18: The star of destiny shows off its power

Wu Yinyao awoke again from her dream.

Tears had unknowingly soaked the silk quilt.

"How do I feel like... I had another dream?" The seven-year-old girl struggled to sit up, tears continuously gushing out.

Logically speaking, at seven years old, she shouldn't have been able to comprehend such complex emotions, but she, on the contrary, understood them all.

Her body was like a fledgling, but her soul was quietly aging.

"Meng Yun... Meng Yun... Husband?"

Her mind was still unclear right after waking up, until at a certain moment, her consciousness fully revived.

Thinking of that name, thinking of that person, a sharp pain pierced her small heart.

She struggled to get up, stumbling to the mirror. Even though she bumped her calf in her haste, Wu Yinyao endured the pain, lit a candle, and examined herself.

That's right, this was indeed her seven-year-old self!

"Is it a dream, or a premonition?"

"Or even... have I fallen into a cycle of reincarnation?!"

Many thoughts raced through her mind, and Wu Yinyao's expression gradually became complex.

These memories were not something a seven-year-old girl should possess!

As if to verify something, she followed the dream's guidance, imitating Meng Yun's past teachings, and attempted to activate Qimen Dunjia.

Then, she succeeded.

Wu Yinyao's expression changed drastically. She could clearly feel that her heavenly secrets had been temporarily shielded, and no one would be able to probe them for a short period!

Qimen Dunjia was real!

That meant the dream, no, it wasn't a dream at all. It was her, reaching death as an end, and then falling back into the cycle of reincarnation!

Tears gushed out again.

In this life, she must save him, she must!

...

[In the final years of the dynasty, rebellions arose frequently, and the common people suffered greatly. You blended in with the beggars, silently assessing the situation and accumulating strength.]

[Late at night, you heard the cries of poultry, waking from a deep dream in a cold sweat. You frantically investigated and unexpectedly discovered that the chicken coop had collapsed for no reason, and all the chicks you had painstakingly raised were dead without exception.]

[You pondered for a long time, knowing that the Sky Fiend Lone Star had begun to take effect, frantically restraining the low-luck creatures around you.]

[Hungry, you drank a large bowl of chicken soup.]

[With warmth in your stomach, you felt something and instantly broke through to the early Post-celestial stage, embarking on the path of a martial cultivator.]

[Early the next morning, Luo Mian came to play with you, but accidentally fell, immediately scraping his knee, bleeding profusely. Upon learning of this, you quietly watched him, pondering for a long time.]

[Another day, under the starry night, you shouldered your pack and left your hometown, Huangsha Town, without looking back. Luo Mian brought food to find you, only to discover that the place was empty.]

[Half a month later, a princess's entourage unexpectedly arrived and inexplicably stayed in Huangsha Town for several days. During this time, the princess's hidden guards took action, eliminating assassination attempts lurking in the shadows before they could fully develop.]

[The princess's entourage finally departed, and with them went the young Luo Mian.]

[By this time, you had already been traveling north for many days. Aside from traveling, you practiced swordsmanship with a small wooden sword, gaining insights in just a few days.]

Nine-year-old Meng Yun walked north, his mind set on only one destination.

That was the Heavenly Chasm he had seen in the historical fault.

Most likely, the dwelling place of the demon seeds.

According to rumors, this kind of terrain only existed in the extreme north.

Meng Yun's progress in strength could be described as rapid, like a thousand miles a day. In just over a month, he had easily broken through the barrier of the mid Post-celestial stage.

In this small world, confined by demon seeds, a mere mid Post-celestial stage was enough to lord over a city.

And Meng Yun was only nine years old.

With sword qi emanating, Meng Yun easily slaughtered two demon beasts. Taking them to the city would at least fetch him some travel money.

"Mid Post-celestial demon beasts should sell for at least a hundred taels of silver..."

Meng Yun thought happily as he walked out of the forest, only to suddenly encounter a group of bandits.

The leader was a burly man holding a huge hammer, a sinister grin on his face: "Kid, how did you get a bargain on the demon beasts that our brothers injured?"

Meng Yun feigned extreme terror, but his eyes were as calm as a deep abyss: "Mercy, great sir!"

The burly man sneered disdainfully: "Look at you, you look good but your courage is smaller than a mouse! How about this, I'm in a good mood, give me the demon beasts, and be my personal attendant, and I'll spare your life!"

"That's right, hand them over obediently, and we'll spare your life!" The numerous henchmen echoed.

Although Meng Yun was young, he had, after all, safely emerged from the deep mountains and old forests, so it was possible he had some hidden cards.

Robbery was one thing, but don't force people to their deaths.

"Um..." Meng Yun's eyes darted around: "If I don't hand them over, will my life be forfeit?"

"Naturally! Less nonsense!" The big man raised the giant hammer in his hand.

"No, no, no, I'll hand them over, I'll hand them over!" Meng Yun said, placing the demon beasts on the ground:

"Good sirs, this demon meat is extremely gamey. Coincidentally, I'm somewhat skilled at butchering. How about you let me handle these demon beasts?"

"You may be timid, but you're sensible! I don't think you'd dare to play tricks. Quickly help me butcher and prepare the meat!"

"If you ruin the boss's good meat, watch out, the big boss will smash you to pieces with one hammer!" The henchmen echoed again.

"No problem, no problem..." Meng Yun took out a small dagger and began to bleed and cut the meat skillfully.

Because of the Sky Fiend Lone Star, Meng Yun had not dared to interact with anyone on his journey, fearing he would bring disaster to strangers.

Since this group of people was coming for his life, he might as well give it a good try...

Thoughts flickered, and the dagger in Meng Yun's hand moved so fast it left afterimages. This display made the burly man's eyes gleam with admiration, almost unable to stop himself from cheering.

Where did this kid come from?

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the hundred catties of meat from the two demon beasts had been completely butchered.

"I'm also somewhat skilled at roasting meat. Don't you good sirs want to try?" Meng Yun chuckled.

Feeding chickens leftovers would cause them to die suddenly.

Now he was meticulously cooking delicious food... if these people ate it, wouldn't they just take off then and there?

The burly man indeed did not disappoint Meng Yun's expectations: "Seeing how skilled you are at butchering, your roasted meat must also be exceptional. Let's try it, let's try it!"

"I'll be watching you right here. I don't think you'd dare to put poison in it..."

"How could I..." Meng Yun chuckled awkwardly, and began to roast the meat.

Before long, the golden-brown, fragrant roasted meat began to entice the bandits' appetites.

"Come, come, good sirs, eat!" Meng Yun said, grinning.

"You eat first!" The burly man didn't trust him, randomly took a piece of meat, and threw it to Meng Yun.

"Thank you, good sirs!" Meng Yun took it with a smile, blew on it to cool it, and immediately devoured it.

The bandits looked at each other, watching Meng Yun's actions, continuously swallowing saliva: "This stuff, it smells so damn good!"

Never mind, let's eat!

They all grabbed roasted meat and began to feast without concern for their image.

"Delicious, delicious!"

"Kid, come to our stronghold and be our cook. We'll even give you a wife for free!"

"Hehe, you don't even have a wife yourself, and you're tricking people... Cough, cough, cough..."

Third Brother, what's wrong, Third Brother!

Everyone was greatly alarmed, digging at their throats, patting backs, and even performing the Heimlich maneuver, but it was useless!

Watching as the unlucky Third Brother's face turned purplish-red, he convulsed for a bit and then died.

Meng Yun: ...

The Sky Fiend Lone Star is truly terrifying!

"Third Brother, Third Brother!!"

"Damn it, you little brat, you must have harmed him!"

The leading burly man glared furiously, clutching his big hammer, swinging his arm in a wide arc, ready to smash Meng Yun's head.

"Bang"!

One of the henchmen was head-smashed by the force of his own boss's extended arm.

He didn't even make a sound.

"Tsk tsk." Meng Yun shook his head at the sight.

Having roughly tested the power of the Sky Fiend Lone Star, Meng Yun also put away his playful mood.

He looked at the enraged burly man, his face no longer timid.

With a casual flick of his small dagger, sword qi sliced through, easily splitting the group of bandits in half.

"Hoo... hoo..."

"You, you are a Post-celestial master..." The burly man finally saw the truth.

Unfortunately, it was in the moment before death.

His eyes were wide open, unwilling to close in death.

Meng Yun was without joy or sorrow. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind arose, sweeping up withered branches and fallen leaves, completely burying all the corpses.

Just as he was about to leave, his sharp eyes noticed a small white fox tied behind a tree, its hind leg completely red with blood, indicating it was injured.

It trembled all over, looking at Meng Yun, a piece of roasted meat in front of it already mostly eaten.

"Oh? You little fellow, you ate so much of my meat, and you didn't suffer a karmic backlash from misfortune?"

Meng Yun was puzzled. So he grabbed the small fox by the scruff of its neck, lifted it up, and observed it carefully.

"Oh, it looks like it's a female..."

"Screech—!!"

The little fox sensed Meng Yun's gaze, struggled desperately, and cried out in shame and indignation.