The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

He had been restraining himself.

Because he knew very well that Chi Miao was not "from the same world" as them, and that Chi Miao seemed to have been born with some kind of mission that no one could say about.

Every step she takes must be carefully planned; behind every seemingly impulsive move lies a wealth of subtle emotions and hidden strategies.

She seemed very close to them, the most important link between them all.

In reality, she was the one furthest away from them... so far that even though they were right next to each other, there seemed to be a silent, invisible barrier that made it impossible for them to truly touch her.

He possesses both the Path of Ruthlessness and the Path of the Mortal World. Although he doesn't usually reveal anything about it, he has actually been secretly observing Chi Miao all along.

Chi Miao seems carefree, but...

He realized that Chi Miao had been hiding something from them.

He saw a sorrowful story hidden in Chi Miao's eyes.

He saw Chi Miao's dissatisfaction with fate.

But Chi Miao never truly told them... what she was facing, and what her true appearance was.

It was this very quality of Chi Miao that made him become cautious as well.

He must carefully protect Chi Miao's secret, and then help Chi Miao at crucial moments.

And he did all this because...

Chi Miao is worthy.

But his efforts became a burden to Chi Miao.

No matter how careful he was, he still became the final thread that killed Chi Miao...

"……it hurts."

Ying Wuhuo embraced Chi Miao's body, squeezed her hand tightly, and at the same time covered his own chest.

Chi Miao's heart was beating vividly in his chest.

He wept bitterly.

He lowered his head, gently kissed Chi Miao's forehead, tidied the stray hairs at her temples, and then hugged her tightly.

"Chi Miao..."

"I should be the one protecting you."

You've protected him too many times.

You saved his life.

He has many unspeakable secrets about you.

It had been on the verge of being revealed countless times.

Actually, now is the best time to speak out.

But from that moment on, he completely erased the thought of saying those words.

"I will take your body... back to Nine Swords Mountain."

The two paths within his body transformed into two halos, one red and one white, which wrapped around him.

Two paths intertwine, struggle, and merge...

The path of worldly affairs... disperse!

That red light completely transformed, turning into pure white, and nourishing the Path of Ruthlessness.

The original tiny, ruthless Dao essence has now completely transformed into a pure, ever-flowing, thick white Dao seed.

He finally understood his own heart, his own feelings, and what he truly wanted.

He wanted her to have no more worries.

He wanted her to be free of any burdens or worries.

He wanted her to one day truly achieve... defying fate.

For this reason, he could give up his seven emotions and six desires.

Ying Wuhu shed his last tear.

His eyes turned completely gray and cold, and the extreme yin energy within his body underwent a tremendous change at this moment.

He was like a cold, icy god, handsome and chilling, his facial expression becoming indifferent, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Mid-stage Nascent Soul stage.

His gaze returned to Chi Miao, and he gently stroked Chi Miao's face: "Let's go home... Let's go home."

He picked up Chi Miao and slowly began to walk out of the barrier.

Just then, he heard a "humph humph!"

He looked down toward the source of the sound and saw a strange, bow-legged creature clinging tightly to Chi Miao's skirt. Although it had no facial features, Ying Wuhuo's perception of emotions was actually more acute after his complete awakening of the Path of Ruthlessness.

He could sense that the thing was in a hurry.

Moreover... he sensed that this thing possessed a very strong life force, and... Chi Miao's aura.

Although this thing is ugly-cute, upon closer inspection, it actually looks quite like a "person".

Just then, the bow-legged little man fell down with a "plop," tumbled over, and rolled several times on the ground.

A small bump rose on his head; it must have hurt a lot. He hugged his head with both hands, looked aggrieved, and made "humming" sounds.

Ying Wuhuo: "Are you Chi Miao's Nascent Soul?"

His voice was cold, much colder than before.

It wasn't that he was being mean, but rather... he couldn't help himself and couldn't control himself.

The bow-legged little man scratched his head in confusion, then nodded with a "humming" sound.

Immediately, it anxiously pointed at Chi Miao in Ying Wu Huo's arms, then at the ground, its comical appearance like a fool dancing, which was actually quite cute after watching for a while.

However, Ying Wuhuo is not someone who appreciates cuteness.

He frowned: "You want me to put her down?"

Seeing that Ying Wuhuo finally understood, the bow-legged little man excitedly hummed and nodded repeatedly.

Ying Wuhuo hesitated for a moment before putting down Chi Miao's physical body.

He was also examining the nascent soul.

Chi Miao's cultivation level has not yet reached the Nascent Soul stage, so the birth of this bow-legged little man must be because Chi Miao has cultivated some kind of special technique.

During the Nascent Soul stage, the Golden Core transforms into a form resembling an "infant," which is the "true self."

Chi Miao's nascent soul doesn't have facial features yet; it looks like a radish. This is probably because the cultivation method she practices is related to the nascent soul.

Once she truly breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, this thing might become normal again.

The bow-legged little man walked up to Chi Miao, and then up to her full breasts.

"Hmph hmph hmph!"

He jumped up and down anxiously on Chi Miao's chest, as if he were asking Ying Wuhuo for help.

Ying Wuhuo sensed his anxiety, and... a hint of pleading.

"Are you begging me to help you... cut open Chi Miao's breasts?"

The bow-legged little man nodded repeatedly, "Hmph, hmph!"

You're a smart person!

The next second, Ying Wuhuo reached out and grabbed the bow-legged little man, squeezing him hard as if to kill him.

"How dare you!"

The nascent soul possesses a spirit, yet it desires to devour its master!

The bow-legged little boy burst into tears in Ying Wuhuo's hands: "Waaaaaah!"

Mom!

Where did you find this idiot?!

It's going to be crushed to death!

It's just a bow-legged radish, it wanted to save people, what did it do wrong?!

Ying Wuhuo was taken aback: "You're saying you can save Chi Miao?"

The bowlegged little man: "???"

Ying Wuhuo could clearly see the shock in its head, which had no facial features.

It sounds like he's cursing.

You can see that, yet you still want to crush it?

Are you playing with it? You idiot!

That's what the bow-legged little man thought, but since his life was at stake, he quickly nodded.

Ying Wuhuo squinted: "You really can save her?"

The bow-legged little man: "Hmph hmph!"

素！

It's amazing!

It's not an ordinary Nascent Soul; it's the Nascent Soul from the book "The Free and Easy Divine Infant Method"!

Ying Wuhu clenched his fist, looking at Chi Miao's beautiful yet calm face.

She was almost lifeless.

Maybe... this thing is actually a backup plan that Chi Miao kept.

Ying Wuhuo closed his eyes, reached out, and gently covered Chi Miao's chest with his spiritual energy.

"Go."

Try anything, even if it seems hopeless.

The bow-legged little man is full of fighting spirit!

it is good!

It will definitely accomplish its mission, treating a dead mother as if she were alive!