At night, a streak of purple aurora flashed across the sky high above Green Leaf City!
"Whoosh!"
A graceful figure suddenly landed in front of Shao Yan.
The woman's features were deep-set, and her face was as calm as still water. Looking at her, one always felt as if one were gazing upon a river of purple stars.
The Purple Star Saint, He Yao.
Shao Yan looked at He Yao and said anxiously, "Sister Yao! You're finally here!"
"Quick, she's inside!"
Shao Yan led He Yao toward Little Dingdong's ice bed.
As He Yao stepped through the door, she frowned. "This is a man's room."
"Does your father know about this?"
Shao Yan's heart skipped a beat. She shook her head and said, "Sister Yao, you're reading too much into it."
He Yao discreetly glanced at the fleeting expression on Shao Yan's face and sighed inwardly.
She entered the sickroom and immediately saw Lin Xianhuo sitting beside the bed, her eyes full of anguish.
He Yao raised a brow. "The eldest Miss Lin is here in Green Leaf City too?"
Lin Xianhuo hurried to her feet and smiled. "Greetings, Purple Star Saint."
He Yao asked, "Your father doesn't know you're here either, does he?"
"Please don't tell my father, Lady Purple Star Saint!" Lin Xianhuo pleaded.
He Yao shook her head. "Your fight was caught on camera. It'll be hard for your father not to know you're here."
"Ah..."
"Let me take a look at her first. What an adorable little girl. Is her name Little Dingdong?" He Yao's eyes were full of tenderness as she looked at Little Dingdong.
She gently placed a finger on Little Dingdong's forehead, and a soft, yielding power flowed into her.
In an instant, countless pinpricks of pale purple light shimmered over the snow-white bed, their rosy glow soft and beautiful.
Shao Yan and Lin Xianhuo were both on edge. After a while, He Yao opened her beautiful eyes and said gravely, "I've sealed off all the vital energy throughout her body. I need to take her back now. Otherwise, even if her life isn't in danger, we won't be able to save her All Things Grow talent!"
"Shao Yan, what on earth happened?"
"Why didn't you tell your family sooner that someone had All Things Grow?"
"And you even let her talent run wild?"
"If the Federation loses a Mythic because of this... I really don't know what to say to you!"
He Yao was Shao Yan's eldest aunt on her mother's side.
Everyone in Shao Yan's family had fire talents, which conflicted with All Things Grow, but the talents on her mother's side were wood-attribute, so Shao Yan's father had contacted He Yao directly and asked her to come.
He Yao's brows and eyes were trembling with anger. She wanted to scold her thoughtless niece, but couldn't bear to.
Shao Yan, too, hung her head, her face full of grievance. This woman, who normally acted without restraint wherever she went, had now been thoroughly brought to heel!
Suddenly, He Yao changed tack. "Could it be because of that man?"
"What man?" Shao Yan and Lin Xianhuo both looked up and denied it in a panic.
He Yao was deeply shocked.
Both girls had reacted so strongly?
No way.
Had they fallen for the same man?
She said in all seriousness, "You young girls, don't do anything reckless."
"I've been through it myself. I know very well that people from families like ours can't just choose a partner as they please!"
"That wouldn't be good for the man either."
"Eldest Miss Lin, you need to be careful too. If your brother finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
Unexpectedly, instead of taking the lesson to heart, Lin Xianhuo had her stubborn streak stirred up.
She asked seriously, "What if that man is the next Star God?"
"Oh?" He Yao smiled. "A Star God can come out of little Green Leaf City?"
"By the look of it, that mysterious young man is quite something."
Lin Xianhuo said proudly, "Of course. Even my brother might not be a match for him!"
That shocked He Yao. "What talent does he have?"
"He..." Suddenly, Lin Xianhuo's brain short-circuited. "A one-star talent!"
He Yao looked utterly confused. "What did you just say?"
"A one-star talent!" Lin Xianhuo repeated seriously.
"You girls have really gone mad." He Yao shook her head, not taking the claim seriously at all. What kind of joke was a one-star talent? In the eyes of great families like theirs, any talent below Quasi-Saint was trash, because it could never even touch the Martial Saint realm.
One star?
Trash among trash. The end of the road for him in this life would be Greater Grandmaster, while Lin Xianhuo, Shao Yan, and Little Dingdong all had a chance to attain the Martial Emperor realm in the future.
A Greater Grandmaster and a Martial Emperor were separated by who knew how many dimensions.
They simply weren't people from the same world.
She said earnestly, "As for the affairs of young people, all I can do is give you my advice. I can't control you."
"But I still have to remind you not to go too far. Otherwise, when the time comes, you won't be able to clean up the mess, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"
Lin Xianhuo's expression remained unchanged. She asked, "Lady Purple Star Saint, if someone with a one-star talent could defeat someone with a Mythic talent, would the one-star talent's life be in danger?"
"Would he be captured and used for human experimentation?"
He Yao narrowed her eyes slightly. "A one-star talent beating a Mythic? How could that be possible?"
"Well... although he hasn't fought a Mythic yet, he can kill me instantly!" Lin Xianhuo said gravely.
"Huh?" He Yao's expression changed slightly.
That was a little absurd.
She looked to Shao Yan for confirmation, because she could hardly believe it. But when Shao Yan nodded as well, she could no longer remain calm.
He Yao replied, "A one-star talent beating a god-tier talent... there's never been anything like it before!"
"He might indeed be captured for human experimentation."
"But if he can break through the shackles of his talent and reach a higher realm, then, given your father's temperament, he should be very happy to have him as a son-in-law."
She said this to Lin Xianhuo.
Lin Xianhuo, however, curled her lip. "What do you know about my father's temperament?"
"How come I don't know about it?"
He Yao stood up and said calmly, "Your father was in the same Super God Class as me."
"He... was a real oddball. That's the only word I can think of."
"His mind doesn't work like a normal person's. Now that he has a family and a career, he's toned it down a little."
"When he was young, there was nothing your father didn't dare do."
Suddenly.
"Beep, beep, beep..." Shao Yan's phone rang!
He Yao's gaze swept over it, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
Contact name: Fanfan, My Precious Darling.
Shao Yan hurriedly pulled her phone back and gave an awkward smile. "Sister Yao, aren't you leaving yet?"
"Give me the phone," He Yao said impassively.
"I mean it. Give me the phone!"
A faint Martial Saint aura rose around her. Shao Yan didn't dare defy her and handed over the phone.
He Yao answered the call, and before she could speak, a worried voice came from the other end.
"How's Little Dingdong?"
"Why aren't you saying anything? Don't scare me!"
"Say something! I'm not in the mood for pranks right now!"
Xiao Fan was getting anxious!
"Little Dingdong's life isn't in danger for now," He Yao said calmly.
Xiao Fan's heart skipped a beat. He frowned. "Who are you?"
"I'm Shao Yan's eldest aunt," He Yao said impassively.
"I hear your one-star talent can beat a god-tier talent. Is that right?"
"Did Lin Xianhuo tell you that?" Xiao Fan sighed, somewhat depressed. He wanted to keep a low profile, so why did he keep getting screwed over?
"How old are you?" He Yao suddenly asked.
"Eighteen."
At that answer, He Yao's expression changed again.
Green Leaf City, eighteen years old-it all matched up!
Could Xiao Fan be the person who had mastered that power?
That would be interesting...
The corners of He Yao's mouth curled up ever so slightly.
She suddenly said, "I'll be taking Little Dingdong back with me. From now on, you and she will be people from two different worlds."
"Don't even think about contacting Little Dingdong again."
"Do you understand?"
After a long silence, Xiao Fan said, "As long as Little Dingdong wakes up, nothing else matters."
"But if he doesn't wake up, I don't care who you are. I'll come to you for an explanation."
"Are you threatening me?" He Yao asked coldly.
"That's right. I am threatening you," Xiao Fan replied calmly.
"Young man, don't be so hot-blooded!" He Yao's voice suddenly rose!
"If I'm not hot-blooded, can I still call myself young!?" Xiao Fan raised his voice as well!
Lin Xianhuo and Shao Yan exchanged a look, a chill running down both their backs!
Especially Lin Xianhuo, who had thought herself wild and overbearing!
But now, Xiao Fan had shown her what wild really meant!
That was a Martial Saint!
Just then, Little Dingdong suddenly woke in a daze and murmured, "Xiao... Brother Xiao Fan?"
Xiao Fan's mighty frame jolted, and he shot upright. "Ding Dong, are you all right?" he asked anxiously.
"How are you feeling now?"
"I... I feel a little unwell," Little Dingdong murmured.
He Yao hurriedly said in a gentle voice, "You shouldn't be talking right now. You need to rest."
But Little Dingdong shook her head and said weakly, "Brother Xiao Fan... I'll survive. I'll be all right."
"In the future, we'll challenge the sea of stars together, right...?"
"Yes, of course!" Xiao Fan was more earnest and serious than ever before.
A smile appeared on Little Dingdong's face. "Brother Xiao Fan... when I was wiping down your clothes this morning, a special notification popped up on the phone on the table."
"It was an advance notice for Super God Class recruitment."
"I know you really want to go, Brother Xiao Fan, and you're stronger than all those people."
"So... let's meet in the Super God Class, okay?"
At that moment, Xiao Fan's mighty frame trembled!
He kept a very low profile, afraid of exposure and danger, and didn't dare go.
But now Little Dingdong was calling out to him...
"Ding Dong, you haven't even started cultivating yet. The Super God Class is too far out of your reach..."
He was halfway through when He Yao interrupted him. "Mythic-tier and old enough. She can be admitted as an exception!" she said impassively.
"I really find this strange. Didn't you just say that if you weren't hot-blooded, you couldn't call yourself young?"
"Why are you acting like such a cowardly dog now?"