The old man weighed the silver fragments, feeling quite satisfied. As Yuchi pushed the tea egg towards his daughter, he said, "Young brother, you have sharp brows and starry eyes, surely a talent in the making. I have a daughter with an Eighth-Grade Talent, and I can give her to you. If you want, take her away, and I’ll send you off with ten more tea eggs as a farewell gift!"

"All I ask is that you conquer her misfortune properly and truly never return."

Yuchi was once again enlightened.

He had taken many apprentices before, but it was the first time witnessing such a situation. Having a daughter with such talent should have been a joyful matter, but how did it end up like this? Is this even possible? What terrifying experiences had this old man gone through?

Xiahou Xuexiang peeled the tea egg, "Dad, you really know how to joke."

The old man: "..."

Xiahou Xuexiang: "..."

Paused for a moment.

"You weren’t joking?!" Xiahou Xuexiang looked surprised.

"I wasn’t joking at all, my ancestor. You’re already twenty-three now. You can leave my side; you’ve grown up. I’m begging you, leave your dad a way out. Dad is over fifty, and he still wants to rise again. You’re already in the Core Formation Stage, so I don’t need to worry about your future life. Hurry up and find a sect and leave, please, leave a way for dad." As the old man finished, he squatted down and cried.

Yuchi looked at him, feeling quite distressed.

So the old man was only fifty something, but now looked like he was in his eighties or nineties, with white hair all fallen out. In the sunlight, his head looked like a shiny golden tea egg.

Xiahou Xuexiang felt quite embarrassed as well, "That’s not good. I still want to always stay by dad’s side, often coming back to help with dad’s business."

The old man: "..."

He took the tea egg and smashed it over his head. With two egg shells on his head, he clasped his hands, almost kneeling to his own daughter, "My ancestor, you come here daily to eat thirty tea eggs. Have you developed emotions with our old hen?"

"Please, I can’t take it anymore. Dad is still young; he still wants to find a girl. Dad’s life is still long. Just like dad said, I’ve already tried my best."

"You said these things were bad luck; I believed it. Now, no wife, no silver, how could I not know if this was bad luck?"

"Hey, please, go with this young man."

"I can tell at a glance this young man is very capable. You must not go find Yuan Xuan Sect Leader. Her sect is entangled with many; don’t bring down other people’s sects and cause turmoil in Cuncha City afterwards. You’re truly like a calamity heart."

Yuchi: "..." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Xiahou Xuexiang: "..."

The girl’s eyes reddened, truly hurt, and Yuchi felt quite awkward, slowly standing up, and said sympathetically, "Xuexiang sister, come with me. Your dad’s going through a hard time, leave him a way out. Look at how anxious this old man is."

Xiahou Xuexiang nodded slowly, red-eyed with tears, looking at Yuchi, "Okay."

Then.

"Let me finish eating this tea egg, don’t waste it."

The old man: "..."

He swiftly lifted the pot with tea eggs, stuffing it into Xiahou Xuexiang’s hands, face full of excitement, "My ancestor, the mountains move the rivers change, never see again. You don’t have to worry about dad, just consider he’s kicked the bucket already. Follow the new Sect Leader, blend in slowly. Don’t disdain others’ small sects, just be glad they take you in, even letting you stay under such circumstances is already thrilling!"

"Finally, there’s a place in this world that allows you to stay."

"Though we don’t know how long this home will last..."

With that, the old man flipped over his stall, cheering and shouting as he left, chanting, "Ah, my new life has begun!"

Then he lowered his head.

He found money.

Ran a few more steps, found more money.

He became even more convinced, clutching the silver close, staring in the direction of another corner of Cuncha City, running over to stand up again.

Yuchi looked at Xiahou Xuexiang, "Shall we go, Xuexiang sister?"

Xiahou Xuexiang looked at Yuchi, "Yes, young master."

The two silently left one after another, deep in thought.

...

In the Celestial Craft Workshop courtyard, Bu Huoran had some cold sweat on her forehead, feeling quite surprised at the situation before her.

Yuchi had just returned to the Celestial Craft Workshop, so upon hearing the news, she prepared to discuss the evening plans with Yuchi. Naturally, she should mention Yuan Xuan, it’s better to discuss a bit beforehand. But upon entering Yuchi’s courtyard, she saw Xiahou Xuexiang sitting beside Yuchi.