The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 126 - 124 I heard you wanted to confront me, so here I am.

Chapter 126: Chapter 124 I heard you wanted to confront me, so here I am.

The Jiao Long joyfully soared through the sky several times, reveling in the freedom of being unchained, and then landed before Yun Qi, its cold, eerie eyes full of submission.

"From now on, I’ll follow your orders. Tell me anything you want me to do."

Yun Qi smiled faintly, "For now, nothing. I know you like places with water. There’s a river in the Mountain Ghost’s painting. Bear with it there for a while."

"No problem."

As the words fell, the painting of the Mountain Ghost appeared mid-air, depicting a vast, majestic river at the back of the mountain.

The Jiao Long roared and bellowed, diving into the painting. Instantly, the river in the image swelled, nearly submerging the banks on both sides, with a colossal dragon body faintly visible in the waters.

The Mountain Ghost suddenly flew to Yun Qi, speaking in the rough, timeworn voice of a man, "One million, no bargaining."

The Little Green Snake mumbled, "Why are you so greedy, whether you’re a man or a woman!"

"Mind your own business!" The Mountain Ghost shifted into a female form, flaunting her allure as she glared.

The Little Green Snake snorted, then burrowed into the Jade Pendant.

Yun Qi remembered making two million from Brother Qin Luo recently, so she generously said, "Alright, but make sure the little chubby gets extra snacks."

The Mountain Ghost grudgingly dove back into the painting, complaining, "I know, you act like a little child yet worry so much!"

After arranging a resting place for the Jiao Long, Yun Qi dispelled the Illusion Realm.

...

In the dead of night, the Yun Family household was extremely quiet.

The Old Master and the Old Madam returned from a walk only to learn what had happened, but Du Bing was unconscious, having bumped her head, so it wasn’t appropriate to pursue matters now. The Old Master could only have Yun Ying take care of her, leaving other issues aside.

Du Bing slept fitfully until midnight, suddenly feeling an icy chill and an indescribably eerie sensation, as if a pair of eyes were watching her coldly.

Startled, she abruptly opened her eyes, reaching out to touch familiar sheets and blankets.

She breathed a sigh of relief and was about to sit up when she sensed someone sitting at the edge of her bed—an imposing presence of suppressed, fierce aura, who knows for how long.

Terrified, she screamed, only to see that person raise a finger elegantly to their lips.

For some reason, Du Bing actually fell silent, her chest heaving as she looked anxiously at the "person" before her.

The night was deep, with only a faint light coming through the window. Du Bing couldn’t see the person’s features but felt they were peculiar, like a large ice block exuding endless coldness.

"Who are you, how did you get in?"

In the darkness, she felt the person’s gaze fall on her, cold and sharp, her fear intensified instantly, and she whispered, pleading:

"Okay, I won’t ask anything, and I’ll pretend I never saw you. Do you want money? I have money, I can give you as much as you want, just don’t hurt me..."

Gripped by immense fear, Du Bing couldn’t even think about anyone else in the house, focusing only on appeasing this dark figure before her.

"I heard you were looking for me?" the person said coldly, their voice as icy as it gets.

"I...I wasn’t looking for you, I don’t even know who you are..."

"Oh? Wasn’t it you who said you wanted to confront me face-to-face?"

In the darkness, although Du Bing saw nothing, she distinctly felt the person grin at her.

This sensation scared her even more, gripping the sheets tightly, suddenly recalling the day’s events.

"Oh, are you...are you the one who said my daughter isn’t worthy of the ’Little Heavenly Girl’ title?! I did say I wanted to confront you, but...how did you break in here, do you know it’s illegal to trespass?" Du Bing struggled to think rationally, avoiding strange thoughts.

"Ha!" The man sneered coldly, then snapped his fingers. Suddenly, the room wasn’t so dark, a cold wind swept in, lifting the curtains, letting the garden lights shine through.

Du Bing finally saw the man’s face—a human figure formed by black fog, with a bizarre red glow sketching a ghostly face on the forehead as if representing some identity.

"You, you are...?" Du Bing trembled violently, unable to form complete sentences.

"Don’t recognize me? Usually, your Xuan Sect calls me Yin Cha."

Yin Cha!!!

Du Bing’s mind went blank, with just two words left: Yin Cha!

It was actually Yin Cha?!

The person who said Yun Ying wasn’t worthy to be called ’Little Heavenly Girl’ last time was Yin Cha! Not a competitor.

Du Bing nearly fainted, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

Yin Cha’s voice was elegantly indifferent, even with a touch of leisurely nonchalance, "I heard you wanted to confront me in person, so I’ve come. Now, do you still have anything to say?"

In her overwhelming fright, Du Bing finally reacted, scrambling up and kneeling on the bed, bowing fervently to Yin Cha:

"Lord Yin Cha, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please forgive me. I didn’t know it was you who said that. I’ll never dare again, you’re right, Yun Ying is unworthy, she deserves nothing, it was my foolishness, my loose tongue!"

Seeing Yin Cha remain unresponsive, she began slapping her own face, harder and harder.

After a few minutes, Yin Cha spoke indifferently, "Enough."

Du Bing tremulously stopped.

"It seems you have no intention of confronting me, then let it be. From now on, keep as far away as possible, except on the day of your death, don’t let me see you again."

"Yes, yes..." Du Bing nodded feverishly, bowing repeatedly.

A sinister wind blew through, giving Du Bing the courage to look up, but the shadowy figure was gone.

She slowly sat up, realizing her nightgown was drenched in cold sweat, waves of penetrating chill coursing through her.

After a silent half-minute, she finally covered her face, bursting into tears.

***

A week later, Du Bing recovered and insisted on taking Yun Ying abroad.

The Old Madam tried to dissuade them, but the mother and daughter were resolute. The Old Master remained silent at first, then eventually nodded, "Go ahead, a change of scene will be good for you."

Although Yun Kuang and Yun Zhao were reluctant, they didn’t stop them.

Since mother and sister had brought such disgraceful incidents, leaving with dignity was the best outcome.

As things slowly settled, one day, Yun Qi had just come home from kindergarten, engrossed in her arts and crafts homework, using a small pair of scissors.

The Old Master and Old Madam watched her with affection, occasionally lending a hand.

Outside, Housekeeper Liu entered, looking troubled, "Old Master, Old Madam, there’s an outlander outside with his family, insisting on seeing Miss Qi. I tried to talk him out of it, but he’s stubborn as a mule."

The Old Master and Old Madam hadn’t said anything yet.

Without lifting her head, Yun Qi said sweetly in her soft voice, "Let them in. It’s alright."

"Alright!" Housekeeper Liu responded quickly, hurrying out to fetch them.

"Qi, is it someone you know?" the Old Master asked.

Yun Qi shook her head, her voice childishly firm, "I don’t know them, but I predicted someone would come to see me today."

Yun Qiuce smiled, "So our little Qi is about to make another earning."

Yun Qi shook her head, with a serious demeanor of a small adult, "This deal doesn’t earn money."

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