The Little Girl with an Impure Body

After leaving the noodle stall, Ye Xuan continued to stroll around the city.

But he soon frowned.

Although he didn't use his divine sense, his sharp five senses still caught the movements behind him.

That young girl had followed him.

And it wasn't just the girl.

Not far behind the girl followed a few sneaky, sleazy local thugs.

Their eyes were fixed on the bulging spot in the girl's arms, which was the silver Ye Xuan had just given her.

"Wealth revealed brings unexpected disaster."

Ye Xuan sighed.

He had only thought about helping someone earlier, but forgot that in this cannibalistic world, giving a weak woman a huge sum of money was no different from sending her to her death.

He abruptly stopped and turned around.

The girl, who had been following a few steps behind him, was startled. She stopped in a panic, clutching the corner of her clothes helplessly.

"Why are you following me?" Ye Xuan asked coldly.

The girl trembled all over. She looked at Ye Xuan, then pointed at the thugs approaching from behind, her eyes filled with fear.

"Benefactor... I can't protect the money you gave me."

"They... they are from the 'Black Tiger Gang'. They will rob me of all my money and beat me to death..."

Seeing that they were discovered, the thugs simply stopped pretending.

"Hehe, little beggar, you're quite self-aware."

The leader, Scarface, walked up with a sinister smile, playing with a dagger in his hand, his greedy eyes roaming over Ye Xuan.

"This young master looks unfamiliar. Since you're so rich, why not lend us brothers some to spend?"

Ye Xuan looked at these ants who couldn't even be considered martial artists, a flash of impatience passing through his eyes.

"Scram."

One word, concise and clear.

"Oh? Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit?"

Scarface was furious. He brandished his dagger and charged forward: "Cripple him for me!"

The remaining thugs also swarmed forward.

The girl named Huang Ying screamed in fright and subconsciously tried to block in front of Ye Xuan: "Benefactor, run!"

But this surprised Ye Xuan a little.

"Interesting."

Ye Xuan reached out and gently pushed the girl behind him.

Facing the thrusting dagger, he advanced instead of retreating.

He didn't use the slightest bit of spiritual energy, nor did he even draw his sword.

He simply turned sideways, raised his hand, and brought his fingers together like a blade.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound.

Scarface's wrist was directly chopped off by Ye Xuan, and the dagger clattered to the ground.

Immediately after, Ye Xuan's figure weaved among them like a butterfly fluttering through flowers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a few muffled thuds.

The thugs all fell to the ground, some clutching their legs, others holding their arms, wailing and rolling in pain. Ye Xuan didn't go for the kill; he merely dislocated their joints.

"What... what kind of sorcery is this?!"

Scarface was sweating profusely from the pain. Looking at the still spotless Ye Xuan, his eyes were filled with terror.

"Scram."

Ye Xuan repeated the same word.

This time, as if granted a grand pardon, the group scrambled and crawled away into the alley, not even daring to leave a single harsh word behind.

The alley fell quiet again.

Ye Xuan patted the non-existent dust off his sleeves and turned to look at the girl, who was already dumbfounded.

"Alright, the trouble is solved."

"You can go now."

After speaking, Ye Xuan turned to leave again.

However, before he had taken many steps, the feeling of being followed returned.

He abruptly turned his head, a trace of genuine chill now in his eyes:

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The girl shuddered, frightened by his gaze, but this time, she didn't back down.

"I want... I want to follow you," she said timidly. Her voice was small but carried a sense of stubbornness.

Ye Xuan sneered, looking her up and down:

"Follow me?"

"Do you know who I am? Do you know what you will encounter if you follow me?"

"If you follow me, you will die."

This wasn't to scare her. If Bai Qiangu and Xia Lengyue caught up, any mortal who got involved would die instantly.

The girl bit her lip, raised her head, and looked straight into Ye Xuan's eyes:

"I'm not afraid of dying."

"My worthless life is already rotten to the core anyway. There's no point in living."

"I never expected to live long. With this illness of mine... I won't survive much longer anyway."

She fell to her knees with a thud and kowtowed heavily:

"Benefactor saved me and gave me dignity."

"Before I die, I want to follow you, to work like a horse and toil like an ox for you, to repay your kindness."

Looking at her resolute eyes, a certain string in Ye Xuan's heart was plucked.

This look in her eyes...

It was too similar.

Too similar to his past self, before he was driven mad by Xia Lengyue, when he only wholeheartedly wanted to cultivate and change his destiny.

"Repay my kindness?"

Ye Xuan laughed self-deprecatingly, crouched down, and looked into her eyes:

"Do you know that I am currently being hunted by a mad woman."

"That mad woman is a demon who kills without blinking an eye."

"If she sees another woman by my side, even if it's a beggar, even if it's a maidservant..."

Ye Xuan leaned closer to her, his voice turning gloomy and terrifying as he described vividly:

"She will peel off that woman's skin, bit by bit and completely intact, and make it into a lantern."

"She will pull out that woman's bones, one by one, and grind them into powder."

"And during this process, she will use a secret art to sustain that woman's life, making her unable to live nor die, wailing for three days and three nights before breathing her last."

"Like this... do you still dare to follow me?"

The girl turned deathly pale upon hearing this, her teeth chattering violently, her whole body trembling.

That was instinctual fear.

But she remained kneeling there, her knees as if taking root.

After a long silence.

She raised her head, tears swirling in her eyes, but she forcefully held them back:

"I'm not afraid."

"I have a worthless life anyway. If I die by my benefactor's side... at least... at least I will die clean, not rotting in that mud pit."

Ye Xuan stared at her for a long time.

"Interesting."

Ye Xuan stood up, looking at the gradually setting sun in the distance, a playful curve forming at the corner of his mouth.

Since he was experiencing the mortal world, having an extra person by his side didn't seem too bad.

Anyway, her body wasn't clean; he wouldn't feel heartbroken if she died.

"Get up."

Ye Xuan turned around and waved his hand with his back to her:

"Follow me."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then filled with wild joy. She hurriedly scrambled up from the ground, ignoring the pain in her knees, and stumbled after him.

"Thank... thank you, benefactor!"

"Don't call me benefactor, it sounds awkward."

"Then... call you Young Master?"

"Up to you."

Half an hour later.

In the largest medical hall in the city, "Spring Return Hall".

Ye Xuan walked in with the girl.

"Shopkeeper, your best quiet room, to borrow for fifteen minutes." Ye Xuan tossed a gold ingot.

The shopkeeper's eyes straightened, and he immediately and respectfully led the two to the backyard.

Inside the quiet room.

The girl stood anxiously, not knowing what Ye Xuan was going to do.

Ye Xuan flipped his palm, and a green pill emitting a faint, refreshing fragrance appeared in his hand.

This was the "Cleansing Essence Pill". For cultivators, it was just a tier-one pill to clear impurities from the body, but for mortals, it was a miraculous elixir that could bring the dead back to life.

"Eat it," Ye Xuan handed it over.

Without any hesitation, the girl took the pill, tilted her head back, and swallowed it.

As the pill entered her stomach, it instantly turned into a refreshing warm current that flowed throughout her entire body.

"Mmh..."

The young girl let out a muffled groan. Immediately after, she felt the pain, itching, and festering sores that had tormented her for so long healing at an incredible speed.

The illness, which had clung to her like a bone-deep curse, was being rooted out by a miraculous power.

An incense stick of time later.

The foul stench on the girl's body vanished, replaced by a faint medicinal fragrance.

Although she was still emaciated, her skin unexpectedly showed a hint of a healthy, rosy glow.

"This... this is..."

The girl touched her body, which was no longer in pain, too shocked to speak.

"You are cured," Ye Xuan said indifferently. "Go take a bath and change your clothes."

He pointed to a large tub of hot water and several sets of newly bought clothes that had been prepared nearby.

Looking at all of this, the girl's tears finally broke their banks.

She knelt on the ground once more, crying her heart out.

"Wuu wuu... Young Master's immense kindness... Huang Ying will never forget it for all eternity..."

"Alright, stop crying, it's annoying."

Ye Xuan stepped outside, leaned against a pillar in the corridor, and gazed up at the moon.

Saving a person actually felt pretty good.

More satisfying than killing.