Chapter 118: Yuan Er Arrives from the Outer Gate
There was a new person among the outer disciples. It was said that he was a beggar picked up by Elder Fu Cang when he went down the mountain. He was so thin that only skin and bones were left. He was small and looked very pitiful.
But he was not a disciple recruited in a formal way, and he had no deed to prove his identity. His origin was unknown, which was really against the rules.
But the child had already been taken up the mountain; we couldn't send him back, could we? Looking at the scrawny child, Han Yang felt a pang of unease. Ling Xiang, however, was completely unconcerned, believing that cultivators of the Dao exorcised demons and defended the Way. If they stood by and watched someone die without helping, what was the point of defending the Way?
These remarks made Han Yang laugh and cry, but rules are rules after all and they cannot be broken.
Lingxiang was helpless, and she acted coquettishly and threatened at the same time, saying that the Juyuan and Zhuyuan were empty anyway, so she took them over first, and all expenses would be paid by Qingwei Peak.
Han Yang had no other options, so he could only do this for now, and then report to the Sect Leader to make other plans.
Seeing Han Yang agree, Lingxiang was naturally overjoyed and jumped for Qingwei Peak. Looking at her lively appearance, he could only sigh and shake his head - hadn't the expenses of Qingwei Peak always been deducted from the sect? It sounded so righteous, but wasn't it the sect doing good for her?
After settling the little beggar and having someone buy him a set of clothes, Han Yang went to Wuji Palace to report.
The little beggar was not shy. When the disciples were bathing him, he asked a lot of questions. No matter what they asked him, he answered them fluently.
After dressing up, he turned out to be a handsome child, but he was too thin and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.
The group took him to eat again. The way he gobbled the food up really shocked everyone. Even the disciples who came to get food couldn't help but stretch their necks to eat.
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"Is there anything wrong?" Han Yang asked in Youyuan Palace.
"It seems that he has a child's mind. He can answer any question, but I always feel that there is something strange about him, but I can't put my finger on it." One of the disciples named Hanwu answered.
"What did you ask?"
"They just asked about their name, where they lived, who their parents were, why they were begging, and so on."
"And how did he answer?"
"I just said my name is Yuan'er, I have no father or mother, and I grew up in a dilapidated temple."
"Did you ask which temple it was?"
"I asked, and he said he didn't know what it was called. He only heard from an old beggar that the place used to be called Zhenfeng Temple. It was once very popular, but no one knew when it fell into disrepair."
Han Yang frowned when he heard this. Regardless of what the child said in reply, the Zhenfeng Temple was located at the junction of Xiangcheng and Guyangcheng. How could a small, frail beggar like him walk for so long to get to the city?
"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" Han Wu asked hurriedly when he saw Han Yang so busy.
Han Yang only told him to take good care of him and watch over him carefully, and then he left. The sect was currently in a turbulent time, so it was better to be cautious in many matters.
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Lingxiang went all the way back to Xianyunju. She seemed to be in a very good mood. She skipped back to the house, leaving Rendong and Xinyi looking at each other in surprise.
When Long Qi saw Lingxiang from a distance, he hid in the house. He was still very embarrassed about the last incident, and he still felt uncomfortable when he saw her suddenly.
Lingxiang entered the room and closed the door, and her expression immediately changed.
It wasn't that she was thinking about Long Qi earlier in the day, but rather that she was plotting against the outer disciples. Yuan Hui had grown up under her care, and at only ten years old, he had been murdered. Lingxiang was filled with deep resentment.
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"Are you good at the art of transformation?" Lingxiang asked Wu Yuan in his ear.
"Speaking of the art of transformation, that old fellow Chi Yanzi should be the one who excels at it. It's just that his cultivation is shallow. I think he hasn't practiced the Wubenxiang Jue well enough to comprehend it. But if you ask me if I'm good at it or not..." Wu Yuan said, and actually revealed his tail again, playing with it and keeping the suspense.
"So, your fox cultivation is not that great. After all these years, you still can't even perform the art of transformation." Lingxiang laughed wantonly, and her innocent look startled Wu Yuan.
After a moment of distraction, Wu Yuan said with a smile, "Don't be so harsh on me. Even if I hadn't cultivated for so many years, I'm still a fox. Have you ever seen a fox spirit that's not good at transforming?"
"That's hard to say. You're neither a demon nor a spirit, so how would I know?"
Wu Yuan smiled and played with his fluffy tail. "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"
Lingxiang frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking, "Let's put aside the fact that this group won't help me. Even if you want to help me, you don't have the strength to do so. Can you enter the Yuanqing Sect's mountain defense formation?"
"What? You want me to go deep into the Tiger School? That damn mountain defense formation of yours is really hard to use. A few days ago, Chi Yanzi and I spent a lot of time outside trying to figure it out, but we couldn't find a solution. That's why we decided to come to this shabby little house of yours."
"In that case, why don't you make a pact with me?" Lingxiang said as she looked at Wu Yuan with a smile in her eyes.
"Make a pact? What does it mean to make a pact?"
The so-called covenant is like a written contract. If a cultivator encounters a spirit beast they like, they can take it in as a covenant spirit and use it for their own benefit. Even if the two are far apart on a normal day, they can summon it with just a flick of their fingers.
"If you do that, you will be controlled by me. My cultivation is low, so you won't be able to use your full strength."
"That's not a big deal, but would those old weirdos in your sect be willing? From what I know, your sect is extremely wary of demons and the like!"
"Hey! Don't you know me? I never care about these details. If I cared about them, I wouldn't have advised you like that that day, right?"
Wu Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He naturally understood what Lingxiang had said. If he could form a bond with Lingxiang, he'd be able to be with her constantly. However, that meant he wouldn't be able to use his full strength. According to Chi Yanzi's theory, the demons were targeting Lingxiang this time. If that was the case, he wouldn't be able to protect her properly.
While Wu Yuan was hesitating, he heard Lingxiang acting coquettishly.
"Oh~ Although you can't act freely after making a contract with me, it doesn't affect your cultivation. Besides, there are many elixirs you can use after making a contract with me, which will be of great help to your cultivation!" Lingxiang said, pulling Wu Yuan's tail and stroking it, with flattery on her face.
A tingling sensation came from the tip of his tail. Looking at the delicate appearance of the little person in front of him, Wu Yuan felt lost.
Never mind, this little girl is very cunning. Even if she is in danger, I think she can escape by herself.
"In that case, I will grant you the gift!"
Seeing Wu Yuan agreed, Lingxiang patted his tail happily, and then drew a magic circle in the yard.
After a busy period, Wu Yuan had a complicated magic circle under his feet. There were many complicated spells in the circle. Even though he had lived for a long time, he could not recognize them.
After Lingxiang completed the magic circle, she jumped in front of Wu Yuan, took out a needle from somewhere, pierced her own index finger, and then grabbed Wu Yuan's finger and pierced that too.
Wu Yuan was completely confused, but he saw Lingxiang put their index fingers together, then twisted their fingers and muttered something.
"You are now a spirit, and you have formed a pact with me. You must serve me and always protect me. If you disobey my orders, the Heavenly Thunder Technique will be destroyed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the magic circle began to emit bursts of fluorescent light, and in an instant it became dazzling. Wu Yuan closed his eyes.
"Since we have formed a bond, it is customary for me to change your name so that you can become a Word Spirit."
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