"Since our paths have crossed, it must be fate."
Mo Qi raised his hand, and with a wave, a number of dicinal Pills appeared, floating before the crowd.
He then activated the Heart of the Dragon Vein, connected to the world Within the Pass, drew upon the Array Power, and constructed a Transmission Channel.
The won were stunned by Mo Qi’s display. They didn’t know it was a Transmission Channel; they just thought Mo Qi had shattered the void with a single wave of his hand.
Even as mortals, they knew that shattering the void was sothing no ordinary Immortal could do. He had to be one of the most outstanding Immortals.
"I know you have all just experienced a great tragedy. I won’t waste ti with unnecessary words. You now have two choices."
"One, stay here and continue your lives. Two, consu the pills before you."
Mo Qi pointed at the Transmission Channel. "Then, jump in. I will give you the strength and the opportunity to take revenge with your own hands."
"You have fifteen minutes to consider."
After speaking, Mo Qi walked to the side and paid them no further mind.
This was all he could do.
He wasn’t a Saint. He couldn’t single-handedly arrange for these won to live happy lives.
He had given them a chance; the choice was in their own hands.
The won were astonished by Mo Qi’s words and didn’t react for a long ti.
After surviving the Wuji Sect’s massacre, they didn’t know if they should trust Mo Qi.
If Mo Qi also harbored ill intentions like the Wuji Sect, what would they do?
This worry did not last long before it vanished.
"My parents, my family, my fiancé... they’re all dead. I have nothing left but myself. What more can I possibly lose? I am willing to follow the Immortal Master!"
The first woman to take a dicinal Pill stepped forward. As Mo Qi had instructed, she swallowed the pill and jumped into the Transmission Channel.
With the first, a second, a third, and then many more quickly followed suit.
"There is no one left in this world for to care about. My ho is gone. If I can truly set foot on the path of an Immortal, I’m willing to try!"
"The Immortal Master is so powerful, why would he need to lie to us? I am also willing to follow the Immortal Master."
" too!"
Fifteen minutes later, more than ninety percent of the won had chosen to take the dicinal Pills and jump into the Transmission Channel.
「Within the Pass.」
Old Tomb Digger and the others received a ssage from Mo Qi: "These won are all pitiful souls. Be attentive, take good care of them, guide their spirits, and lead them onto the path of the Martial Dao."
"As you command!"
And so, the first seeds of the Demon Chef’s Secret Guard and its Phoenix Division were planted.
Mo Qi could not have imagined what a powerful and loyal force this act of kindness would bring him in the future.
The remaining less than ten percent of the won, though tempted, seed to have lingering attachnts and did not choose to take the dicinal Pills.
Mo Qi did not force them. Everyone has their own path to walk.
He didn’t linger for long. After dismissing the Transmission Channel, he prepared to leave.
At that mont, the little girl in the purple dress opened her palm. Inside was a dicinal Pill.
She hesitated for only a mont before popping it into her mouth.
The next second, her eyes widened, and she began to chew rapidly.
Her expression slowly shifted from shock to enjoynt.
’An interesting pill. Not only does it contain Energy that excites this King, but its flavor is also surprisingly delicious.’
Reluctantly swallowing, the little girl in the purple dress licked her full, moist lips. The sight, combined with her tender pink tongue, was full of allure.
She hopped down from the rock, wiggled her crystal-like bare toes, and watched the departing backs of Mo Qi and his two companions.
’But this kid is a bit too soft-hearted. A goody-two-shoes who loves to ddle in other people’s business. With a personality like that, he’s bound to suffer for it sooner or later.’
The little girl in the purple dress pouted, thinking Mo Qi was foolish and naive, not at all fitting the suprely self-centered style of a Cultivator.
Mo Qi, who hadn’t gone far, sensed sothing and looked back, just in ti to see this scene.
The little girl’s complaining and disdainful expression was interpreted completely differently in his eyes.
Amidst the ruins, by a broken stone, a frail little girl stood barefoot on the cold ground. Clad in lancholic purple, she looked so lost and helpless.
A pang of sorrow struck Mo Qi’s heart. It reminded him of his past self.
After being separated from his mother, during the early days of his adoption by Uncle Niu, he would often stand on the highest peak of the Servant Area and gaze into the distance.
Back then, he wore the very sa expression.
’Damn that Wuji Sect! They didn’t even spare a child so young!’
At this thought, Mo Qi turned and walked back, stopping in front of the little girl in the purple dress.
He crouched down, looped one arm around her, and lifted her up as one would a small child.
The little girl in the purple dress never expected Mo Qi to make such a move. In all her countless years, no mber of the opposite sex had ever dared to do sothing so outrageous to her.
A flash of cold light appeared in her eyes. High above in the ninth heaven, violet lightning roiled and flashed like a great dragon erging from the sea, carrying with it an endless, destructive might.
’How dare you profane this King! Unforgivable!’
"Little girl, the ground is cold. Why aren’t you wearing any shoes?"
Mo Qi extended his other hand and, without a hint of disgust, wiped the gri from the bottom of her feet. He then tucked her small feet into his robes, warming them with his body heat.
The little girl’s expression froze. The warmth spreading from her feet caused the coldness in her eyes to recede, and a faint blush appeared on her face. The lightning in the ninth heaven also subsided, gradually returning to calm.
It was a sensation she had never experienced before.
Indescribable, ineffable.
It was foreign and very strange, yet she did not reject it.
"Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you hungry?" Mo Qi asked with concern.
Faced with Mo Qi’s gaze, which held nothing but pure, unadulterated concern, the little girl’s heart stirred, and she lowered her head.
She didn’t know why she lowered her head; she just did it subconsciously.
A few more dicinal Pills materialized in front of her.
The little girl didn’t stand on ceremony. She swiftly and decisively snatched the dicinal Pills and stuffed them into her mouth, gobbling them down.
Her little mouth was stuffed full, and Mo Qi was amused.
He reached out, ruffled her hair, and said with a smile, "Little girl, what’s your na?
The little girl’s body trembled almost imperceptibly.
’Damn it all! This kid dares to touch my noble hair! I will have his Divine Soul annihilated, never to be reincarnated!’
Despite the torrent of thoughts, when the words reached her lips, only one ca out: "Yan."
"Yan?" Mo Qi was taken aback. ’A one-word na?’
"Then I’ll call you Xiaoyan from now on."
The little girl rolled her eyes and continued to eat her dicinal Pills, ignoring him.
"It’s settled then! Xiaoyan, where are your parents?"
The little girl blinked blankly.
’Parents? Does this King have parents?’
Mo Qi thought he had touched a painful spot and quickly apologized.
"I’m sorry, Xiaoyan. If you have nowhere else to go, why don’t you stick with big brother? Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, no one will bully you."
The little girl was rendered speechless. ’Big brother?’
’Do you have any idea how old this King is?’
’Even your ancestor from eighteen hundred generations ago would have to bow to this King as a junior!’
Despite this, as if by so supernatural compulsion, the little girl nodded in agreent.
Even she couldn’t understand why.
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