Chapter 1 Ancestor Eighteen
"My dear grand-disciple, come quickly and save me! Save me! Save me!"
In the dream of Chen Daosheng, the abbot of Xuyue Temple, an unusually anxious voice rang out, a childish voice, clearly belonging to an infant.
He asked in confusion, "Who are you? What did you call me?"
"I am your metaphysical ancestor, my eighteenth generation obedient disciple Xiaosheng'er, come and pay your respects to your ancestor."
"I have waited for nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years and have finally succeeded in reincarnating. But this child's body is too weak, and this vessel is not suitable. It cannot bear my thousands of years of powerful cultivation and divine power. You must come down the mountain to save me quickly."
The child continued chattering, "I want to go back to Mount Xuyue, and soak in the spiritual waters of Xuyue every day to absorb the essence of heaven and earth to strengthen my body. Grand-grand ...
"I'm listening, I'm listening. But how can you prove you're our ancestor of metaphysics?"
At that moment, a huge foot suddenly appeared in the air. The foot was white and tender like a lotus root and plump. Then it kicked Chen Daosheng in the head.
Chen Daosheng woke up, fully conscious.
Because he could clearly see a red river diagram imprinted on the sole of that foot. The river diagram symbolizes the creation of the universe, where water is generated from the heavens and the earth is formed from six elements.
And the legendary ancestor did indeed have such a Hetu pattern on the sole of his foot.
And the fact that she could appear to him in his dreams meant she was no ordinary person.
Chen Daosheng closed his eyes, did some calculations with his fingers, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
He jumped out of bed, quickly tidied himself up, grabbed a cloth bag, and ran out of the temple, almost bumping into one of his disciples.
"Master, Master, why is there a footprint on your face? Master, where are you going?"
"Go and fetch the Ancestor!"
"???"
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Eighteen years later.
At the entrance of the waiting room, Yu Xiaoluo, dressed in a faded coarse cloth jacket with Chinese knot buttons, carrying a brightly colored cloth bag, and with two thin, soft, and glossy black braids, kept looking around.
Although her clothes were simple, her skin was as white as snow, her eyelashes were like silk, and her dark, clear eyes blinked like stars in the night sky. She appeared lively, pure, and ethereal.
Today is the day the Yu family will take her home.
Eighteen years ago, she was born weak and on the verge of death. The doctor said she wouldn't live more than three days and advised her to go home and prepare for her funeral.
When the Yu couple carried her out of the hospital, they couldn't help but wail and cry. A Taoist priest came to inquire about her condition.
The Taoist priest Chen Daosheng was the abbot of Xuyue Temple; he was actually there to stake out the place.
Because Chen Daosheng was quite famous and had appeared on television and in newspapers, Yu Wenli had seen him on television and recognized him immediately. He then begged the Taoist priest to save his daughter.
The Taoist priest said that in her previous life she was a fairy maiden in the celestial realm. In this life, she was reborn as a human and needed to undergo trials and tribulations. However, she could not tolerate the impurities of this world and needed to undergo eighteen years of purification in a place with abundant spiritual energy. Only after being reborn could she adapt to life in the mortal world.
If she successfully refines herself and accumulates merit, she can achieve great things and bring glory to her ancestors.
So Yu Li and Chen Kejing tearfully sent the child to Xuyue Mountain.
Strangely enough, once they arrived at Xuyue Mountain, the little one's complexion improved, and her face became rosier than before. So they reluctantly entrusted her to the abbot.
In fact, the abbot came down the mountain this time to bring back Yu Xiaoluo, who is the true reincarnation of the ancestor of metaphysics.
How could he say that Yu Xiaoluo was his ancestor? He was merely the eighteenth generation descendant of this child.
I dare not say it; if I did, I would lose all face.
From then on, he treated the child like a deity, allowing him to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to nourish and sustain him.
Soak in the spiritual water of the Void Moon Spring once a day, eat spiritual fruits, absorb spiritual energy, cultivate in peace, read and write, and practice chess, music, calligraphy, and painting.
Although she possessed a wide range of martial arts skills, she was, after all, an ancestor who had lived for thousands of years, possessed profound cultivation, and carried memories of her previous lives. However, her body was, after all, that of a mortal, and she needed various trials and tribulations.
The things she loves to eat, such as all kinds of desserts and pastries, and the toys she likes, are specially purchased by someone who goes down the mountain to buy them.
She's a child, and a child should act like a child.
After eighteen years of practicing breath control, refining qi, and tempering bones, even Chen Daosheng was unaware of the extent of his little ancestor's cultivation. In any case, it was under her guidance that he was able to break through when he was stuck at a bottleneck.
Therefore, he was very relieved when Yu Xiaoluo came down the mountain this time.
He wasn't afraid that Yu Xiaoluo would be bullied, but he was afraid that she would be deceived. After all, times have changed, and the skills of swindlers are constantly evolving.
He bought a "Girl's Anti-Fraud Handbook" on one of his trips down the mountain, and then secretly slipped it into her large cloth bag as she came down.
Yu Xiaoluo descended the mountain with a mission: 1. Return to her original family and avert the family's calamity; 2. Perform 300+ good deeds to accumulate merit; 3. Make the great demon Bao Shuoyu disappear or reform him.
These are the tasks that the system gave Yu Xiaoluo after she was born. These three tasks often appear above her head, popping up to remind her from time to time, which is super annoying.
Now I can finally focus on those annoying goals.
Yu Xiaoluo watched as people came and went on the street, but no one greeted her or came to her aid. She was getting numb from standing.
No, they should have arrived by now.
Actually, the driver from the Yu family who came to pick her up did see her, but after circling around her once, he drove back.
Then at an intersection, she picked up a girl who was about the same age as her.
The girl was of average appearance, dressed in old clothes, with a pink headband in her bangs and her hair casually tied back. Seeing the driver, she said coquettishly, "Brother Kuan—"
"Hurry up and come up. I'll take you to the Yu family right now. You'd better behave yourself and not give anything away. You'll enjoy endless wealth and luxury there, so you'd better send me money."
"How could we forget Brother Kuan? But—aren't we sure we won't give ourselves away?" A hint of worry appeared on the girl's otherwise unremarkable face.
“Just remember that you are Yu Xiaoluo and your master is the abbot of Xuyue Temple. There’s no network signal on that mountain, so it’s impossible to send photos to the Yu family.” Zhang Kuan said while driving. “Besides, I heard them say before that they really haven’t seen Yu Xiaoluo for eighteen years. They’re afraid that the mortal energy in their bodies will affect Yu Xiaoluo’s health, so the child can only approach mortals after she turns eighteen.”
Ya Ya giggled, laughing so hard she almost fell over: "They're so stupid, they really think their daughter is a fairy descended from heaven. Well, that's fine too, rich and stupid, easy to fool. Everything they have now will be mine."
Her face suddenly darkened, so dark it seemed to seep water.
Yes, she must get what Ya Ya wants!
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