The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 108 - 106: Clear Accounting Between Siblings, Transfer the Money

Chapter 108: Chapter 106: Clear Accounting Between Siblings, Transfer the Money

Yun Qi’s childish and indignant expression made Yun Zhao, standing behind her, smile again.

Qi really is still a child, detesting evil, fair and kind—if only there were more people like her in the world.

The Multi-faced Man was beaten badly, drooling at the mouth, rotten flesh turned outwards, as he wailed loudly:

"I was wrong, Little Immortal, I know I was wrong, give me a chance to make amends! I’ve been wandering in this world neither human nor ghost for so many years, and I’m suffering too. Please be kind and send me to reincarnation, I want to be reborn in a good family in the next life."

"Hmph, you want to be reborn in a good family? Those you harmed also wanted to live good lives, but a person like you doesn’t deserve to take a good spot. In my opinion..."

Yun Qi rested her fingertips on her chin, looked up at the sky and thought seriously for a moment, then decisively said:

"A soul as evil as yours shouldn’t waste time, just be dispersed into ashes and smoke."

Before she finished speaking, a lightning bolt struck the Multi-faced Man, and after one miserable scream, the air was left with only the smell of charred remains.

Watching the Multi-faced Man turn to ashes, Yun Zhao’s previously uneasy heart finally settled.

Reflecting on everything that happened last night felt like a dream.

Then just treat it as a dream.

Yun Zhao finally mustered the courage, reached out to rub Yun Qi’s little head.

"Thank you, Qi."

"Oh, why are we being polite between siblings?" Yun Qi squinted her eyes, speaking shyly, then deftly shook out her wrist to show the pink-purple children’s watch on it, "But with brothers, everything should be counted clearly. Brother, transfer half of your pocket money to me."

Yun Zhao was taken aback, not expecting Yun Qi to ask him for money.

He thought he had sincerely apologized and held her little hand, assuming the Little Dumpling had happily forgiven him.

Turns out not, which made sense, considering his poor attitude towards her yesterday—

But Yun Qi waved her little paw in front of him, chewing on her soft cheeks, seriously explaining:

"Normally, one doesn’t take money from family; Uncle didn’t charge because he fetched me, and I drove ghosts away for him in return. Brother Yun Kuang didn’t charge because his pocket money was all spent on the towing fee, and I wouldn’t take advantage of that. Only Brother Zhao, since he brought trouble on himself for no reason, must lose some money to avoid disaster. Also..."

Yun Qi bit her lip bashfully, a mischievous Little Demon’s glimmer flashed in her eyes, "Brother, you’re good at studies from a young age, with pocket money and scholarships, you’re not lacking in cash. I’ve calculated everything; it’ll be correct."

After speaking, she stretched her little hand forward.

In reality, she couldn’t help it; she had just earned some money, only to have most of it claimed by the Mountain Ghost.

Thinking of the Earthborn Fetus chubby little one who eats and drinks so well, it felt like a huge burden to support him.

Yun Zhao couldn’t help but chuckle, this little look of hers resembled a tiny debt collector.

However, since Yun Qi mentioned losing money to avoid disaster, it was certainly for the purpose of eliminating his misfortune that the Little Dumpling took the initiative to play the bad guy.

Yun Zhao nodded, "Alright, I’ll remember to transfer it to you."

"Can’t you transfer using your phone?" Yun Qi’s eyes were bright and clear, her big eyes seemed to say, I’m young, you can’t lie to me.

"I can’t transfer a large amount on my phone, how about two million? Is that enough?"

Yun Qi gasped, oh my, Brother Zhao is really rich.

In comparison, Brother Yun Kuang is just...

Yun Qi raised two fingers and said matter-of-factly, "Two hundred thousand is enough. I’ve divined that I’ll come into a big windfall soon, so I shouldn’t keep taking advantage of my own people."

Yun Zhao was dazed for a moment, focusing on the words "my own people."

His lips involuntarily curved up, revealing a shy yet unexpectedly handsome smile.

So he was now categorized as "one of her own."

And that forthcoming windfall must definitely involve outsiders.

Having settled the financial negotiations, the siblings held hands as they went downstairs.

Yun Qiuce and Yun Kuang were huddled together whispering, and when they saw them, their eyes lit up instantly.

Yun Kuang approached with surprise, "Yun Zhao, is your cleanliness obsession cured?"

Saying this, he reached out to touch his brother, only to see Yun Zhao quickly shift away, expressionless: "No."

Wow! It turns out he’s only selectively treating the Little Dumpling well.

Yun Qiuce took out some chilled watermelon, "Qi, come here, eat watermelon with Uncle."

Yun Qi looked at Yun Zhao, who smiled gently, "Do you want ice cream? I’ll get you one."

Yun Qi nodded, her sweet voice was intoxicating, "I want some, thank you, brother."

Thus, Yun Qiuce and Yun Kuang hugged each other, shedding tears.

Yun Zhao had only been back a day, and the uncle and nephew duo had been relegated to the cold palace.

It seems Yun Zhao is still more to Qi’s taste.

Is it reasonable for such a young child to already be a face fanatic?

In the afternoon, Yun Zhao took some calming medicine and returned to his room for a nap.

Pulling a thin blanket over himself, he thought back to the feeling of holding the Little Dumpling’s hand.

That little hand was soft and warm, the skin delicate and smooth; turns out holding hands wasn’t so uncomfortable after all.

But when did he develop this cleanliness obsession, so severe that he couldn’t have direct contact with people?

Oh, now he remembered, that summer night.

In a daze, Yun Zhao fell asleep, his memories winding back to when he was seven years old.

Back then, all children in the family had to undergo basic Mysticism training.

His sister Yun Ying was the most outstanding, while the rest, including Yun Zhao, were average.

So Yun Ying was always very proud.

He recalled that night, their grandfather used a small, blackish Demon-like being to train them.

Yun Ying charged to the front, chanting spells and drawing talismans, complaining along the way; "Brother, move aside, don’t get in my way."

Yun Zhao quickly stepped aside, afraid of interfering with his sister.

Who knew the talisman his sister threw was completely ineffective, while the sticky, stinking mud demon was about to fall on her.

She sidestepped and pushed Yun Zhao out.

Yun Zhao, unprepared, was entangled in mud all over, with smelly, muddy water flooding into his mouth. He was extremely uncomfortable and scared, crying loudly.

Their grandfather arrived and, seeing the outcome of this training, was very displeased.

Yun Ying twisted the edge of her clothes, tears hanging on her little face, "It’s all brother’s fault, I had already controlled the little demon, but he’s the one who tried to show off."

With his mouth full of mud and feeling nauseous, Yun Zhao couldn’t speak a word.

Ever since then, he started to dislike Mysticism and children as well.

To him, children meant lying, being tricky, noisy, and not a single good thing about them.

But Yun Qi was different...

Yun Zhao smiled in his sleep.

Upon waking up, he washed his face and was about to find Yun Qi, to see what he could do to cheer her up.

Then he saw Yun Qiuce and Yun Kuang leaning over the balcony railing, looking at a corner of the courtyard.

Yun Zhao walked over, "What are you looking at?"

"Shh, guess who just arrived? You’ll never believe it, but a friend of Qi’s from Capital City came to see her, and he’s a handsome little guy."

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