"Huake! Huake!" Looking at the attic packed with dozens of black-clad Children of Destiny, I couldn't help shouting at the top of my lungs. At that moment, I had an intense premonition—and an overwhelming longing for this child. I felt that I would find her very soon!
"Daddy? Is that Daddy? Is that Daddy?" A tender voice cried out from the center of the dense crowd. It began as a whisper, then became filled with confusion and surprise, pulling me back to my senses.
"Huake! It's Daddy!" I cried out happily. I immediately wrapped the spot where the voice had come from in a fierce surge of immortal energy to protect it, then parted the crowd with my hands and flashed before the child.
Luck was truly a wondrous thing. With the Wordless Heavenly Tome in hand, everything seemed to go smoothly. Seeing that the child, whose skin had once been as fair as jade, had now become filthy and listless, my heart ached. I pulled her into my arms in one swift motion.
"Wuwu... Daddy... Daddy..." Seeing that it was the familiar me, Huake finally couldn't hold back her tears. She clung tightly to my neck, as if afraid I would disappear.
"Daddy's here. Daddy came. Don't cry, good girl, don't cry. Didn't Daddy come to save you?" I patted her back and comforted her. My heart ached as well, but I was even more filled with joy that she had survived the ordeal. Yuan Ci had been right: once Sun Dong died, my luck had returned. With that nameless book that could Rob Heaven of Its Fortune on me, my luck would improve too.
"Yi Tian? Well? Did you find the child?" Yuan Ci called from outside. I answered, then carried the child out. As for the children