Whether it is a Martial Artist or a Cultivator, one needs the corresponding Root Bone Talent.

Without a Root Bone, one is destined to be an ordinary person.

Unless you obtain heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can evolve a Root Bone.

But such heavenly materials and earthly treasures that defy the heavens and change fate are invaluable!

And Root Bones are divided into different grades.

Some people have excellent Root Bones, making their martial arts or cultivation progress remarkably fast, earning the title of prodigies.

There are also those who, despite possessing a Root Bone, work diligently all their lives, yet remain at the bottom, unable to break through the bottleneck of the celestial moat.

The importance of Root Bones is self-evident!

And a cultivator’s Root Bone is divided into Level 6: Upper A, Middle A, Lower A, Upper B, Middle B, and Lower B.

It is called Six Paths Bone Appearance!

This four-year-old girl from a small village unexpectedly possesses the rare Middle A Bone Appearance, like a pearl fallen into dust, now picked up by Mo Huai’an, the joy in his heart is imaginable.

The previous bit of depression was completely gone!

Although Zhang Dashan didn’t understand "Middle A Root Bone" or "Innate Dao Seed," with his life’s experiences, he immediately realized his family had encountered great fortune.

The old village chief immediately pulled his little granddaughter to kneel: "Daoist, if you like Xiao Huan, she’ll be your servant, that’s her greatest fortune!"

Mo Huai’an was shocked, quickly reaching out to help the grandfather and granddaughter up: "This won’t do!"

"No, don’t!"

At this moment, a woman rushed out from the inner room, panicked, holding the little girl tightly: "Dad, don’t give away Xiao Huan, Stone Brother and I can raise her!"

This woman looked quite similar to the little girl, only her figure was thin and her face sallow, a look of malnutrition.

"Mom~"

Being tightly held, the little girl was frightened and started crying immediately.

Zhang Dashan was so angry he almost spat blood, stamping his feet and clamoring: "You’re foolish, this is Xiao Huan’s opportunity, she’s hit the jackpot, don’t you understand?"

He shouted to his old wife: "Old woman, take her away!"

"Stone, Stone, come over quickly!"

But the woman held the little girl, shrinking to the corner, showing a stance of not yielding even unto death.

Zhang Dashan’s old wife went over to snatch the little girl, but the other party resisted desperately.

Causing the girl to cry loudly once more.

The hall was in chaos.

This scene left Mo Huai’an dumbfounded.

He had no idea how to handle it, instinctively looking toward Zhang Yuan sitting aside.

Zhang Yuan coughed and said: "Enough."

His voice wasn’t loud, but in the ears of Zhang Dashan’s family, it was like thunder!

They shuddered, each as if they’d been struck at their acupoints, not daring to move.

Only the little girl continued to cry.

Zhang Yuan said indifferently: "Alright, I’ll buy this little girl, you won’t have raised her for nothing."

He reached into his bosom and pulled out a gold ingot, tossing it on the ground.

In the dim oil lamp light, the ten-tael gold ingot shone with a yellow gleam.

Instantly attracting the full attention of Zhang Dashan and the woman.

The woman’s eyes spun, immediately releasing the little girl, pounced on the ground to grab the gold, and kowtowed to Zhang Yuan with a sycophantic smile: "Thank you for your generosity, sir!"

No trace of her earlier deep maternal affection!

Witnessing this scene, Mo Huai’an was baffled.

"Shameful wretches, get out of here!"

Zhang Dashan rebuked his daughter-in-law, then turned with a fawning expression to Mo Huai’an: "Daoist, please don’t mind, don’t dwell on the ignorant village women, Xiao Huan is entrusted to you, the old man is completely at ease."

There was no mention of Zhang Yuan’s gold ingot!

But he said nothing about Zhang Yuan, clearly only acknowledging Mo Huai’an.

After all, Zhang Yuan used the Divine Concealment Technique to hide his aura, appearing ordinary, whereas Mo Huai’an dressed in his Daoist robe had an ethereal demeanor, making him seem like a mere follower of Mo Huai’an.

The old village chief simply thought so.

Mo Huai’an fell silent.

He was genuinely moved to check the little girl’s Root Bone because he couldn’t bear to see a pearl covered in dust.

Unexpectedly, such a twist occurred.

Though young and inexperienced, Mo Huai’an was quite intelligent.

Now his worldview had been overturned.

"Alright then."

Zhang Yuan said: "Take the gold, the girl is ours; words are empty, let’s draw up a contract now."

Although Zhang Dashan "looked down on" Zhang Yuan, he knew the other was someone he couldn’t afford to provoke, immediately chuckling awkwardly: "I’ll get paper and pen now."

"No need for yours."

Zhang Yuan rummaged through his luggage, pulling out a set of pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from a bag.

Mo Huai’an couldn’t help but glance at him.

Feeling Zhang Yuan brought unusually complete items.

But this young Mage didn’t think much of it, only feeling like a stone blocked his heart.

Zhang Yuan personally wrote out a contract, then had Zhang Dashan call in his son and daughter-in-law to press their handprints on it.

Zhang Dashan’s son appeared dull, complying with his father’s orders without opinions or ideas.

"Selling" his daughter, yet showing no sign of heartache!

Zhang Yuan put away the contract, then took out a piece of broken silver and tossed it on the table: "Prepare a clean room for us, no need to arrange meals, tonight Xiao Huan will still stay with you, we’ll take her tomorrow morning."

What kind of good meal could such a family prepare anyway!

Better to save it to avoid spoiling the appetite.

Zhang Dashan’s family naturally had no objections, and quickly arranged a room for Zhang Yuan and Mo Huai’an to rest in.

Night fell deep.

In the simple room, Mo Huai’an sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, wearing a face full of doubt about life.

Zhang Yuan lounged on a chair, smiling: "Don’t think about it, you’ll understand after seeing more in the future."

Mo Huai’an thought he was granting others a great opportunity.

But in the eyes of these villagers, he seemed to want to take the child away with a few words.

How could they tolerate it?

These village women and simple men would never dare to offend Mo Huai’an, thinking he was young and naïve.

Hence the fuss.

The old village chief’s insight might be stronger, yet he might not fully trust this stranger Mo Huai’an.

Thus allowing his daughter-in-law to make a fuss, to see Mo Huai’an’s reaction.

Such cunning from these low-level people was beyond Mo Huai’an’s comprehension.

And exceeded his common knowledge.

While Zhang Yuan, from the bottom rung, immediately saw through the family’s thoughts.

Simply taking out gold to settle it.

Also giving Mo Huai’an a lesson.

"Don’t act on kindness rashly in the future, they might think you took fancy of Xiao Huan to raise her as a furnace tripod."

Zhang Yuan’s words made Mo Huai’an’s face turn crimson.

This young Mage felt deeply insulted, unable to resist arguing with Zhang Yuan.

But the words reached his mouth, only to be swallowed back forcefully.

Leaving only a sigh in the end.