Lin Qiye nodded and continued to ask, "What about the others?"

"They are still too young, so the masters kept them in that mysterious space to practice. That space has its own restrictions, and we can only leave on our own when we are seventeen years old."

Fang Mo's date of birth was only one day different from the date when the [Mortal Divine Realm] opened fifteen years ago. He should be the oldest among all the children, so it was natural that he was the first to come out of that space.

"What about the Great Xia Gods? Where are they now?" Lin Qiye asked the question that he wanted to ask most.

Fang Mo hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

“I don’t know either… After bringing us into that mysterious space, the masters left. Recently, when I turned seventeen and walked out of that space, I didn’t see them either. Even the golden afterimage among the mountains had disappeared.

Our cave is the only thing left in that mountain range."

“Disappeared?”

Lin Qiye was stunned.

Judging from the time, Fang Mo and others practiced in that mysterious space for three years, and one year should have passed in the outside world. That is to say, as early as one year ago, after sending these children into the mysterious space, the Great Xia God disappeared with the Heavenly Court?

At this moment, Lin Qiye recalled what Shao Pingge had said to him when they were at the Shangjing team's base:

"The Great Xia God is no longer in Great Xia."

Where did they go with the Heavenly Palace during this year?

"After becoming Master's disciple, Master also told us the truth about Cangnan. He often told us that the reason we can exist is because of Master Lin Qiye." Fang Mo said sincerely, "Our souls, lives, and childhoods were all given by Master Qiye. He hopes that we can follow in Master Qiye's footsteps in the future, stay by your side, and be your sword and knife.

All of us admire Master Nanaya very much!"

Seeing the admiration in Fang Mo's eyes, Lin Qiye felt a little embarrassed, but he still tried to control his expression and spoke seriously:

"No matter what, your current identity is the Night's Watch. Complying with the spirit and duties of the Night's Watch is your first priority. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

"Well, go to bed. This should be the last good sleep you get for quite a long time.

Starting tomorrow, your days...will be very difficult."

…

A train was running along the tracks, whimpering in the darkness.

It was late at night and the lights in the carriage gradually went out, leaving only a faint indicator light emitting a faint glow.

At the end of the hard sleeper area, at the connection between the two train carriages, several migrant workers in plain clothes sat on urea sacks, leaning their heads against the walls of the train. Their bodies swayed gently with the shaking of the train. Amid the low and noisy creaking of the carriages, they lowered their heads and had already fallen asleep.

In the corner of this group of people, a young man was sitting on the ground near the door of the carriage, leaning against it. He looked up at the moonlight through the round glass on the door, wondering what he was thinking.

Lu Baoyou had been away from home for so long that he had basically spent all the money he earned on the road. He thought he would not need money after arriving in Shangjing, but who would have thought that he would still be kicked out of the training camp and had to embark on his journey home.

The remaining money he had was not enough to buy a hard sleeper or a hard seat, so he could only barely buy a ticket without a seat and a small bucket of instant noodles.

As the train moved, the moon outside the window gradually retreated and disappeared from Lu Baoyou's sight. He sighed helplessly, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep... Just as he was about to fall asleep, a shrill and noisy child's cry rang out in the carriage behind him, disturbing everyone's sleepiness.

Lu Baoyou frowned instinctively, and the violence in his heart could not be suppressed. He turned his head to look at the carriage behind him, and saw a child pointing at the instant noodles in the hand of the man sitting next to him and crying loudly.

A hint of red appeared faintly in the depths of his eyes.

But in the end, he did not get up. Instead, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forced himself to suppress his inner irritability and anger.

Amid the unreasonable noise of the children, Lu Baoyou's heart returned to calmness.

"Are you willing?"

A voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

Lu Baoyou's eyes suddenly opened!

He looked around. In the dim carriage, no one was talking to him...

Lu Baoyou turned his head and looked towards the car window beside him. In the reflection of the glass, his left eye had turned as black as ink at some point, and a face was vaguely visible in his eyes.

That was the face of the Ancient God Church member who blew himself up in the training camp.

"Who are you?" Lu Baoyou's eyes turned red and he growled.

"You can call me [Demon Child]. I'm from the Church of the Ancient God." The voice sounded slowly in Lu Baoyou's ears, "Don't be nervous. I'm just temporarily attaching my soul to your eyes. I can't control your body, nor will I do anything bad to you. I'm just chatting with you."

"I don't need to chat, get out!" Lu Baoyou's voice became a little louder, waking up the people sleeping around him. They looked at Lu Baoyou with puzzled expressions.

Lu Baoyou gritted his teeth, stood up from the ground, ran into the bathroom, and locked the door.

He looked at his own dark left eye in the mirror. The red in his eyes burned more and more intensely, and the violent and fierce aura of a fallen angel emanated from it.

"Don't waste your energy. You are just a rookie in the 'Pool' realm. Even if you have the power of a fallen angel, you can't drive me away from your eyes." The demon boy sneered.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Lu Baoyou punched the mirror, breaking himself in the mirror into pieces. The broken lens cut his flesh, and blood flowed down his palm and dripped into the sink.

"Are you interested in joining the Church of the Ancient God?" The demon boy's voice was full of persuasion, "Your potential should not be buried. The Night's Watch is a group of rigid, stubborn and narrow-minded people. It is impossible for someone like you to integrate into their group.

You are a demon with the power of a fallen angel, and you should stay where you belong... Come to the Church of the Ancient God, where everyone is your kind.

No one will dictate your character, no one will constrain your behavior because of ridiculous justice and morality, you can do whatever you want here, we can even use the power of the church to help you kill Lin Qiye!"

"Haha." Lu Baoyou sneered after hearing these words, "So, you want to get me to join your group?"

"That's right."

"The Ancient God Church is the organization that... contains the useless person who was killed instantly by Lin Qiye?" A mocking look appeared on Lu Baoyou's lips.

Hearing this, the demon boy paused, and then said grimly: "Boy, you'd better be more respectful."

"Did I say anything wrong?" Lu Baoyou stood up straight. "You used such a big fuss to cause trouble in the training camp, but ended up in such an embarrassing situation. If you are not waste, then who is waste?"