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"Senior, doesn't Xuanhuo Sect care about this kind of thing?"
Yu'er replied: "If it's worth it, I will naturally take care of it."
The implication is that Shen Bai is not worthy.
Qin Xianglian's face was filled with misery as she cried, "Not only did he extort money from me, he also ruined my son's reputation..."
Seeing her like this, Ye Wanqing's heart tightened and she asked, "How was it destroyed?"
Qin Xianglian suddenly refused to speak, hesitating and stammering. After several questions, she finally told the truth.
It turned out that Taoist Huodan had a lover who was a female cultivator, so he forced Shen Bai to work for the female cultivator, responsible for making tea, cleaning, helping to empty the toilet, etc. From then on, Shen Bai could not hold his head up in front of his fellow disciples.
Ye Hong was puzzled, and whispered in Yu'er's ear, "Senior, do you know why there are still so many fireworks and green willows under the rule of Hua Zong?"
Who would have thought that Yu'er would naturally refute him: "Boy, you think too much, why does the sect want to ban it?"
Ye Hong was startled, and suddenly thought of something, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
The status of these people is extremely low - they are not even considered human beings, but consumables, so naturally no one will feel sorry for them.
In the world of cultivating immortals, cultivation represents lifespan, power and resources, and is the primary productive force. As long as it can enable both men and women to quickly improve their cultivation and break through the realm, then a place will come into being.
No talent or resources are needed, all you need is a set of exercises that are everywhere in the street to improve your cultivation. For most ordinary cultivators who will never be able to form a pill in their entire life, is there any more tempting and cost-effective way to improve your cultivation than this?
If Hua Zong hadn't been keeping pressure on them, I'm afraid young and beautiful female cultivators would have to be on guard against being kidnapped when walking on the street, right?
Ye Hong understood that the reason why he felt that it was wrong to do so was simply because he was a modern man who had received education from another civilization and had a conscience in his heart.
But after traveling through time, everything has changed completely, and even he himself is enjoying privileged treatment.
The world of immortal cultivation is not a home, everyone is born unequal, and the strong are respected.
Aren't we already prepared for this kind of thing?
What else is there to say.
Chapter 65: Different Fates
Now that things have come to this, it is too late to regret. Even if there are bad things happening, it is still better to try to avoid them.
Ye Hong thought to himself that he would just kill the Taoist Huo Dan to do some good deeds and get rid of harm to the people, so he asked Yu'er again in a low voice: "Senior, can you kill that liar bastard? It should be easy for you to kill him, right?"
Yu'er's eyes turned, and she took the opportunity to attack him, "Then you have to be my mount."
Of course, she had the ability to resolve this matter easily, but the problem was that she came down the mountain not to help others, but to protect the little genius of her own sect.
Ye Hong immediately shook his head and whispered: "...but my relationship with Shen Bai is not that good yet."
I can help with a small favor, after all, we know each other, but if he really wants to pay something, then it's better not to.
To be honest, Shen Bai owed him a favor.
Yu Er looked up at him and laughed, "It seems you are not such a fool."
When cultivating immortality and correcting the path, one cultivates goodness and a clear conscience, rather than cultivating saintliness or stupidity.
As she spoke, she turned her eyes to Qin Xianglian and reminded her softly, "This woman has something else to hide. Ask her how she draws the Qi into her body."
Ye Hong followed his instructions and said slowly: "Qin Xianglian, let me ask you, how do you draw the Qi into your body?"
Unexpectedly, when she heard this, her face suddenly changed and became extremely ugly. She opened her mouth, forced a smile, and looked around and said something else: "Xiao Hong, how could you be so..."
"Shut up!" His eyes were indifferent and distant, "You were the one who called me Xiaohong?"
Hearing this, Qin Xianglian bit her lips, her face turned ashen and ugly. She turned to look at Ye Wanqing unconsciously, her heart full of expectations. She always looked very kind and should speak up for her.
But Ye Wanqing only frowned slightly, she would naturally not refute her son in front of outsiders, she just said lightly: “What he means is what I mean.”
A doting mother will always put her children first, no matter what, and then consider her own feelings and those of others.
Qin Xianglian suddenly became stupid and dazed, feeling lost and aggrieved, "You, you guys didn't come to help me?"
Ye Hong shook his head. "We are here for ourselves and for each other. Saving you has nothing to do with you."
When a person has the intention to do something for the so-called justice in the world, is it to help others or to help himself?
Did he want to have his thoughts understood, or was it because the mother and son of the Shen family really needed help?
This involves the difference between sacrificing oneself for others and sacrificing others for oneself. After much thought, he felt that one should live life for oneself and, of course, for his mother.
However, Qin Xianglian could not understand this lofty idea. She looked embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.
She only knew that her situation was miserable. Although they were all from the same hometown as Longgou Village, the mother and son of the Ye family looked down on her.
She was angry but dared not say anything about this, and even secretly resented being given a ride on the trip, which completely harmed them, mother and son, otherwise they would not have ended up in this situation.
But then I thought that I still had to rely on them, so I had no choice but to smile along.
Ye Wanqing couldn't stand it any longer. Since she refused to say anything, she felt there was no need to ask any further. She could already guess that it was nothing more than shameless means.
As for whether it was with Shen Bai or with other men, it was no longer important and she didn't want to know at all.
When people get older, they tend to be a bit stupid.
Ye Wanqing looked calm. She said she had to go back to report to the sect as soon as possible, and then she pulled her son up and said goodbye, "See you another day."
Qin Xianglian showed a trace of panic on her face and stood up to chase him, but how could she catch up?
The figures of mother and son disappeared in a flash, and she could only stand in front of the inn, disheveled in the wind.
……
The mother and son returned to Xuanhuo Gate in a blink of an eye, completed their mission, and went back to the guest room where they were staying.
They looked at each other, their thoughts flowing out silently.
Yu'er was beside them, but she couldn't understand the complicated eye contact between the two.
This is a taboo topic, and the mother and son have always hidden it well and pretended that everything is fine.
"Mom, do you think I'm wrong?"
"You're right." Ye Wanqing suddenly used a somewhat pitying tone and said softly, "You just adapted to the environment too perfectly. Mom feels a little uncomfortable."
She held her cheek, leaned on the table, and stared at her son. Her tone did not change much, and was still gentle. "What are you going to do next?"
"Investigate whether it is true. If it is true, report it to the sect and let the sect handle it. When the next Ascension Conference is held, these charlatans will be banned and resolutely banned."
The reason for doing all this might be because of the mother and son of the Shen family, but now it is just to make himself feel at ease, because he is really disgusted by the bad guys and scammers.
Ye Wanqing said "hmm" softly, feeling indifferent in her heart.
She has already gotten the answer she wanted, so it was ultimately her own fault, coupled with the fact that someone else was plotting against her.
Ye Hong said with concern: "Mom, don't think too much."
Ye Wanqing immediately scolded: "Do you need to tell me that?"
After experiencing the previous mental and spiritual stimulation, her mentality is now so good that it can be described as "unmoved by any wind".
The so-called "eight winds" refer to four favorable and four unfavorable circumstances, namely, profit, decline, criticism, praise, fame, ridicule, suffering and happiness. Except for her son, these could no longer shake her state of mind, and even the somewhat excessive self-blame in her heart a few days ago was let go.
In the final analysis, Ye Wanqing once thought that her son was a blank sheet of paper, but later on he developed such psychological problems, which always made her feel that she, as a mother, had not done something well and that she had ruined this blank sheet of paper by writing on it.
She only wanted to be a perfect mother, and was tormented by this. However, with the persuasion and help of her son, she gradually came to her senses.
As the saying goes, no one is perfect. A mother cannot be a perfect painter, and a child cannot be a perfect blank piece of paper.
Taboo things have actually been happening all the time, but she just deliberately avoided thinking about them before.
You can't become estranged from your son because of something like this. Humans are animals that know how to adapt to their environment.
So, it’s still what my son said before, there is no need to pursue perfection, just live your life in your own way.
"Mom, I won't talk to you for now. I'm going to visit a brothel with my senior."
"Huh?! Stop right there!"
She reacted instantly, her eyebrows raised, glaring at her son, and her tone couldn't help but reveal a hint of annoyance, "You little bastard, you're deliberately trying to piss off your mother, aren't you?"
Ye Hong was unwilling to admit it, and pulled Yu'er to resist his mother's angry gaze, "How could I not, I finally got the opportunity to investigate the case under the order of the emperor."
"You don't have to be so proud." She didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, she snorted coldly, "I'm telling you this, if you dare to touch those questionable women, I'll beat your butt when I get back."
She didn't mean to resort to domestic violence, she just wanted to show her attitude as a mother and a guardian.
Yu Er agreed with this and nodded, "I'll help you keep an eye on him."
Unexpectedly, Ye Hong tilted his head, smiled, and chanted casually: "Once you have seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; except for Mount Wushan, all other clouds are but mounds. I am too lazy to look back at the flowers now, partly because of my cultivation and partly because of you."
What I mean is, is there any other woman in this world who can compare to a single hair of my mother?
Oh, and Qingyi can make me aroused on the spot, so that counts as half.
However, Ye Wanqing didn't buy it at all and scolded him, "Yuan Zhen is also a heartless man, Chen Shimei, don't learn from him."
Chapter 66: Different Paths
Ye Hong and Yu'er finally got out of the door. She suddenly blinked and asked, "Does your mother feel annoyed that she keeps restricting you?"
"Yes." Ye Hong replied, "But she will find me annoying. That's how it is between mother and son. Tolerance is the foundation of a family."
Seeing a vendor pushing a magic cart selling spiritual fruits on the street, Ye Hong immediately walked up, bought two "dragon fruits", peeled one with his own hands, and handed it to Yu'er.
The two ate as they walked and chatted as they ate.
To be honest, Ye Hong really felt that the hot environment here was not very friendly to water-attributed cultivators. Even if he used his Qi to resist it, he always felt a sense of heat in his heart.
It was still a bit cold when I lived on the top of the Bulao Peak. After coming here, it was like traveling from winter to summer in an instant. It is difficult to adapt to such a tropical climate.
Yu'er asked him again: "If you meet that Taoist Huo Dan later, will you do it yourself?"
Ye Hong happened to take a bite of the dragon fruit, and his mouth was full of blood.
"Whoever disgusts me and my mother, I will kill him. What's there to say about that?"
Originally, he pursued power just to be able to do whatever he wanted and live freely. Otherwise, why would he practice so hard? Was he seeking abuse?
After eating the fruit, Ye Hong wiped his mouth and hands, cleaned Yu'er's face as well, and quietly took her small, white hand that was as delicate as a lotus.
Yu'er didn't resist. She looked at him and suddenly said, "Your hands are completely like those of a child. You are trying to imitate an adult when visiting a brothel. I hope we won't be kicked out later."
"Who cares?" Ye Hong said calmly, "Anyway, I'm not looking for a woman. I'm looking for that kid Shen Bai."