The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity-Chapter 427 - 425: She Doesn’t Want to See You

"Whimper, whimper, whimper."

While Qin Zhao was using the restroom, muffled sobs came from the stall next door.

It was late at night, there was the burning of paper, and now strange crying sounds. If she hadn’t been a Heavenly Master but rather an ordinary person, she probably would have been scared half to death.

Qin Zhao was certain that the person next door was a living human and not something unclean.

She walked out of the stall and noticed a ’Restroom Under Maintenance’ sign outside, which explained why no other travelers had come in to use the restroom; it was just her and the person burning paper.

After washing her hands, Qin Zhao stood still for a while.

"Whimper, whimper, whimper."

The subdued crying turned into sobbing, and finally, the person came out from the stall.

It was a woman with disheveled hair and a haggard face.

She held a lighter in her hand, looking somewhat dazed.

Seeing Qin Zhao upon emerging, the woman’s expression froze for a moment, but she didn’t say anything to Qin Zhao. Instead, she took the restroom’s cleaning tools and started to clear away the ashes left from the burnt paper.

"This is a public restroom, and there isn’t anything unclean here. Why are you burning paper?" Qin Zhao asked, guessing at her reasons from her appearance.

"I..." The woman opened her mouth, hesitating before saying, "Eight years ago, my daughter went missing here. I’ve searched for her for eight years without any clues, nor do I know if she’s alive or dead.

Last night, a girl appeared in my dream claiming to be my daughter. She told me she has passed on, that no one had been offering her paper money, and she was so cold down there. I thought of burning some things for her."

At this point, the woman began to cry again.

"I don’t know where she is. The elders in the village said that if I burn paper money where she disappeared, she’ll be able to receive it, so that’s why I’m here."

For eight years, she missed her daughter every day and night.

She combed through this city and nearby cities, but still, she could not find her daughter.

Having no news of her daughter allowed her the space to fantasize, but the dream last night completely shattered her, and she couldn’t even bear to imagine what her daughter had gone through before death.

Qin Zhao sighed, "It was just a dream; your daughter might still be alive."

Although sometimes the content of dreams can be connected to reality, including cases where a soul communicates through dreams, it could also just be a misunderstanding.

"Maybe your daughter is just hungry and cold, not dead."

"I hope that’s the case, but I don’t know where to find her. No matter how I search, I can’t find her."

The woman wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye.

"Do you still remember your daughter’s birth date and time? Let me do a reading for you."

Her expression paused, and she looked at Qin Zhao blankly.

"I can divine fortunes. If you want to know about your daughter, two yuan will do."

"I know her birth date and time! I remember it all!"

The woman hastily took out two yuan and handed it to Qin Zhao.

After the woman recited her daughter’s birth date and time, Qin Zhao calculated it.

"Your daughter, she has indeed died."

As she uttered those last four words, Qin Zhao’s tone was heavy.

She had hoped to offer the woman consolation, but instead, she found that the daughter was truly no longer alive.

The woman seemed to have anticipated this outcome, as the dream she had was profoundly etched in her memory.

She didn’t make another sound of crying, but tears kept falling uncontrollably.

"Master, can you divine where my daughter is? Even though she’s gone, I want to bring her home."

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"Yes, I’ll take you to find her."

Qin Zhao nodded in agreement, finding it impossible to turn away this mother.

"However, I’m here waiting for a friend to take care of some business, so it might not be until tomorrow that I can take you to her. How about we exchange contact information, and I’ll get in touch with you tomorrow?"

"Of course, of course, thank you, Master!"

This woman’s name was Ying Caixia. Eight years ago, she had taken her daughter out, and because the train station was so crowded, her nine-year-old daughter accidentally got lost while she went to the restroom.

For eight years, she and her family had never given up the search for their daughter, traveling to more than a dozen cities,

"Her father is still looking for her in Shangyang. I’ll send him a message, telling him to come back so we can pick up our daughter together."

As Ying Caixia wiped her tears, she spoke.

Whether what the master before her said was true or false, she had to check it out.

If the master had made a mistake and it wasn’t her daughter, they would have to continue the search.

Nan Xian sent Qin Zhao a message, saying that Shangguan Qiu’s bullet train had arrived. Qin Zhao was the first to leave the restroom.

Outside, Shangguan Qiu didn’t come alone.

There was Wu Kejia from the Dan Sect with her.

"Miss Qin, some of the Spirit Plants you asked for—my family happens to have some, and I’ve brought them for you. However, there are three other herbs that even my family’s ancestors have never heard of."

Naturally, the ingredients Wu Kejia was asking Qin Zhao about were ones needed for refining the Essence Nourishing Pills.

Most of the ingredients were extremely precious, so Wu Kejia personally delivered them to Qin Zhao.

Wu Kejia was carrying a very large suitcase, which was filled with herbs. The herbs didn’t take up much space, but some needed to be stored in special boxes.

"It’s okay, I’ll go look for the remaining three herbs myself."

Qin Zhao took Wu Kejia’s suitcase and handed her a small bag, which contained three porcelain bottles.

"These are the elixirs I’ve refined, not just the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills, but also the Qi Condensing Pills and Detoxification Pills. Take them back to your elders to see if they can offset the price of these Spirit Plants."

Wu Kejia uncapped the porcelain bottles and took a sniff, her eyes lighting up immediately.

"Of course, they will offset the price. These are all excellent elixirs! My brother took your Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, and his injuries have healed. The old patriarch said he’ll be able to resume cultivation soon!"

Wu Kejia looked at Qin Zhao with immense gratitude in her eyes.

"That’s good to hear."

With the help of the Dan Sect, Qin Zhao could save quite a bit of time searching for ingredients.

Since Wu Kejia had specifically come to deliver the Spirit Plants and she had received her payment, she left first.

Once Qin Zhao left the train station, she found a secluded spot to put the suitcase into her storage bag.

They had just arrived at the hotel when Qin Zhao received a call from Chu Yan.

"Zhaozhao, come fill in the check-in information."

Nan Xian called out to her, and Qin Zhao pointed at her phone with an odd expression on her face.

"It’s Chu Yan’s call."

Nan Xian hummed, "He must have noticed you’re gone. You can’t go back."

He thought about it for a moment before snatching the phone away.

"I’ll talk to him."

After connecting the call, Chu Yan’s voice came through, "Zhaozhao, where did you go? Have you eaten dinner?"

"It’s Nan Xian."

Those four words nearly caused Chu Yan to explode on the spot.

His complexion instantly darkened, "What are you doing with Qin Zhao’s phone?"

"Because I am her master! If I want to take it, I take it! I’m taking her treasure hunting, and you should stop calling all the time, it’s distracting us. Besides, she doesn’t want to see you right now!"

"Give the phone back to her; I want to talk to her."

The hand as cool as jade clenched the phone fiercely, and Chu Yan nearly crushed his own phone.

"Zhaozhao, tell me yourself, do you not want to see him right now?"

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