232: I don't want to be a fool anymore

“Brother Huan… did you hear that?” Lin Fan asked, surprised.

Though he didn’t know how Huan Xier heard it, he still urgently advised, “Absolutely not! This method is unheard of, and the dangers are unpredictable. Brother Huan, you absolutely cannot make such a hasty decision.”

Huan Xier slowly lowered his head, as if he had thought of something, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

“My godmother… she doesn’t acknowledge me, just because I’m a fool. I don’t want to be a fool; I want to be normal.”

Huan Xier pouted, and even the bun on top of his head seemed listless.

His godmother was actually his birth mother; Huan Xier had known this for a long time…

Lin Fan was stunned, his expression gradually dimming.

Yes, he had been considering everything from his own perspective, weighing the risks and benefits, but he had never considered… Huan Xier’s own opinion.

Just because he was a fool.

Lin Fan believed he had never looked at Huan Xier with different eyes, but he couldn’t deceive himself. Deep down, he still regarded Huan Xier as a fool.

A fool who couldn’t make his own decisions and needed others to take care of him.

“I’m sorry…” Lin Fan felt guilty, patting Huan Xier’s shoulder. “Brother Huan, this matter might not be as simple as you think…”

Huan Xier looked up, revealing a sorrowful smile. “Lin Fan, you are a good person, and my only good friend. Everyone else treats me like a fool, only you treat me like a normal person, but…”

“I want my father and mother to treat me like a normal person too,” Huan Xier’s voice grew softer and softer, as he secretly looked up at Lin Fan’s expression.

“I also don’t want people, whenever they mention the Dragon Herding Daoist, to first say he has a foolish son…”

“I want to make my godmother happy, make her smile more, and not be so tired.”

The more Huan Xier spoke, the more wronged he felt. Everyone thought he was a fool, so they didn’t avoid him when speaking, but he…

wasn’t actually that foolish.

Lin Fan’s heart was filled with mixed emotions. He didn’t know whether he should try to dissuade him. Deep down, he hoped Huan Xier could return to normal, but the dangers were unpredictable.

And…

He wasn’t quite at ease with this Senior.

“Senior, may I ask how confident you are in this matter?” Lin Fan asked, no longer using a sound transmission.

The old man in the sword pondered for a moment. “This old man is seventy percent confident of success.”

“Only seventy percent?” Lin Fan was not very satisfied with this success rate.

“Heh, only seventy percent?”

The old man in the sword almost laughed out of anger. This boy had no idea how difficult it was. If he hadn’t been in the Sage Realm in his lifetime and had a preliminary understanding of the Dao, he probably wouldn’t even have seventy percent confidence.

The old man in the sword knew that telling Lin Fan these things was like casting pearls before swine. He was merely in the Foundation Establishment Realm and couldn’t understand this, so he had to use simpler language.

“Seventy percent is not low. If this old man hadn’t delved into the Divine Soul Dao, even another Saint wouldn’t be able to achieve seventy percent.”

Lin Fan said no more and turned to look at Huan Xier.

“Yes, seventy percent is not a small amount…”

Huan Xier made up his mind; he didn’t want to be a fool anymore!

Such a congenital loss of soul was rare and difficult to recover from.

The Dragon Herding Daoist tried every method, even inviting a Saint from Shangyin Mountain, but they couldn’t completely cure him. They could only clean his spiritual platform slightly to prevent him from being so foolish.

Now that he had such a hard-won opportunity, he didn’t want to give up, even if the risks were unknown.

Perhaps if he missed this chance, he would never have another opportunity in his life.

The main reason was that the conditions were too harsh. First, one needed a Saint’s Divine Soul that also had extensive knowledge of the Divine Soul Dao.

Secondly, it had to be within this Hundred Saints Secret Realm, the Ghost Domain Secret Realm.

Finally, the Saint’s Divine Soul had to be willing to actively help him.

One must know that even after success, Huan Xier’s thoughts would be dominant, because the three souls belonged to Huan Xier, and the Saint’s Divine Soul could only replace the spiritual wisdom soul.

“Please, Senior, make your move!”

Huan Xier no longer hesitated.

“Alas…”

Lin Fan sighed deeply, shaking his head as he handed the black sword to Huan Xier, his gaze fixed on him, feeling emotional.

He hoped it would succeed, but he wondered if, when they met again, he would still be the same Huan Xier…

…

Inside the Yuan Residence.

Mo Qianqian sat on a chair, with the butler respectfully standing opposite her, slightly bent over to show respect.

Although the butler had been in the Yuan Residence for hundreds of years and held a much higher position in the master’s heart than Mo Qianqian, the butler still showed great respect.

Because he was a servant.

No matter how high his status, he was still a servant, while Mo Qianqian, even though she had just entered the residence, was a master.

Once he failed to know his place, his life would be over. Master Yuan would not allow servants to lord it over their masters.

“Madam, you called me.”

The butler’s old face wore a humble smile. Even though Mo Qianqian couldn’t truly be considered a madam because she wasn’t formally married, he still addressed her as such.

Mo Qianqian’s exquisite face broke into a smile. She stood up, helped the butler up, and seated him on a chair, saying, “Uncle Yuan, there’s no need to be so polite. You’ve served the master for many years and are already family. In the future, this little girl will still rely on your care.”

Although Mo Qianqian said this, she did not correct Uncle Yuan’s address.

“Madam is too kind. May I ask why you called this old man?”

The butler didn’t exchange too many pleasantries with her. It was never a good thing for him to be too close to certain madams.

Mo Qianqian turned and returned to her chair, sitting down with her chin resting on her hand, not appearing dignified at all, but rather somewhat playful and cute.

“I have a friend, named Xu Sanyan. Could I trouble Uncle Yuan to ‘invite’ him here?”

When she said “invite,” she slightly emphasized the word.

Uncle Yuan understood, meaning to tie him up and bring him.

“What is this person’s cultivation level? Do you know where he is now?”

“Mid-stage of the Midao realm, I don’t know where he is,” Mo Qianqian shook her head.

“Madam, rest assured, there will be news within three days,” Uncle Yuan said calmly, not taking such a small matter to heart.

“Then, many thanks, Uncle Yuan.”

Mo Qianqian smiled brightly, her beautiful appearance causing Uncle Yuan to pause, then immediately lower his head, not daring to look further, while also praising in his heart,

So beautiful.

“This old man will take his leave.”

“Mm.”

Mo Qianqian did not stand up to see him off, merely staring unblinkingly out the door.

Since she had already committed herself to the Yuan Residence, she might as well use the Yuan Residence’s power to gain more benefits for herself.

The reason she wanted to ‘invite’ Xu Sanyan was because he possessed a treasure,

a Jade Slip.

Luo Changtian had already told her that the Jade Slip contained a Sage’s understanding of the Dao, making it extremely valuable, and she naturally wanted it too.

Mo Qianqian casually picked up a pastry from the table and put it in her mouth to taste. A wisp of pure Soul Power infused her body, invigorating her spirit.

The things she had previously tried so hard to acquire were readily available within the Yuan Residence, simply because Yuan Anping was the Chief Constable, ranking second in this city!

“Here… it doesn’t seem so bad either.”

Mo Qianqian leaned back in her chair. For some reason, lately, Fang Qingge’s figure always came to mind.

When she was captured before, she had secretly hoped deep down that someone would come to her rescue like a hero, forcefully entering the Yuan Residence to save her.

Unfortunately, until Yuan Anping finished his business and pulled up his pants, no one came to save her.