Chen Yan was slightly taken aback and lowered his head to look at the face of the owner of that small hand.
Just like her grubby little hands, this little girl's cheeks were also filthy.
She had a pair of bright eyes, and within her gaze was a mixture of two completely different emotions: pleading and resilience.
Chen Yan suddenly felt a moment of daze.
Even though this was his first time seeing this grimy little girl, for some inexplicable reason, he felt a sense of familiarity.
But he couldn't pinpoint exactly what felt familiar.
In the next instant, the small hand that was clutching the hem of Chen Yan's daoist robe was suddenly yanked away.
"There's another one here!"
A cultivator from the side of the boat pulled the little girl, walking towards the cultivators who had hijacked the ship on the deck.
He subconsciously wanted to stop it, but immediately realized the fact that he could do nothing.
*Thump!*
Suddenly, the sound of the cultivator who was pulling the little girl falling came from the deck.
Immediately after, the cultivators on the deck fell to the ground one after another, as if they had all lost consciousness in an instant.
Finally, the only ones still standing on the ferry were Chen Yan, the little girl, and the cultivators who had come to hijack the ship.
Seeing the little girl's face on the deck, the tall and slender cultivator's eyes lit up.
He then quickly strode towards the little girl's direction.
"If you dare take another step forward."
Suddenly, an aloof yet authoritative voice came from above.
This voice was very familiar to Chen Yan, but this kind of tone was extremely rare.
"You die."
The voice wasn't loud, but to everyone listening, it was exceptionally clear.
The tall and slender cultivator raised his head, looking towards the young man standing outside the second floor of the cabin.
"May I ask, Fellow Daoist, who exactly are you?"
After a few moments of silence, the tall and slender cultivator asked the young man this way.
"My surname is You."
Mr. You replied indifferently.
"You?"
The tall and slender cultivator said, and then his gaze instantly turned fierce.
A flash of white light.
He had already used this move to sever three heads on this medium-sized ferry.
But this time, nothing happened.
"Ah."
Mr. You let out a faint sigh, and then the tall and slender cultivator's body instantly stiffened, pitching forward.
He then fell face down on the deck, motionless.
Unlike the other cultivators whose limbs went limp and fell to the ground unmoving, this tall and slender cultivator fell stiffly straight onto the ferry.
Dead.
Anyone with some experience and worldly knowledge could easily see what had happened.
That tall and slender cultivator was now dead.
Killing with divine sense.
This was a method only cultivators of the eighth realm, the Divine Ability Realm, could execute!
The companions of the tall and slender cultivator quickly realized this.
Why would there be a great power of the upper three realms on this ship?
And not just the Unity Realm, the other party was actually a genuine Divine Ability Realm cultivator!
The group of cultivators who had hijacked the ship all stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move a muscle.
They were completely thrown into disarray.
"I have no interest in who you are or who you work for, which means you hold no value to me."
Mr. You said slowly:
"So, go keep that little fellow from earlier company."
In the next instant, these Qi Sea Realm cultivators who had hijacked the ship all stiffly pitched forward and fell onto the deck.
Their bodies completely devoid of life force.
Now, on the ferry, the only ones still conscious were Chen Yan, Mr. You, and the little girl.
Mr. You gave a light leap, his figure drifting down slowly from the air like a banished immortal, landing beside Chen Yan.
The grimy little girl also trotted over, hiding behind Chen Yan, warily watching Mr. You beside him.
Mr. You first glanced at the little girl a couple of times, then shifted his gaze to the side, to the corpse of the dark-skinned man on the ground who was already separated head from body, clicking his tongue:
"A pity. If you had let me board for three spirit stones, getting tainted by my cause, then perhaps I could have saved your life."
When it came to the fate and fortune of others, Mr. You would try his best to avoid interference if possible, whether it was good or bad.
If backlash were to occur, even the slightest backlash, it would be more loss than gain.
Standing on the deck, with the grimy little girl clutching his sleeve, Chen Yan looked somewhat puzzled at Mr. You.
"Wondering why I intervened?"
Mr. You spoke up.
Chen Yan nodded.
"Because this is not your cause and effect, nor is it your destiny."
Mr. You said:
"When I need to intervene, I will naturally intervene."
Immediately after, Mr. You looked at the grimy little girl hiding behind Chen Yan:
"Kid, he can't protect you anyway, why are you hiding behind him?"
"..."
The grimy little girl didn't speak, she just looked at Mr. You, then hid further behind Chen Yan.
She didn't know why she was hiding behind Chen Yan either.
She just felt that this person's aura was completely different from everyone she had met before.
"Mr. You, who is this child?"
Chen Yan asked.
He certainly knew this grimy little girl was definitely special, otherwise she wouldn't have attracted a group of Qi Sea Realm cultivators to hijack the ship.
Even Mr. You, while making everyone on the ferry faint, had kept her conscious besides Chen Yan.
"Today, this child was originally supposed to die here."
Facing Chen Yan's question, Mr. You simply stated.
But Mr. You had saved her.
Dying on this ferry was originally her destiny, but because of Mr. You's intervention, the original course was altered.
This meant Mr. You would certainly have to bear a certain degree of karmic backlash.
"Mr. You..."
Chen Yan was somewhat astonished.
Because according to Mr. You's philosophy, he should have followed the guidance of the Heavenly Dao Fate, not interfering with any cause and effect or destiny.
"A rare opportunity."
Mr. You said:
"If she died here today, who knows how many years it would be before we could catch her again."
Although Mr. You didn't state it explicitly, Chen Yan still grasped something from his words.
Was this grimy little girl behind him also a reincarnated body of someone who had ascended to immortality?
Chen Yan turned back in surprise, looking at the little girl's face.
He saw the grimy-looking little girl, who appeared to be less than seven years old, raise her head, meeting Chen Yan's gaze with a puzzled expression.
"Do you want to know who she is?"
Mr. You said.
"Who?"
Chen Yan asked.
"Can't say it directly. Speaking directly would reveal heavenly secrets, but just giving you a hint will make you understand."
Mr. You said slowly:
"Glazed Pure Body."