The wounded recovered and came to thank their benefactor.
The first thing I saw was the little girl in my benefactor's arms.
Isn't this the city lord's precious daughter?
"Fortunately...fortunately, the city lord was able to leave behind a bloodline."
Some people murmured with emotion, while others sniffed and said to Song Tingwan, "We have received many favors from the city lord over the years. If the city lord's youngest daughter has nowhere to go, then I will take care of her."
Some people chimed in, and everyone chimed in, saying they could help raise the orphan of the city lord's family.
Song Tingwan remained calm, looking at the little girl in her arms without saying a word.
Beside her, Song Siyao, expressionless, took the divine stone from the little girl's hand. "You extinguished the strange fire and saved people, so this Heavenly Ladder fragment should be given to us as a reward."
It was obvious that the intense gazes directed at the city lord's daughter had lessened considerably.
The little girl stared blankly as her family's stone was taken away, wanting to cry but not daring to.
In the little girl's short memory, the precious stone had always been in their home.
But without her parents, she was just like the little beggars on the street she used to see, someone everyone would despise.
For children, losing their parents is like losing the confidence to act recklessly.
She even held back her crying and fussing.
Looking at the pitiful look in her big eyes, Song Tingwan gently rubbed her head and smiled.
"Yes, most of the coldest items in my pocket have been emptied, so they should rightfully be ours."
Song Siyao obediently handed the Heavenly Ladder fragment to her elder sister, Song Tingwan, who then put it into her mustard seed space. She then looked up at the group of enthusiastic cultivators in front of her.
At this moment, many people turned their attention away, and half of them lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into her cold gaze.
She scoffed inwardly, a hint of mockery in her lowered eyes.
However, there are also some sincere people who are still grateful and want to adopt the city lord's child.
"Could you tell us what kind of person the city lord is, and what about the favors and divine stones you mentioned?"
Song Tingwan looked at them and resumed her usual gentle demeanor.
The first cultivator to speak nodded, suggesting he held a high position among the group. After he spoke, everyone fell silent.
They did not know where the divine stone came from.
However, there are rumors in several nearby cities that the city lord of this city has a secret method that can heal the seriously injured and also grant people a breakthrough.
Talking nonsense.
But the world of cultivation is full of wonders.
Many curious people, or those who are ill or seriously injured, travel from afar to come.
They pleaded with the city lord's mansion.
The city lord, however, made things difficult for them in every way.
But after the initial difficulties, those who remain are genuinely seeking something.
The city lord would give them a small jar of water to drink.
After drinking it, he recovered from his serious injuries and his state of mind improved, allowing him to break through his lifespan limit.
But the condition is that he stays in this city for a hundred years and protects it.
This is why, even amidst the fierce and strange flames, this city still had so many high-level cultivators who had persevered until their arrival.
"In ten years, I will have lived to be a hundred years old. I know more than they do."
For example, the sacred stone.
The city lord was a timid but compassionate cultivator. His cultivation level was not high; he was a member of a collateral branch of one of the eight great families, and his cultivation level was achieved through the use of elixirs.
They wanted to protect this city, but lacked the power to do so.
At some point, the city lord discovered that his cultivation had actually improved.
The cultivation level achieved through elixirs is capped at its limit for a lifetime; there's no question of further advancement in cultivation.
So he secretly searched for the reason, keeping it from everyone.
It took a long time to discover that it came from a large vat in the yard.
It's a large tank filled with water to prevent water from leaking out.
At the full moon each month, an intoxicating aura emanates from the large vat, attracting those who are drawn to it and enhancing their strength.
At first, the city lord was on guard, fearing that it might be some heretical troublemaker, and even reported it to his family.
But in the remote northern city, his family didn't care, and nobody paid any attention to him.
He then cautiously explored the area himself.
It took many years to discover that it was actually the effect of the colorful stones in the large vat.
This vat of clear water, having soaked the divine stone for many years, is so pure it seems to have been imbued with divine energy. When spiritual beings and humans consume it, their cultivation levels are enhanced, and it also has a healing effect.
So the city lord began to use this vat of water to recruit cultivators to work for him.
"After I and the first batch of cultivators were recruited by the city lord, the first thing we did was to clear out the ferocious beasts that were harming people around the city."
"I knew what kind of person this city lord was at that time."
Staying is something I do willingly.
"The grace healed my serious injuries, but the city lord was wholeheartedly devoted to the people. After recruiting us, every single thing he did was a good deed. However... good times don't last long."
Such a wonderful thing will involuntarily release its alluring aroma every full moon.
Those high-level cultivators who remained could sense the repeated upheavals.
Fortunately, most people were of good character and helped the city lord to quell the unrest.
But besides the greed of human nature, there are also ever-increasing and increasingly powerful spiritual beings.
It was a ferocious beast before, and later a high-level spiritual creature.
Finally, there was the strange fire that they all saw.
"We tried to stop it, but the strange fire was too powerful, and we were powerless to stop it."
The monk lowered his head, seemingly feeling somewhat guilty.
He then went on to talk about the strange fire stealing the divine stone.
The strange fire was relatively gentle before, simply touching the divine stone in the large vat.
As soon as it gets close, the temperature rises so high that the entire yard becomes almost uninhabitable.
Everyone was powerless to do anything, and the city lord had no choice but to empty his courtyard and clear everyone out.
But the strange fire became increasingly dissatisfied and even tried to steal the divine stone, but the divine stone seemed unwilling.
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