"Well, if he can get close, then he has Potential for Cultivation." Mo shrugged, unwilling to be harsh on a child: "After all, solving some grudges yourself is always more satisfying."

"Uh... but, isn’t the Jin Family supposed to be completely wiped out?"

Luo Qianqian was shocked and incredulous, staring at Mo: "And, there’s something like this? Bring out more, there are many kids in my family, and quite a few siblings too."

"People from Nine Heavens Pavilion don’t need it." Mo looked at Luo Qianqian with contempt. Someone who throws elixirs into water sources still cares about qualifications gained through poison?

Moreover, under the Spirit Gathering Array of Nine Heavens Pavilion, everyone has Potential. The difference is whether someone is willing to use this Potential for Cultivation, while some don’t care, that’s all.

Luo Qianqian is willing to provide them with a Peach Blossom Land within Nine Heavens Pavilion, so why bother with so much?

"And, the Jin Family will be done for? You’re underestimating the former Yang Family." Mo had been probing for information lately and, coincidentally, during Luo Qianqian’s trip to the mountain, took advantage of daylight to sneak into The Palace to steal, gaining quite a bit of information.

"The Yang Family holds a monopoly on trade routes to and from Gold Scale City. Without the Jin Family, others can’t manage these resources, making Gold Scale City akin to a closed-off nation."

Luo Qianqian looked at Mo in surprise. This guy knows about closed-off nations? He’s read quite a bit.

"So the Jin Family won’t have any trouble?" Luo Qianqian frowned, disbelief written on her face.

"To be precise, without a Dragon Vein, Gold Scale City can’t maintain its current prosperity and peace without the Jin Family’s strength." Mo glanced at two Princes nearby, speechless. Why are they pondering at such a crucial moment? Shouldn’t they be expressing their opinions?

And they call themselves Princes.

"It hurts..." Jin Miao suddenly fell to his knees, sweat rolling down in beads from his forehead, but his hand still tightly gripped the corner of Luo Qianqian’s clothes.

Luo Qianqian looked at the child kneeling on the ground, immediately feeling a rush of sympathy. She looked at Mo, bewildered and distressed.

Mo shook his head gently, quite speechless, women are trouble.

"Here’s the antidote. Take it, and you won’t hurt anymore."

Upon hearing that, Jin Miao extended his hand.

"But if you take it, you won’t have the chance to avenge your mother again." Mo continued.

Jin Miao’s hand stopped above the elixir.

The elixir gleamed white, seemingly top-notch, exuding a gentle fragrance.

Jin Miao slammed his hand heavily onto the ground, dust flying up from the dirt road; he bit his lip firmly.

He wants revenge! Mom! Brother! Aunt! Uncle!... Wait for me, I’ll get justice for all of you!

Time passed by the minute and second, and soon enough the high sun slowly dipped behind the mountains, turning the sky a shade of orange. The boy on the ground ceased thrashing, curled like a ball, motionless, seemingly without life.

Luo Qianqian was tense at the side, if not for the slight rise and fall of the boy’s back, she would really think they had killed him...

"His qualifications aren’t too great, but he’s resilient." Mo glanced twice before concluding, turning to Luo Qianqian: "Give him a bath."

Luo Qianqian quickly conjured a ball of water, cleaning the child along with his clothes until spotless, noticing his face looked more refined, different from Jin Xianchuan’s appearance; though ordinary, he’s a resilient kid.

Luo Qianqian sighed gently, feeling a touch of sympathy.

She couldn’t bear to see her brother suffer.

Even seeing An Hao bleeding made her want to kill. Fortunately, Mo knew his limits; otherwise, she would have gone mad.

"Alright, let’s go." Mo bent down and picked up the child, looking around, and sighed: "I’m not planning to camp out here."

That night, they still stayed outside, fortunately with updated gear beforehand, bringing tents and a grill.

Jin Miao quickly awakened to the smell of roasted meat, surprised by the young men and women around him, though even more so by the tent and barbecue grill in front of him.

"There’s Eight Treasures Porridge; have some first." Luo Qianqian was helpless. Despite having rice, they didn’t want to cook, so she took a can of Eight Treasures Porridge from Yann Yao.

Jin Miao was surprised by the metal canister, and upon drinking, widened his eyes: "Sweet? Tastes great..."

Indeed, a little child...

Luo Qianqian sighed and handed him a skewer of roasted meat: "Have you decided on what to do in the future?"

"Follow Big Sister." Jin Miao stated without hesitation, eyes shining brightly.

Luo Qianqian was at a loss, wondering if she should open an orphanage instead of a tea house or sect?

Why does she always end up picking up kids for various reasons...

"Actually, you can establish a section in Nine Heavens Pavilion specializing in training children, grooming them to become mercenaries or assassins, as a kind of covert method." Yan looked calmly at Jin Miao and raised an eyebrow: "It’ll be convenient when assigning people to help your siblings; they can’t stay in Nine Heavens Pavilion forever."

Luo Qianqian was slightly stunned upon hearing that, then nodded.

Indeed, not just An Hao, but her brother too, who constantly took care of things behind the scenes without stepping out.

He’s a young man too, wouldn’t he want to venture out?

After a moment of silence: "Let’s return to Nine Heavens Pavilion, it’s not safe to have kids around."

She thought about telling her uncle; maybe it was a good idea.

So, after barely leaving, Luo Qianqian returned to Nine Heavens Pavilion, bringing back a child.

After enduring countless denouncements, she reluctantly handed the child over to her uncle, and also informed Luo Xinyue, selecting dozens of kids to take back to Nine Heavens Pavilion for Luo Xiying’s training, while An Hao volunteered to train alongside a bunch of other kids.

He figured it out. His sister couldn’t take him away.

But those little nephews crying terrified him, disturbing his sleep; he was scared yet didn’t want to attend classes daily. The best option was to join the training.

Luo Qianqian frowned but agreed, mentioning it to her mom.

An Zilan simply rolled her eyes: "That kid’s always running around, never seen him, your aunt teaches us Cultivation here, no need for you to worry."

Uh... alright, with brother around, there’s nothing for her to worry about, she’s not disliked here after all.

"Let’s go." Luo Shufan looked at Luo Qianqian with a small backpack, full of excitement: "Grandpa and Big Brother Bai, along with Big Brother Qin, are handling Nine Heavens Pavilion issues, Uncle said they’re always the most carefree, need some punishment."

The brothers were envious that Luo Qianqian was taking him along, but unfortunately, three got married and had children, another was supporting Uncle...

Only he was left, so unfortunately, envy wouldn’t work.

"So... Brother, you only brought one set of clothes?"

"You have all the other stuff."

"Why not say I have clothes too?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Then I won’t bring any."

Thus, the backpack was tossed at Forget Worries Tea House, leaving Luo Qianqian utterly speechless.