Meng Wanwan, who was already able to sit up, hugged the spirit fruit and started eating it with tears in her eyes.

Although his movements are not yet very flexible, he is able to "take care of himself" a little bit now, right?

It feels so good to be able to control my body!!!

During this period, Meng Xiuyi's eldest disciple, Yunzhao, finally managed to draw qi into his body.

When Meng Xiuyi found out, she almost burst into tears.

Having adopted this child for so many years, we've invested some of the resources we accumulated in him. Although he has a mixed set of three spiritual roots, he has never been able to draw qi into his body.

Unexpectedly, after spending several months fighting for territory with wolf packs and tiger packs, I actually managed to draw qi into my body.

Is it really due to a lack of exercise?

At five months old, Meng Wanwan uttered her first clear word.

She reached out, her large, watery eyes calling out to the still elegant Meng Xiuyi, "Father."

Meng Xiuyi paused for a moment, then picked up Meng Wanwan and held her up to her eyes, asking softly, "What did you call me?"

Meng Wanwan giggled and called out again, "Dad."

Then he pointed to himself with his chubby little finger: "Wanwan."

Meng Xiuyi's lips curved slightly, and she hummed in a low, almost inaudible voice, then said, "Okay, from now on you'll be called Wanwan."

The little girl giggled, her hair had grown long, and her pigtails bounced up and down, making her very cute.

Seeing this, the two boys rushed over.

“Little one, come here, call me senior brother. I’ll pick some fruit for you. I picked two sour plums today.”

Chu You waved two sour plums in front of Meng Wanwan. The sour plums were just ordinary wild fruits and did not possess any spiritual power, so they had no appeal to Meng Wanwan.

She turned her head away and said, "Tch!"

Meng Xiuyi chuckled and patted her head.

Yun Zhao reached out and poked her cheek: "How about your senior brother takes you fishing?"

Meng Wanwan smiled and reached out her hand to Yun Zhao.

Eating fish is fine.

Her senior brother is quite skilled at catching fish.

Yun Zhao smiled and placed Meng Wanwan on his shoulder, holding a wooden fork in his hand.

Meng Wanwan turned around and made a face at Chu You, who looked a little disappointed.

Meng Xiuyi chuckled and patted Chu You on the shoulder: "Go with him."

Chu You's eyes lit up, and he happily followed after her.

Since Meng Xiuyi became a worker for the wolf pack, the wolf pack's camp has moved again and again, and is now close to the middle of Wuyou Mountain.

The resources here are better, and the flora and fauna are more abundant.

Although spiritual fruits are not common, we have still been reaping some harvests every day for the past few months.

The Meng Xiuyi family seems to be showing signs of a change in fortune.

Of course, you also need to be lucky when catching fish.

Meng Wanwan sat steadily on Yun Zhao's shoulders, stretching out her little hands to give directions.

"Ah, left!"

"stamp!"

"Yo-ho~"

"Right, slow down!"

"stamp!"

"beautiful!"

In less than fifteen minutes, Yunzhao had poked three fish.

Chu You followed them with a smile, threading the fish onto a rope.

"I found an iron pot today, and I'll make fish soup for my baby tonight."

Meng Wanwan narrowed her eyes and happily agreed.

"Uh-huh."

Seeing that the girl was happy, Chu You felt even more pleased, realizing that his junior sister still had feelings for him.

Tick-tock!

"Master, an unidentified object is floating above the river."

The little fox's murmuring voice suddenly shattered Meng Wanwan's good mood.

She was sitting high up, and she could see at a glance a black blob floating down from upstream.

Meng Wanwan quickly patted Yun Zhao's head: "Ah ah!"

Then she pointed ahead.

Yun Zhao looked in the direction she pointed and saw a person drifting in from a distance.

Yun Zhao quickly picked up Meng Wanwan and handed her to Chu You: "Take the baby back with you. She's a person. I'll go take a look."

Influenced by Meng Xiuyi, Yun Zhao and Chu You were kind to their surroundings and strangers. Even though they were wary of danger, they would still check things out.

Chu You quickly hugged Meng Wanwan and ran to the riverbank towards the camp.

Yun Zhao then walked towards the middle of the river.

The river wasn't deep; one could walk across it. There were piles of rocks, and you could see the person's clothes, which were torn and ripped by the rocks, from a distance.

As Yun Zhao slowly approached, he saw an exceptionally handsome face.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were tightly closed.

He looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his injuries were quite severe.

The camp was not far from the river, and Meng Xiuyi arrived quickly.

Yunzhao stood in the river, his legs blocking the boy who was floating downstream, but he did not reach out.

Meng Xiuyi walked over and saw the child. She frowned slightly and said to Yun Zhao, "Let's take him back first."

Yun Zhao looked at him and hesitated before saying, "Master..."

Meng Xiuyi picked up the boy and nodded slightly to Yun Zhao: "His wounds were probably caused by someone from the Shanglin Sect. Let's go."

Yun Zhao understood.

Meng Wanwan sat in the camp, with the white fox curled up beside her.

The little fox was fully awake, but it was acting strangely. Meng Wanwan couldn't figure out how it was behaving, so she simply stopped asking.

It appears when it wants to appear, and disappears when it wants to disappear.

Anyway, it will contact her when something happens.

If I don't contact her, it probably means I feel useless.

Just like now, Meng Wanwan asked it, "Niannian, who is this person?"

Niannian: "Sorry, Master, I don't know, the encyclopedia isn't complete yet."

Meng Wanwan shrugged. "Look, what's the use of it?"

The wolf didn't seem to mind that Meng Xiuyi had picked up another person, but it still sniffed him up.

Then a look of confusion appeared in the wolf's eyes.

It let out a low growl, and a pack of wolves surrounded them.

Meng Xiuyi raised his hand: "Brother Wolf, don't worry."

The wolf glanced at him, howled again, and then retreated.

Meng Wanwan stared at Meng Xiuyi with wide eyes, wanting to know if there was something wrong with the boy.

Meng Xiuyi placed the boy on the ground and gently lifted the shirt on his chest, revealing a black lotus tattoo.

"Huh?" Meng Wanwan asked in surprise.

Meng Xiuyi said, "Brother Wolf sensed the murderous aura emanating from him. Such a small child, yet the murderous aura he exudes is terrifying."

After studying for so long, Meng Wanwan naturally learned what evil energy was.

The malevolent energy emanates from evil and infects one's mind and character.

People with a strong aura of malevolence tend to be more violent and tyrannical.

Normal cultivators don't possess malevolent energy, unless...

crooked and unorthodox methods.

Meng Xiuyi examined his body again. Apart from his face, his body was covered with broken and incomplete skin, wounds from various weapons, and even cuts from branches and stones.

The clothes were tattered and torn, in various sizes, and he just threw them on. If he hadn't been wearing thick clothes, they probably wouldn't have been able to cover his flesh at all.

His hair wasn't long, and it was uneven in length, as if he had styled it himself.

He looks like a wild child who can't take care of himself.

Meng Xiuyi had some wound medicine that she had exchanged for spirit fruits a few days ago. After cleaning it up for the child, she said to the three children, "Don't go out for now. It seems that the people from Shanglin Sect are nearby. We need to be careful."

The three children nodded repeatedly.

Meng Xiuyi carried the boy into the cave, found an inconspicuous little hole, and put him down.

"I've done all I can. Whether you can pull through or not is up to you."