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Qi Xiao and Ji Linglong exchanged a glance, both realizing that the other looked completely bewildered. Elder Huang, however, was visibly emotional as he grasped the child's shoulder, tears streaming down his face, overwhelmed with excitement.
"Brother Ye, you are still among the living? If Master knew this news, he would surely be overjoyed!"
Little Dou slowly responded with a soft "mm," his eyes also turning red.
After a moment, as he listened to the continuous cries around him, Little Dou closed his eyes, finding it hard to bear. He reached out with his spiritual energy and gently pried himself free from the emotional turmoil.
"Come on, Brother! You're all grown up now; crying like this with snot and tears—aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
He looked down at his own shoulder and suddenly remembered that in his Nascent Soul state, he couldn't even shed tears. His expression dimmed as he forced a smile.
Hearing his words, Elder Huang showed no signs of restraint. "You ungrateful little brat! Do you have any idea how long I've been searching for you?"
"Alright, Brother, I'm back now," Little Dou replied.
"You may be back, but others who return might only lose an arm or a leg; you’ve come back without even those! What kind of return is that?"
Elder Huang cried for quite some time until his eyes were swollen and his throat hurt, his face flushed from weeping.
Little Dou could no longer tolerate it. He turned to Qi Xiao and requested a handkerchief, which he then pressed directly onto Elder Huang's face.
The child clicked his tongue. "You're all grown up and still love to cry like this; don’t you worry about your health?"
Qi Xiao dared not refuse. He held the handkerchief out to Elder Huang, who took it and wiped away his tears, finally calming down.
It turned out that although Elder Huang had spent many years in the Carefree Sect, he was merely a guest elder there and had another sect of his own. However, after his original sect was left with only him, he settled permanently in the Carefree Sect without mentioning it; many disciples were unaware of this fact.
"In my master's sect, there are only two disciples: myself and my junior brother. When I went to the Carefree Sect to become an elder, my junior brother was excited to find me, hoping to secure a position there as well. Unfortunately, at that time, the sect leader..."
Upon hearing this, Little Dou immediately coughed twice and hurriedly urged him. "Come on now, that's all ancient history! Why are we discussing this? Let’s get to the point."
He cast a furtive glance at Qi Xiao, worried that his heroic image might be tarnished.
Qi Xiao pretended not to notice and listened intently.
Seeing this, Little Dou nodded in satisfaction.
He ultimately managed to preserve his appearance. He had been pretending in front of Qi Xiao for so long that he couldn't let anyone know about the past when he was rejected by the Sect Master.
Later, after his junior brother left the Xiaoyao Sect, he traveled everywhere. At first, he wrote letters every day, but as time went on, the letters became fewer and fewer. Until one day, I realized that my junior brother hadn’t written for an entire month.
Out of concern, I wrote him a letter, but it vanished into thin air. Worried, I returned to the sect to ask my master, only to find out that my master couldn’t locate him either. That was when we confirmed that something had happened to him.
The cultivation world is rife with treacherous individuals; murder and robbery are commonplace. It’s not uncommon for those with evil intentions to skin cultivators alive or refine living beings.
Thus, for many years, Elder Huang remained anxious. He feared that his junior brother was dead, but even more so, he dreaded the thought of him suffering somewhere alive. Elder Huang's eyes were filled with tears as he stared intently at him.
"Junior brother, how could you have ended up like this?"
At the mention of this matter, the child’s expression darkened, and he looked quite displeased.
"I traveled around and eventually discovered a secret realm, so I boldly ventured inside."
The child rested his chin on his hand, a contemplative look on his face, tinged with uncertainty.
The aura within that secret realm was intense and powerful; he even saw many corpses of disciples from major sects there, as well as the remains of immortals and demons.
I suspect that it was an ancient battlefield where everyone gathered to determine their fates, ultimately leading to mutual destruction between the two sides.
It was there that I discovered the Devouring Woe Lotus; I was inadvertently tempted by it and fell into its trap. After that, I changed completely.
The secret realm is quite vast; there are still many areas I haven't explored yet.
He glanced around at everyone and whispered, "I can assure you that there are plenty of things inside—cultivation techniques and artifacts among them—and perhaps even some legacies."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone held their breath.
This relic was a remnant from a thousand years ago; its allure was undeniable. Even if Qi Xiao had received an immortal's legacy, hearing his words made him itch with curiosity.
Those who participated in the great battle back then were all top-tier figures from the Three Realms.
The treasures of top cultivators from a thousand years ago were enough to make anyone's mouth water just thinking about them. Yet, how could he so easily reveal such a place?
Sensing the distrustful gaze from Qi Xiao, the child paused for a moment, feeling a bit anxious. What kind of look is that? You don’t believe me?
Of course, he believed it. The mere fact that he encountered the Worrying Lotus was enough proof that his words were not false. But in a place like this, the fewer people who knew, the better. How could the senior just spill it out so directly? Wasn’t he afraid of stirring up trouble with differing opinions?
The child crossed his arms and snorted coldly. I’m just worried you don’t have the heart for it! Do you think that place is so easy to enter?
Back when I was a Nascent Soul cultivator, I went in and ended up dead, my bones turned to dust. What can you Gold Core cultivators do?
I’m not just telling you; if you’re really interested, feel free to inform the Xiaoyao Sect about it.
Why would I do that?
I’m already a wandering soul; what more do you want to ask? Even if there’s something in that ruin, what can I do? Right now, I just want to find a way to rebuild my body.
Besides, I’m just a remnant soul with diminished power. Going there alone would be far too dangerous. Bringing you from the Xiaoyao Sect along would be just right.
Ji Linglong shot him a glance and scoffed. I thought you actually had good intentions; turns out you just want us to clear the path for you so you can take advantage!
The child held his head high defiantly. Shouldn’t it be like that? This is a relic from a thousand years ago; without someone leading the way, who could find it? If you’re lucky enough to encounter such an opportunity, you should be grateful!
He glanced at Qi Xiao again, his meaning clear. Right? Some people have worked hard for many years and might even surpass others in seizing opportunities, suddenly soaring to greatness.
Opportunities are mysterious things; true treasures aren’t something everyone can stumble upon. Even that witch up ahead has been unable to obtain certain things despite her efforts.
Hearing this, Ji Linglong felt a sense of caution and spread her hands in front of Qi Xiao.
You can talk all you want, but why do you keep staring at him? If you’re planning something shady, our Xiaoyao Sect won’t let you off easily!
The boy in white clicked his tongue. Treasures are only truly yours if you can grasp them. I have no interest in what he possesses, but who knows about others?
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