Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

"Duck egg, duck egg, meeting you today is indeed a fated encounter for you, youngster."

Yi Chen whispered softly to himself, a reminiscent smile appearing on his face.

He never would have thought that, as he was about to vanish and return to the Lingxia Realm, he would have such a fate to meet someone so similar in different worlds.

"Do you want to become an immortal, youngster?"

Meeting is destined, a thought shifted, and upon sensing the thoughts of the child before him, Yi Chen's form rippled, and soon, a shabby Taoist in tattered clothing appeared under the starlight.

After sizing up his new look from left to right, the shabby Taoist nodded in satisfaction.

This is the aura of a secluded master, indeed.

That's the right vibe~

"Oh, little brother, do you want to become an immortal?"

"This humble Taoist sees you have a full forehead and extraordinary bones, a rare genius in cultivation. I have a secret manual here, and since you have fate, I'll sell it to you for a candied hawthorn stick. How about it?"

Yi Chen walked with an aloof demeanor, happily approaching the burning woodpile, his big eyes staring straight at the child's candied hawthorn.

"Ah... ah? Taoist Grandpa... where did you come from? How did I not see you?"

Looking at the suddenly appearing Yi Chen, a hint of caution flashed in the child's eyes.

This cleverness was just like that mischievous child he remembered from back then.

"That's not important, the Taoist is hungry now, just tell me if you want to become an immortal."

"I have nine cultivation techniques here, each leading straight to the great Tao, pick one yourself."

With a swoosh, Yi Chen turned his palm and pulled out a row of ancient books from his sleeve.

The child hesitated for a moment, looked at the candied hawthorn in his hand, and then at the cultivation techniques in Yi Chen's hand. Finally, his little hand reached for the first one, and then his bright black eyes looked at Yi Chen's face, seemingly trying to read something from it....

From the first to the last book, unfortunately, the little one, though shrewd, was still too naïve, and he couldn't discern any clue from Yi Chen's face.

"Taoist Grandpa... my candied hawthorn tastes really good, and there's nothing to eat in the wilderness, can you exchange it for two books?"

The little one stuck a finger in his mouth and began to bargain.

Yi Chen: "...."

"Just tell me if you want it or not, otherwise, the humble Taoist will leave."

Intending to mimic the beggar master style from Kung Fu Hustle, Yi Chen saw that this kid didn't follow the usual script, impervious to persuasion, and immediately pretended to get up and leave.

Obviously wanting it but still trying to gain more, this kid has a sharp mind, and Yi Chen saw in him the makings of someone who could sell Ba Wangji in the future.

"Buy, buy, buy, not buying would make me a little dog."

Seeing Yi Chen really about to leave, the child immediately panicked, hugging Yi Chen's leg, lifting the candied hawthorn high, "Buy! I want the first one on the left!"

"I want that Myriad Stars something scripture!"

"Deal!"

"Remember, when you succeed in cultivation, you must do more good deeds, do not ask about the future, otherwise, pray that the Taoist won't catch you."

Yi Chen took a deep look at the child before him, then cheerfully snatched the candied hawthorn from his hand, left the first scripture, and turned away.

This kid's got some guts, he actually picked the most expensive one.

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Half an hour later, high above, Yi Chen stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhan Xingzi.

Under the clouds, were two figures, one old and one young.

A child was leaning on the elder, sobbing, with a wordless heavenly scripture placed beside them.

Apart from the cover, there was nothing inside.

"Grandson, don't cry, these deceitful con men have no conscience at all, even tricking a child's candied hawthorn."

"But at least he didn't run off with you, so he still had some bottom line."

The old man patted his grandson's back, softly comforting him, yet his heart was filled with lingering fear.

It was baffling, he was right nearby, how did he not see when that con man came.

"No, Grandpa, when Taoist Grandpa showed it to me, it clearly had characters and pictures, but once he left, it became nothing."

Zhan Xingzi watched the scene below, and his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

"Yi Taoist... has an old acquaintance with this child?"

"Let's consider it so. Fellow Taoist Zhan Xingzi, could you do me a small favor? This child is quite clever and seems blessed with fortune. As long as you strictly guide him and prevent him from straying, with time, the Heavenly Star Sect shouldn't suffer any loss."

Everyone helps each other out, especially when gifting cultivation techniques, particularly involving the top technique of the Heavenly Star Sect, Yi Chen, naturally, had to personally inform Zhan Xingzi.

He certainly couldn't truly give him the highest Taoist scripture of the Heavenly Star Sect now.

Letting a child hold gold in a bustling market, he wouldn't even know how he died in the future.

If he really did that, it would be outright murder, not resolving karma or mending inner regrets.

"With Yi Taoist's golden words, guiding him into the Dao will certainly be easy, I might even personally take him as my last disciple."

"However, Yi Taoist, the path of cultivation is challenging and treacherous. What if this child's future cultivation is insufficient to comprehend the Star Jade and cultivate the 'Myriad Stars Divine Illumination Scripture', what should I do then?"

Zhan Xingzi said with some difficulty.

"If so, then let's leave it be."

"As long as he doesn't stray, the humble Taoist permits him True Monarch fruition, with the Heavenly Star Sect's capability, this shouldn't be a problem, right?" Yi Chen smiled.

Saving a city of people, granting True Monarch fruition, and giving him a chance to reach a higher realm, this starter gift pack was already generous enough.

"In that case, Zhan Xingzi now has a clear understanding."