483: Chapter 483 I am not his daughter

Fusang Province, Qinghuo Kingdom, Qixia City.

This was a city where Mortals and Cultivators coexisted. On one street, there were spirit talisman shops selling spirit fruits and the like, while another street had grain stores and vendors hawking candied haws; the two bluestone streets were not far apart.

The Spiritual Qi in the city was thin, inferior to Baiyan Province, and certainly not comparable to Cangwu Province. Since the origin earth vein of the Moon Shadow resided in the southeast of Cangwu, the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the southeast of Cangwu had greatly increased, and Cangwu Province had benefited from it as well.

Surprisingly, the crimson erosion qi in the air was also much thinner than in Baiyan Province.

Ling Hao brought Yue Xinlan and Yu Lingshuang into the city gate. All three of them had restrained their Auras and slightly concealed their appearances; otherwise, with Ling Hao's dashing and handsome looks, Yu Lingshuang's cold and elegant beauty, and Yue Xinlan's exquisite, doll-like face, they would likely have attracted attention the moment they entered the city.

Of course, it wasn't a complete transformation; acquaintances would recognize them at a glance.

"Strange," Ling Hao scanned the streets and alleys, saying in a low voice, "The erosion qi in Fusang Province is even less than in Baiyan Province? With the li tripod in my hand, the main Seal of Fusang Province should have some defects."

Yu Lingshuang shook her head, "Fusang Province is different from Cangwu Province. There are no main roots of the Fallen Immortal Ancient Banyan in Fusang Province. Perhaps that is the reason."

Ling Hao raised an eyebrow: "It actually doesn't have any? Why?"

Yu Lingshuang shook her head: "I don't know."

Yue Xinlan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, her voice cold and clear: "The main root of the Fallen Immortal Ancient Banyan that extended to Fusang Province was destroyed."

Both of them looked at her simultaneously. Seeing her small face tightened, her brows slightly furrowed, looking just like a cat about to bristle, Ling Hao raised the corners of his mouth. He didn't even ask who had destroyed the main root, and teased, "No need to be like this, relax."

Yue Xinlan let out a "Hmph" and turned her face away.

The three of them happened to pass by a small stall selling candied haws. On the bamboo target were strings of crystal-clear hawthorn fruits, coated in amber-colored sugar, glistening alluringly in the sunlight.

The old woman running the stall had a kind face. Seeing Yue Xinlan walk past with a tense face, she couldn't help but smile: "What a cute little girl, why are you pouting? Come, have a stick of candied haws."

Yue Xinlan glanced back, then turned her head away again, saying coldly: "No."

The old woman didn't mind, smiling as she pulled down a stick and handed it to her: "Don't be shy, take it, it's free."

The candied haws were bright and dripping with juice, the sugar coating thin and crispy, the hawthorns plump, poking red and bright right in front of Yue Xinlan.

She pursed her lips. Whether it was due to the craving of this child's body or because she hadn't tasted this thing in ten thousand years, she reached out and took it involuntarily.

"...Thank you." The voice was very small.

The old woman smiled even more kindly and turned to Ling Hao and Yu Lingshuang: "What a polite, good child! Looking at the two of you, you must be from the capital, right? Don't mind this old woman's nagging, if the child wants to eat, let her eat. As parents, when you are out, you should let your child be happy."

Ling Hao and Yu Lingshuang looked at each other, the corners of their mouths twitching simultaneously, almost unable to contain their laughter.

Just now, Yue Xinlan had turned her face away, and that look of "I want to eat but I'm pretending not to" was indeed very much like a child who wanted to eat but was being proud and arrogant.

Yue Xinlan had just extended the tip of her tongue to lick the sugar coating when her movements paused.

Her face darkened.

"I—am—not—his—daughter!"

Every word was enunciated, very serious, and very forceful.

Heaven knows how many times she had been mistaken for Ling Hao and Yu Lingshuang's daughter on this journey. That was why she had been keeping a straight face the whole time—and yet, even with a straight face, she was still misunderstood.

Ling Hao raised his hand and waved, silently dissipating the aftermath of the Aura that Yue Xinlan had unconsciously leaked.

Although the old woman hadn't been directly hit by the Aura, she was startled by the sudden darkening of her expression and hurriedly waved her hands: "Oh my, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this old woman is blind..."

Yue Xinlan took a deep breath, realizing she had overreacted.

She secretly gritted her teeth—it was all this child's body's fault; even her emotions were becoming like a child's.

She waved her hand, her tone softening: "It was I who lost my composure."

With a gentle movement of her fingertips, a strand of warm Spiritual Qi entered the old woman's body. It not only smoothed out the fright but also quietly repaired several hidden ailments, adding a few wisps of vitality. It counted as an apology.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, feeling that her body suddenly felt much lighter. She touched her face and realized that the wrinkles had reduced a lot. Associating this with the glimmer of light just now, she hurriedly prepared to kneel.

"Are you Immortal Masters?! This old woman offended you just now..."

Yue Xinlan extended her right hand, supporting her with Spiritual Qi from a distance, "No need..."

"Boom—rumble—"

The ground suddenly shook violently.

In the distant sky, a piece of crimson mist surged over like a tidal wave. The erosion qi was as thick as congealed blood, dyeing half the sky dark red.

Within the mist, countless hideous black shadows galloped and roared, dense and overwhelming, covering the sky and the earth.

Cultivators took to the air, gazing into the distance.

"The Erosion Beast Tide is here! There are Nascent Soul level ones!"

"So many! How did it suddenly—"

"It's over, it's over, our remote little city's City Lord is only a Golden Core True Person at the highest—"

The street was instantly in chaos. Mortals cried and fled, stalls were overturned, children were separated from adults, and the Cultivators all turned pale.

Ling Hao frowned slightly; they had encountered an Erosion Beast Tide as soon as they arrived?

A steady female voice rang out from the city wall, clear like gold and stone, overpowering all the clamor.

"No need to panic. Cultivators in the city, follow me to kill the Erosion Beasts."

As the voice fell, a cyan figure was already standing above the city tower, flying through the air.

"It's Fairy An! Fairy An is still here!"

"Right! I almost forgot, Fairy An came a month ago! She is a Nascent Soul True Lord!"

"With a Nascent Soul True Lord here, what is an Erosion Beast Tide!"

"Last time, Fairy An could slay ten Golden Core Erosion Beasts with one sword! Everyone, don't panic, follow her!"

"With Fairy An here, our Qixia City is safe!"

The voices of the Cultivators turned from panic to excitement, and they flew into the air one after another, flying towards the cyan figure.

Ling Hao looked up.

That cyan figure stood in the air, her posture as slender as bamboo. She wore a light green gradient chest-length skirt embroidered with white flowers, paired with a thin green gauze coat with fine sparkles, her clothes fluttering, like shrouded mist and clouds.

Her waist was tied with a silk ribbon of the same color, accentuating her slender waist that could be held in one hand. Her dark hair was coiled into a bun with a white jade hairpin, a few loose strands falling by her ears, her face delicate and clean.

Her brows and eyes were peaceful, her gaze calm and cautious.

The whole person was like a sword hidden in a scabbard, her edge unrevealed, yet she possessed a dignified Aura.

Fairy An, Nascent Soul True Lord.

Ling Hao touched his chin, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer.

Beside him, Yu Lingshuang's voice drifted over, sounding gloomy: "My Sect Master, what is it, have you taken a liking to her?"

Ling Hao touched his nose, "How could that be, I'm just curious."

"Let's go, let's go see too."

Yu Lingshuang rolled her eyes, "What is there to see? That so-called Fairy An, judging by her Aura and Moves, should be a Disciple from a large Sect. Dealing with this one Nascent Soul Stage Erosion Beast is easy."

"I'm not looking at that, it's that this Erosion Beast Tide is not right, it wasn't formed naturally..."

"The Erosion Beast Tide isn't right?"