Past Lives (I)
Xuan Qi.
He was a minor immortal in the Heavenly Palace.
Actually,
his cultivation level was far beyond that of an ordinary minor immortal.
It was just that he detested fighting and killing. Since his days of cultivation in the mortal world, he had secluded himself from the world.
On the rare occasions when he did make a move,
among his fellow cultivators,
none could be his match.
Therefore,
during his time cultivating in the mortal world, the evil cultivators regarded him as a thorn in their side.
But unfortunately,
Xuan Qi was naturally lazy and carefree.
He wasn't a particularly kind - hearted person either. So even though the righteous cultivators invited him to come out of seclusion many times, he always managed to evade them.
The evil cultivators were quite wary of him.
However,
one year passed.
Two years passed.
Five years passed.
The evil cultivators saw that although Xuan Qi was powerful, he harbored no hostility towards them. Gradually, they forgot about him.
Until one day.
They kicked over the meager bowl of a tiny, insignificant little girl.
This was truly absurd.
Those evil disciples were just walking down the street. They were used to being overbearing and arrogant, always looking down on others and never bothering to look at their feet.
So they didn't notice the shabby begging bowl in front of the little girl.
When the bowl was kicked over,
the white bun inside rolled out.
Next,
the white bun was trampled under the foot of the evil disciple.
The little girl stepped forward.
She picked up the trampled bun.
Crying, she wiped the dust off it.
This was the food she had begged for her sick grandmother in the cave. It was given to her by a kind - hearted young master. Now, it was in a sorry state.
The matter could have ended there.
But the little girl's cries
attracted a lot of attention.
The evil disciple found the sobbing sound irritating. He turned back, snatched the dirty bun from the little girl's hand, and threw it into the slop bucket beside him.
"Bad luck,"
the man spat at the little girl.
The little girl forgot to cry.
She stared blankly at the bun in the slop bucket.
Just as the onlookers were sighing about how pitiful the little girl was,
she suddenly looked up.
Then, with a fierce look in her eyes, she rushed towards the man who was still scolding.
"Ah!"
A cry of pain came from the man's mouth.
The little girl's body
was instantly flung several meters away.
The little girl's body hit the ground hard. Then, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, and a mouthful of dark blood slowly flowed out of her mouth.
Human lives were as insignificant as grass.
The little girl was just a beggar.
She had no backer, yet she dared to provoke this evil bully. One could only say that she was unlucky.
The little girl lay on the ground, gasping for breath.
Judging from this situation,
she had probably lost half her life.
But the man still wasn't satisfied. He rushed towards the little girl on the ground again.
"I'll kick you to death, you motherless little beggar."
"Dare to bite me. I'll pull out all your teeth."
The fierce voice
scared the little girl into curling up into a ball.
She trembled with fear.
The foot was right in front of her.
The little girl knew that if the man's foot landed, her life would be over.
She closed her eyes.
But the expected punches and kicks didn't come.
Instead,
the man's shrill cries filled her ears.
The little girl opened her eyes tremblingly.
What came into view was a young master in black clothes.
She remembered this young master.
He was the kind - hearted man who had given her the bun earlier.
"Why be so aggressive?"
The person who came was Xuan Qi.
Here, he wanted to correct one thing.
He wasn't a kind - hearted person, nor did he give the white bun to the little girl out of pity. It was just that she had been staring at the bun, and he was just looking for a place to get rid of this troublesome thing. Seeing the shabby bowl in front of her, he put it in.
"Sir,"
Xuan Qi turned around.
The little girl looked at him with reverence.
He had no intention of saving her.
He just couldn't stand the man's behavior.
However,
facts proved that
he seemed to have meddled in other people's business.
Because from then on,
there was a little tail behind him that he couldn't shake off.
Saving the little girl from the man was just an accident. Later, seeing her seriously injured and looking at him with pleading eyes, he sighed and sent her to the cold cave where her grandmother was.
But when he got there,
Xuan Qi found that
the little girl's only relative had already passed away.
That day,
the little girl cried until she was almost out of breath.
Her little hand kept tugging at the corner of Xuan Qi's clothes and wouldn't let go.
Helpless,
he had to stay with her for the whole night.
That night,
the little girl leaned in his arms. Even in her sleep, her body still twitched from time to time.
"What a little crybaby,"
Xuan Qi said casually.
There was actually a faint smile on his lips.
This even surprised himself.
Early the next morning,
he slowly woke up.
He saw the little girl, all cleaned up, standing in front of him.
She said that he had saved her, and now that she had no more attachments, she was willing to be his servant from then on to serve him.
He found her annoying and wanted to get rid of her many times.
But seeing the teary - eyed little girl,
he finally softened his heart.
"What's your name?"
"Meng Jiujiu. Sir, you can just call me Jiujiu."
The little girl gave a shallow smile, and two lovely dimples appeared on her face.