Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 218 - 126: The Legendary "Demon

He sighed and said mournfully, "Immortal, to be honest with you, my granddaughter is actually one I found."

"Found?"

"Well... not exactly found, more like entrusted to me, about three years ago. I was scavenging in a grove outside the east gate of Wangbei City when I encountered her and another woman. At that time..." The old man's shoulders trembled as he spoke.

"What happened at that time?"

"Her appearance at that time was terrifying. Her whole face seemed to be dug out by something... A young woman was holding her hand."

"A young woman? Did she say her name? What did she look like?"

The old man shook his head, "She didn't mention her name. I still remember her appearance, very beautiful, wearing black clothes."

"Did she say anything to you?"

"She said she couldn't take the child with her and asked me to care for her for a while. She seemed to be in a great hurry to do something, so she gave me some money and said she would come back for her later. Then she left in a hurry."

Fan Wubing's entire face was hidden in the darkness.

Fu Manman tried to see but couldn't make out any expression.

Walking like this, they reached the old man's home.

The conditions were poor, the home was bare, the roof leaked, and the ground was broken.

Entering the house, the old man called out, "Girl, girl. Open the door, it's Grandpa. Grandpa is back."

There was no response.

The old man's face changed, "Oh no, she must be having an episode again! Girl, girl!"

He hurried into the inner room.

Fan Wubing and the others followed closely.

As soon as they entered, they saw a girl about ten years old, curled up on the cold floor, convulsing. She was frail and looked terrifying, as if her entire face had been dug out, her features misaligned, a series of scars connected like a reef.

The old man quickly came forward, picked her up, and laid her on the bed, "Girl, girl!"

Fan Wubing went over and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know either. She can't speak, and I can't get any answers. All I know is that she has episodes like this every few days, in great pain, and I don't know why." The old man was heartbroken, stomping his feet.

"Old man, let me take a look at her."

"Immortal, please take a look!"

Fan Wubing approached the bedside, first used the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill to sense... then his heart sank. He thought to himself, indeed it was the Qi emanating from her, such Qi, so vicious, so ferocious, yet... it unexpectedly carried the Qi of his senior sister.

He felt a kind of yearning.

A yearning... for blood.

Just as he had once yearned for blood.

After a moment of contemplation, he slowly pricked his finger and reached forward.

The fragrant blood entered the girl's nose.

She suddenly stopped convulsing, her whole body trembling, then she abruptly sat up and grabbed Fan Wubing's finger, sucking intensely.

Fu Manman was astonished, "Brother!"

Fan Wubing smirked, glancing at her, "Don't worry, it's fine. It's just a bit of blood."

The girl gradually calmed down. Her ruined face showed some color.

Then, a strange scene appeared.

On her face, some blood-red runes continuously appeared. The runes were obscure and unfamiliar, unlike any known texts from the Talisman Dao.

These blood-red runes spiraled and twisted, pulling her face along with them.

Gradually...

The terrifyingly ruined face took on a shape.

This appearance kept becoming clearer, continuously changing.

Until it completely became normal and stopped.

The girl released Fan Wubing's finger. The long period of sucking had caused his finger to be skinned, but in an instant, it healed.

She sat on the bed, looked up at Fan Wubing.

The gaze seemed to recognize... an old acquaintance.

Fan Wubing asked, "Do you... know me?"

The girl shook her head.

Fan Wubing thought for a moment, took out a painting, "Then, do you know the woman in this painting?"

The painting depicted Senior Sister Fu Ming.

The girl immediately nodded quickly.

Fan Wubing exhaled, murmuring, "It really is her."

The girl jumped off the bed, hugging the old man, then curiously looked at Fu Manman and Fan Wubing.

The old man, seeing her finally have a normal appearance, turned into a cute little figure, cried out, "Immortal... this..."

Fan Wubing frowned slightly, sighed, "Old man, I'm afraid she can't stay with you any longer."

The old man had expected this and said mournfully, "How can I, with one foot in the grave, possibly raise her well? I'm not worldly-wise, but even I know she's no ordinary child, Immortal... Immortal, if you are an acquaintance of the woman who entrusted her to me, take her away. And if not?"

If not... what else can be done?

Fan Wubing smiled, "There's a sect in the south called the Eternal Immortal Sect, I wonder if the old man has heard of it."

"I've heard of it. It's the largest sect in Little South Continent."

"I am a disciple of the Eternal Immortal Sect." Fan Wubing handed his Sect Token to the old man.

In the dim light, the old man touched the token, as if touching a piece of hope. He didn't understand, but he was willing to trust this Immortal.

"Im... Immortal. Now I am relieved."

The girl wasn't very bright, clueless. But she seemed to know she was leaving this little home and hugged the old man tightly.

The old man told her, "Child, go with the Immortal, see the outside world, eat well, dress well, live well, and don't suffer with Grandpa anymore."

The girl hugged even tighter.

The old man wiped his tears, bitterly, "Don't you want to see that sister?"

Hope rose in the girl's eyes. She looked at the painting in Fan Wubing's hand.

"Go with the Immortal."

Fan Wubing smiled, "Little one, follow me, and I will take you to find the sister in the painting."

The girl looked at him, as if pondering if what he said was true.

Fan Wubing sighed, "This painting, I'm giving it to you."

The girl took it, immediately beaming with joy.

Perhaps it was because she used to look so grotesque, now her smile seemed incredibly cute.

...

It was time to leave.

Fan Wubing left the old man some defensive means to use at will, "My senior sister isn't quite the same as ordinary people, she didn't consider leaving the old man some means of protection, I apologize on her behalf."

"It's okay, it's okay. She left me plenty of money."

Fan Wubing thought, she could only entrust people to do things, giving them money. She excelled in cultivation but was not as good at worldly matters as Fu Manman. She acted on whims, getting herself the reputation of a 'troublemaker' in the sect.

He also arranged a Qi formation to nourish the old man's body and left some Immortal Pastries and such.

Ensuring the old man could live a long life without lacking material goods, Fan Wubing then left with the little girl.

The girl was simple-minded, truly not bright, soon after leaving the old man, she seemed to have forgotten him.

Looking at her, one might doubt if she'd know how to find her way home if it rained.

Back at the inn, she soon fell asleep.

Fu Manman then asked, "Why did you take her along?"

Fan Wubing said, "She... is a Demon Cultivator."

"Demon Cultivator?" Fu Manman widened her eyes, "If she's a Demon Cultivator, doesn't that mean you shouldn't take her with you!"

"To be precise, she's... a non-human demon."

"Demon?"

"I find it hard to explain to you. But that's the feeling she gave me." Fan Wubing sighed, "I don't know how my senior sister met her, or why she entrusted someone to take care of her. But I feel... I can't just leave her here. It might be better for her to stay by my side."

"But, why?"

"Before leaving, my senior sister must have used some sort of restriction to suppress her Demonic Qi. But now it seems that the restriction is loosening, and the Demonic Qi is leaking out. So earlier, I let those people deceive me to conveniently come and check the situation. And my blood seems to be able to suppress her Demonic Qi."

Fu Manman said in a low voice, "Brother, Demon Cultivators are not tolerated by people, let alone a non-human 'demon.' Such a being is a terrifying creature of myth."

"Don't call me brother..." Fan Wubing looked at the girl sleeping peacefully, "I want to take her with me."

In his heart, there was actually another reason he hadn't mentioned.

Earlier, when the blood-red runes appeared on the girl's face, he felt the presence of Ying Huo.

Perhaps this little one had some connection with the Ying Huo that appeared once every five years in the Ying Huo Feast.

This reason was enough for Fan Wubing to bring her along.