MD Ch4 Part 2

Freshly bathed, the child looked even cuter. He had large eyes with long, elegant corners, and thick, dark lashes that cast shadows beneath them when he lowered his eyelids. He was clearly starving, but he ate carefully with his mouth closed, seemingly embarrassed to show his hunger in front of me again.

Watching him, I picked up my own bowl. The food the innkeeper brought was surprisingly delicious.

I decided to eat with the child from now on. Although cultivators like us could absorb the essence of Heaven and Earth and didn’t need to eat, meals were a different kind of enjoyment.

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After the meal, I planned to buy Song Qiyuan some clothes and a mask for myself. A mask would save me a lot of trouble, and even if Song Qiyuan found it strange after his eyes were healed, it was better than him recognizing me.

I could tell at a glance that Song Qiyuan wasn’t feeling well, so I told him to wait at the inn. Although he agreed, he pressed his lips together, clutching his robes tightly with a disappointed expression. It made me feel sorry for him.

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He still seemed anxious. It was understandable for a ten-year-old boy who had just escaped death to cling to someone. I sighed and decided to take him with me.

Below the Lost Domain were a large main city and three smaller cities: Greed, Wrath, and Folly. We were currently in Folly City, a bustling place with wide, blue stone roads and a lively atmosphere. Many cultivators strolled leisurely through the streets. Most of them had never seen Yu Ke’s true face, but my current appearance still drew attention.

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My heart sank as I recalled my past self, covered in blood and grime, and the sneering faces of the cultivators.

Holding onto my wide sleeve tightly, Song Qiyuan followed me silently. The thought that this small child was the one who would eventually cause me such misery made my heart ache.

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“Qiyuan, if Yu Ke were to fall into your hands one day, what would you do to him?”

Song Qiyuan, still barely reaching my waist, his small body only ten years old, trembled at the mention of Yu Ke’s name. I wasn’t exaggerating; I could practically hear his teeth grinding.

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“Of course, I’d make him wish he were dead.”

His words, spoken through gritted teeth, sent a shiver down my spine.

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“But…”

After calming down slightly, Song Qiyuan stared blankly into the distance and whispered,

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“I don’t understand why he apologized to me in the cage and said he would wait for me to become stronger…”

Ugh. I had to stop this habit of speaking carelessly. I coughed and said,

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“Yu Ke is capricious and arrogant. He probably thought those words would prevent you from escaping or he was just toying with you.”

As soon as I finished speaking, the distant look in Song Qiyuan’s eyes vanished, replaced by resentment towards Yu Ke.

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Had I just dug my own grave?

There were quite a few clothing stores on the street. I quickly took care of our clothing needs, choosing simple, high-quality garments in muted colors. Clothes make the man, as they say. After a bath and a change of clothes, the boy looked even more radiant. The shopkeeper even complimented his handsome appearance.

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The effects of the Reincarnation Fruit were truly miraculous. The scars on Song Qiyuan’s face had completely vanished. Aside from his thin frame and vacant eyes, his fair and smooth skin made him incredibly adorable. Looking at him, I suddenly remembered Ah Jiu, who was left at the inn. What kind of disguise would suit Ah Jiu?

A docile three-hundred-year-old child. A child who puffed out his cheeks when angry. That image was far from the majestic Vermilion Bird and more like a chubby goldfish.

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“What are you thinking about, Shizun?”

The boy, still holding onto my robe, sensed my distraction and asked.

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I snapped out of my thoughts and replied, “Nothing,” just as a peculiar shop caught my eye. The signboard in the center was blank, but the pillars on either side of the door had inscriptions: “Choose what you need,” and “Exchange it for something of use to me.”

I remembered that such shops in my novel sold interesting items. Since there might be something useful for Song Qiyuan, I took him inside.

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The shop was even quieter than the street outside. There were only a few shelves inside, displaying a variety of strange and unusual trinkets. A fat, bald old man sat in a rocking chair, seemingly indifferent to the presence of customers.

Once again realizing the truth that failing businesses had their reasons, I glanced at Song Qiyuan. The protagonist had a natural ability to attract divine artifacts, so I took his hand and led him to the shelves, speaking gently,

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“If you find anything that calls to you, pick it up.”

Even to my own ears, my words sounded strange. Asking a blind person to choose an item was something a normal person wouldn’t do. Trying to appear less awkward, I quickly added,

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“Consider it a gift from your Shizun.”

To my surprise, Song Qiyuan didn’t hesitate at all. He reached out and picked up a stone.

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It was an ordinary-looking green stone, about the size of a pigeon’s egg. It didn’t emit even the slightest ripple of spiritual energy. It was the kind of stone that would be left lying on the road, unnoticed.

The corners of Song Qiyuan’s mouth slowly curled upwards into a wide smile.

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“Shizun, this stone is warm.”

Since it was chosen by the protagonist, it couldn’t possibly be ordinary. Warm stones weren’t uncommon in this world, but where did this one come from?

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Judging by Song Qiyuan’s expression, he really liked this stone, so I decided to let him keep it. Glancing around, I noticed a red mask covered in dust in a corner. I walked over and cleaned it with a spell. For a moment, the mask shimmered, revealing a faint trace of spiritual energy within its dark red surface. Intricate, dark golden patterns were etched along its edges.

As I held the mask to my face, it automatically adjusted to fit perfectly, surprisingly comfortable. I was overjoyed to find such a suitable mask in this unremarkable shop.

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Song Qiyuan stood before the shelves, clutching the stone to his chest, a faint blush on his small face. I returned to him, let him hold onto my sleeve, and addressed the old shopkeeper.

“Shopkeeper, I saw the inscription at the entrance: ‘Choose what you need, and exchange it for something of use to me.’ What should I offer you in exchange for these two items?”

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The old man looked back and forth between the mask I was wearing and the stone in Song Qiyuan’s hand, then stared intently at the stone for a long moment. It seemed this object was indeed special. I wondered what he would ask for in return.

My heart pounded as I waited for his answer, but the shopkeeper simply sighed. He closed his eyes, leaned back in his rocking chair, and waved his hand dismissively.

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“I have no need for anything. Just take them.”

I was prepared to pay a hefty price, but he was giving them to me for free. His behavior was baffling. The shop was strange, and the shopkeeper was even stranger.

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Still, it was a windfall. I bowed respectfully to the old man before he could change his mind.

“Thank you, shopkeeper.”

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As I turned to leave, I heard the old man mutter softly,

“Everyone has their own destiny. Karmic debts are karmic debts.”

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I couldn’t understand what he meant.

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