"Outstanding?"
Hearing this word, the old man also stopped his rolling movent on the ground.
He slowly climbed up from the ground, and a captivating light burst forth from his turbid eyes, the change in his bearing making it hard to believe. He approached step by step, and in the blink of an eye, he was beside the young girl.
Their eyes t, barely two feet apart.
"Back off, you wretch, stay away from my young miss..."
Thud!
Her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, eyes wide open with a confused look on her face, as if unaware of what had happened.
This scared Yan Yurou pale, after all, she was just an ordinary girl, and such a sudden event didn’t let anyone react, the surrounding crowd equally puzzled, seemingly uncertain why they had gathered here.
Then they completely ignored Uncle Zhao, who lay on the ground, and the two standing there, and just walked away, as if everyone on the street couldn’t see them.
And then sothing even more eerie happened.
The walking speed of the people around was seemingly slowing down, step by step, even the act of breathing and blinking could be seen clearly, and at last, they were all frozen in place, unmoving.
But the old man was muttering to himself, saying: "The Yan Family... before falling into the demon path... Yan Ruyu."
"With Divinity Transformation one is entitled to subjugate, the cultivation level also matches... to think that they used a righteous sect’s disciple, and a person from Taiyi at that, heh heh, hahaha! Yes, that’s just his character, always playing unconventional."
"The scent is right, right... I would never mistake it, it is him indeed..."
"Thus it is, no wonder he could hide for fifty years, brilliant, brilliant indeed! If it weren’t for this young girl encountering ..."
"You might have co back to life again."
His mouth suddenly began to murmur, countless images flashing in his murky eyes, linking up everything that had happened before, no wonder he felt so affectionate towards this little girl.
But Yan Yurou was even more frightened, stepping back a few steps with a look of panic, looking at Uncle Zhao who lay on the ground with unknown status, her eyes filled with anxiety.
What kind of extraordinary expert was the old man in front of her? And why did he co looking for ?
"Young lady, you have a good temperant."
The previously frivolous tone was gone, replaced by an extrely unsettling transformation in deanor; the voice was old but profound, simply putting that broken tree branch in front of him.
He thudded it into the ground.
"The Escape Technique is to contract the earth into inches, but it is also a thod to create a new realm; now, this world belongs to ."
"Others can neither see it nor hear it; what you see in your eyes are rely the afterimages left behind."
"Don’t worry, this lad has just fainted, but you..."
The girl was anxiously squatting on the ground, pushing at Uncle Zhao, who had no breath or heartbeat, but the latter was completely unresponsive.
While the old man did not continue to approach Yan Yurou, he looked at the girl in front of him again, his face revealing a hint of a smile.
"Talented, exceptional aptitude, and naturally a supre vessel."
"If encountered by the madn of the Joyful Sect, I’m afraid, inside the sect, they would fight over you, leading to internal strife, no wonder he chose you as a vessel."
"There is also his legacy within you, as long as you properly refine and grasp this power, you might well soar to the heavens."
"It’s just a pity."
The old man narrowed his eyes and uttered a sentence that made Yan Yurou, who was pushing at Uncle Zhao, freeze in place.
"The whole family has been cursed with a word curse..."
She understood that feeling.
Whether it was her father or grandfather, they had more than once experienced wanting to say sothing or do sothing, only to forget in the next second, as if forcibly corrected, and it was the sa for the entire household.
Only Yan Yurou understood what those corrected things were.
One was about her cultivation, being apprenticed.
The other...
was breaking off an engagent.
Seeing the shock on the young girl’s face, the old man was quite satisfied. He had laid down enough bait, enough mystery. Now, it was ti to reveal his true intentions.
"Young girl, how about taking as your ntor?"
"Eh?"
"Don’t be so surprised. Taking as your ntor will only benefit you. Judging by your bones, you’re nearly reaching twenty-eight, and your marriage is probably imminent. I’m not trying to scare you, but once you’re married, I fear your fate will be quite tragic."
Squinting, his words were sharp and deliberate. He was already sowhat tempted by the girl in front of him with her extraordinary talents. Don’t forget the purpose of his descent from the mountain.
Just like Liu Tangxi, it was to take on a disciple.
"Taking as your ntor is the only way for you to break your current predicant. Aren’t you curious why your grandfather promised you to soone else and arranged a child betrothal?"
"Aren’t you curious, despite having such talent and even practitioners in your family, why not a single person has guided your cultivation?"
"Aren’t you curious about what exactly happened among your grandfather’s generation?"
"Aren’t you curious..."
The corners of his mouth suddenly stretched into a smile, throwing out the question Yan Yurou had guessed countless tis.
"Who exactly is your fiancé?"
The girl just dumbly crouched in place, her gaze blank.
The old man continued stroking his beard and coaxing gently, "Let tell you."
"Although your family ancestors can’t be considered powerful, they were sowhat distinguished. He was once a rising star in Taiyi and could be described as brilliantly talented. Unfortunately, after the chaos brought by the Demon Race, this ambitious young generation was gravely injured and disheartened, choosing to leave the sect to settle here and enjoy their old age."
"Absolutely impeccable reasoning."
"But the plot holes in this issue are indeed significant. You must have contemplated this absurd marriage countless tis."
"Recently, I have inquired about your matters. Heh, I’ll just spill it out—if you don’t co to State City, I would visit Qingshui County myself in a few days to see you and your betrothed."
"I am here specifically for you, so to take as your ntor..."
"What’s your decision?"
His eyes filled with expectation, even greedily licked his lips.
Yet the old man’s sleazy actions contained no lewdness; the greed in his eyes was that of soone who had found a treasured rarity. This was an immaculate piece of jade, a piece of jade that encapsulated nearly a quarter of the Demon Lord’s power.
Let’s put it this way, as long as she’s willing to follow him to Taixu Sect, within ten years... no!
Five years, and he could make her renowned throughout the land.
"...Old master, may I ask if you could allow Uncle Zhao to wake up first? Since I was little, Uncle Zhao has taken care of . He’s like family to ."
Though the girl’s voice was soft, her tone was firm.
"Of course."
He raised his stick and tapped it on the ground.
The previously breath-halted, wide-eyed Uncle Zhao suddenly woke up in shock, looking bewilderedly at Zhou Wu, not even knowing why he’d fallen to the ground.
"Then, could the old master let us return..."
Nodding, he had no intention of keeping the girl trapped in the Escape Technique. He tapped the ground again, and the surrounding passersby started to move anew.
The street regained its bustle, and bystanders cast curious glances at Uncle Zhao on the ground, but they quickly moved on.
"Old master, then Yu Rou will take her leave first."
"...Ah?"
She bowed politely, but this move left the old man standing there utterly bewildered.
What is this young girl trying to do? Saying goodbye? Where are you going? Aren’t you supposed to kneel and eagerly beg to beco a disciple?
"What are you intending to do?"
Watching the girl’s retreating figure, the old man asked subconsciously, but the answer he received...
"Go ho, to get married."
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