"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
"Crack, crack, crack, crack!" Golden light blazed around Li Xiaoya's hands, countless flashes flickering in a dazzling blur. His fingers struck points all over Li San's body at lightning speed amid a barrage of sharp cracks. Li San shuddered violently, and the green light surging from his entire body dwindled and vanished.
"Whoosh!" Li Xiaoya darted back into the courtyard. With a grim expression, he flung Li San to the ground, where he collapsed like a lump of mud.
"What did you do? What did you do?! I can't move!" Li San, who had seemed dead, was actually still alive. His eyes snapped open, and he cried out in utter terror.
"Hmph! I knew you were no good! I've broken every bone and severed every meridian in your body. Don't even dream of using a single scrap of magic power!" Li Xiaoya snorted and spoke icily.
"Yaya! You're my little Yaya!" The female cultivator raced toward Li Xiaoya, her face alight with emotion, and threw herself into his arms.
"M-Mother! You're my mother! You really are my mother!" Li Xiaoya stiffened as the female cultivator embraced him. An unimaginable warmth enveloped him, and tears spilled from his eyes. His lips moved, then he suddenly hugged Mother Li tightly and murmured those words.
"...!" Dong Santong watched from the side, his eyes wide and his tongue tied in disbelief. Envy filled his heart. He, too, was a child without a father or mother.
"You're my little Yaya! My little Yaya has grown up!" Mother Li raised her head and gazed at Li Xiaoya through tear-filled eyes. She reached out to caress his face, murmuring as her tears flowed.
"Mother! Mother! Mother!" As Mother Li stroked him, the excitement and warmth in Li Xiaoya's heart were truly beyond