Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

"Brother Huan...did you hear that?" Lin Fan said in surprise,

Although he didn't know how Huan Xi'er heard it, he still urged him anxiously, "Absolutely not. This method is unheard of. The dangers involved are unpredictable. Brother Huan must not make such a hasty decision."

Huanxi'er slowly lowered his head, thinking of something, like a child who had done something wrong.

"My godmother... disowns me because I am a fool. I don't want to be a fool, I want to be a normal person."

Huanxi'er's mouth was pursed, and even the hair on his head looked listless.

His godmother is his biological mother. These happy children have actually known for a long time...

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and the look in his eyes gradually turned gloomy.

Yes, he always considered it from his own perspective, considering the risks and benefits, but he never considered... Huanxi'er's own opinions,

Just because he's a fool.

Lin Fan admitted that he had never seen Huan Xi'er in a different light, but he couldn't deceive himself. Deep down in his heart, he still regarded Huan Xi'er as a fool.

A fool who cannot make his own decisions and needs others to take care of him.

"I'm sorry..." Lin Fan felt guilty and patted Huan Xi'er on the shoulder, "Brother Huan, this matter may not be as simple as you think..."

Huanxi'er raised his head and showed a sad smile, "Lin Fan, you are a good person and my only good friend. Others treat me as a fool, but you are the only one who treats me as a normal person, but..."

"I want my father and mother to treat me as a normal person." Huan Xi'er's tone became lower and lower, and she secretly raised her head to glance at Lin Fan's expression.

"I don't want people to say that every time they mention Taoist Master Long, the first thing they say is that he has a stupid son..."

"I want to make my godmother happy, I want her to smile more, and I don't want her to be so tired."

The more Huan Xi'er spoke, the more aggrieved he became. Others thought he was a fool and would not avoid saying something to him, but he...

It's not that stupid.

Lin Fan had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know whether he should persuade him or not. Deep in his heart, he hoped that Huanxi'er could return to normal, but the danger involved was unpredictable.

and……

He was not too worried about this senior.

"Senior, may I ask how sure you are of this matter?" Lin Fan asked and stopped transmitting.

The old man in the sword thought for a moment and said, "I am 70% sure of success."

"Only 70%?" Lin Fan was not satisfied with this success rate.

"Oh, only 70%?"

The old man in the sword almost laughed angrily. This kid had no idea how difficult it was. If he hadn't been in the saint realm during his lifetime and had a preliminary understanding of the great road, he wouldn't be 70% sure.

The old man in the sword knew that saying this to Lin Fan was tantamount to playing the lute to an ox. He was only in the Foundation Establishment realm, so it was hard for him to understand this, so he could only speak in common language,

"Seventy percent is not low. If I hadn't been involved in the divine soul, and if it were another saint, I wouldn't be able to reach 70%."

Lin Fan didn't say anything more and turned to look at Huan Xi'er.

"Yes, 70% is quite a lot..."

Huanxi'er made up his mind, he didn't want to be a fool anymore!

This kind of congenital loss of the soul is rare and difficult to recover.

Taoist Dragon Feeder tried every means, and even asked the saints from the Yin Mountains, but he was unable to completely cure him. He could only wipe his spiritual altar a little, so that he would no longer be so stupid.

After finally getting an opportunity, he didn't want to give up, even though the risks involved were uncertain.

Maybe if you miss this time, you will never have another chance in this life.

The main reason is that the conditions are too harsh. First of all, you must have the soul of a saint, and you must be involved in the soul.

Secondly, it must be in the Secret Realm of the Hundred Saints and the Secret Realm of the Ghost Realm.

Finally, the saint’s soul must be willing to take the initiative to help him.

You know, even after success, Huanxi'er's thoughts will still be the dominant one, because the three souls belong to Huanxi'er, and the saint's soul can only replace Linghui's soul.

"Senior please take action!"

Huan Xier no longer hesitated.

"well……"

Lin Fan sighed, shook his head and handed the black sword to Huan Xi'er. He looked at him intently and sighed in his heart,

I hope it will succeed, but I don’t know if you will still be the same happy child when we meet again...

…

In the Yuan Mansion.

Mo Qianqian sat on the chair, with the housekeeper standing respectfully opposite him, hunched slightly to show respect.

Although the housekeeper has been in the Yuan Mansion for hundreds of years and his status in the master's heart is much higher than that of Mo Qianqian, the housekeeper still behaves respectfully.

Because he is a servant.

No matter how high his status was, he was still a servant, and even though Mo Qianqian had just entered the house, he was still the master.

Once he fails to position himself correctly, his life will be over. Master Yuan will not allow a servant to ride on his master's head and dominate.

"Madam, you call me."

The old housekeeper had a humble smile on his face. Even though Mo Qianqian could not be called his wife because she was not married to a matchmaker, he still called her that.

A smile appeared on Mo Qianqian's beautiful face. She stood up and helped the housekeeper up, putting him on the chair and said,

"Uncle Yuan, there is no need to be so polite. You have served me for many years and you are already part of my family. My daughter will still be under your care in the future."

Although Mo Qianqian said this, he did not correct Uncle Yuan's title.

"You're welcome, madam. I wonder why you called me old?"

The housekeeper didn't exchange too many greetings with her. It was never a good thing for him to get too close to some ladies.

Mo Qianqian turned back to the chair and sat down, holding her chin with her palm, not showing any dignity at all, but rather cute and playful.

"My daughter has a friend named Xu Sanyan. Could you please ask Uncle Yuan to 'invite' him here?"

When he said "invite", he emphasized his tone a little.

Uncle Yuan understood, that is, to tie him up.

"How is this person's cultivation? Do you know where he is now?"

"He is in the middle stage of the Lost Path. I don't know where he is." Mo Qianqian shook her head.

"Madam, don't worry. There will be news within three days." Uncle Yuan said calmly, not taking such a small matter to heart.

"Thank you, Uncle Yuan."

Mo Qianqian smiled, and her beautiful appearance made Uncle Yuan stunned. Then he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at her more, and at the same time admired in his heart,

So beautiful.

"I'll take my leave."

"Well."

Mo Qianqian did not stand up to see him off, but just stared at the door without blinking.

Since he had already committed himself to the Yuan Mansion, he might as well use the power of the Yuan Mansion to gain more benefits for himself.

The reason why he wanted to 'invite' Xu Sanyan was because he had a treasure in his hand,

the jade slip.

Luo Changtian had told him before that the jade slip recorded the understanding of the Great Dao by the Saint Realm, which was extremely precious, so she naturally wanted it.

Mo Qianqian picked up the snack on the table and put it into her mouth to taste it. A wisp of pure soul power merged into her body, which refreshed her spirit.

The things she had tried so hard to obtain before could be found everywhere in Yuan Mansion, just because Yuan Anping was the chief constable, and he ranked second in this city!

"Here... it doesn't seem to be bad."

Mo Qianqian leaned back in the chair. For some reason, she always thought of Fang Qingge's figure in her heart recently.

When she was captured before, she also hoped in her heart that someone would be a hero and rescue her by breaking into Yuan Mansion.

Unfortunately, until Yuan Anping finished his work and pulled up his pants, no one came to rescue her.