211 - We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

**Chapter 211: The Yin-Yang Eye** Xiao Mo listened as the little girl mentioned the name "Qian Zhenhao," and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. In his mind, he wondered if perhaps it was just a coincidence that the person shared the same name as his fourth brother. "Big brother?" Seeing the thoughtful expression of the big brother in front of her, the little girl reached out her small hand and gently tugged at Xiao Mo's sleeve. "It's nothing," Xiao Mo shook his head. "But, little sister, have you told anyone else about these things you've seen?" "Mm-hmm, I told my mother." As she spoke, the little girl lowered her head, clutching her doll tightly. "But my mother didn't believe me, and she told me not to talk about it to others. Otherwise, they'd think I'm strange, and if we offend the city lord, we’d be in a lot of trouble." "Your mother is right; it can be dangerous to talk about such things," Xiao Mo said, gently ruffling the little girl's hair. "But, little sister, have you always been able to see many people wandering the streets? They're usually transparent, and most visible at night, right?" "Huh?" The little girl's eyes widened, twinkling with curiosity. "Big brother, how did you know?" Finding someone who understood her, the little girl's eyes shone brightly. "Since I was very young, I've seen many adults floating around the streets. I told my mother about it early on, but she always said I was mistaken. She even hired a Taoist priest to perform a ritual to exorcise them, but it didn't work—I could still see them." "That's because it’s a gift bestowed upon you by the heavens," Xiao Mo replied softly. "A gift?" The little girl seemed half-comprehending. "Yes, your eyes are what we call 'Yin-Yang Eyes,' a heavenly gift. Can I visit your home to speak with your mother about your eyes?" Xiao Mo asked earnestly. Although Yin-Yang Eyes aren't as rare as the Heart of Seven Apertures or the Innate Sword Bone, they are still considered a special ability. Those with natural Yin-Yang Eyes are suited to practicing Yin-Yang Daoist arts. However, some might use Yin-Yang Eyes as an ingredient for medicine. At the Cave Mansion level, Yin-Yang Eyes can be used to refine a pill that assists those at the Golden Core stage in breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage. Hence, if discovered by cultivators, this little girl could be in considerable danger. He thought it best to consult her mother, and if they were willing to come to Blood Peak, he would arrange for them to be brought there. While the Ten Thousand Paths Sect is indeed a demonic sect, Blood Peak remains relatively benign. Furthermore, the Blood Overlord wouldn’t have much to say about it. Even though he is the peak master, it seems that in recent years, Blood Peak has largely operated per the decisions of Xiao Mo, its chief disciple. If they chose not to leave, he could temporarily seal her Yin-Yang Eyes, making it so that cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage wouldn’t sense her presence, likely allowing her to live a peaceful life. "Of course, you can come with me," the little girl nodded without any reservations. Despite having just met this big brother, she felt in her heart that he was a good person. "Then let's go." Xiao Mo stood up, and the little girl, clutching her doll, led him to her home. Along the way, Xiao Mo chatted with the little girl and learned that her name was Ning Wei, and her father had passed away, leaving her and her mother to depend on each other. As they arrived at the entrance of the little girl’s courtyard, they heard the sound of an argument between a man and a woman coming from inside. "Sister-in-law, I’ve told you, Ning Wei getting into Wangchuan Sect is her good fortune. As long as she cultivates well, she will become an immortal, with endless wealth and honor to come. Why won't you understand? Do you know how many people dream of such an opportunity?" "All that talk of wealth and honor! Have you not heard of Wangchuan Sect’s reputation? They're a bunch of ruthless demons!" "Demons? They are immortals! The lord of Maple Leaf City is a disciple of Wangchuan Sect!" the man argued anxiously. "Sister, if you say things like that, it could cost you your head!" "The head? Then so be it! Ning Fugui, how much did Wangchuan Sect promise you to become their spokesperson? Get lost, I told you, I’m not sending Weiwei to Wangchuan Sect!" "Wang Qian! You should heed wise advice when offered! Wangchuan Sect only sends me to speak on account of my niece’s talent. Otherwise, what do you think? A major sect wouldn’t usually bother with a countryside woman like you!" “Spare me!” "Wang Qian! I’m telling you, the people from Wangchuan Sect are running out of patience. Next time, it won't be me coming, but them!" "Bring whoever you like! Get out of here!" "If you won’t heed wise advice, you'll suffer the consequences!" “For the last time, get lost!” With a clatter of a rolling pin banging on the table, a man, cursing under his breath, came running out from the courtyard. Seeing his niece, Ning Fugui paused, then put on a bright smile, greeting her, "Weiwei, you’re back. Come visit Uncle sometime, alright?" "Okay, Uncle," Ning Wei nodded but instinctively hid behind Xiao Mo. Ning Fugui glanced at Xiao Mo, wondering where this handsome young man with such a striking appearance had come from. “Why are you still here?” Just as Ning Fugui was about to ask about the relationship between this handsome young man and his sister-in-law, the woman from the courtyard had already come out, holding a rolling pin, and Ning Fugui quickly made his escape. Wang Qian stood at the doorway, clutching her rolling pin, her chest heaving with fury. Xiao Mo stood aside, observing the woman. She appeared to be around thirty years old, her clothes simple yet flattering her figure. She was fairer than most women in the countryside, and despite her austere clothing, her features were delicate. Combined with the allure of a married woman, she exuded the charm of the "pretty widow" often depicted in romance novels. "I am Xiao Mo, greetings, madam." Xiao Mo bowed respectfully. "Huh?" Lady Wang, having calmed herself, saw the young man by her daughter’s side and quickly returned the courtesy. "No need for such formality, young sir. May I ask who you are?" Though he held a sword sheath, she noted he possessed a scholarly grace mixed with the aura of a wandering knight. "Mother, Chen Wen and the others took my doll and bullied me. Big brother here taught them a lesson and got my doll back," Ning Wei said. "I see," Lady Wang blinked, "My daughter has caused you trouble, young sir." “It was nothing,” Xiao Mo smiled. “However, regarding some things about Weiwei, I'd like to discuss them with you, if I may.” “About Weiwei?” Lady Wang was taken aback and looked questioningly at her daughter. (End of Chapter)