After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

"Click".

The long sword snapped in two upon impact.

The sharp-mouthed youth staggered backward and sat down on the ground with a thud, his face full of terror.

"You, you...you're at the Nascent Soul stage?!"

Xu Ze did not answer, but looked at the other Fire Cloud Valley disciples.

The disciples were already pale with fright and retreated hastily.

"Get lost," Xu Ze said calmly.

The disciples, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, helped the sharp-mouthed youth up and scrambled away.

They made some harsh remarks, but it goes without saying that they would never let this go easily.

"Good! Well done!"

"This young hero has excellent skills and acts bravely for a just cause. He is truly a good role model for us all!"

"May I ask your name, friend? And which sect or school do you belong to?"

Seeing these usually arrogant and domineering guys get their comeuppance.

A cheer erupted from the crowd.

Some people even started inquiring about Xu Ze's background.

But Xu Ze simply sheathed his sword and turned to look at the father and daughter.

The old man was already kneeling on the ground, kowtowing frantically: "Thank you so much, benefactor! Thank you so much for saving my daughter's life..."

"Old man, no need for formalities, please get up." Xu Ze quickly helped him up.

The old man was in tears, holding his daughter's hand, too moved to speak.

The girl looked timidly at Xu Ze and whispered, "Thank you, my benefactor..."

She was about fourteen or fifteen years old, so thin she was skin and bones, with only her eyes remaining relatively clear.

Xu Ze sighed inwardly.

This is the fate of ordinary people at the bottom of society.

In the world of cultivators, they are like ants, at the mercy of others.

"Grandpa, where do you live?"

He suppressed his unnecessary emotions and spoke slowly.

The old man was slightly taken aback at first, then pointed outside the town, "It's...it's at the foot of the mountain at the east end of the town."

Xu Ze certainly wasn't helping them for nothing, so he went straight to the point and asked:

"I wonder if the two of us could take a break for a while?"

Upon hearing this, the old man and the girl beside him didn't think much of it and nodded repeatedly.

"If you wish to stay, please do so. Although our home is simple, we have a few wooden rooms..."

Mu Yan, standing to the side, smiled without saying a word.

She had already given a telepathic reminder.

Chopping the grass does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze blows and regenerates.

But judging from the current situation, the young man in front of us seems to have other plans.

"You wouldn't be thinking of...?"

Chapter 146 The Prince's Mother

Mu Yan smiled knowingly, exuding charm.

In my memory, he always had some unique ideas.

They are especially kind to these insignificant people, and they can change their lives without even realizing it.

In Xu Ze's words, it was something like NPC?

"Grandpas, let me take you home."

Xu Ze did not answer the question, but instead said to the old man and the young man in front of him, "So that those people won't come looking for trouble again."

The old man nodded repeatedly, expressing his deepest gratitude once again.

At the eastern edge of the town, at the foot of the mountain.

An old wooden house stood there all alone, with a small vegetable garden in front of it, where some green vegetables and radishes were planted.

Behind the house is a dense forest, from which the occasional chirping of birds can be heard.

"My benefactor, please come in."

The old man pushed open the wooden gate and welcomed Xu Ze into the house.

Although the house was simple, it was cozy, with a wooden table, a few stools, and some firewood and wild vegetables piled in the corner.

The girl timidly brought over a bowl of water and presented it to Xu Ze with both hands.

Xu Ze took it and drank a sip.

The water was clear and had a slightly sweet taste.

"Sir, what's your daughter's name?" he asked casually.

The old man answered every question: "To answer your question, my benefactor, her name is Xiao'e. Her mother passed away early, leaving only my son and me to depend on each other for survival."

As he was speaking, he suddenly changed the subject.

"If you don't mind, my benefactor, let her be your maid..."

Xiao'e stood to the side, head down, not daring to speak.

"No, no, no, you've misunderstood."

Xu Ze quickly put Wan down and waved his hands repeatedly.

"It was just a small favor, and I absolutely did not expect you to repay me."

In this world of cultivation, there aren't that many good people and good deeds.

The old man thought that Xu Ze had also taken a liking to his daughter, which was why he had offered his help.

It's better to let my daughter stay with such a young hero who is good in every way than to let her be abused by those inhumane disciples of Fire Cloud Valley.

Little did the father and daughter know that Xu Ze truly didn't want anything; it was just a habit of playing games.

"You...you live here?" Mu Yan's voice suddenly rang out.

She had been observing from the sidelines, but now she has revealed herself.

I don't know if it was because the conversation touched on something she cared about.

The old man was startled by the sudden appearance of the beautiful young woman and almost fell off his stool.

"This, who is this person is..."

“My friend,” Xu Ze said, “she was just… outside the door.”

He made up a reason on the spot.

Otherwise, how can we say that this person can become invisible?

The people in the Heavenly Book World are unaware that they are merely projections within it; they all believe they are truly alive.

Xu Ze wondered, what if the game instance of Ghost Brain, or even the real world, works on the same principle...

aside.

The old man, unsuspecting, quickly brought over a stool:

"Please sit down, young lady."

Mu Yan sat down, looking around the wooden house, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

She ruled the Central Continent for three hundred years and had seen countless prosperous and wealthy places. She had never seen such a scene of poverty before.

"Grandpa, how do you usually make a living?"

Mu Yan really didn't know how ordinary mortals lived.

She was born noble.

Upon hearing this, the old man smiled wryly and said, "I usually go up the mountain to collect some herbs and exchange them for rice in town."

"Xiao'e helped people mend clothes. Although life was hard, she managed to get by."

He paused, his eyes welling up with tears again: "Who knows about those immortal masters..."

He couldn't continue.

Xiao'e walked over, gently took her father's hand, and whispered, "Dad, it's alright, it's alright..."

Seeing this, Xu Ze suddenly spoke up: "Old man, would you be willing to move to another place?"

The old man was taken aback: "Change...change the location?"

"As you just said, this town is, after all, the territory of Fire Cloud Valley."

Xu Ze said, "Although we drove those people away today, they certainly won't let it go. They'll come back to cause trouble after we leave."

The old man's face turned pale.

He certainly understands this principle.

But where could a poor old man with a daughter go?

"I……"

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

"I do have a solution."

Xu Ze took a cloth bag from his pocket and placed it on the table.