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"Xiao Ba, are you sure we're heading in the right direction?"

"Aren't we almost at the mortal realm already??"

Nan Qing, dressed in a plain white robe embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, stood atop a flying sword. Her long black hair danced in the wind, and she was surrounded by spiritual energy, like a celestial being banished from the heavens, untouched by the mortal world.

At this moment, Nan Qing was slightly speechless.

She is currently traversing the cultivation world on her sword, heading towards the mortal realm to search for this generation's chosen one of destiny, who is only five years old...

Yes, that's right, five years old!

She both hoped he would be the chosen one, and was also... slightly speechless.

In this world, she is over a thousand years old, while the chosen one is only five years old...

If he is the chosen one, isn't that a bit too outrageous?

If he were an adult, I wouldn't mind being over a thousand years old, but he's only five...

Um... she seems to have suddenly lost interest?

In this world, she is called Nan Qing, possesses a mutated ice spirit root, and has the Daoist name Ling Shuang Zhenren. She is the Supreme Elder of the Qingyun Sect, and the current sect leader is her junior disciple.

As for her master, senior brothers, and senior sisters?

They've all ascended! They've all ascended! They all ascended hundreds of years ago!

She's the only one left, and she's still unable to ascend!

In this world, her encounter with the chosen one is when she is to keep a hundred-year promise with the king of the Southern Kingdom in the mortal realm. On her way, she encounters a child who has been kidnapped by a demonic cultivator. After rescuing him, she discovers that he is an illegitimate son of an unfavored noble family in the mortal realm. His family sacrificed him to the demonic cultivator in exchange for protection.

She rescued the child, took him back to the Qingyun Sect, and entrusted him to the sect's outer elders, where he grew up within the sect.

This child is like a protagonist from a cultivation novel, with an overpowered protagonist who has a cheat code all the way. Cultivating immortality and breaking through is as easy as drinking water for him. He can transform into an infant in a hundred years and ascend to immortality after three hundred years. He is a legend in the cultivation world.

Before Nan Qing entered this body, his cultivation had already reached the Great Perfection of the Tribulation Transcending Stage, but he just couldn't find the opportunity to ascend.

But as soon as Nanqing's soul entered her body, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in, causing the spiritual energy within a thousand miles to frantically converge on Ling Shuang Peak where her cave was located. The Nine-Nine Purple Lightning for her tribulation and ascension was already condensed, but she casually waved her hand, and the lightning tribulation was completely dissipated.

This scene left the Qingyun Sect Master and other elders, who had been drawn in by the lightning tribulation, dumbfounded. The Sect Master, Qinghe Zhenren, even felt a wave of dizziness and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before his master ascended to immortality, he repeatedly instructed him to keep a close eye on his uncle's cultivation and not to slack off!

If he ascends to immortality before his martial uncle, then he's doomed...

In any case, Nan Qing couldn't possibly understand his feelings at that moment. She was only focused on quickly dispelling the lightning tribulation; she hadn't come here just to undergo a tribulation herself.

Her mission in this small world is simple: to bring back the chosen one.

So she went to the Southern Kingdom of the mortal realm as originally planned.

Before she began her spiritual practice, she was a princess of the Southern Kingdom. Although the world has changed and a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, she still fulfilled her promise to the Southern Kingdom, protecting it for a thousand years. This year is the last time she will return to the Southern Kingdom to keep her promise.

[It's almost here! The information from Heaven indicates it's in this area. Host, please be patient. Don't be so impatient just because the chosen one is only five years old.]

Nan Qing: "..."

It's hard to stay calm about this, okay?

Forget it, she felt she still had to rely on herself. She spread her divine sense in all directions, covering a radius of thousands of miles with herself as the center.

Oh ho, I found you, little wolf cub~~

She flashed across the landscape, covering hundreds of miles in an instant, and finally landed on a desolate mountain path.

Not far away, a black-robed demon priest was holding a five- or six-year-old boy, grinning maliciously as he whispered:

"You little brat, your father has already sacrificed you to me. Be a good boy and come back to the Demon Abyss with me, or else... hmph!"

The boy was only waist-high to him. He was being held by the back of the neck. His face was pale, but he kept his lips tightly pressed together and didn't say a word. There was no fear in his obsidian eyes. Instead, there was a calmness that was beyond his age.

"Oh? What else?"

Nan Qing appeared directly, her spiritual energy completely concealed. In the eyes of ordinary people, she was just like an ordinary woman.

"who!"

The black-robed demonic cultivator suddenly turned around, his cold gaze sweeping over Nan Qing, and he let out a cold snort.

"How dare you, a mere ant, meddle in other people's business?"

He raised his hand and waved, sending a twisted black mist straight towards Nan Qingmen's face. This attack would be enough to kill even a cultivator below the Foundation Establishment stage, let alone a mortal, or even dissolve their flesh and blood.

However, the black mist suddenly stopped three feet away from her and then disappeared silently.

The demonic cultivator instantly became alert, and his demonic energy surged.

"I'll see what you're capable of!"

Nan Qing: "..."

The saying "villains die from talking too much" is so true. If he had run away earlier, she might not have even bothered with him.

She slowly approached, showing no fear of the black energy. Several attacks from the demonic cultivators were launched at her, but they were like drops of water falling into the ocean, having no effect whatsoever, and all of them dissipated in front of her.

"Is that all you've got? Trying to collect offerings?"

Nan Qing simply raised her hand and waved it, sending a light, floating stream of spiritual energy towards the demonic cultivator.

The demonic cultivator scoffed. "Ha," he thought, "this spiritual energy clearly has little power. Do you think he's some insignificant little cultivator?"

"you......"

Before he could finish his threatening remarks, spiritual energy enveloped him, and he found himself unable to speak.

This seemingly light spiritual energy contained an unparalleled pressure he had never felt before!

"Bang—"

The black-robed demonic cultivator vanished into nothingness, leaving not even a trace of black energy behind.

Having dealt with the gossipy demonic cultivator, Nan Qing stopped three steps in front of the Chosen One.

"Little one, what's your name?"

"Taipei".

Nan Qing glanced at him from head to toe, then suddenly smiled.

She initially thought it was boring, but now she finds it very interesting. Wouldn't it be...exciting?! ?

He can't possibly continue to be disrespectful; he has to obediently listen to her, right?

Little Tan Taipei felt a little uneasy. He didn't know why the fairy had suddenly smiled, but the moment the fairy sister appeared, he felt at ease.

Nan Qing squatted down to look him in the eye, and poked his rather chubby face with a finger.

It feels nice to the touch, but it's easier to poke than muscle.

"Taipei, would you like to come with me?"

"willing!"

He answered almost impatiently; the fairy sister gave him a warm and safe feeling.

He didn't like that home at all; he wanted to stay with the fairy sister in front of him!

She patted his head: "What, you're coming with me without even asking who I am?"

Dan Taipei remained silent, simply staring at her intently, her pale face filled with stubbornness.

"Remember, my name is Nan Qing, others call me Ling Shuang Zhenren."

"From now on, you will be my only disciple. Come, call me Master."

As Nan Qing spoke the last sentence, her eyes were filled with excitement, and she could no longer suppress the upward curve of her lips.

It's so exciting to think about; she's going to raise this little wolf cub herself!

Little Tan Taipei kept a straight face. He had no idea what she was so happy about. All he knew was that the fairy sister would be his master from now on!

Xiao Tan knelt down properly in Taipei and kowtowed three times to Nan Qing, calling out in his still-soft voice:

"Master!"