11: A grudge over having your bones dug out? Come, your master will dig them out for you!

The night was cool like water, with stars twinkling.

At the edge of the cliff behind the Hidden God Sect, Li Daoxuan stood with his hands behind his back. His white robes fluttered in the night wind, giving him a bit of that "high places are cold" aura.

Actually, he was just testing a new skill.

After subduing Leng Yanran, the System generously rewarded him with a Divine Ability — 【Heavenly Eye Vision】.

This was like equipping his eyes with a high-powered telescope and an X-ray scanner; not only could he see through illusions, but he could also observe Luck and predict fortune.

"Let me take a look, where else are there good seedlings in the Eastern Wastelands..."

In Li Daoxuan's eyes, golden runes flowed.

His gaze pierced through layers of clouds and mist, crossing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Suddenly.

His gaze locked onto an ancient kingdom on the edge of the Eastern Wastelands — the Stone Kingdom.

Above the imperial capital of the Stone Kingdom, where a Luck Dragon should have been coiled, it was now wailing miserably. The golden dragon was covered in blood, especially around its chest, which seemed to have been forcibly gouged out, leaving a huge black hole. Its vitality was fading rapidly.

"Hiss —"

Li Daoxuan gasped.

"What a miserable Luck Dragon. Did someone dig out its very roots?"

Just then, the System notification, which only knew how to be late but never absent, rang out again.

【Ding! Emergency mission triggered!】

【Detected a 'Born Supreme' falling!】

【Target: Shi Tian. Identity: Descendant of the Stone Kingdom royal family, possessor of the Supreme Bone.】

【Current Status: Supreme Bone dug out by close kin and transplanted into another. Target has been dumped in a mass grave, critically injured, with only one breath left.】

【Mission Requirement: Save Shi Tian within two hours and take him as a disciple.】

【Failure Penalty: Deduct all of the host's private savings.】

"Damn it!"

Li Daoxuan nearly jumped up.

Deducting his private savings? That was as good as taking his life!

And...

Supreme Bone dug out? And by close kin?

Why does this script sound so familiar? Isn't this the script of that bear child who loves drinking beast milk?

Although Li Daoxuan practiced "The Way of Hiding" on a daily basis, it didn't mean he had no temper. This kind of beastly behavior, attacking one's own kin and not even sparing a child, was simply challenging his moral bottom line.

"For scum like this, if I don't loosen their soil, then my time as a Great Emperor has been wasted."

A rare, icy glint flashed in Li Daoxuan's eyes.

He turned around abruptly, his voice spreading throughout the entire Sect.

"Xiao Chen! Yanran! Stop sleeping, get up and get to work!"

A moment later.

Two figures hurried over. Xiao Chen was carrying the fruit knife he treated like a treasure, while Leng Yanran carried that black coffin (actually a sword case) that looked sinister no matter how one looked at it. Both looked confused.

"Revered Master, it's the middle of the night, is there an enemy attack?" Xiao Chen asked vigilantly.

"No enemy attack, taking you all for a team-building activity."

Li Daoxuan waved his large sleeve, and a wide wooden sword that looked ragged and was even shedding wood shavings appeared out of thin air, floating in mid-air.

"Get on the car... oh no, get on the sword."

Leng Yanran looked at the wooden sword that could fall apart at any moment, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "Revered Master, are we going with this? Won't it be... a bit too slow? Plus, this sword doesn't look very sturdy."

In her previous life, she always traveled by Dragon-drawn chariot; this mode of transportation was a bit beneath her.

"What do you know?"

Li Daoxuan jumped on first, sat cross-legged, looking unfathomable.

"Fast is slow, and slow is fast."

"Being too flashy makes it easy to be targeted by the Heavenly Dao, and easy to be slapped to death by some passing powerhouse who finds you an eyesore. We are traveling low-key; safety first."

"Hurry up, if we're late, we won't catch the fresh stuff."

The two had no choice but to bite the bullet and jump onto the wooden sword.

"Sit tight, the old driver is taking off."

Li Daoxuan performed a hand seal.

The wooden sword wobbled as it rose into the air, and then...

"Whoosh —!!!"

A shrill sound of breaking air rang out.

Xiao Chen and Leng Yanran only felt a blur before their eyes, and the surrounding scenery instantly stretched into blurry lines. The terrifying G-force nearly shook their souls out of their bodies.

This is what he calls slow?!

This speed was fast enough to spark against the space barrier, okay!

Leng Yanran grabbed the edge of the wooden sword tightly, looking at the stars receding rapidly around her, horrified: This wooden sword is definitely an Immortal Artifact disguised in rags! At this speed, even if she burned her essence blood in her prime, she couldn't keep up!

Revered Master is truly an old schemer! He talks about being low-key, but he flies faster than anyone else!

...

Border of the Stone Kingdom, mass grave.

This was a canteen for wild dogs and crows, and the air was filled with a nauseating, rotting stench.

The rain was falling heavily.

The cold rain washed over the piles of white bones and rotting flesh, gathering into muddy streams.

Beside a pile of freshly turned soil, a tiny figure lay.

It was a child, only five or six years old.

He was covered in mud, discarded casually in the pile of corpses like a broken rag doll. The most shocking thing was the bloody, mangled hole in his small chest.

The wound was still bleeding, and the rain washed down, turning the wound pale.

There should have been a crystal-clear bone there, engraved with Dao runes.

Now, only an empty hollow remained.

A few wild dogs with red eyes were surrounding the child, greedily sniffing the flesh and blood that still held the aura of the Supreme, making low whimpering sounds, seemingly discussing where to take a bite.

The child's fingers twitched slightly.

He was not dead yet.

But he could no longer feel pain.

On this cold, rainy night, his consciousness was gradually fading. In his mind, there was only his cousin, who usually greeted him with a smile but had personally dug open his chest, and the aunt who had watched his screams with indifference.

"Why..."

The child's chapped lips moved, emitting an almost imperceptible murmur.

"Am I going to die..."

Just as a wild dog opened its bloody maw, preparing to bite through his neck.

"Hum!"

A sword light descended from the sky.

Without a sound, those wild dogs instantly turned into powder, not even having time to let out a scream.

The rain stopped.

No, it was blocked three feet away by an invisible force.

Three figures, like heavenly soldiers descending, landed on this filthy mass grave.

Xiao Chen looked at the tragic scene on the ground, his stomach churning, nearly vomiting.

Leng Yanran frowned, a glint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes: "Such ruthless methods. Digging the bone and taking the blood, this is to destroy his Foundation and make him suffer until he dies."

Li Daoxuan did not speak.

He walked to the child's side with an expressionless face and squatted down.

Looking at that bloody chest, even he, who had seen all kinds of tragedies in web novels, felt his heart twitch violently.

It was too tragic.

This was still just a child.

How could those people bring themselves to do it?

"Revered Master... is he... still savable?" Xiao Chen's voice trembled slightly.

"With me here, even the King of Hell cannot take him away."

Li Daoxuan's voice was cold, carrying an unprecedented seriousness.

He reached out and fished a crystal-clear small jade bottle from his bosom.

It was the System's inventory — 【Innate Creation Liquid】.

Only one drop.

But this drop of divine liquid was said to be able to pull someone back from the gates of hell as long as they still had one breath left, and could even reshape their Foundation.

Li Daoxuan did not hesitate at all, pried open the child's mouth, and dripped that priceless divine liquid in.

"Boom!"

As the divine liquid entered his throat, it instantly turned into boundless vitality.

The child's originally paper-pale complexion flushed with color at a speed visible to the naked eye. The terrifying hole in his chest began to wriggle and grow flesh frantically; although the bone had not yet grown back, the wound had already healed and scabbed over.

A moment later.

The child's long eyelashes trembled a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those.

Clear, yet dead silent. Like a pool of stagnant water without any ripples.

He looked at the big brother in white before him, did not cry, nor did he call out in pain, but asked in an extremely calm yet heartbreaking tone:

"Big brother, are you the Black and White Impermanence here to take me away?"

"Is it... cold in the Underworld?"

Li Daoxuan's heart felt like it had been pierced hard by something.

He reached out and gently wiped the mud and bloodstains from the child's face, his movements incredibly gentle.

"This is not the Underworld."

"And I am not Black and White Impermanence."

Li Daoxuan took off his white robe, which was capable of resisting Emperor-level attacks, wrapped it around the child's thin body, and picked him up.

The warm body temperature made the child's cold body tremble slightly.

"Child, tell big brother."

"Where did your bone go?"

Mentioning the bone, endless fear and hatred finally surged into the child's previously dead-silent eyes.

He grabbed Li Daoxuan's lapel, his knuckles turning white, his voice hoarse:

"It was cousin... and aunt..."

"They said brother Shi Yi is the true Dual-Pupil holder, a born Saint, and that my bone grew in the wrong place... They dug it out and installed it on brother Shi Yi..."

"It hurts... it really hurts..."

As the child spoke, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears, his tears mixing with the mud, dirtying Li Daoxuan's white robe.

Xiao Chen clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms until they bled: "Beasts! They are simply beasts!"

Leng Yanran was also covered in frost, the demonic sword in her hand buzzing.

Li Daoxuan held the child, feeling the small body in his arms still trembling from fear.

He looked up towards the direction of the Stone Kingdom's imperial capital.

It was brightly lit, seemingly holding some grand celebration to celebrate that "born Saint" successfully transplanting the Supreme Bone.

Li Daoxuan smiled.

He smiled a bit coldly, a bit creepily.

He lowered his head, looked at Shi Tian in his arms, and said softly:

"Don't cry."

"Remember, no one can take your bone."

"Since it was dug out by them, then let's go to that so-called Stone family and take back what belongs to you..."

Li Daoxuan's eyes sharpened, his voice as keen as a blade:

"With interest, and dig it back with our own hands!"