6: Chapter 6: Succubus Attributes Emerge?! Little Huo is in grave danger!

"Huo Yuhao."

"Hmm?"

"The spices for the roasted fish are gone."

"...Understood."

"Also, I want to eat three for dinner."

"...Understood."

"Go quickly and return quickly."

"Understood, understood, my dear ancestor."

On a sunny afternoon, Huo Yuhao was at the entrance of his home's kitchen, having his daily routine of meaningless dialogue with Gu Yuena.

He sighed helplessly, took out a notebook from his apron pocket, and checked off "Special Cumin" and "Sea Salt".

"Yuhao, are you going out?"

His mother, Huo Yuner, walked out of the living room holding a cloth bag. "Right on time, the rice and oil at home are almost gone. Buy them back while you're at it."

"Alright, Mom." Huo Yuhao took the cloth bag.

Gu Yuena's cold voice drifted from behind him: "If you don't return before dinner, I'll dismantle your kitchen."

Huo Yuhao waved his hand without turning his head, muttering softly, "Understood, little ancestor," as he walked out of his small courtyard.

Ever since settling down here, Gu Yuena had completely displayed her essence as a "foodie," while Huo Yuhao had gloriously become her dedicated master chef and purchaser.

Heaven Dou City's East Market was one of the liveliest markets in the entire capital, bustling with voices and heavy traffic.

Huo Yuhao skillfully shuttled through the crowd, heading straight for the shop selling spices.

Just as he passed by the entrance of a medicine shop named "Huichuntang," a commotion caught his attention.

He saw a large crowd surrounding the entrance of the medicine shop, three layers deep inside and outside, blocking the entrance completely.

Faintly from within the crowd came a girl's suppressed weeping and a man's impatient scolding.

"If you don't have money, don't block the way here! You're affecting my business! Hurry up and leave!"

"I beg you, doctor! I beg you to save my mother! I will kowtow to you!"

"What's the use of kowtowing? Can kowtowing conjure up gold coin?"

Huo Yuhao was not one to join in the excitement, but the girl's crying touched his heart a little.

Relying on his small stature, he squeezed through the gaps in the crowd.

When he saw the scene inside, he couldn't help but be stunned.

A little girl of about seven or eight was kneeling on the cold stone slab ground.

The girl wore a pair of cute twin ponytails. Although her small Face was full of tear stains and dust, one could still see she was a total beauty embryo.

She wore old clothes with several patches, but they were washed clean.

Her large eyes were filled with tears, looking despairingly at the medicine shop owner.

On the ground in front of the girl lay a straw mat, upon which lay a middle-aged beautiful woman.

The woman's eyes were tightly closed, her complexion was as pale as paper, her lips were purple, and her breathing was so weak it was almost imperceptible.

The medicine shop owner was a middle-aged man with a goatee. He crossed his arms and looked at the mother and daughter on the ground with disgust.

"Let me say it again! Your mother has contracted an acute cold illness, and the cold poison has attacked her heart. Only a century-old yang-attribute Ganoderma can keep her alive! I have it here, three hundred gold coin each. Can you pull that out?" The owner pointed his chin at the Ganoderma in a jade box inside the counter.

The girl's crying stagnated. Three hundred gold coin was no different from an astronomical figure to her.

She heavily kowtowed her head on the ground, making a dull "thud" sound.

"I beg you, boss! Please give medicine to my mother first, I... I, Jiang Nannan, swear that I will definitely return this money to you! I will be your beast of burden, I will work for you for the rest of my life!"

The medicine shop owner was unmoved, even sneering: "You? A little girl, are you worth three hundred gold coin? Don't delay my business here, hurry up and get lost with your mother!"

The onlookers around pointed fingers, mostly showing sympathy, but no one extended a helping hand.

Just then, a somewhat frivolous adolescent voice sounded.

"I was wondering who it was, turns out it's you, Jiang Nannan."

The crowd automatically parted a path, and a youth dressed in gorgeous silk attire walked out.

He looked about ten years old, followed by two burly guards. At a glance, one could tell he was a descendant of a wealthy Family.

The youth walked up to Jiang Nannan, looked down at her from above, and a trace of undisguised complacency flashed in his eyes.

"Jiang Nannan, what have you considered?"

He spoke, "This young master's words are still valid. As long as you nod and agree to be my concubine, not to mention three hundred gold coin, this young master can pull out three thousand gold coin. Your mother's illness, I'll take care of it."

This youth was none other than the Young Lord of the Xuanwu Sect, Xu Sanshi.

Hearing his words, Jiang Nannan's body suddenly stiffened.

She raised her head, biting her lips tightly. Tears rolled down like broken beads, stubborn and wordless.

The smile on Xu Sanshi's Face grew wider. He bent down, leaned close to Jiang Nannan's ear, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "What? Still hesitating? Your mother is about to not make it, is her life really less important than your ridiculous Face?"

This sentence was like a needle, piercing fiercely into Jiang Nannan's heart.

She trembled violently all over, looking at her mother whose breath was getting weaker and weaker on the ground, the defense line in her eyes was about to completely collapse.

Just at the moment when she was almost about to nod and agree, a calm voice sounded beside her.

"Move aside."

Jiang Nannan and Xu Sanshi turned their heads at the same time, seeing a boy about the same age as Jiang Nannan.

Huo Yuhao walked out from the crowd.

He glanced at Xu Sanshi, a flash of understanding passing through his eyes.

So that was how it was. The entangled, almost ill-fated relationship between Xu Sanshi and Jiang Nannan in the previous life actually had its root right here.

Taking advantage of someone's misfortune and forcing a good person to be a concubine, Xu Sanshi at this period was truly a proper lecher.

Huo Yuhao ignored Xu Sanshi. He walked straight to the comatose woman and squatted down.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on the woman's wrist.

A weak but pure Mental Energy followed his fingertips, carefully probing into the woman's body.

The situation inside the woman's body was instantly and clearly fed back into his mind.

The Meridians were filled with a chilly toxin, which had already invaded the internal organs. Many Meridians were blocked by the cold poison, and vitality was rapidly fading.

The medicine shop owner was right; it was indeed severe cold poison entering the body. With ordinary methods, other than forcibly sustaining life with a strongly tonic item like a century-old yang-attribute Ganoderma, there was no other way.

However, that was for ordinary people.

For Huo Yuhao, who possessed the Snow Empress Origin, this level of cold poison was not a trouble at all; instead, it was... a tonic.

Huo Yuhao's mind stirred, mobilizing that trace of the extremely pure snow and ice Origin belonging to the Snow Empress hidden deep within his body.

That was a Ultimate Ice that surpassed all cold in the mortal world, yet within the ultimate cold, it contained a trace of extremely yang and rigid life Origin force.

Huo Yuhao carefully guided this trace of Origin force, passing it through his fingers into the woman's Meridians.

As soon as the power of Ultimate Ice entered the woman's body, those ordinary cold poisons that had originally run rampant were like mice seeing a cat, instantly assimilated and absorbed without causing the slightest ripple.

Immediately following, the trace of vitality force contained within the Origin began to play a role.

Like warm sunlight shining on a frozen river, it quickly unblocked the obstructed Meridians and repaired the internal organs damaged by the cold poison.

Absorption, refinement, dredging, repair.

The entire process was smooth and flowing like clouds and water.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the onlookers, a miraculous scene occurred.

The beautiful woman who originally lay on the ground with a complexion as pale as paper actually recovered her ruddy color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Her originally purple lips gradually faded, and her weak breathing also became steady and strong.

Finally, she even uttered a slight groan, her brows twitching as if she were about to wake up.

The entire process from Huo Yuhao squatting down to the woman recovering added up to less than three minutes.

"Oh god! Th... What is this situation?"

"That woman's complexion has changed! She's really better!"

"Who is this kid? How did he do it? Is he doing magic tricks?"

The surrounding crowd let out a chorus of incredulous exclamations.

The medicine shop owner was even more shocked with his mouth wide open, his goatee trembling, almost unable to believe his eyes.

Jiang Nannan was also dumbfounded.

She blankly looked at this boy about her own age, watching him simply place his hand on her mother's wrist without doing anything else, and her mother's illness was cured.

This... This was simply even more incredible than an immortal descending to earth.

Huo Yuhao slowly stood up and withdrew his hand.

After finishing all this, his complexion was also slightly pale. Mobilizing the Snow Empress Origin was still quite a burden for his current body.

He looked at Jiang Nannan and said: "Your mother is fine; the cold poison in her body has been cleared. Go back and let her rest well for a few days, drink some warm porridge, and she'll be fine."

Jiang Nannan's eye sockets grew hot. The grievances and despair accumulated for a long time intertwined with the present wild joy, turning into scalding tears that gushed out of her eyes.

Without a second word, she was about to kneel and kowtow to Huo Yuhao.

"Thank you! Thank you for saving my mother! Thank you, benefactor!"

Huo Yuhao was quick-witted and supported her, not letting her kneel down.

"Don't kneel." His voice was steady. "Just a small effort."

Xu Sanshi's complexion on the side was so gloomy it was almost dripping water.

He was about to succeed, but halfway through, such a thorn in the side burst out, ruining his good deed.

"Kid, who are you?"

He stared fiercely at Huo Yuhao, "Daring to ruin this young master's good deed?"

Only then did Huo Yuhao glance at him squarely, his gaze as indifferent as looking at an ant by the roadside.

"What?" He asked calmly, "Do you want to fight?"

Clearly the body of a six or seven-year-old child, but when Xu Sanshi met those eyes, he felt as if he were being stared at by an ancient Vicious Beast, and a chill surged straight from the soles of his feet to his crown.

That was a sense of oppression from the depths of the Soul, making his heart turn cold, and even his breathing stagnated for a split second.

The two guards behind him felt the Young Lord's anger, and immediately stepped forward, Soul Power surging all over their bodies, ready to make a move.

"Wait!" Xu Sanshi, however, abruptly raised his hand to stop them.

He stared fixedly at Huo Yuhao, although anger was burning in his heart.

But the intuition for danger cultivated in a big Family since childhood told him that the little boy in front of him must absolutely not be provoked.

"...Let's go." Xu Sanshi squeezed out three words from between his teeth.

He turned and left with the guards, taking a deep look at Huo Yuhao before leaving, as if wanting to carve his appearance into his brain.

As soon as Xu Sanshi left, the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed.

Jiang Nannan carefully helped up her mother, who was already able to sit up by herself. The beautiful woman was still a bit dazed, but was no longer in life-threatening danger.

After settling her mother down, Jiang Nannan quickly chased after Huo Yuhao, who was about to leave.

"Benefactor! Please wait a moment!"

Huo Yuhao stopped in his tracks and turned his head.

Jiang Nannan ran up to him and bowed deeply once again, with tear stains on her Face, but her eyes were incomparably serious and stubborn.

"Benefactor, what is your name? You saved my mother's life, this kindness I, Jiang Nannan, will never forget for all eternity! I will definitely repay you in the future!"

Huo Yuhao looked at the girl in front of him whose small Face was filled with firmness, and his heart stirred slightly.

He thought of the Soft Bones Rabbit senior sister from his previous life, whose appearance was gentle and soft, but whose heart was incomparably resolute.

A gentle smile appeared on his Face.

"Huo Yuhao."

"Huo Yuhao..."

Jiang Nannan gently recited this name a few times by her lips, as if wanting to carve it into her heart, "I remember it!"

Huo Yuhao waved his hand at her, indicating she needn't mind, then turned around and continued walking towards the direction of the spice shop.

There was still a little ancestor at home waiting for his roasted fish.

Jiang Nannan did not follow anymore, just standing in place and blankly watching his gradually receding back.

Under the sunlight, the boy's back appeared somewhat slender, yet exceptionally reliable.

For some reason, Jiang Nannan's cheeks felt slightly warm.

She suddenly felt that on the boy named Huo Yuhao, there seemed to be a very pleasant fragrance, not like floral fragrance, nor like the scent of any spices.

Instead, it was like the sunshine right after a rain, making one feel all warm inside upon smelling it, unable to help wanting to draw close.