Setting Off

"Patriarch, are we really letting the young lady leave on her own..."

Hun Miesheng's figure appeared at some point nearby. After respectfully bowing, he seemed hesitant to speak.

Naturally, he had heard everything that had just been said.

If anyone else cursed him, they would surely already be dead.

But when the young lady cursed him, he could only smile and say she was right.

First of all, the young lady possessed a God-Grade Bloodline. Even though her bloodline's grade had fallen because the patriarch had extracted it to heal his injuries, with proper care, it would still remain a God-Grade Bloodline.

This meant that as long as the young lady cultivated normally, she would inevitably become a Dou Saint. Even surpassing him in the future would not be difficult.

Second, she was the patriarch's daughter!

No matter how poor the relationship between father and daughter was, they were still family.

He was an outsider. If he failed to recognize his place and offended the young lady, she might not be able to do anything to him, but the patriarch would surely not mind punishing him a little to ease his relationship with his daughter.

As an old member of the Soul Clan, Hun Miesheng knew very well what he should do.

When the patriarch was present, he was the patriarch's dog. When the young lady was present, he was the young lady's dog. When both the patriarch and young lady were present, of course he was still the patriarch's dog.

Was being a dog humiliating?

Who said it was humiliating? Drag them to the Soul Hall and refine them on the spot!

"It is fine. She would be fortunate enough not to harm others. With that token, she cannot possibly be in danger. Her affairs must be kept secret. If word leaks from the Soul Hall, you know the consequences, don't you?"

Hun Tian Di's voice was not stern. It was as gentle as ever, yet Hun Miesheng's body stiffened upon hearing it.

He had no desire to be made into a living corpse and sealed inside a coffin.

"Rest assured, Patriarch. As long as the young lady activates the token, I will personally make the arrangements. There will absolutely be no mistakes!"

Hun Miesheng's expression turned solemn as he spoke gravely.

"Keep your hands clean. Do not let her notice."

Hun Tian Di nodded and spoke indifferently.

"Yes!"

Hun Miesheng respectfully bowed, then his figure merged into the void and vanished.

Hun Tian Di lowered his head and looked at Sacred Soul Mountain beneath his feet before stepping down.

A vast area, including Sacred Soul Mountain, instantly became level ground.

As for the descendants living there, they had already become part of the earth.

Any possibility of Hun Li Li's identity being exposed had to be eliminated.

Outside the Soul Realm.

Hun Li Li's eyes were somewhat lost.

She did not know the way!

"Young Lady, please wait."

At that moment, Hun Miesheng's figure emerged.

"If you dare take me back, I'll kill myself right now."

Hun Li Li looked at Hun Miesheng warily. Her Dou Qi surged and her soul power trembled as she prepared to self-destruct.

Hun Miesheng's pupils visibly shrank. He hurriedly used utterly pure spatial power to forcibly stop Hun Li Li's self-destruction, then drew a ring from the torn void and sent it directly into her hand with spatial power.

"Young Lady misunderstands. Since you wish to travel the continent, your own strength is of utmost importance. This subordinate knows that you dislike the Soul Hall, so I have specially prepared some cultivation techniques and Dou Techniques unrelated to either the Soul Clan or the Soul Hall.

"Along with some medicinal pills, some money, a map of the entire continent, a flying boat needed to pass through spatial wormholes, and other miscellaneous items. None of these have anything to do with the clan or the Soul Hall. Any potential trouble has already been dealt with. There will not be any problems."

Hun Miesheng knew quite a bit about Hun Li Li and had taken every possible precaution.

"This subordinate takes his leave!"

Then, he immediately fled into the void, disappearing from before Hun Li Li at the fastest speed possible.

Hun Li Li looked at the empty void before her, then at the clearly slimmer and prettier silver-white women's Storage Ring in her hand. Her eyes lowered slightly.

She knew that, given the Soul Clan's methods, this Storage Ring and the items within had likely been taken from powerful experts across the continent. Their fates could not have been pleasant.

Logically, Hun Li Li should have thrown away the Storage Ring and cursed, "Who wants this thing?"

But in the end, she did not.

Perhaps the her who had just arrived in this world would never have accepted a Storage Ring stained with blood and the aura of the dead.

But after killing people since the age of eight, she had ultimately been influenced by the Soul Clan's ways. She was no longer that innocent girl.

After recognizing the Storage Ring as her master with a drop of blood, she took out the map. Once she identified her direction, Hun Li Li fixed her gaze on the Jia Ma Empire of the Northwest Continent.

If she wanted to kill her biological father, she could only rely on that fallen genius!

One month later.

On the Xiao Family Back Mountain, Yun Yun took out a white jade slip, pulled Xiao Yan's hand over, and placed it inside.

"Xiao Yan, Teacher must take Yanran back to the sect. During this time, cultivate diligently. If you have any questions, use this jade slip to send a message. Teacher will come as soon as possible."

Xiao Yan nodded solemnly. "Rest assured, Teacher. Xiao Yan will not disappoint you."

"Xiao Yan, if you come to the Imperial Capital in the future, you can visit Nalan Mansion. Grandfather and Father will surely like you very much."

Nalan Yanran was also somewhat reluctant to part, but she knew she had to return to the Misty Cloud Sect.

"Mm, all right."

Xiao Yan smiled politely and nodded.

He vaguely remembered that the guardian magical beast of the Seven Illusory Azure Spirit Saliva was a fifth-tier Branding Poison Python. Nalan Jie had been poisoned while trying to gather the Seven Illusory Azure Spirit Saliva.

Over this period, Xiao Yan had already subtly questioned Nalan Yanran. Nalan Jie was currently in robust health and had not yet been poisoned, so naturally, he had not obtained the Seven Illusory Azure Spirit Saliva.

This left Xiao Yan slightly disappointed.

But not entirely disappointed.

Because he had also realized something. He was not an alchemist and did not possess Heavenly Flames. Even if he found a way to become an alchemist, his meager soul power and Dou Qi flame would be nowhere near enough to refine the Seven Illusory Azure Spirit Saliva into a medicinal liquid that could repair souls.

So in his current situation, he truly had no way at all to awaken Old Yao.

Since there was no solution, he could only bury his head in cultivation.

Actually, Xiao Yan had another idea, though it was somewhat unethical...

He could find an excuse to give the ring to his father, Xiao Zhan, for safekeeping.

That way, his Dou Qi would not be absorbed.

But his father would definitely suffer terribly, so this thought could only remain a passing notion.

With a smile, Xiao Yan saw off his teacher and Nalan Yanran, then let out a troubled sigh.

It was too difficult!

It really was too difficult!

Could it be that he truly had to wait step by step until he was twelve?

Standing atop the Back Mountain, Xiao Yan furrowed his brow deeply, concern appearing in his eyes.

He had transmigrated with his memories. If he still had to proceed step by step, would those memories not have been wasted for nothing?

Never mind. Since things had come to this, he should cultivate first.

Shaking his head and suppressing his chaotic thoughts, Xiao Yan simply sat atop the mountain and began cultivating Dou Qi.

A week ago, he had broken through to become a two-star Dou Zhe.

Without Old Yao's help and relying entirely on his own talent, Xiao Yan found that while his cultivation speed was much faster than that of ordinary people, it was definitely not top-tier.

He had far too few cultivation resources!

His teacher, Yun Yun, had left behind some medicinal pills that could help speed up cultivation. If nothing unexpected had happened, they had most likely been refined by Pill King Gu He.

But Xiao Yan did not care. It was good enough that he had something to take. Why care who had refined it?

However, Xiao Yan had only cultivated for the time it took to drink a cup of tea when he sensed Xun Er's aura rapidly approaching.

He opened his eyes and rose to his feet, looking toward the young girl in a pale green ruqun as she ran lightly and happily toward him.

"Brother Xiao Yan!"

That familiar call suddenly rang out, making the corners of Xiao Yan's lips rise despite himself.

"Xun Er, you seem to be in a good mood?"

Xiao Yan asked with a smile.

At his words, Xun Er smiled until her eyes curved into crescents. She reached out and grabbed Xiao Yan's sleeve, blinking mischievously as she said:

"Of course! But Xun Er won't tell you unless Brother Xiao Yan goes shopping with me!"

"It is rare for Xun Er to be in such high spirits. Of course I can. Where do you want to go?"

Xiao Yan smiled, rubbing Xun Er's little head gently as he spoke softly.

"Let's visit the market!"

Xun Er narrowed her eyes, a relaxed expression appearing on her face. Then she tilted her head and looked at Xiao Yan.

"All right! To the market it is."

Xiao Yan smiled and nodded, taking Xun Er toward the Xiao Family market.