The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 157 - 155: Godfather or God-sister, That is the Question (Part 1)

Chapter 157: Chapter 155: Godfather or God-sister, That is the Question (Part 1)

As the Old Master’s most beloved grandson, Qin Luo has lived in the same courtyard with him since childhood.

He wondered if these foul things had disturbed Grandpa.

Thinking this, Qin Luo put down what he was sorting and went upstairs.

Separated by a pane of glass, those blood-red eyes were eager to move, but were repelled by the spirit talisman posted at the entrance for warding off evil, unable to step past the glass door.

Qin Luo walked upstairs slowly, sensing the uneasy things outside the glass door, feeling annoyed, he fiddled with the red braided rope on his wrist, immediately releasing an invisible force of deterrence.

Those foul things, like prey catching the scent of a hunter, fled in panic, disappearing into the night.

The little amulet sent—no, sold by Little Master Yun Qi was truly effective, even more intimidating than the expensive spirit talismans and arrays in the courtyard.

It was Qin Luo’s last line of defense.

Upon entering the room, the Old Master was reading a newspaper with his glasses on, not sure if he was taking any of it in, as his eyes were half drooping, probably about to meet the Sandman.

"Grandpa." Qin Luo spoke up, sitting next to the Old Master.

Mr. Qin, who was about to fall asleep, was startled awake by his grandson’s voice, and hoarsely asked:

"Are the things ready?"

"Almost done."

"Good." The Old Master looked at the grandson he had raised with his own hands, his eyes full of pity.

Since childhood, his constitution was weak. Expensive alchemists invited at birth, be they Buddhist or Daoist, all said his constitution was special, his soul unstable, and he was hard to raise. Even if he was safely raised, he would easily attract ghosts and evil spirits.

Therefore, since childhood, Qin Luo was carefully protected by the Old Master, and almost all famous alchemists and mystic masters in the Capital City were invited.

It was Master Xuan Kong from Yuqing Mountain who had once brought peace for several years.

Believing things would gradually improve, it was unexpected that recently it started again, with all sorts of vile things and ghosts arising one after another, seen only by Qin Luo.

Although arrangements at home prevented those vile things from getting close, the Old Master felt deeply worried for his grandson, who could see what others couldn’t each time he opened his eyes.

"Did you really find Master Xuan Kong?" the Old Master asked.

Qin Luo nodded, "I did. He’s willing to help this time."

"That’s good." The Old Master felt much relieved; having interacted with many Xuan Sect alchemists since Qin Luo was young, only Master Xuan Kong brought true peace of mind.

When he heard that the master went traveling, it had the Old Master worrying and losing sleep.

Now that he’s found and willing to help, the stone weighing on his heart could finally be set down.

"Master Xuan Kong in the Capital for several years wouldn’t show himself, no matter how high the price offered by noble families. It seems he has a peculiar nature. Yet he’s willing to help twice; perhaps it’s fate. You should find an opportunity, and when he’s pleased, see if you can acknowledge him as a god-grandfather, so I could also rest easy."

Qin Luo: "???"

The image of that cute Little Dumpling with blinking big eyes appeared in his mind.

Grandpa, do you know how dangerous what you’re suggesting is?

Having promised Yun Qi to keep secrets, Qin Luo could only smile, "Maybe in the future, bringing it up rashly might upset him."

"True, don’t be too abrupt." The Old Master waved his hand and suddenly chuckled:

"I heard on your way to find Master Xuan Kong you stopped by at the Hai City Yun Family, and that little girl from Yuqing Mountain returned home?"

He remembered when they took Qin Luo to thank Master Xuan Kong. The one who came out to greet them was a plump Little Dumpling, only three years old at the time, with a milky scent all over, nodding away, speaking words of gratitude she barely understood.

Her jade-carved, doll-like appearance was instantly understood by the Qin Family; she must be a favored young disciple of Master Xuan Kong.

"Yes, I heard Yun Qi returned home, descended alongside Master Xuan Kong, so I stopped by her house to have a look." Qin Luo raised his long lashes, hinting deliberately.

The Old Master missed the critical information in his words, nodded, "That little girl is clever and charming, instantly likeable. The Yun Family must have some ancestral virtue to birth such an adorable girl. It seems our family falls far short in this respect."

Qin Luo considered that he and Yun Qi were of the same generation. While there are differences between males and females, he felt there was a hint of his grandpa playing favorites.

"You should visit their family often. If they like you, maybe Little Qi could even become your god-sister someday."

At this time, Qin Luo was utterly speechless, looking up at his grandfather’s overly excited expression suggesting "Let’s go fetch the Little Dumpling together."

He shook his head with a helpless smile, "Grandpa, what’s with you today? Are you obsessed with acknowledging god-relatives?"

Whether a god-grandfather or god-sister, you should at least give a definite answer; these two god-relatives cannot coexist.

"You rascal." The Old Master chuckled, waving his hand, "Alright, go rest. The journey ahead is long and rocky. I’ll have the Yang brothers stay by your side every step."

"Don’t worry, Grandpa. I’ll have Little... Master Xuan Kong with me; there won’t be any problems."

Little Master Xuan Kong???

The Old Master thought he misspoke, paying it no mind.

Before sleeping that night, Qin Luo lay in bed, checking his phone to confirm the destination of this trip—

Gui City Guyue County.

The burial site of six Hidden Guards.

After their bodies were brought back, a renowned master in the Capital was invited, almost being turned into Evil Corpses, just as Little Qi said, before a redemption ceremony was held, allowing them to rest in peace.

But he knew this matter was just beginning.

He had arranged back on Langqi Island to go with Little Qi to Guyue County.

***

The next morning. Yun Qi got up early, her small body leaning over the large water tank in the courtyard that gathers Qi and attracts spirits, watching Grandpa catching small koi with a net for her.

Last night, she called the kindergarten teacher, saying she would return the next day, and the teacher warmly welcomed her, mentioning how someone kept asking when she’d be back.

Then she was told that the kindergarten had an event the next day, asking each child to bring an ornamental fish from home, so she could join right in.

Thus, Yun Qi was already planning the matter early.

Though plump koi resided in the pond, they seemed unsuitable for kindergarten display. In the tank, there were small koi the size of adult thumbs, separated for fear of being swallowed by bigger fish.

The Old Master personally held the net for her, while Yun Qiuce stood eagerly on the side, "Dad, can you handle it? Otherwise, let me try."

"What do you know? Catching fish is a technical task, quite challenging. You just watch and learn..."

As the father and son argued, Yun Qi tiptoed, her small hands gripping the large tank’s edge, revealing her round, adorable head. The lotus-planted water surface instantly mirrored her snowy, round, milky cheeks.

Then, with a splash.

The Old Master suddenly felt the net on the water’s surface weight down. Looking carefully, he found a koi lying within, shaking its head and tail at him, flattering and wriggling its plump body.