Chapter 1 Trying Again

Pfft~

The flowing light dissipated.

An Qisheng raised his palm, frowning slightly. This attempt had failed.

It wasn't that he couldn't imbue the Mind Monkey with 'spirit,' but that the Mind Monkey was unruly. Even though it wouldn't resist him, it resisted the spiritual template, failing to achieve complete success.

But he wasn't disappointed, because this path could indeed shorten the long gestation period of 'gods' to some extent.

If it didn't work once, he would try again. What he had most of was the opportunity and time to experiment.

"Gathering the cultivation of many is indeed the great Dao. No wonder those who achieve something in the various realms all establish sects and transmit the Dao, to gain the Dao..."

Transmitting the Dao throughout the world was not only to prevent the Dao lineage from being extinguished, but also to gather the cultivation of many. If thousands of people cultivate my Dao, it would be worthwhile even if only one person gained something.

The thought that arose disappeared immediately. An Qisheng gently pressed his palm, and another fiery red stream of light suddenly came from the Divine Court.

The experiment continued.

.......

Whoosh~

Yuan Duxiu suddenly sat up, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

There was nothing to be found.

But most of the food he had prepared had disappeared into thin air again.

Where did this thief come from?

Yuan Duxiu frowned, feeling that something was wrong. He wouldn't be surprised if a thief stole something, and he wouldn't be surprised if a thief stole from him while he was seriously injured, but the fact that they only stole food...

And they had been stealing for more than ten days in a row, and they could still hide from him even after he was on guard. This was a bit strange.

Did someone with such means need to steal food?

Involuntarily, his gaze fell on the 'little old man' who was sleeping soundly on the bed. He breathed a sigh of relief, but was also a little surprised.

It seemed a little less wrinkled?

As if he wasn't as wrinkled as before...

'Could it be little brother?'

An odd thought arose in Yuan Duxiu's mind, but he immediately dismissed it.

He had also heard that there were some people in the world who were born with extraordinary talents, knew everything from birth, and were able to understand words at the age of one, but his little brother was only ten days old.

Moreover, the missing food was probably thirty times his size, and he couldn't eat that much.

But...

"Young Master Yuan?"

At this moment, a knock came on the door.

Yuan Duxiu frowned, raising his vigilance in his heart.

Standing up, his injuries hadn't recovered much in the past ten days, but he had gradually become familiar with living with one hand and one foot.

Whoosh~

He swung the useless arm that had no feeling, rolled up the crutches, and walked to the door, limping with the crutches under his arm.

Crack~

The door was kicked open.

A tall and burly middle-aged man, carrying a boy who looked like a servant, walked in with a sneer:

"Young Master Yuan, you run fast."

Yuan Duxiu looked at the person without expression.

This middle-aged man was named Mu Hewu, and he was an enemy he had made in Dingtian City. Among all his enemies, he could only be considered a small figure, but he didn't expect that he would be the first to come to his door.

"I forgot that you are now not only a cripple, but also a mute who can't speak."

Mu Hewu laughed happily: "That day in Zhengyang Tower, when you kicked me down the stairs and made me kneel on the long street, causing me to feel miserable, did you ever think about today?"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes turned cold.

"Are you wondering why, among so many people you offended, the first to come to your door is just a small figure like me?"

Mu Hewu was tall, looking down at Yuan Duxiu: "I know they are afraid of what you got, but are you willing to use it for a small role like me?"

His expression was playful.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although this Yuan Duxiu could only be regarded as a mediocre person in 'Tianjiao City', he was also a well-known young talent in Dingtian City back then.

If he hadn't been so blind as to offend that person from 'Wanfa Tower,' he wouldn't have had the opportunity to stand in front of him.

"Kneel down."

Mu Hewu threw the servant out into the street like a scarecrow. He looked coldly at Yuan Duxiu, with a happy and ferocious light flashing in his eyes:

"Just like you made me kneel back then!"

Of course, he knew what those people behind him wanted him to do, but he was happy to do so. The humiliation of kneeling on the long street back then could finally be repaid today!

He didn't believe Yuan Duxiu would take action.

That hidden thing of his, even when he was crippled, he didn't use it. Why would he use it on a small role like himself?

They didn't dare to gamble, but he dared to gamble!

Did he want to kneel?

Or did he want to die together?

Yuan Duxiu's face sank, and his heart seemed to be on fire. If it had been a few years ago, how dare this Mu Hewu clamor in front of him?

But now...

Thinking of his little brother in the house who had no ability to survive, his knuckles clenched until they turned white.

"Which one do you want to kneel?"

Just as Mu Hewu's eyes became more and more happy, a cold voice exploded in the courtyard.

A figure suddenly appeared in the courtyard like a ghost.

The figure's body under a blue robe was slender and tall, with a handsome face beneath sword-like eyebrows, and a pair of eyes as bright as morning stars.

He stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, and a heavy and dignified aura filled the surroundings.

"Ah~"

Mu Hewu's eyes were about to split open, and he let out a roar, kneeling on the ground with a thud.

The hard ground in the courtyard shattered in response, and cracks spread out like spider webs.

He roared in pain, his hands supporting himself on the ground, unwilling and terrified: "Lan Shuixian's people, how could it be, how could it be..."

"Is his young master's name something you can call?"

The blue-clothed man raised his eyebrows, and with a flick of his robe, an invisible stream of air poured in horizontally, blasting Mu Hewu out of the courtyard with a bang.

Accompanied by a muffled landing sound, exclamations came from the long street.

'Lan Shuixian has really returned...'

Yuan Duxiu breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he stayed in Lan Shui City was naturally not to wait for his enemies to come to his door, but to wait for Lan Shuixian.

Lan Shui City was not big, but it also had experts.

This expert was Lan Shuixian.

Lan Shuixian's grandfather was the founder of Lan Shui City. The original Lan family was just a small family. Although they controlled Lan Shui City, they were still not as good as their Yuan family.

Until Lan Shuixian.

This Lan Shuixian was born with strange phenomena. On the day of his birth, the blue water of the eight-thousand-mile-long Lai River was like the blue sky, and the water and sky were the same color to celebrate Lan Shui Town.

As if a banished immortal had descended into the world.

Therefore, his father and grandfather named him 'Xian,' meaning the immortal of Lan Shui.

And Lan Shuixian really lived up to his father and grandfather's expectations. He showed amazing talent as soon as he was born. At the age of three, he 'absorbed Qi and refined his form' and possessed the strength of nine bulls and two tigers.

At the age of nine, he 'gathered spiritual images from the Lai River,' and his attacks seemed to be accompanied by a great river. Before he was fifteen, he had already surpassed his ancestors' two hundred years of cultivation and was regarded as an astonishing talent.

He even attracted the elders of the world's great sect, 'Taiyi Gate,' who traveled thousands of miles to accept him as a disciple. He was a true pride of heaven.

He had never been to Dingtian City, but he was a genius as famous as 'Wanfa Lin Yanlong' and 'Jingyang Mountain Wu Er,' and was the 'immortal' among the 'one immortal, one dragon, and one martial' of Dingtian City.

Compared to him, he was truly mediocre.

"I am Lan Liu, a sword-bearing boy under the young master."

After casually dealing with Mu Hewu, the blue-clothed man turned around and glanced at Yuan Duxiu lightly: "You are lucky. The young master just happened to come back. Since you want to offer treasure, come with me!"

Taiyi Gate was a great sect in the world, and its strength was even above Wanfa Tower and Jingyang Mountain. What kind of treasure didn't they have?

It was just that this treasure could attract the attention of 'Lin Yanlong,' so he gave it a second look.

Yuan Duxiu had no tongue, so he didn't speak.

He just limped into the house, hooked up his 'little brother' with one arm, and slowly moved out of the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, there was no sign of Lan Liu, but a carriage was waiting.

The coachman glanced at Yuan Duxiu, his face changing as if he had been frightened.

"Young, Young Master Yuan, get, get in the car..."

The coachman swallowed.

This child...

Yuan Duxiu nodded, got into the carriage, and headed towards the Lan Mansion.

The carriage was not big, but it was very delicate. Yuan Duxiu placed his 'little brother' on the soft animal skin and sighed softly in his heart.

He heard a voice:

"Are you leaving?"

Who?

Yuan Duxiu was startled and lifted the curtain of the carriage, only to be met with the coachman's surprised expression.

"No need to look, it's not outside."

The voice sounded again.

Not outside?

Hearing the voice that seemed to be ringing directly in his heart, Yuan Duxiu turned his head stiffly, looking at the only person in the carriage besides himself.

His face was incredulous.

An Qisheng turned over and sat up. His hands and feet were too short to sit cross-legged, so he just squatted and looked at Yuan Duxiu quietly: "It's me."

He nodded slightly, his voice directly affecting Yuan Duxiu's heart.

"You, are you... little brother?"

Yuan Duxiu opened his mouth in his heart, suddenly feeling a sense of fear. This fear came suddenly, but it was like an invisible hand grabbing his heart.

Making him tremble uncontrollably.

If, if this is not little brother, I, I...

"For the time being, I suppose."

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart. Yuan Duxiu's heart was severely injured. It took him more than ten days to suppress the sadness in his heart. If he interrupted his thoughts at this time...

He would immediately go crazy and collapse.

Having no hope is one thing; having hope and then having it shattered is another.

"Little, little brother."

Yuan Duxiu automatically ignored the word 'for the time being,' and his heart was relieved: "You, how can you talk?"

"Learned."

An Qisheng replied.

Learning a completely new language was naturally not too difficult for him, or rather, it was very simple.

Not to mention, he still had that three-hearted Blue Spirit Child with him.

"..."

Yuan Duxiu didn't know what to say. You're only ten days old, how did you learn it?

He had too many questions in his heart.

"Don't leave."

An Qisheng spoke again.

He hadn't planned to speak now, but he had no choice but to speak.

His appearance hadn't necessarily brought any benefits, but it had already brought great danger to Yuan Duxiu. Originally, he would have entered the mountains after burying his parents' bodies, and would not have come out until he had integrated what he had obtained.

But because of himself, he had to find a town to settle down, but he had already lost the best opportunity to hide.

If he left himself in Lan Shui Town and left on his own, what awaited him would be death.

Therefore, An Qisheng had to speak.

"Okay, I won't leave."

Yuan Duxiu's heart was warmed. He thought that his little brother didn't want to leave him, and immediately agreed.

"... Okay."

An Qisheng felt his thoughts, feeling a little dumbfounded, but he just nodded.

After agreeing, Yuan Duxiu shook his head again:

"But, if we don't leave, Lan Shuixian won't agree to protect us for life, and Lin Yanlong won't agree either."

He had offended many people, but what really caused his family to be destroyed was the thing he had obtained.

But even if he handed this thing over to Lan Shuixian, Lan Shuixian would not be his enemy with Lin Yanlong, not because he was afraid, but because it was not worth it.

His original purpose was just to ask Lan Shuixian to help him take care of his little brother. As for himself, he had already made plans to die after he left.

"Don't need a lifetime..."

An Qisheng pondered for a moment and said a conservative time: "Three years, it's almost enough for you to beat that Lin Yanlong to death."

Yuan Duxiu: "..."