The five of them looked at each other in dismay. Before they could figure out what was going on, the man who beat the man up was also sent flying a few meters away.
The few of them were shocked and looked at the empty surroundings blankly.
In the next moment, the wooden sticks in the hands of the other four people also flew out for no reason.
"Ghost! That ghost is back!" A man suddenly screamed and scrambled away. The other four also woke up from their stupor and followed the man, fleeing in terror.
The little boy was the only one left at the scene. He stared blankly, a little flustered, but also a little hopeful as he looked around.
Zhu Yao sighed, and revealed her figure. However, her face was no longer gentle, instead, she wore a cold and aloof mask as she looked at the child.
She didn't say anything and just stretched out her hand. The ring in the child's arms automatically flew back into her palm. Zhu Yao checked for a moment, and after realizing that not a single item was missing, she put it back on her hand.
She took another look at the boy who was staring at her, then turned around and walked away without any reluctance.
She walked for about a dozen steps before there was movement behind her. The boy had caught up to her.
Zhu Yao did not care about him, and simply walked straight out of the city. She walked very slowly, at the normal speed of an adult, yet, the child followed her anxiously. As he followed her out of the city, he maintained a distance of five to six steps the entire time. He did not get too close, but he did not lose sight of her.
Two hours later, they arrived at a small desolate path. Zhu Yao stopped, and coldly said. "Why are you following me?"
The corner of the child's mouth twitched, but he did not answer.
Zhu Yao could not be bothered to converse with him, and continued to walk on her own path. In any case, he would not be able to follow her for long.
After walking for another two hours, Zhu Yao was a Demigod-stage practitioner. Walking such a short distance was nothing to her, but the child was a mortal, and he had been walking on such a rugged mountain road, so he was already out of breath. However, he still stubbornly followed behind. When he couldn't walk anymore, he would crawl with his hands and feet.
If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? Zhu Yao sighed, and finally stopped. She turned to look at the child who was in a sorry state.
"Go ahead. Why are you following me? "
The child was stunned. He lowered his head and looked at her with anticipation and guilt, but he didn't know what to say.
"You can't be thinking of selling me out again, right?" Zhu Yao narrowed her eyes.
"No, no, of course not!" The child shook his hand anxiously. He took a step forward, wanting to explain, but he was afraid that his dirty clothes would stain her snow-white clothes, so he retreated. He now knew that she had sincerely wanted to help him, but he …
The child gritted his teeth, bowed deeply to her, and said word by word. "Sorry."
Zhu Yao frowned. The anger she felt earlier had pretty much dissipated as well, and she sighed. She cast a Dirt Removal Spell on him. His clothes, which had already turned black, instantly returned to their original color. The dirt on his body also disappeared in an instant.
The child seemed to be shocked by this magical scene. His eyes widened as he looked at his brand-new clothes, looking as if he wanted to ask but did not dare to.
"I forgive you. Let's return! "Zhu Yao sighed." Haah. Still a child. "
The child's face turned pale, and the joy on his face disappeared. She just tightly held onto the hem of her clothes, which were obviously a little too small, and didn't say anything.
"What? You're afraid that those people will find trouble with you? " Zhu Yao thought of this possibility. Pulling his hand, she drew a talisman on his palm. A string of white words floated on his palm, and after a flash, it disappeared.
"I have placed this talisman on your body. Before you turn twenty, it will protect you from being bullied by others. They won't be able to touch you. Go." This was a passive wind-type formation. When someone attacked him, it would automatically activate. Zhu Yao waved her hands, turned around, and continued on her own path. Her initial goal was to make the child feel grateful to her. Now that her goal was achieved, and he was no longer a threat in the future, she could leave now.
Zhu Yao took a few steps forward, only to realize that not only did the child not leave, he even followed closely behind her.
The hell, this unbearable child, he couldn't be relying on her, right?
Zhu Yao's initial plan was to let him return on his own, while she followed him in the dark. She would either drop him off in the next town, or simply find a family to adopt him. She could even use an appropriate mystic art to change the memories of his adoptive parents. Without his miserable childhood, he would not fall into the path of the Devil.
However, this time, as though he had been enlightened, the child knelt on the ground. "Deity, please take me in as your disciple."
Eh? She did not have such plans.
After the child said this, he began to continuously kowtow, as though he had the intention of not getting up if she did not agree to it.
Zhu Yao instantly felt a little headache. Seeing that he was about to cough up blood, she waved her hand, and used a wind-type talisman to lift him up.
"I already have a disciple, I don't have any plans to take another."
The child's face paled, yet, he once again knelt down. He still said the same words. "Deity, please take me in as your disciple."
"Enough, enough. Stop kowtowing." How troublesome. Recalling his demonic physique, if she were to really take him in as her disciple, she felt as though a huge wave of trouble was approaching. Having a Water Spirit Vein disciple in her family was already enough of a headache. Now, there was even a demonic physique that was being fought over by heretic practitioners. She felt that her entire body was in a terrible state.
"Although I can't take you in as my disciple, I can still recommend you into the Deity Sect."
The boy's eyes shone, and they were filled with stars. This time, he was truly grateful from the bottom of his heart. Once again, he solemnly kowtowed three times. "Thank you, Deity."
"However, the path of cultivation requires one to have a Spirit Vein. If you do not have a Spirit Vein when the time comes, even if someone recommends you, you will not be able to cultivate." Although she had long known that he was a Tri Spirit Vein holder, she still had to remind him.
The boy blanked for a moment, and only nodded a moment later. "I understand. Thank you, Deity."
"It's nothing much, no need to thank me." Zhu Yao planned to hand him over to Zi Mo. It was good for him to join Ancient Hill Sect as well. After all, he was in her territory, and she could take care of him. "You don't have to call me Deity. I'm just a practitioner as well, and my name is Zhu Yao."
"Yes!" The boy replied. After pondering for a moment on how he should address her, and recalling that she had been calling herself big sister earlier, he said. "Big sis Zhu Yao."
Zhu Yao simply felt her heart trembling for a moment, and a strange feeling rose. She felt that this form of address was a little strange, as though she did not really like it coming out of his mouth. "It's best if you call me Zhu Yao, or Sovereign."
"Ou." The boy was a little disappointed. Thinking that the Deity might still be angry at him, he obediently called out. "Sovereign."
"What's your name?" Zhu Yao changed the topic, wanting to shake off that strange feeling.
The boy's eyes shone for a moment, as though he was very happy to hear that she was paying attention to him. "I'm Wu Song."
"Wu Song." It sure was a nice sounding name. Zhu Yao waved her hand, and said. "Let's go."
This time, she did not intentionally walk, instead, she took out the sect's standard transportation tool, that piece of leaf.
Although she wanted to fly on her sword in the beginning, she was worried that as a mortal, he might not be able to withstand the speed of her flying sword. Hence, she chose this mystic tool which could fly slower.
Wu Song was very happy, as he sat on the leaf with a curious look. His little paws touched left and right, yet, he was afraid that if he did too much, she would be unhappy. He obediently sat on the leaf, and did not dare to casually move around.
That restrained look, Zhu Yao found it a little funny, and casually asked. "Oh right, I forgot to ask you. Just how much silver did you sell me for?"
Wu Song's expression paled, and he looked at her a little anxiously.
"I'm just casually asking, just tell me directly." She was really curious. Deity cultivation could change one's physique, hence, the higher one's cultivation, the more beautiful one would be. She was, after all, a Demigod-stage Sovereign, no matter what, she could be considered a beauty that could cause the downfall of cities and countries, right? Mn, just thinking about it made her a little excited.
"N … No." Wu Song lowered his head, and clasped his little hands.
"Ah?" What did he mean?
"I … didn't ask for money." Wu Song honestly replied. "Back then, I thought the Deity … Sovereign wanted to harm me, so I didn't ask for money from her."
"What?" The hell, so she gave it to him for free. Can't you be a little cheaper?
Zhu Yao was very unhappy. However, when she thought about it carefully, if he had silver on him back then, he wouldn't have gone to the pawnshop, and in the end, he was even chased out of the broken temple by his companions.
"So … Sovereign's face, I've never been able to see it." Wu Song continued to explain. "So, I don't know how much I can sell it for."
Zhu Yao was startled for a moment, and only then did she recall. Deity practitioners all carried their own spiritual energy, and with that kind of spiritual energy, one's cultivation level could be determined by people with the same or higher cultivation level. The denser the spiritual energy, the higher one's cultivation level. And because mortals did not take in spiritual energy into their bodies, if deity practitioners did not intentionally retract their spiritual energy, they would not be able to see through spiritual energy. Even if they were to see it, they would only have a vague impression in their minds, and would not be able to clearly see what it looked like.
So it wasn't that she wasn't worth anything, it was simply because they did not know what was good for them. Alright, she had found back a little of her equilibrium.
Zhu Yao concentrated and retracted the spiritual energy around her body, and looked towards the boy. "Can you see it clearly now?"
Wu Song raised his head, and was instantly stunned. His pair of eyes suddenly widened, as though he had seen an inconceivable scene, as he stared straight at her without blinking.
Mn, don't be infatuated with big sis, big sis is just a legend.
Zhu Yao suppressed the little smugness in the depths of her heart. She wanted him to recognize her face, so that he wouldn't remember his savior. Zhu Yao once again released her spiritual energy, blurring her own face. Only then did the little boy react. Zhu Yao wanted him to once again give her a sky-high price, when she suddenly felt a strange spiritual energy.
They were heretic practitioners, and there were a lot of them.
Zhu Yao looked towards the southeast direction. What was happening over there? Why were there so many heretic practitioners gathered?
Looking at the terrain over there, the spiritual energy was dense, and it was condensed without dissipating. There should be a spiritual vein underground. A place like this, should have been the location of a deity sect.
Zhu Yao pondered for a moment, turned around, and flew in that direction, and even increased her speed. Those heretic practitioners seemed to be retreating, as they flew in different directions.
Could they have discovered her? That couldn't be. Among those people, there were only a few Azoth-stage practitioners, and the one with the highest cultivation level was merely at the Nascent Soul stage. It was impossible for them to sense her.
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