A Three-and-a-Half-Year-Old Toddler, Soaring Through the Cultivation World

[Mind Reading + Max-Level Cute Kid + Brainless Fun + Light and Humorous + Minor Group Portrait]

Recently, the cultivation world has had a good laugh: the debt-ridden and perpetually unlucky Q...

Chapter 58: Chess Piece Another chess piece appears!

Chapter 58: Chess Piece Another chess piece appears!

[No, come back. Save her, you bastard!]

The roar in my mind was shrill and desperate.

But outside, there was only silence.

Xiaobai was standing alone.

The cold forbidden light flickered, imprisoning her small figure inside.

She looked in the direction where "Yun Zheng" disappeared, her big eyes filled with confusion and a hint of disbelief... hurt.

Brother Yunzheng, why?

Isn’t it true that he can’t defeat those ghosts?

Why would he abandon himself?

The chill creeps up from the soles of my feet to my heart little by little.

Deep in the shadows of the alley, a pair of cold eyes were watching all this.

Yun Zheng didn't really leave.

He looked with disgust at the small figure in the restriction who seemed a little at a loss.

That purity and ignorance are as dazzling as a needle.

Why?

People like them were meant to struggle and rot in the mud.

This warmth and light only made him feel sick and jealous.

[Save her. Please, I beg you. I can stop trying to take back my body and stop looking for that medicinal herb! As long as you save her, I promise you that I will do anything for you from now on.]

The 'self' inside the body is wailing and begging, with a voice so humble that it is in the dust.

He was making a deal, using what little obsession he had left.

Yun Zheng's lips curled up in a mocking arc, and he remained indifferent.

"It's too late."

He responded coldly in his heart.

"Besides, who cares?"

In the ban, Xiaobai blinked.

The confusion in those big eyes gradually faded away.

Brother Yun Zheng really ran away.

She sniffed, feeling a little aggrieved, but not that sad.

Second Brother once said that you can’t assume that someone is a good person just because he or she is good-looking.

We can't let our guard down just because someone looks weak.

I was fooled because I saw that Brother Yun Zheng was good-looking and seemed unable to defeat those evil spirits.

Yes, I almost forgot that this is the underworld where the laws of heaven and earth cannot change.

How could he be just a weak scholar?

Her little head started to work quickly.

It doesn't matter. As Second Brother said, every failure makes you wiser. Just remember this lesson.

I can't trust good-looking strangers easily in the future. She lowered her head and touched the cold forbidden light wall with her small hand.

This formation seems a little familiar.

Could it be that he came specifically for her?

The person who set up the formation knows her very well.

That kind of spiritual power was actually absorbed directly when it hit it.

At this moment, outside the restriction, the air distorted slightly.

A figure appeared silently.

It's a young boy.

He looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, and was wearing a brocade robe that was out of place with the gloomy atmosphere of the place.

There was no ghostly aura about him, but instead there were fluctuations of spiritual energy.

A cultivator? What are you doing here?

The boy was also looking at her.

The look in his eyes was strange, with undisguised murderous intent.

But he seemed as if he was trying hard to endure something, with his brows furrowed.

Xiaobai's gaze froze; she saw it.

There was a faint black aura lingering around the young man.

It was so faint that if she wasn't extremely sensitive to it, she would hardly be able to detect it.

But that breath was so familiar that it made her heart shudder.

So that's how it is. Xiaobai's little face showed a look of understanding.

It's 'his' chess piece.

No wonder that city lord suddenly attacked her.

I guess he was also bewitched by this chess piece.

The corners of Xiaobai's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of cunning that was not in line with his age.

She spoke in a baby voice, but her voice clearly penetrated the ban: "Hey, that guy."

The boy's eyes became fierce, and his murderous intent became stronger. "Are you here to kill me too?"

Xiaobai tilted his head and asked innocently.

"But didn't your master tell you that I'm very powerful?"

"Is it because I sent a small fry like you that I think you look down on me or yourself?"

Her words were as straightforward as a child's, yet extremely sharp. The boy's face turned livid in an instant, and the patience in his eyes seemed to have reached its limit.

Xiaobai's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a strange light flowing in the depths of his pupils.

Not only could she see the black air now, she could also vaguely sense something deeper, such as the causal line entangled with the young man.

Scarlet, sticky, and smelling of blood, those were human lives, lots and lots of human lives.

This young man is evil at heart. The black energy is no longer simply attached to him, but has penetrated deep into his bones and become one with him.

It became part of his strength and part of who he was.

Save him?

Xiaobai shook his head in his heart, and the indifference of a cultivator quietly emerged in his small body.

Such scum who actively throws himself into darkness and feeds on the lives of others is not worth saving.

In fact, killing him might be the way to do justice.

So that he won't harm others again.

This black energy is different from the poor creatures that were corroded by evil energy and had no control over their own actions that they had encountered before.

Those people were forced to sink, and although they were unwilling to do so, there was still a chance of recovery.

And the young man in front of him took the initiative to embrace the darkness.

Xiaobai could even feel that he seemed to be enjoying it.

Enjoy this power, enjoy the thrill of killing.

Xiaobai sighed in her heart almost inaudibly. Her old rival in destiny, whose identity she didn't know, was really omnipresent.

His power has penetrated so deeply that even this remote ghost town has his carefully placed chess pieces.

Moreover, the nature of the chess pieces is becoming increasingly worse.

Xiaobai straightened his little back.

Looking at the boy in front of him, there was no longer the previous ignorance and grievance in his eyes, only cold scrutiny.

And a hint of eagerness to fight.

That’s just right. I’ll use you to try out the new skills I’ve learned.