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Wei Yang’s indifferent expression faltered slightly.
Because the voice was crisp and youthful—clearly belonging to a young girl.
"She’s not here to seek death?" He frowned slightly, gazing at the small figure shrouded in an old, oversized black cloak. Slowly, he released his soul perception.
And then, he was stunned.
It really was a young girl, at most thirteen or fourteen years old.
Through his perception, he sensed no trace of Dou Qi from her body. However, he clearly "saw" that beneath the cloak was a delicate, palm-sized, thin little face.
Perhaps due to long-term malnutrition, the girl’s body, hidden beneath the black robe, appeared frail—so much so that it seemed a gust of wind could knock her over.
...Wait. It felt like he had seen something he shouldn’t have.
Wei Yang quickly withdrew his soul perception. A trace of awkwardness flashed across his face as he looked at the timid girl in front of him, who seemed to shrink back in fear.
Wei Yang’s eyes suddenly sharpened.
Just now, he had "seen" something unusual.
His gaze landed on the girl’s wrist, hidden beneath her wide sleeves. For just a fleeting moment, he had caught a glimpse of fine, azure-colored snake scales growing on her fair skin.
"You..." Wei Yang’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.
He had a pretty good idea of who she was.
He hadn’t expected that his trip to Desert City would lead him to encounter her.
Wasn’t Qing Lin supposed to be in Rock Desert City? ( AN : Rock Desert City and Desert City—similar names, easy to mix up, but you get the point. It doesn’t affect the reading experience.)
The young girl noticed Wei Yang’s gaze. Following his line of sight, she slowly looked down.
When she realized he was staring at her wrist—hidden beneath the cloak—her hands instinctively pulled back, hiding behind her.
The small, delicate face beneath the hood turned deathly pale in an instant.
She cautiously took two steps back, bowing slightly, and whispered timidly, "I apologize for disturbing you, Young Master. I will leave immediately."
Qing Lin was extremely sensitive.
At her young age, she had already endured too many glares of disdain, loathing, rejection, and insults from others.
She had long since grown numb to it.
So, when she noticed the look in Wei Yang’s eyes—what she assumed was disgust—she immediately chose to retreat.
She didn’t even have time to wonder how he had seen the snake scales on her wrist when they had been hidden beneath her sleeves.
Watching her turn away to leave, her frail figure exuding a sense of loneliness and helplessness, Wei Yang frowned slightly.
At this moment, his heart was conflicted.
Was this another coincidence?
First Xian’er, and now Qing Lin.
He hadn’t intended to seek them out. Yet, they both somehow ended up crossing paths with him.
"You, wait a moment."
In the end, just as Qing Lin was about to leave the alley, Wei Yang sighed and called out to her.
The young girl’s body stiffened. She hesitated for a moment before slowly turning back, bowing slightly, and whispering, "Young Master, is there something you need?"
Wei Yang let out a slow breath and shook his head. With a slight movement, he appeared in front of her.
Noticing that she instinctively tried to step back, he softened his expression and gave her a gentle smile.
"Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you."
As he spoke, he reached out and gently lifted the hood of her cloak. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novel✶fire.net
A delicate, adorable yet malnourished face was revealed, along with a pair of emerald-green eyes.
Within the depths of those eyes, three petal-shaped green lights shimmered eerily.
Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils!
Wei Yang couldn’t help but sigh internally.
Yet another constitution that was practically a cheat.
It allowed her to easily control serpent-type magic beasts and even devour their Dou Qi to increase her own cultivation—a terrifying ability that could guarantee her growth all the way to Dou Sheng.
A physique on par with Xian’er’s Woeful Poison Body.
However, unlike the Woeful Poison Body, Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils had no drawbacks whatsoever.
Wei Yang had to admit—he was tempted.
When he hadn’t encountered her, he could maintain a "go with the flow" attitude.
But now that she stood before him...
He saw no reason to ignore or push her away.
The "True Fragrance" Law never fails.
[ TN: True Fragrance Law" (真香定律, Zhēn Xiāng Dìnglǜ) is a popular Chinese internet meme that means "At first, I refuse, but later, I can’t resist" or "I say no now, but I’ll end up liking it anyway." ]
Keeping her by his side—whether as a servant, an assistant, or even a younger sister—would only be beneficial.
Then I’ll create one myself!
Isn’t it just breaking the rules?
As if no one else can do it.
In just a brief moment, Wei Yang had already made his decision.
One Woeful Poison Body, one Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils—this lineup could be considered absolutely luxurious.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
Wei Yang looked at the young girl in front of him. Because of their eye contact, she kept nervously averting her gaze, her face filled with fear as she struggled to retreat.
He crouched down, placed his hands gently on her shoulders, and spoke in a soft voice, "I know your origins. You don’t need to be afraid—I don’t despise you."
The girl’s body trembled violently at his words.
Then, she fell silent.
She looked at Wei Yang, her face flashing with a trace of panic and disbelief.
Seeing this, Wei Yang chuckled softly and praised her gently, "Truly, I think your eyes are beautiful!"
"You don’t have to care about how others look at you. Those ordinary people—those mortals—they don’t understand how to appreciate your beauty."
"In the eyes of those who truly understand, you are one of a kind—a miracle that appears only once in hundreds, perhaps even thousands of years."
"Your birth itself is not a mistake. The chances of a union between a human and a snake-people resulting in offspring are less than one in ten thousand. Yet, you were born against all odds and survived with resilience. If that’s not a miracle, what is?"
As Qing Lin gradually calmed down, Wei Yang reached out and gently ruffled her small head, his face filled with a warm smile.
Perhaps, it was because this world had birthed a child of destiny, heralding the dawn of a glorious new era.
That was why, at this very moment—within this small Jia Ma Empire—two extraordinary constitutions, the Woeful Poison Body and the Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils, had both appeared at the same time.
Wei Yang’s gentle smile, soothing voice, and soft movements gradually put the young girl at ease.
Her eyes reddened slightly, and her nose felt sore.
For as long as she could remember, her world had always been cold.
She had grown up under the cruel gazes, disdain, and verbal abuse of others.
Wei Yang was the first person to speak to her with such kindness.
On his face, there wasn’t a single trace of disgust or rejection.
A strange feeling quietly surfaced in her heart.
Even her deceased mother had never given her this feeling before.
In her small, fragile heart, she had never dared to imagine that one day, someone would treat her so gently—accept her, even praise her.
She looked at Wei Yang timidly and asked softly, "What you said... is it true? Someone like me... does my existence really have meaning?"
"Of course," Wei Yang nodded seriously, "Your very existence is a miracle."
"Just like our encounter today—it is fate, a predestined connection arranged by destiny."
At this moment, Wei Yang shamelessly claimed what originally belonged to Xiao Yan—the so-called predestined encounter—as his own.
After all, who would know the difference?
Times change, and so do opportunities.
Initially, Wei Yang hadn’t even thought about Qing Lin—he had almost forgotten she existed.
But now that they had met today, there was no reason to let this opportunity slip away.
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