Chapter 165: Triggering Mystic Meridians
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
It would not do to snub someone who was doing you a favor, so Qiao Mu expressionlessly nodded at him.
Duan Yue’s smell was more brilliant than a flower in full bloom. “Get in the carriage, Qiaoqiao, let’s go. Today, there isn’t only people from the Mystic Cultivator Association, but the three sects also sent people here…”
Qiao Mu donned on a serious face in response as soon as she got inside the carriage.
Next to her, Qiao Hu nervously peered at his cousin. When he saw her intention to remain silent, he also sealed his lips.
The wheels started rolling and the carriage headed for the populated western district.
In the plaza located on the main street of the western district, many common people were already gathered there after catching wind of the event. They dragged their whole family in tow to line up and exchanged information with their neighbors.
They never would have expected the Mystic Cultivator Association to send people here today to attempt to trigger the mystic meridians of children.
If their children could successfully trigger their mystic meridians and ascend to the ranks of a mystic cultivator, it would certainly improve their respective family’s impoverished circumstances. They also would not have to reside in a tiny shed in the shed area of the western district anymore.
Life in the shed area was difficult and supplies were insufficient, so there would often be occurrences of robbery.
Whoever had the stronger fist was the boss.
Two days ago, a young couple had just entered the shed area and they were immediately robbed to their knickers. All the food in their luggage was stolen, and now they led a miserable life. They went around everywhere begging for help to survive.
The messy main street plaza of the western district was inhabited by quite a number of refugees from nearby towns and villages.
However, since the Mystic Cultivator Association decided to test the children in the plaza, the city lord evicted all the refugees from the plaza before the sky brightened and had the the plaza cleaned.
Hence, by the time Qiao Mu’s group arrived in their carriage, their path was free of obstructions.
The carriage drove into the main street plaza, and Qiao Hu opened the curtain to look outside. “Hey, it looks like the western district isn’t as chaotic as I imagined.”
“They merely tidied it up because there are visitors coming.” Qiao Mu did not need to look to know the normal situation here.
Earlier at Xijiu City’s city gate, the young married couple ahead of them was unwilling to give up their supplies and obtained a low-rank tablet to live in the free shed area. Mr. Zhang’s meaningful look made it clear to Qiao Mu that life in the shed area might not necessarily be good.
In a place like this where the weak were prey for the strong, a couple that entered with food was destined to be robbed barren in a flash.
Even if they did not relinquish their supplies, they would not be able to protect their possessions.
If they had submitted it back then, perhaps they would have obtained a normal residence like in the southern district or northern district.
The married couple’s decision was very stupid, but it also was not Mr. Zhang’s responsibility to remind them.
When Qiao Mu descended from the carriage, countless pairs of eyes immediately gathered toward her.
The child wore a pearly white garment and had a stoic face. Although she did not wear any jewelry or accessories, she gave people an indescribably noble feeling.
“Oh hey, Qiao Hu, you came to trigger your meridians again! You truly come every year without fail, not that it does you any good. My mother said that you’re a piece of trash, and there’s no way you’ll ever become a mystic cultivator in your life!” A child’s mean words drifted to Qiao Mu’s ears, causing her to frown.
Qiao Mu’s icy gaze shot to the voice’s owner. It was a child around eight or nine years old wearing a white robe from the Daybreak Sect with the circular emblem of Daybreak Sect embroidered on his chest.
“Who are you?” Qiao Mu found the boy in front of her to be a bit familiar.
“Younger Sis, h-he’s Second Aunt’s son, Qiao Cong.”
“Second Aunt?” Qiao Mu’s lack of recognition incited fury within Qiao Cong’s heart.
“Are you an idiot?” Qiao Cong broke into insults as he pointed at Qiao Mu, “You don’t even know your second aunt, my mother?”