Chapter 17

"Senior Sister! That shop owner beat him up like that, it’s really too despicable. How can someone do such a thing, we can’t just let him get away with it!" Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaodeng cupped his face, forcibly lifted it up, and then exclaimed in shock.

"That’s an old injury, let’s leave him and go back." Lu Yaohang had no interest in being a good person; there were too many pitiful people in this world. Besides, he wasn’t injured, just a fall. If he had been beaten up on the street, she might have intervened, but poverty was a different matter. They were poor themselves, after all.

The shop owner was also confused by Lu Xiaodeng’s shout, thinking he had encountered a beggar’s accomplice trying to scam him. After a while, he realized it was just a child being ignorant and shouting randomly.

He huffed in dissatisfaction and swept into the shop. If it weren’t for the pattern of Yunjian Sect on their clothes, he would have stopped them to reason with them.

Lu Xiaodeng exclaimed, "Huh?" She touched the wound with her hand, then suddenly realized, "It’s an old injury. You must have been in a lot of pain at the time. Even now, it’s still so deep. Who did this to you? Does it still hurt? Let me blow on it, it will feel better."

The young man stared at her in shock, completely bewildered by the scene before him. Most of the time, he was bullied or chased away, and occasionally, someone might give him some food. He had never encountered someone as overly kind as this, and it scared him, leaving him at a loss as Lu Xiaodeng touched his face.

"What are you doing? What if you catch some strange disease? Let’s go back quickly." Lu Yaohang, seeing her like this, felt afraid. Was this girl really trying to do a good deed? She hurriedly reached out to pull her.

She was very worried about Xiaodeng helping others. It was all because their master, from the day he found Xiaodeng, kept telling her to be a good person. He said it was best to do a good deed every day and always think of others. At the time, Xiaodeng was like an idiot, with almost nothing in her head, so she remembered these words well.

Whenever she had nothing to do, she would get the urge to do good deeds. In the sect, she would pick up injured beasts that the disciples had hunted and feed and bandage them. Once the wounds were bandaged, the beasts would die, and she would mourn beside them, making the disciples very awkward.

Sometimes, when they found lightly injured, worthless beasts, they would give them to her to raise. If she raised them well, it would be a good deed. But she only did the initial good deed and never followed through, leaving the small beasts to be raised by others.

Thinking back to the time Xiaodeng offered to help the disciples of Zhichu Hall clean the mountain path, she not only swept it but also poured oil on the stones, saying it would make the path brighter. The disciples ended up with broken heads and bleeding, almost falling off the cliff.

In the end, she was satisfied with her good deed, but it was Lu Yaohang who had to clean up the oil on the mountain path. She immediately glared at the young man, determined not to let Xiaodeng help him!

"Xiaodeng, he probably doesn’t need help. He must have a family waiting for him. Let go quickly, don’t cause trouble for others." She smiled slightly, but her eyes were cold, staring at the young man. If he clung to Xiaodeng, she wouldn’t be so polite.

Fortunately, the young man was sensible. Apart from being a bit dazed, he showed no intention of seeking help.

But Lu Xiaodeng started to make a scene, almost rolling on the ground, "Senior Sister, he’s so pitiful. Can we help him? We can buy him a courtyard and lots of food, enough to last a lifetime, and let him live a stable life. Oh, and when he grows up, we can find him a wife!"

"What are you talking about! You even want to find him a wife, you’re overstepping your bounds." Lu Yaohang felt her head was about to explode. She had even thought about his future. She had to drag her away quickly. Who knew, she might change her mind and bring him back to the sect.

The young man was not just surprised but terrified. Someone was offering him food, shelter, and even a wife out of the blue. This girl was strange, and the older woman’s eyes were full of killing intent. These two must be looking for an excuse to kill for fun!

Thinking this, he wanted to sneak away, not wanting to get involved with these people.

But Lu Xiaodeng, for some reason, let go of Lu Yaohang’s hand and dashed over to grab the young man’s waist, shouting, "Senior Sister, I caught him! Quick, don’t let him run away."

The young man was shocked. Did he have no choice but to accept help?

The passersby saw a strange scene: a girl with a large ding tightly holding onto a ragged young man, while she was being pulled by a young cultivator, creating a stalemate.

"Xiaodeng! Let go quickly, he doesn’t want your help. Let him go, you’re forcing him, not doing a good deed!" Lu Yaohang was almost fuming, not understanding why Xiaodeng was so stubborn about helping him. There was nothing special about this young man.

"No!" Lu Xiaodeng refused to let go, holding the young man’s waist and asking earnestly, "Are you hungry? I heard your stomach rumbling. Come with me, I’ll give you food. Master said we should help each other and do good deeds. You’re the first person I’ve met who is hungry, I can’t just let you go hungry."

She always remembered Master’s teachings. In the sect, she never encountered such a pitiful person. She had to go out to find someone to help, and each time, the person would get angry. Now, she had finally met someone truly in need, how could she let him go?

Master, you’re going to kill me!

Lu Yaohang was furious. It was all Master’s fault for teaching her these things. Knowing Xiaodeng’s mind wasn’t sharp, he still taught her to be a good person. They couldn’t stay in the sect forever; they had to go out, and the outside world was dangerous!

The young man felt he was caught in a strange situation. He wasn’t afraid of death, but he didn’t want to die for no reason. He had to survive. He wanted to kick the girl holding him, but when he looked back and saw her sincere eyes, he couldn’t bear to do it.

After a long struggle, the three of them were still pulling and tugging on the street, and the onlookers had already dispersed. The young man was exhausted, his stomach empty, and he had no strength left. He didn’t care about Lu Yaohang’s cold stare, feeling like a lifeless doll, letting Lu Xiaodeng drag him, thinking, "Whatever, do what you want."

Just as Lu Yaohang decided to use force to take Xiaodeng away, the voice sounded again, clearly very annoyed, "What are you doing, making so much noise? I want to kill all three of you!"

"Senior, this is all Xiaodeng’s fault, I just want to take her back." Lu Yaohang thought silently, not sure if the senior could hear her.

"Xiaodeng is a spirit vessel, her nature allows her to sense special people and things. This boy is a rare natural solitary pulse. Although he only has one spirit channel open, once he cultivates, it will be thicker than others’ main spirit channels, meaning he has a bright future." The voice explained impatiently. Such a talented person would have been taken away if discovered.

Lu Yaohang was stunned. This unremarkable, disfigured young man had good potential?

She had never heard of a natural solitary pulse, but if even such a powerful person said it was good, it must be.

At that moment, the senior laughed wickedly, "If you sell him to evil cultivators, the price would be very high, enough to buy several decent magical treasures. What’s a broken silver thread sword, that trash can’t kill anyone!"

"Sell him to evil cultivators!" Lu Yaohang had never thought of such a thing. Now, she realized the senior was probably not a good person. His laughter showed he didn’t take it seriously.

"A natural solitary pulse can store more spirit energy in the body than ordinary cultivators, making him an excellent furnace vessel. Do you think only pure yin women can be furnace vessels? A natural solitary pulse is the same. With some means, his consciousness can be removed, turning him into an unconscious container for others to inject spirit energy daily. When needed, his life and spirit energy can be absorbed, providing a large amount of spirit energy at once."

The senior became more excited, smacking his lips, "I once met an old evil cultivator who carried a solitary pulse furnace vessel. Whenever his spirit energy was about to run out, he would forcibly draw it from the solitary pulse. It was very troublesome to encounter such a person, as they could always replenish their spirit energy. He looked quite good, and if it weren’t for his current state, I would have taken him back."

Lu Yaohang swallowed, the world of high-level cultivators was too twisted, incomprehensible. She had a sudden idea and tried to keep her voice steady, asking lightly, "Senior, do you want such a good spirit channel?"

"Hmm?" The voice paused, clearly surprised by Lu Yaohang’s words. After a moment, a loud laugh echoed in her head, making her head spin. She tensed, wondering if she had offended him.

"Very good, I didn’t expect to find such a ruthless person among sword cultivators. I like you, little girl. I must warn you, cultivating a solitary pulse is not easy. Because their main spirit channel is thicker than ordinary cultivators, it requires a massive amount of pills to unblock the blocked channels." The senior admired Lu Yaohang’s boldness and reminded her of the difficulty.

Lu Yaohang frowned and coldly replied, "If we can unblock a few spirit channels, he will likely be accepted as a disciple by Yunjian Sect, and the sect will provide the pills. Besides, my master just entered the Golden Core stage and has no direct disciples. I think he won’t refuse such a prestigious disciple."

"Even your master, you’re calculating. You’re a heartless disciple." The senior’s laugh was very unpleasant, full of disdain.

"At least, I’m not calculating Xiaodeng." Lu Yaohang said lightly.

The senior agreed, "I believe you. Calculating such an idiot would be too unfulfilling."

"Senior..." Lu Yaohang was speechless, that wasn’t what she meant.