"I… my name is Qinglin."
The girl looked at Xiao Yan as though she were staring at a demon.
Those two people—just a wave of this youth's hand and they turned into drifting ash.
Such strength was downright terrifying.
In her eyes, the current Xiao Yan seemed even more frightening than the old madam and master who used to bully her.
Seeing the fear in the girl's gaze, Xiao Yan was momentarily stunned, then showed a gentle smile. "Don't be afraid. I'm a good person."
But his words didn't seem convincing at all. Qinglin trembled, and immediately her large eyes filled with tears.
"Sigh… this child has suffered far too much." Xiao Yan felt helpless. He walked forward and gently patted the girl on the head.
"From today on, follow me. Be my maid. How about it?"
"Ah?"
Qinglin froze mid-sob, then looked at Xiao Yan pitifully. "You… you won't kill me?"
"Why would I kill you?" Xiao Yan rubbed her green hair with a smile.
"I came to save you."
Hearing herself speak like that, Xiao Yan could only reply helplessly.
"S-save me?"
Qinglin blinked, then asked again pitifully, "You won't sell me to a brothel?"
"Why sell you to a brothel? Wouldn't it be better for me to keep you all to myself?" Xiao Yan chuckled wickedly and lifted the little girl's chin.
"Ah?" Qinglin's pretty face, which had finally stopped crying, went pale once more.
Seeing her tremble like a startled fawn, even Xiao Yan felt a trace of pity.
This child really was too pitiful.
"I was just teasing you. But from now on, you're my maid. Come with me."
Xiao Yan took her small hand. Her height only reached his chin—small and delicate.
"W-where are we going?" Qinglin cautiously looked at him, finally relaxing a little after confirming he didn't mean her harm, though her eyes still held fear.
"Where? Naturally to look for the Qinglian Dixinhuo," Xiao Yan thought. But saying this out loud would probably confuse her anyway.
"You don't need to worry about it." Xiao Yan smiled at her. "From now on, call me Young Master. Understand?"
"Yes… Young Master." Qinglin nodded obediently. As someone sold into a wealthy household at a young age, she was long used to a life without control over her fate.
Still, she looked at her new "Young Master" nervously, as though afraid he'd do something to her.
Xiao Yan caught her fearful look and frowned.
"Do I really look like a bad person?"
"Uh… n-no… no."
Qinglin first nodded, then quickly shook her head. When she realized she had nodded, her face instantly went white as she stared at Xiao Yan.
If this had been her former mistress, she would already be getting beaten.
But the boy in front of her, aside from having a dark expression, didn't react at all—only sighed helplessly.
As for him, a handsome, charming, elegant young gentleman—why did everyone keep mistaking him for a villain?
Forget it. Better find the Qinglian Dixinhuo first.
With that thought, he wrapped his arm around Qinglin's slender waist and lifted her light body up.
"Ah! Young Master, no!"
The instant Xiao Yan lifted her, Qinglin's whole body went stiff, her face filled with panic.
"What 'no'? You're still a minor. Even if you wanted it, Young Master wouldn't give it to you." Xiao Yan felt a metaphorical black line run down his face, then stepped onto the air and sped forward.
He already had the Qinglian Dixinhuo's approximate location from Hai Bodong. According to the original storyline, it wasn't far from Mobei City.
So he held Qinglin with one arm and advanced without slowing.
Qinglin was originally terrified she would be defiled, but her Young Master did nothing improper.
However, as she rose higher and higher from the ground, her green eyes filled with panic again.
Instinctively, she clung tightly to Xiao Yan's waist, afraid of falling.
"No need to be so scared. One day, you'll soar through the sky too." Xiao Yan's voice remained gentle.
Even he couldn't bear to be harsh toward a girl with such a miserable life.
Meanwhile, back in Mobei City, inside a large estate, a middle-aged man glared at the elderly servant before him.
"Patriarch… the young miss and the young master-in-law… were killed by a mysterious expert." The old man trembled.
"What?" My sister was killed?
The man froze, then crushed the teacup in his hand, fury twisting his expression.
"Which bastard dared to kill my sister?!"
"It… it was a mysterious black-clothed youth. He didn't even have Dou Qi Wings, yet he could fly in mid-air. And he just flicked out two strands of flame—before the miss and young master-in-law could even react, they turned to ash…"
The elder shuddered at the memory. There had been more servants present than just Qinglin—but Xiao Yan hadn't bothered with them.
"What did you say?" The middle-aged man's enraged face went stiff, then slowly turned fearful.
Black clothes… flying without wings?
Wasn't that the same mysterious expert who appeared above Mobei City today?
He had seen it at noon while drinking with an old senior—who had said that was a Dou Zong-level powerhouse.
His expression shifted again and again before finally becoming calm.
"I understand. You may leave."
"Patriarch!" The old man looked shocked.
"I said leave. Didn't you hear me?"
The middle-aged man shot him a cold look.
"…Yes, Patriarch." Terrified, the old man quickly withdrew.
Once he was gone, the middle-aged man turned to a dark corner.
"Third Brother… kill him. No one must know about this."
A Dou Zong was someone they absolutely could not offend. If they angered such a person, the entire clan would be wiped out.
Even if rival factions learned about this, trouble would follow.
"Big Brother," a doubtful voice came from the shadows.
"I said kill him." The man repeated.
"…Understood."
Xiao Yan, of course, knew nothing of events in Mobei City. By now he had reached a desolate stretch of desert less than a hundred li from the city. At his speed, he arrived quickly.
"The aura of the Qinglian Dixinhuo…"
Holding Qinglin with one hand, he spread his vast soul power across the desert. Behind him, in the unseen space, Wen and Wu—his two Saintly Souls—were also scanning.
Even if the Qinglian Dixinhuo was deep underground, it wouldn't escape such an extensive sweep.
Soon, Xiao Yan detected an unusual fire-attribute fluctuation.
He extended one hand, and under Qinglin's stunned gaze, a massive hand—over a dozen zhang large—condensed in the air. With a light sweep, endless yellow sand was brushed aside.
After a moment, three zhang of the desert was cleared away, revealing a pitch-black cave mouth emitting faint heat.
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