Another day.
I silently absorbed the energy from the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures beneath the Ginkgo Tree.
Ye Ranxing watched me absorb it cautiously, excitement almost spilling from her eyes.
She could already sense the stirrings of her bloodline.
In three weeks at most, she would be able to reveal Ye Xiaoyao's true identity to Ye Qingxian.
Ye Zhaoxuan was still just as clingy.
At that moment, she sat on her mother's lap, playing with the floral patterns on her skirt.
Ye Ranxing had a destructive streak by nature and had never been one to sit still.
Bored cooped up in the cave abode, she flapped her wings, planning to sneak out.
A quarter of an hour after leaving the cave abode, she unexpectedly found herself in the Handyman Disciples' territory.
The place was teeming with people. Unlike the tense atmosphere of cultivation elsewhere, most of the cultivators living here had given up all hope of pursuing immortality and were lost in the pleasures of everyday life.
"Place your bets, place your bets."
"Enough talk. I'm betting it all."
"Open, open, open!"
A crowd surrounded a table, and nearly half of them stared at the dice cup with bloodshot eyes.
Ye Ranxing wrinkled her nose.
There was a scent here she had never smelled before.
Unlike the cultivators elsewhere, who always exuded positive energy, this was the first place she had ever visited that was filled with negative emotions.
She also caught a scent on these people that was similar to her own.
It was something born of darkness and evil.
The wickedness within humanity, along with countless negative emotions.
Ye Ranxing suddenly grew excited and flew above them. "What game are you playing? Can I join in?"
Seeing a newcomer arrive—a little girl in elegant clothes—one of the