V1 Chapter 11: My Belongings, My Choice.

Hearing Lin Mo’s question, Shen Ke’er finally remembered the reason she had come.

“Senior Brother Lin, I heard from Yuan Li that you took all the Profound Ice Fruits from the back mountain a few days ago?”

Her tone carried a hint of urgency.

Lin Mo found it amusing—his belongings, why was this junior sister so anxious about them?

“Yes, I took them. Is there a problem?”

Shen Ke’er frowned and stretched out her hand. “Senior Brother Lin, please return my and Junior Brother Ye’s share.”

The matter of the Profound Ice Fruits was well known among the disciples of Qingzhu Peak.

Each time the trees bore fruit, the inner disciples would receive a small portion.

Who didn’t know the value of Profound Ice Fruits?

Each fruit was worth at least a hundred mid-grade spirit stones.

Every year, the trees produced about one hundred and fifty fruits.

That amounted to fifteen thousand mid-grade spirit stones!

She couldn’t believe that Lin Mo had the audacity to take them all.

Seeing Lin Mo remain silent, Shen Ke’er grew angrier. “Senior Brother, based on the usual yield of the Profound Ice Fruits, Junior Brother Ye and I should each receive over twenty. Are you trying to hoard them all for yourself?”

As she spoke, her emotions flared, her face flushed red, and her fists clenched tightly.

Lin Mo found it laughable that Shen Ke’er looked at him as if he were her mortal enemy.

Ye Kai, ever the peacemaker, spoke up. “Senior Brother Lin, while my cultivation talent is flawed and the Profound Ice Fruit doesn’t benefit me much, my share could still be given to other senior brothers and sisters. Although you are the eldest senior brother and deserve a larger portion, you shouldn’t take everything. The Profound Ice Fruit trees belong to Qingzhu Peak, not just you alone.”

Lin Mo let out a cold laugh. “Oh? And who told you that the Profound Ice Fruits belong to Qingzhu Peak?”

Shen Ke’er argued, “The trees grow in the back mountain of Qingzhu Peak, so naturally, they belong to Qingzhu Peak.”

Lin Mo stared at her sharply. “Shen Ke’er, don’t forget that I personally raised you.”

Shen Ke’er was momentarily speechless but quickly regained her composure. “Even if you raised me, that doesn’t give you the right to hoard what belongs to me.”

“I don’t need to explain myself to you. If you have an issue, go find Master and have her judge me.”

With that, Lin Mo turned away, signaling Gu Zi to escort them out.

At this point, Shen Ke’er was so furious she no longer used honorifics. “Lin Mo, do you really think I won’t report this to Master?”

How had she never seen him for what he truly was?

The person who raised her turned out to be such a greedy, shameless man who abused his position to take what wasn’t his?

Without hesitation, Shen Ke’er and Ye Kai went to bring Yuehua Zhenren over.

Since Master was here, Lin Mo naturally wouldn’t refuse to open the door.

He and Yuehua had not completely fallen out yet, so maintaining appearances was still necessary.

Seated in the main hall, Yuehua Zhenren looked at Shen Ke’er. “Ke’er, you asked me to come and mediate. Now, shouldn’t you explain what happened?”

Seeing Lin Mo’s indifferent attitude, Shen Ke’er recounted everything to Yuehua Zhenren.

“Master, even if you favor Senior Brother Lin, you can’t allow him to be so selfish. You must judge this fairly.”

Ye Kai was internally ecstatic.

This time, Lin Mo had walked into his own downfall.

He didn’t even have to scheme—he was getting to watch a wonderful show unfold.

Once this was over, Yuehua Zhenren would likely be deeply disappointed in Lin Mo, perhaps even strip him of his title as Qingzhu Peak’s eldest senior brother.

From the moment he entered the sect, Ye Kai had been jealous of Lin Mo.

He was originally a Heaven-Spirit Root genius, but due to falling victim to a sinister plot, he had been poisoned, causing his meridians to contract and his cultivation to stagnate.

Otherwise, he would have been the most admired disciple on Qingzhu Peak.

Why did a mere Dual-Spirit Root cultivator like Lin Mo get to enjoy the admiration of their junior sister and the favor of their master?

Why was Lin Mo, whose talent was inferior to his, able to cultivate smoothly without suffering from meridian contraction?

Why was the world so unfair?

If he hadn’t been sabotaged, he would have entered the sect years ago.

All of this should have belonged to him.

He was simply reclaiming what was rightfully his.

With his Sword Heart Clarity constitution, Lin Mo sensed the emotions rolling off Ye Kai.

So this Junior Brother Ye harbored such deep hatred for him?

He couldn’t recall the original owner ever wronging Ye Kai.

At that moment, Yuehua Zhenren finally spoke, her expression hidden behind her veil.

“Ke’er, I cannot make a ruling on this matter.”

Shen Ke’er was confused. “Why, Master?”

Yuehua Zhenren spoke slowly, “You entered the sect later, so you may not know—this Profound Ice Fruit Tree was discovered by Mo’er during one of his training expeditions two years before you joined. He was the one who planted it in the back mountain of Qingzhu Peak.”

Shen Ke’er and Ye Kai both looked utterly shocked.

Shen Ke’er still hadn’t realized the gravity of the situation. “Then why did all the senior brothers and sisters of Qingzhu Peak receive a share in past years?”

Yuehua Zhenren explained, “That was because Mo’er chose to give it to you.”

At this point, she cast a puzzled glance between Lin Mo and Shen Ke’er.

She couldn’t understand why these two had escalated the matter of the Profound Ice Fruit all the way to her.

After all, Shen Ke’er had been personally raised by Lin Mo. Yet now, she was here complaining to her over something as trivial as this?

Yuehua Zhenren felt a tinge of displeasure as she spoke, “Ke’er, you shouldn’t have doubted Mo’er, the one who raised you.”

Between the two of them, Yuehua Zhenren actually favored Lin Mo more.

Shen Ke’er was brought into the sect by Lin Mo, while Lin Mo himself was someone she had personally recruited from an influential family during her travels—her very first disciple.

Whether in terms of seniority or daily interactions, she was much closer to Lin Mo.

Shen Ke’er fell silent, her face turning crimson again.

But this time, it wasn’t out of anger—it was pure embarrassment.

She had never expected Lin Mo to be so generous to the disciples of Qingzhu Peak.

Lin Mo, however, had no intention of saving her dignity. “Now that everything is clear, let me remind you once more—this Profound Ice Fruit belongs to me. I will decide who receives it. In the past, when we were on good terms, I saw no issue in sharing it with you. But now that you’ve all distanced yourselves from me, why should I continue giving it to you?”

He suddenly turned his sharp gaze to Shen Ke’er, a cold smirk forming on his lips. “If we’re really going to settle accounts, let’s do it properly. In the last two distributions of Profound Ice Fruit, aside from Master, I gave you the most—fifteen fruits each time. At market value, that amounts to a total of three thousand mid-grade spirit stones. When do you plan on paying me back?”

Yuehua Zhenren, who had not received any Profound Ice Fruit this time either, was momentarily surprised.

She had been wondering why Lin Mo hadn’t given her any this time.

But as an elder, she could never bring herself to ask a junior for something like this.

Hearing Lin Mo demand repayment from Shen Ke’er, however, she felt her heart skip a beat.

Although she had always declined whenever Lin Mo gifted her Profound Ice Fruit, she had ultimately accepted them in the end.

But if she had to pay him back all at once now… that would amount to over ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones!

Even she wouldn’t be able to produce that sum immediately.

Not to mention, if Lin Mo truly expected her to return it, where would she even put her dignity?

Lin Mo, of course, had no intention of asking Yuehua Zhenren for repayment.

After all, the gifts had been given by the original owner, and besides, Yuehua Zhenren had done nothing to offend him. It wasn’t something he needed to pursue.

Without a hint of concern for Shen Ke’er’s current expression, Lin Mo extended his hand and said coldly, “So, are you going to pay me back or not?”

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