Ling Xiaozi's hand holding the white jade hairpin trembled slightly as he looked up at Xiao Chen.

He sensed the aura of the hairpin spirit on Xiao Chen, and his gaze softened.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re mediocre, as long as you’re willing to work hard.” As he spoke, he bent down and pointed a finger at Xiao Chen’s forehead.

Zhiyuan nervously shielded Xiaochen behind him, but was pushed away by a gentle force.

Ling Xiaozi said, "Don't be nervous, I won't harm him."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and a point of white light flew over Zhiyuan's head, landed on Xiaochen's forehead, and entered his brow.

Xiao Chen felt a cool sensation at his temples, and everything in sight became incredibly clear. He could even see the little tongues of the birds in the distant trees when they opened their beaks.

He twitched his ears and easily distinguished the birdsong amidst the noisy voices.

He blinked, looked at Ling Xiaozi in surprise, then knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Ling Xiaozi nodded slightly, the smile on his face fading, and then looked at Kui Kui.

He clasped his hands in a salute to Kui Kui and said, "I am Ling Xiao Zi, the owner of the hairpin."

He looked down at the jade hairpin in his hand and continued, "I am aware of what he did. He was wrong, and I am also to blame. These gold and silver items should be distributed to the families of the victims."

As he spoke, he waved his whisk, and two chests of gold appeared in the hall. "Although it cannot fully make up for what I have lost, it is still a token of my goodwill."

Kui Kui sighed softly.

If she had known Ling Xiaozi would come, she would have waited.

However, there's no such thing as knowing beforehand, and there's no going back.

Kui Kui heard Ling Xiaozi continue, "He died for me. If I do nothing for him, I will be even more sorry for him."

Kui Kui frowned slightly, sensing that Ling Xiaozi's tone was unfriendly, but it was too late.

Lingxiaozi flicked his whisk and thrust it towards Kui Kui.

The difference between humans and immortals is like the difference between humans and ants.

If a person crushes an ant, what power does the ant have to resist?

Kui Kui was feeling exactly like that; she watched as the whisk struck her chest, yet she couldn't move an inch.

She couldn't move, but the person beside her did.

Mo Ye caught the whisk with his bare hands, his face cold.

"You dare touch my people! Are all the little immortals this arrogant nowadays?!"

Ling Xiaozi staggered back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with shock, and he quickly bowed his head respectfully.

Mo Ye had no intention of letting him off the hook.

This Lingxiaozi is just as detestable as his Zanling; they're hypocritical scoundrels who should be wiped out!

Just as he was about to make a move, a small, fair hand grabbed his sleeve.

Kui Kui stepped to Mo Ye's side and looked coldly at Ling Xiao Zi, saying, "He has wandered the world for so many years, and you have never cared. Now that he has entered reincarnation, you have come."

Ling Xiaozi's pupils trembled slightly, and he murmured to himself, "I was in seclusion... I didn't expect him to transform into a spirit, I didn't know."

"Wait, you said he entered the cycle of reincarnation?" He suddenly raised his head, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Kui Kui felt a headache coming on; these two, master and servant, were both incredibly obsessed.

"If you really want to do something for him, then do nothing. Inaction is precisely the best thing you can do for him."

Kui Kui watched as Ling Xiaozi's eyes darkened again, and a thought came to mind.

Belated affection is worth less than grass.

"When fate runs its course, it's over. For Zanling's sake, I'll spare your life. Now get lost!"

Ling Xiaozi's face was ashen, but then he suddenly remembered something, and his eyes lit up again.

The jade hairpin had been with him for many years. When he ascended to immortality, the jade hairpin developed a spirit. They were naturally destined to be together!

He already had a plan in mind. He secretly glanced at Mo Ye, then immediately bowed to the two of them before flying away.

The movement was so fast it was as if the soles of their feet were greased.

It wasn't until Lingxiaozi returned to the Immortal Realm that he realized the truth.

It's understandable that he's afraid of Mo Ye, but why does he feel uneasy in front of a mere mortal girl?

That feeling was not much different from facing the Heavenly Emperor.

He shook his head, stopped thinking about it, rubbed his hands together, and prepared to ask the Star Lord of Fate again to find out where the hairpin spirit had gone.

On Maoshan Mountain, Mao Junjie arrived with Wuwei Daoren and Kui Ziyu.

Kui Ziyu saw Kui Kui pulling a man from afar.

A man who looks like he crawled out of an ancient costume drama.

He frowned slightly, knowing that Mo Ye's identity was definitely not simple, but he still couldn't suppress the jealousy of an old father.

He angrily tried to step forward, but was stopped by the Taoist Wuwei.

"Still so restless. Have you forgotten what I taught you: to do nothing, yet accomplish everything?"

Kui Ziyu bit her lip, her face dark, and followed behind Wuwei Daoren into the hall.