124: Refugees, Changing Their Fate

Fang Huai woke up feeling refreshed and physically and mentally at ease, much lighter than before.

Wealth, companions, methods, and location; indeed, not a single one can be lacking.

Wealth: I am not lacking for the moment; I just need to find an opportunity to dispose of the excess items in my Storage Pouch.

Methods: I just made a trip to the Corpse Fiend Sect and obtained quite a few useful things.

Location: Using the Purification Bureau in Sanxian City as a base, I will expand steadily.

As for companions...

Besides being able to help him complete his plans, they can also help him relieve stress and feel physically and mentally refreshed.

When Yun Ping saw Fang Huai and Yun Hui walking out of the room together, she was startled at first, then said happily:

"Immortal Master, you are truly elusive. You didn't even notify us when you returned, going straight to find my younger sister instead."

Yun Hui blushed and said, "Elder sister, what are you talking about!"

Yun Ping laughed, "It's rare to see my carefree younger sister have such a shy side."

After breakfast, Fang Huai instructed Yun Hui to call Toad Old Seven, while he asked Yun Ping about the recent situation in Sanxian City.

Although the Yun Family Sisters were only at the First Level of Qi Refining, because their Skinning Technique had reached Minor Achievement, they could handle Early Stage Yao Beasts without any effort, and could even manage certain Middle Stage Qi Refinement Yao Beasts.

After deducting expenses, in just half a month, the two sisters had already earned over a dozen Spirit Stones.

As the two were talking, Yun Hui had already brought Toad Old Seven back.

Toad Old Seven was drenched in sweat and looked quite disheveled.

Although he was a Martial Artist, it was extremely difficult for him to keep up with Yun Hui's pace, and he had exhausted a great deal of stamina to keep up on the journey.

Upon seeing Fang Huai, he didn't even have time to wipe away his sweat before immediately kneeling and bowing: "This lowly one pays respects to the Immortal Master!"

"How many of the people I asked you to find have you found?"

"Reporting to the Immortal Master, twenty-one..."

Toad Old Seven swallowed hard and answered cautiously.

Seeing that Fang Huai did not respond, he immediately panicked and explained: "Immortal Master, this lowly one has already tried his best, but my status is too low.

I dare not seize people in others' territory, and in my own territory, if I make even the slightest move, a leader comes to question me. It is truly difficult to make a move."

Fang Huai said, "Take me to see them first."

Leaving the courtyard of the Yun Family Sisters, Toad Old Seven originally intended to hail a carriage, but was stopped by Fang Huai: "Too slow."

With a wave of his hand, a Winged Bat appeared out of thin air, glancing at Toad Old Seven with a hint of disdain.

Fang Huai rose into the air, stepping onto the Winged Bat. Seeing Toad Old Seven standing there in a daze, he said, "Do you still need me to invite you?"

Toad Old Seven's legs trembled; it was his first time boarding such a giant creature. Although afraid, he steeled his heart and climbed up.

The Winged Bat rose into the air and flapped its wings to fly high. Fearing he would fall, he hurriedly knelt and grabbed the Winged Bat's fur.

The Winged Bat ascended to dozens of zhang high in the air. As Toad Old Seven watched the figures on the ground rapidly shrink, he felt terrified, yet at the same time, a sense of longing for cultivation arose in him.

The Immortal Master before him had once said that if he performed well, he would lead him onto the path of cultivation, so he was determined to do his utmost for the Immortal Master.

"..."

Why does it feel like someone is speaking?

The wind on the Winged Bat was too loud, and Toad Old Seven had his head drooping. When he finally realized it, he was shocked—it was the Immortal Master!

Then, his back tightened as he was hoisted up by Fang Huai and thrown onto the head of the Winged Bat: "If you don't lead the way, do you expect me to guess where to go myself?"

The Winged Bat sensed something extra on its head and immediately began to shake, causing Toad Old Seven to scream in terror as he clung tightly to the Winged Bat's ears.

"Noisy!"

"Bang—"

With a muffled sound, Fang Huai's palm slapped the Winged Bat, and the several-meter-long Yao Beast was struck so hard it wobbled, nearly falling from the sky.

"Beast, fly steadily for me!"

With Fang Huai's sharp shout, the Winged Bat revealed a look of terror and struggled to return to a stable flight state.

Toad Old Seven swallowed hard and said cautiously, "Immortal Master, how should I command this Yao Beast?"

"Just speak; this Yao Beast is very intelligent and can understand."

...

A quarter of an hour later, the Winged Bat landed at the gate of an ordinary courtyard.

Toad Old Seven tumbled down from the Winged Bat, his hair blown into a mess, his clothes disheveled. Although his legs were trembling, he still wore a fawning smile:

"Immortal Master, this lowly one doesn't have anywhere else to hide people, so I could only hide them in my own home."

Fang Huai nodded; it was difficult for the other party, who was just a small leader in the Fierce Tiger Gang, to do these things.

Toad Old Seven hurriedly went to knock on the courtyard gate, only to hear a shrewish voice from inside:

"Knock, knock, knock, what are you knocking for! Knocking so loudly, aren't you afraid of knocking your palm to pieces!"

When the gate was thrown open, a fat woman with a look of disgust grabbed Toad Old Seven by the ear and dragged him in.

"You useless man, who beat you up like this? Your clothes are all torn to rags."

Toad Old Seven hurriedly broke free and said, "Wife, don't make a scene. The person beside me is an Immortal Master."

"Immortal Master?" The woman trembled and immediately knelt on the ground, "Base citizen Liu Da Hua, not knowing the Immortal Master had arrived, I have offended you. I beg the Immortal Master to spare my life."

"Get up."

Fang Huai didn't bother arguing with the shrew, but he hadn't expected that Toad Old Seven, who acted so arrogantly in front of Mortals, was henpecked at home.

He had no intention of interfering in Toad Old Seven's domestic affairs, nor would he go on a killing spree because of a few words from the woman.

After all, killing a Mortal was too beneath his dignity.

Toad Old Seven and Liu Da Hua, bowing low, led Fang Huai to the backyard and opened the cellar. A stench rushed toward them.

Locked under the cellar were twenty-one Mortals, all showing expressions of terror.

"Let us out!"

Weak voices rose and fell.

"Shut up! If you disturb the Master here, I will kill you right now!"

Toad Old Seven shouted sharply, and everyone fell silent, trembling uncontrollably.

These people were sallow and thin, suffering from serious illnesses, and having defecated and urinated in this cellar for a long time, they had made the place smell unbearable.

Fang Huai nodded and asked, "How many of them have Sanxian City household registration?"

Toad Old Seven said in a panic, "Immortal Master, with my abilities, if I were to seize people with household registration, I would be discovered within a few days. I can only catch some Refugees."

Fang Huai waved his hand, signaling him to stop.

Twirling his fingertips, a burst of pure Qi entered the cellar, instantly dispelling the stench.

The Refugees locked in the cellar felt their minds become much clearer and their physical condition improve slightly, looking at Fang Huai in astonishment.

Is this person an Immortal Master?

"As Refugees, unable to eat your fill or dress warmly, suffering from serious illnesses, and left to be slaughtered by others, it is truly pitiful."

Fang Huai sighed, his eyes filled with pity.

The Refugees' eyes flickered. Could it be that the Immortal Master before them was actually a good person?

But no matter how they looked at it, this Immortal Master seemed to be in cahoots with the person who locked them up.

"Do you want to change your fate?"

The pity in Fang Huai's eyes deepened.

The Refugees looked puzzled; what exactly did the Immortal Master mean by changing their fate?

"They don't want to change their fate; keep them locked up."

Fang Huai put away his pity and said coldly to Toad Old Seven, "I have cast a Spell; they won't die for a short time. Just throw some coarse grain and pour some water down every day to keep them alive."

Fang Huai's voice was not quiet, and the Refugees in the cellar heard it clearly, immediately panicking:

"We want to change our fate!"

"Let us out!"

"Change fate, change fate, we said we want to change our fate!"

"..."

Toad Old Seven listened to the cries from the cellar and hesitated, "Immortal Master?"

Fang Huai didn't even look back as he walked toward the front yard, "The wind is too strong; I didn't hear anything."