Xia Xiang is the most special child in the Xia Lan Xing De family. Because she is a rare light-type elemental warrior, she could not stay in the Xia household to grow up. Since birth, she has grown...
Shortly after Huaiying was born, her master's wife died.
She died suddenly, without leaving a single word, but she transferred all her energy to Huaiying.
At that time, Huai Yuan looked at Huai Ying as if she were an inanimate object; he was only sixteen years old then.
“Master, last night when I was cultivating, I suddenly received a premonition in my mind that Ah Ying and I are destined to be together. I hope to take care of my fiancée myself. Please grant me your permission.” Ignoring his murderous glare, Xuan Ming reached out and hugged the soft and fluffy Huai Ying tightly in his arms.
a long time--
"Ming, thank you for offering to take care of Aying for me." Huai Yuanchu said with a smile, "I really am going into seclusion and I am very worried that no one will take care of her."
"However, your talent is a gift from heaven, you can't use it to lie anymore, or you'll be punished by heaven."
"Yes, Xuanming knows his mistake and will accept the punishment." Xuanming said in a trembling voice, his back covered in cold sweat.
"There are extenuating circumstances; we'll let it go this time, but next time the punishment will be doubled," Huai Yuanchu said, emphasizing his words. "Get up."
“Yes,” Xuanming said, standing up while holding Huaiying.
Huai Yuanchu's large hand hovered over Huai Ying's head, a gesture that made Xuan Ming tense up again.
“She is still young, and such strong energy is not good for her cultivation,” Huai Yuan Chu said.
As he spoke, he sealed all the energy within Huaiying's body.
——
Xuanming carried the sleeping Huaiying slowly out, saying, "Poor little thing, when you grow up you must repay me with your body, or I won't forgive you!"
"Now that's great, Huai'an will definitely kneel down and call me godfather out of gratitude, hahaha—"
He was so loud that he woke up the baby in his arms, and it took him a long time to calm the child down.
Xuanming's energy can control other people's minds and read their emotions.
He can foresee the future, but unlike Yingxi, who predicts a person's fortune based on various phenomena, this skill can be learned later in life.
What Xuanming saw was an ending that could not be changed no matter how things developed.
So whether it's because of the prophecy or because of the poor little Huaiying, he has to save her.
Huaiying was a very well-behaved baby. All she did every day was eat, drink, poop, sleep, and cry for him to hold her. She was the perfect baby.
If Huai'an hadn't come back, he could have lived with Huaiying forever.
...
When Huaiying was one year old, Huai'an, who had been sent away by Huaiyuan, finally returned.
“Huai’an is still in seclusion. Why don’t we take Huaiying with us and find a place where no one can find her?” Xuanming suggested.
Huai'an looked at his younger sister sleeping peacefully in Xuanming's arms, his expression constantly changing, and after much deliberation, he still refused.
“No, the two of us are no match for him right now,” Huai’an said worriedly. “If we leave, he will have an excuse to get rid of us, and we’re taking this little idiot with us.”
“With Fan Ruo not here, Yu Heng and the others are unaware of the situation. We are outnumbered and outmatched, and we will inevitably end up fighting amongst ourselves.”
"You're not allowed to call my Ah Ying an idiot," Xuan Ming said in a low, displeased voice, reaching out to gently cover Huai Ying's ears.
Huai'an: I want to beat him to death!
“I know what you’re saying, but Ying is still young. If he does something underhanded, she won’t be able to fight back at all,” Xuan Ming said, frowning. “You weren’t there then, and if I hadn’t been there either, Ying would be dead.”
"I really want to know if Ah Ying is his daughter or not."
Helpless, Huai'an recalled how his mother had subtly hinted to him to be wary of Huai Yuanchu and protect A Ying when she was still alive, leaving him utterly exhausted.
“They are my own flesh and blood, but what can’t be sacrificed in the face of absolute power?” Huai’an asked.