, arrived just in time to save you."
The little girl said.
"She’s my mother?"
Ye Mo still felt somewhat incredulous. No wonder he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the woman in violet—that must be the nature of blood relations. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
"How is she? Is she hurt?"
Ye Mo asked anxiously.
Yuwen Changfeng was a Wheel of Reincarnation Nine Transformations expert, and with his mastery of Lingzhou, although he had absolute confidence in the woman in violet’s abilities, fighting in someone else’s space still had Ye Mo wondering who would win, especially since Yuwen Changfeng had ten Elder Kings by his side, all at the Wheel of Reincarnation Realm.
"Hurt? I’ve never seen anyone so formidable; everyone, including that Yuwen Changfeng, was all defeated in one move by her."
The little girl said in awe.
Hearing this, Ye Mo breathed a deep sigh of relief, recalling the violet figure in his mind. From his birth, he had never had any concept of the word "mother," perhaps never having a chance to experience motherly love. His father had perished, and he embarked on the path of cultivation.
"I, I will go find the lady right away."
The girl didn’t reply directly to Ye Mo but hurried out instead, and after a full hour, a violet figure stepped into the room.
"I, I!"
With gentle steps, Zi Ning entered the room, looking at Ye Mo on the bed. For someone who casually defeated Yuwen Changfeng, she found herself speechless looking at her own son.
Ye Mo turned his head, looking at that countenance, the feeling of connected bloodlines causing his body to tremble slightly.
"Mother, mother!"
Ye Mo’s voice was hoarse yet unusually loud, as if all his emotions were contained within.
Ye Mo’s rasping voice instantly made Zi Ning’s eyes redden, making her feel just how much Ye Mo missed her.
"En!"
Zi Ning responded heavily, slowly walking to Ye Mo’s side, holding his large hand, she said with guilt, "I’m sorry, it’s all my fault that you suffered hardship from a young age. Do you know? When I returned to the Zone of Desolation and heard that you were being hunted by people from Chaos Palace, do you know how worried I was? I’ve already lost your father, and I don’t want to lose you too."
"Mother."
Ye Mo broke into tears.
Men do not easily cry, except when deeply moved.
