Looking at the weeping woman before him, Xie Xuanyi merely furrowed his brows, his eyes displaying neither sympathy nor pity.
More than ten years ago.
He was traveling through Li Kingdom, passed by this place, wiped out several Demon Caves meticulously built by Yin Mountain Ghost Cultivators, and incidentally saved a few unfortunate souls who were kept in the dark and yet to set foot on the evil path.
The woman before him, as well as the shopkeeper, were both "stock" that had been raised within those Demon Caves back then.
If not for Xie Xuanyi.
They would have only two possible endings.
Either, they would be refined alive by the Yin Mountain Cultivators, becoming resentful ghosts within the soul banner.
Or, they would be favored by the Yin Mountain Ghost Cultivators, taken into their sects, and promoted to disciples.
"Qu Li, Zhou Lu."
