He had finally obtained a lower-grade Creation Pill and originally intended to bestow kindness upon the protagonist, thereby avoiding his cannon fodder fate and further attempting to change the protagonist's destiny to prevent the birth of the Dao of Destruction and Creation.
He did not expect that the protagonist was not even here at all.
Had Lu Wan arrived early?
Or was it… another transmigrator who had taken a step ahead and already rescued him…
Damn it… he did not want to become cannon fodder…
At that moment, a burst of footsteps sounded.
A middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator brushed past him.
From his appearance, he was exactly the Lu Wan he had seen in the collected information.
If it was not Lu Wan who took him away, he stood there blankly staring at Lu Wan's back.
Then it must be another transmigrator like him.
Who was that person? What did they intend to do by taking him away? Could he escape the fate of being cannon fodder?
The protagonist is protected by the Heavenly Dao and cannot be killed.
If he cannot become part of the protagonist faction, there is only death.
The handsome cultivator walked out of the alley with a bitter and desperate expression while standing at the alley entrance not knowing where to go…
Xiao Shou had no idea that he had picked up a terrifying protagonist and brought him back.
After getting off the spirit beast carriage, he took the boy and stayed at a large inn in the city called the Immortal Fate Inn that was equivalent to a modern five-star hotel.
After paying spirit stones and completing the check-in procedures, he carried the boy to the guest room.
Only after activating the protective formation did he truly let out a sigh of relief.
He gently placed the boy on the bed in the guest room, then habitually stretched lazily, moving his arms and shoulders a few times.
However, the bloody scene from earlier kept flashing through hus mind.
It felt as if the scent of blood was still on his hands.
Although he knew that the Clean Dust Technique was much more effective than washing with water, he still went to the side room, quickly stripped himself clean, and soaked into the spacious bath pool.
The benefit of a large inn was truly wonderful.
After taking a bath, his whole body felt refreshed.
So relaxed that Xiao Shou even lost the desire to cultivate.
He simply lay on the couch and took a beautiful nap.
In his chaotic dream, he was beating Yu Lin until he begged for mercy.
Suddenly, a sharp cry woke him up.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the little boy he had saved yesterday was sitting on the bed in disbelief while touching himself all over.
Seeing him like this, Xiao Shou immediately felt heartache again thinking of his lower-grade Creation Pill.
He got up and walked over angrily, he then tapped the boy on the head and pretending to be fierce as he said, "What are you looking at? I spent a huge amount to save you, even selling you would not cover the cost."
"Fox-eyed brother, did you save me?" Ao Tian rubbed his head and looked at Xiao Shou with tearful eyes.
Looking at the little boy's almost crying expression Xiao Shou felt a bit guilty.
Had he used too much force?
Only after a few seconds did he react to what the boy was saying.
He immediately said angrily, "You rude little brat, call me brother, just brother. What fox eyed brother? What nonsense is that?"
"The brother's eyes," Ao Tian blinked and said, "Did brother never notice that your eyes look like a fox's eyes? They are very beautiful!"
"Eh~" Xiao Shou blinked after hearing this. He suddenly remembered that he had been in this world for several months already, yet he had never once thought of looking at what the original body looked like.
Because the body's sensations were exactly the same as his original body and in daily cultivation life he only used a few minor cleaning spells to take care of himself, he never needed a mirror.
So he had always assumed he still looked the same as before.
He had actually forgotten to check what the original body looked like… how embarrassing.
He might be the first transmigrator who had been here for months without ever seeing his own face.
Xiao Shou felt a bit mentally broken inside, but outwardly he pretended nothing was wrong and said naturally, "Little brat, sweet words are useless. Tell me how you plan to repay your life saving grace. Do you know how much I lost just to save you?"
"I know." Ao Tian lowered his head dejectedly.
After a moment of silence, his hands under the blanket clenched tightly.
Thinking of how this fox-eyed brother had cried for him yesterday, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.
He thought to gamble on it.
So, he wiped his eyes and said while crying, "I cannot repay brother's kindness. However, if brother hands me over to the direct eldest son of the Mao family clan leader, Mao Yisheng, he will definitely give you a large reward."
Reward?
Xiao Shou recalled the scene he saw when he saved the boy yesterday, but ignored the somewhat familiar name "Mao Yisheng" and focused on the boy himself.
He frowned and said, "Put aside gratitude for now. First tell me your identity, and how you ended up like that yesterday."
"My name is Ao Tian, I am eight years old, born into the third-rate Ao family…" After hearing Xiao Shou's question, Ao Tian knew he had won the gamble. But regarding Mao Yisheng… he remembered what that person had said.
Although he was only eight years old and could not fully understand many things, he instinctively did not want to tell anyone about it.
He immediately distorted and concealed the entire incident and changing it beyond recognition before telling it to Xiao Shou.