Seeing him as the only adult standing there, the young boys and girls gathered around him one after another.
At this moment, Lin Xiao was seen leaping out of the cave with Mo Yuanjiao.
Seeing Mo Yuanjiao on Lin Xiao's shoulder, Guard Mo's eyes lit up and he immediately went to meet them.
"Young Master!"
Putting down the dramatic youth from his shoulder, Lin Xiao stepped aside to give Guard Mo room to talk.
Seeing Guard Mo looking extremely disheveled, Mo Yuanjiao patted his shoulder and said with a feigned mature expression:
"Old Que, you've worked hard!"
Guard Mo's full name was Mo Que. Hearing that his young master's first words were actually to comfort him rather than blame him for dereliction of duty, his eyes instantly filled with tears and he was deeply moved.
"Young Master..."
Perhaps sensing the large crowd and the sound of talking here, the government officials followed the Foundation Establishment cultivator and walked toward them.
Lin Xiao had recast his concealment spell the moment he came up. Seeing the government officials approaching, he immediately took advantage of the moment when everyone was distracted to decisively slip away, disappearing into the crowd.
By the time the crowd wanted to speak to him, they turned around only to find that he was already nowhere to be seen.
It wasn't long before the government officials hurried over.
Seeing the missing children safe and sound, Prefect Tong's hanging heart finally settled.
He quickly stepped forward to ask after the children's well-being.
He also took the opportunity to ask them exactly what they had experienced these past few days.
Meanwhile, Jin Nanhuan, standing to the side, looked at these children who had somehow returned completely unharmed and felt extremely puzzled.
However, he saw Prefect Tong, after briefly questioning the children, come over to bow to him and say:
"According to the children, they were captured by a man in a black robe, and just now they were rescued by a young immortal. The rescuer didn't leave a name and suddenly disappeared.
I wonder, was it a fellow disciple of High Immortal Jin who came to help?"
Hearing this, Jin Nanhuan rolled his eyes in thought, immediately coughed lightly, and said:
"Prefect Tong, speak cautiously. This fellow disciple of mine doesn't like to show off normally, so it's best if you mention him less. The reason he came to help this time is because we have a good relationship. In fact, I had already discovered that villain's tracks two days ago, but I was afraid of alerting the enemy. Therefore, I asked my fellow disciple to join forces with me. I led you all to continue pretending to be ignorant, searching all over the forest to draw the villain's attention, while he quietly sneaked in to save them..."
Prefect Tong immediately expressed his gratitude:
"So that's how it is! The children said that the villain was executed on the spot by the High Immortal's fellow disciple, whose magical power is extremely strong. Thank you, High Immortal, and your fellow disciple for taking action for the people of my prefecture! I just wonder, how should I address this fellow disciple of yours? Tomorrow, when I write a memorial to report the High Immortal's merits, I can also add his name."
Jin Nanhuan immediately waved his hand and said:
"No need, no need. That fellow disciple of mine dislikes being in the limelight the most. If you write his name and make him face all this attention, he will definitely fight you to the death. Just leave this kind of thing to me to bear for him."
"This..." Prefect Tong hesitated a bit, but after looking at Jin Nanhuan, he still agreed, "Very well, I will listen to the High Immortal. Please take the trouble to explain this to your fellow disciple."
"No trouble at all, we have a great relationship."
Jin Nanhuan felt extremely joyous in his heart. Although he didn't know who the person was who did a good deed without leaving a name, thinking that this credit had fallen onto his head just like that made him very excited.
He felt as if he could already see the late stage of Foundation Establishment waving at him!
Not far from them, Mo Yuanjiao heard their conversation. Hearing the man say he was a fellow disciple of the youth who saved them, he excitedly stepped forward, bowed, and asked:
"High Immortal, may I ask which immortal sect you are from?"
Seeing a greenhorn boy come up and ask him this right away, Jin Nanhuan's expression turned a bit indifferent as he said:
"The entire Hufang Province is the territory of my Shangyang Sect. Which sect do you think I am from?"
"Ah? Shangyang Sect?" Mo Yuanjiao was a bit surprised. He had clearly come seeking a fortuitous encounter. It couldn't be that after going around in such a big circle, his fortuitous encounter was the Shangyang Sect, right?
If that were the case, he wouldn't have been so resistant to joining the top three sects in the first place...
No, that's not right.
Mo Yuanjiao suddenly remembered the youth's voice that had echoed in his mind just before the youth who saved them left.
"You are not allowed to mention me or my sect!" He had been startled at the time, but also extremely excited. This must be the voice transmission technique commonly used by immortals!
And if this youth were from the Shangyang Sect, and didn't like to show off as this High Immortal claimed, he would at most say not to mention him; he wouldn't have added the sect! After all, this High Immortal in front of him didn't look like someone who hadn't introduced his background to the government officials.
That is to say, nine times out of ten, this youth was not from the Shangyang Sect and was not a fellow disciple of this High Immortal Jin.
So, this High Immortal was lying...
Mo Yuanjiao sneakily glanced at Jin Nanhuan.
But he still had basic common sense and wasn't stubborn enough to expose the lie of this man called a High Immortal in front of everyone.
The government runners led the group of children out of the dense forest and sent people to notify their families.
While waiting for their families, they were also questioned in detail at the prefectural office about the circumstances of their abduction and rescue.
At that time, most of the young boys and girls had been held captive for several days. The black-robed man hadn't given them anything proper to eat, only casually tossing them some plants gathered from the nearby forest.
Therefore, they were already dizzy with hunger, and combined with their life force being absorbed, none of them had the spare energy to pay attention to such details.
As for when they were rescued, although there was a faint fluorescence in the cave, the lighting was poor. Moreover, the situation was urgent, and everyone was basically in a weakened state, with neither the time nor the mood to carefully see what their rescuer looked like.
Except for one person.
Mo Yuanjiao, who from beginning to end only had eyes for Lin Xiao and had been staring at him madly, had seen him clearly.
However, because of Lin Xiao's warning before leaving, when he was asked, he just shook his head and pretended not to know, just like everyone else.
...
Meanwhile, on Lin Xiao's side, not long after he ran away, the system's friendly and wonderful notification sound rang in his mind.
[Ding—Low-grade Spirit Stone Mine successfully bound and connected. The optimal location near the sect has been automatically selected for its placement. The host can inspect it within the sect.]
Lin Xiao felt delighted in his heart.
A spirit stone mine was his!
From now on, he was also a man with a mine.
He would no longer have to worry about not having enough spirit stones to turn on auto-cultivation.
He immediately took ten spirit stones from his private treasury and renewed the auto-cultivation function.
Opening his cultivation panel and watching his cultivation base begin to grow at a steady pace again, Lin Xiao was extremely satisfied.
Although he had previously invested a hundred spirit stones into the Yin-Yang Life and Death Array, the black-robed man was probably too weak for this array. After killing him, the array disk had actually spat back out sixty spirit stones.
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
