"I shouldn't ask for anything more, but for my daughter, I can only shalessly make another request to you, sir..."
"My husband was crushed to death by rubble in the explosion, and Yao'er witnessed it with her own eyes. Ever since, she has been in a daze, unable to speak..."
"I took her to see a doctor, who said she'd been severely traumatized, leading to a scatter of consciousness, and diagnosed with soul loss..."
"All the compensation from the court was spent on Yao'er's dical treatnt, but there hasn't been any improvent. With the pillar of our family gone, we're in dire straits. I am truly at my wits' end, and I beg for your understanding, sir..."
Chen Mo glanced over at the little girl beside her.
She looked about six or seven years old, frail in build, with vacant eyes, motionless like a puppet.
Under the influence of the "Purple Extre Creation Cultivation Technique," he could clearly see that the little girl's Spirit Platform was in chaos, with a black aura entwining her Divine Soul, causing her soul and body to be out of sync, thus having no reaction to external stimuli.
This black aura was a combination of fear, sorrow, panic... and other negative emotions.
It continued to seep into the Divine Soul, and if it dragged on, it would damage the Origin, not even a dical Saint could help!
Luckily, Chen Mo was specialized in this area. He imdiately operated his cultivation technique, releasing a stream of Soul Power which entered the little girl's Sea of Consciousness, instantly shattering the black aura.
The woman was still kneeling and praying.
Suddenly, a timid voice said, "Mother?"
Her body instantly froze, she slowly turned her head, only to see her daughter as if just awakened, looking around in a daze, "Mother, why am I here?"
"Yao'er?"
"You, you can speak?!"
The woman couldn't believe it, she pinched herself hard.
Only when she felt the pain did she confirm that this wasn't a dream!
"Your illness is cured, finally cured... Ooh, you scared mother to death, if anything had happened to you, how would mother live..." The woman hugged the little girl and burst into tears.
"Don't cry, mother, from now on Yao'er will be well-behaved and won't make you worry."
The girl used her sleeve to wipe away the woman's teardrops.
Even though she couldn't rember what happened during that ti, she could guess her mother must have suffered a lot.
Father was no longer around, from now on it would only be the two of them relying on each other for survival; she couldn't add to her mother's burdens anymore.
"Yao'er, what happened exactly? Why did you suddenly wake up?"
Once her emotions settled, the woman asked, puzzled.
The little girl scratched her head and said, "I'm not sure, I just felt a warm sensation all over, like a blanket being lifted off my head."
"Lifted off by soone? Could it be..."
The woman suddenly realized and looked up at the statue.
During this ti, she had taken her daughter everywhere seeking dical advice, but to no avail. Yet right after praying to Chen Mo's statue, the ailnt mysteriously healed...
This was definitely no coincidence!
"It's Mr. Chen! It must be Mr. Chen who intervened!"
"Yao'er, quickly kneel and bow down, it's Mr. Chen who cured your illness!"
The woman pulled the little girl to kneel on the ground, bowing toward the statue. Due to the force, her forehead was bruised.
Chen Mo could clearly sense the Power of Seven Emotions provided by these two people surged, almost equaling the total of six or seven individuals!
This commotion also attracted the attention of others, who turned their eyes toward them.
"What's going on?"
"Isn't that the girl from the Old Zhou Family, who beca dull due to excessive shock, couldn't eat, and had to be fed soup dicine to sustain life. The doctor said she wouldn't live for many years..."
"But she looks no different from a normal person."
"Did Mr. Chen intervene and cure her?"
The disaster-affected citizens mostly lived in South City, they were familiar with one another, and well acquainted with the situation of this mother and daughter. Seeing the little girl recover naturally shocked them.
Yet they still held skepticism toward the notion of "Chen Mo revealing spiritual signs."
After all, it was too bizarre.
"I prayed too, why didn't it work?"
"Probably just a coincidence, those Immortals and Buddhas aren't so responsive."
"Although Mr. Chen has noble virtues and helped many, ultimately he's just a mortal..."
Listening to the whispers around, the little girl felt her "idol" being doubted, and she angrily got up from the ground, hands on her hips, speaking in a childish tone, "That's because your hearts aren't sincere! As long as you sincerely communicate with Mr. Chen, he will definitely hear in the heavens!"
"Nonsense..."
Just as soone was about to retort, a leisurely sigh sounded, "In the heavens? That's a description for the dead, but I am very much alive."
The place fell utterly silent instantly!
The voice didn't co through the ears, but directly resonated in everyone's mind!
"I truly don't have the ability to save all beings, it's just that the little girl caught my eye, and I lent a helping hand. There's no need for anyone to have expectations on ."
Whoosh—
Just as he spoke, a breeze suddenly arose.
Blue smoke from the incense burner spiraled upwards, veiling the statue's face, indistinctly two dim points of light appeared, as if truly overlooking them!
Chen Mo clearly understood the principle of "an inch of kindness, a foot of expectation," human desires have no end. If one purposely creates an image of pity for all beings, there might be a sudden boost in the short term, but ultimately there would be backlash.
Therefore, he released a "disclair" from the beginning, to prevent potential issues.
Yet the response from the crowd was beyond Chen Mo's anticipation.
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