When Xiao Mo heard the little girl say the na "Qian Zhenhao," he furrowed his brow slightly.
He wondered if it was just a coincidence—soone who happened to share the sa na as his fourth brother.
"Big Brother?"
Seeing the big brother before her lost in thought, the little girl reached out a small hand and gently tugged the corner of Xiao Mo’s sleeve.
"It’s nothing." Xiao Mo shook his head. "But, little sister, have you told anyone else about the things you see?"
"Mhm, I told my mother."
As she spoke, the little girl lowered her head, hugging the cloth doll in her arms tightly.
"But Mother didn’t believe . She told not to go around telling people, or they’d think I’m strange. And if we offended the Lord City Lord, we’d be in serious trouble."
"Your mother is right. It’s very dangerous to talk about things like that," Xiao Mo said, ruffling the little girl’s hair. "So, little sister, have you always been able to see a lot of people drifting through the streets? They’re usually transparent, no one else can see them, and there are more of them at night."
"Huh?" The little girl blinked. "How did you know, Big Brother?"
As if she had found a kindred spirit, the little girl’s eyes lit up. "Ever since I was really little, I’ve seen lots of grown-ups drifting through the streets.
A long, long ti ago, I told my mother about it.
But Mother always said I was just seeing things.
And she told not to tell anyone else.
She even hired a Daoist to perform an exorcism on , but it was no use. I could still see them..."
"Of course it was no use," Xiao Mo said gently. "That’s because it’s a gift given to you by the heavens."
"A gift?" The little girl looked confused.
"Yes. What you have is called the Yin-Yang Eye. It’s a gift from the heavens. May I go to your ho and et your mother? I’d like to have a proper talk with her about your eyes," Xiao Mo asked earnestly.
The Yin-Yang Eye wasn’t as rare as the Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart or an Innate Sword Bone.
But it was still a special constitution.
Moreover, those born with the Yin-Yang Eye were naturally suited to cultivating Yin Yang Daoist Skills.
However, so would also use the Yin-Yang Eye as an elixir ingredient.
A Yin-Yang Eye from soone at the Cave Mansion Realm could be used to refine an elixir that helped Golden Core Realm Cultivators break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Therefore, if a Cultivator were to discover her, this little girl would be in great danger.
He decided to ask her mother. If the pair were willing to go to Blood Sin Peak, he would have soone take them there.
The Wandao Sect was a Demon Sect, true, but Blood Sin Peak was at least relatively normal.
Besides, the Blood Demon wouldn’t be able to object.
Even though the Blood Demon was the Peak Master, it seed that for all these years, he, the head disciple, had the final say in all matters on Blood Sin Peak.
If they were unwilling to leave, he would just temporarily seal her Yin-Yang Eye. That would at least prevent Cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm from sensing it, likely allowing her to live a full life without incident.
"Of course! I’ll take you there, Big Brother."
The completely unsuspecting little girl nodded.
She had only just t this Big Brother, after all.
But in her heart, the little girl just knew he was a good person.
"Let’s go, then."
Xiao Mo stood up. Clutching her cloth doll, the little girl led him to her ho.
Along the way, Xiao Mo made small talk with the little girl and learned her na was Ning Wei. Her father had passed away, leaving her and her mother to rely on each other.
Just as Xiao Mo reached the gate of the little girl’s courtyard, he heard a man and a woman arguing inside.
"Sister-in-law, I’ve told you already! It’s a stroke of incredible fortune that Ning Wei can join the Wangchuan Sect! As long as she cultivates properly, she’ll beco an Immortal one day, with riches and glory beyond asure! Why won’t you listen? Do you have any idea how many people would kill for an opportunity like this?"
"To hell with your riches and glory! Have you not heard of the Wangchuan Sect’s reputation? They’re a pack of devils who’d kill a man without batting an eye!"
"Devils? They’re Immortals! The City Lord of our very own Fengye City is a disciple of the Wangchuan Sect!" the man said frantically. "If you say things like that in public, you’ll be beheaded!"
"Then let them behead ! Ning Fugui! How much is the Wangchuan Sect paying you to co here and be their mouthpiece? Get out! I told you, I will never let Weiwei join the Wangchuan Sect!"
"Wang Qian! Don’t make do this the hard way! The Wangchuan Sect sent to persuade you because they saw my niece has a talent for cultivation! Otherwise, do you really think a Major Sect would give a common village woman like you the ti of day?"
"Pah!"
"Wang Qian! I’m telling you, the lords from the Wangchuan Sect are losing their patience! The next one to co calling won’t be , it’ll be one of them!"
"I don’t care who cos! Get out!"
"You’re trying my patience!"
"I’ll say it one last ti! Get the hell out!"
With the SLAM of a rolling pin on the table, a man ran out of the courtyard, cursing under his breath.
When Ning Fugui saw his niece, he froze for a second, then his face imdiately broke into a wide smile. "Weiwei, you’re back! Co visit your uncle’s house another day, okay?"
"Okay, Uncle." Ning Wei nodded, but she instinctively hid behind Xiao Mo.
Ning Fugui glanced at Xiao Mo, thinking, ’Where did this pretty boy co from? He’s quite the looker.’
"Are you still here? Get lost!"
Just as Ning Fugui was about to ask about the "pretty boy’s" relationship with his sister-in-law, the woman burst out of the courtyard after him, and he quickly scurried away.
Wang Qian stood in the doorway, clutching a rolling pin, her chest heaving with rage.
Standing to the side, Xiao Mo sized up the woman.
The woman appeared to be around thirty years old. Though her clothes were simple, she had a fine figure, and her complexion was fairer than that of an ordinary woman.
A fair complexion can hide many flaws, as they say, and this woman’s features were also quite refined.
Combined with the mature charm of a married woman...
...she gave off the air of a "pretty widow" from a classic tale.
"I am Xiao Mo. A pleasure to et you, Madam." Xiao Mo greeted her with a respectful bow.
"Oh?" Once Madam Wang cald down, she looked at the young man beside her daughter and hurriedly returned the bow. "You’re too kind, Young Master. I don’t believe we’ve t?"
Although he held a sheathed blade, he had the refined elegance of a scholar, yet also carried the air of a wandering hero.
"Mother," Ning Wei piped up, "Chen Wen and the others stole my doll and were bullying . Big Brother taught them a lesson and got it back for ."
"Oh, I see." Madam Wang blinked. "Thank you for going to the trouble for my daughter, Young Master."
"It was no trouble at all," Xiao Mo smiled. "However, there is sothing regarding Weiwei that I was hoping to discuss with you, Madam."
"Sothing about Weiwei?"
Madam Wang froze for a mont, then glanced at her daughter in confusion.
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