Chapter 130: Because You Are a Child-I Am Actually a Cultivation Master(Mulan II)

Ming Yexin left the small courtyard once again.

...

Within the Heavenly Martial Realm, yellow and black clouds churned. Two figures descended from the distance; they were Shen Bing and Yang Li.

"How did it go?" the others immediately gathered around. "Have you confirmed the identity of the person in the Southern Barbarian lands?"

Shen Bing looked at those surrounding him and nodded. "It is confirmed. The one causing chaos in the Southern Barbarian lands of the Heavenly Martial Realm is none other than Ming Yexin, who stole the Soul-Searching Bead from Cloud City several hundred years ago! Furthermore, this individual possesses immense power, at least at the level of a Profound Immortal."

The expressions of those present darkened instantly.

"No wonder all our people died there; a Profound Immortal is not someone we can contend with!"

"We must have our superiors send someone, at the very least someone of equal standing. And not just one; sending several would ensure the mission is completed."

"It is all because of the limitations of the Heavenly Martial Realm's status. If this were any other world, we could easily have summoned a Celestial Immortal."

"Let us act immediately," everyone insisted.

However, a cold, chilling smile spread across Shen Bing's face.

"No, we do not need to notify our superiors at all. Now that we know it is that demonic cultivator Ming Yexin, we only need to contact the Soul-Searching Sect of Cloud City. Once they learn that the thief who stole their Soul-Searching Bead is hiding in this Heavenly Martial Realm, they will naturally take action themselves."

"If we play this move correctly, it will be more than enough to take down that demonic cultivator."

"Very well. I will make the arrangements immediately so that they can strike at once."

...

Meanwhile, in the small mountain village, dinner had already been served.

Even more orderly than the meal itself were the disciples seated around the table. The food had been prepared by Huanyue and Ruofeng; the table was overflowing, and the aroma was enough to whet anyone’s appetite. Once everyone had gathered, they picked up their chopsticks in unison and began to eat.

The little girl sat beside Zhu Xiaoyuan, stunned by the scene before her.

"This entire table is filled with holy medicine. Even within the Demon Sect, I could only manage to eat such food on rare occasions."

That was why the little girl was so taken aback. Zhu Xiaoyuan reached out and piled her bowl high with food.

"Eat up. You’ve been on the run, so you must not have had a good meal in a long time. Eat more so you can grow."

He looked at the little girl with pity. The thought of such a young child having to struggle for her life without proper food made Zhu Xiaoyuan feel she was truly pitiful.

As for the little girl, seeing Zhu Xiaoyuan’s demeanor, she interpreted it for herself: "It seems this person knows my identity. He has brought out a table full of medicinal food just to help me. Oh, he is just too kind!"

The little girl looked at Zhu Xiaoyuan with her large, glistening eyes. "Big Brother, you are too kind to me!"

As she spoke, her voice remained cautious. This was the title he had asked her to use, and she certainly meant no disrespect. Moreover, she wanted to ask why he was being so good to her, given that they were complete strangers.

Zhu Xiaoyuan laughed. "Because you are a child."

"Don't let your mind wander, little one. Just eat properly. Stay here with me. I know your past life may have been very difficult, but if you can let it go, then this place is your home."

Zhu Xiaoyuan comforted her. To have experienced so much at such a young age—it was truly heartbreaking. A child's nature was easily influenced; if he did not offer some guidance, it would be a shame if she ended up on the wrong path. Besides, Zhu Xiaoyuan was kind-hearted by nature and naturally did not want the little girl to live in constant fear while under his roof. After all, the most important thing in life was to be happy!

The little girl froze.

Because she was a child?

So, this senior truly knew her identity? He was aware of everything!

What did he mean by that? To forget the past meant to forget everything about the Heavenly Saint Demon Lord. Was he asking her to abandon the Demon Race and start a new life?

The little girl was beginning to find Zhu Xiaoyuan’s thoughts unfathomable. What exactly did he mean? She was currently in a state of rebirth, her mind filled with fragmented memories, and she could not fully digest his intentions just yet. But she knew one thing: she was already in the palm of this senior's hand.

Thus, the little girl nodded obediently.

"Okay, I will listen to Big Brother..."

No matter what, she had to be obedient now. Otherwise, if she angered him, wouldn't she be waiting for death? The little girl told herself silently.

Zhu Xiaoyuan smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair. "Good. Now tell Big Brother, what is your name?"

The little girl opened her mouth, wanting to say "Heavenly Saint," but stopped short as she recalled what Zhu Xiaoyuan had just said. She closed her mouth and pondered for a few seconds.

"Big Brother, I don't remember my name. Could you give me one?"

Zhu Xiaoyuan patted the little girl's head and smiled faintly.

"In that case, how about 'Xinjing' (Quiet Heart)? When the heart does not move, the heavens and earth are still."

"When the heart does not move, the heavens and earth are still?"

The little girl tasted the name in her mind. She then nodded happily. "Thank you, Big Brother. From now on, I am Xinjing."

Zhu Xiaoyuan looked at her and smiled with satisfaction. "Now, hurry up and eat."

...

Not far from the small village, within a certain mountain range, Ming Yexin carefully took out a stick of incense. The incense was pitch black, made of some unknown wood, and a faint, lingering aura of demonic energy drifted from it.

"As soon as I light this soul incense, Lord Qiya will know my intent. Now that the Demon Lord has successfully awakened, I hope Demon Commander Qiya can locate me soon so he can send people to protect Her Highness the Demon Lord..." Ming Yexin muttered to himself.

He lit the black incense in his hand. A plume of black smoke rose instantly, filling the room. The smoke seemed to have a life of its own, slowly forming a wall. Ghostly wails and howls echoed continuously from its surface.

"Demon Commander Qiya, Ming Yexin requests contact."

Ming Yexin repeated the plea three times. Finally, after the third time, the smoke wall shifted, and a human figure appeared within the glowing surface.