The fat woman didn't react until the final ten seconds.

"You mean Xiao Ke? Her name is Keya. She's my daughter. I don't know who the father is. If you want to adopt her, it's not impossible, but the money… after all, I've raised her for so long. She's already thirteen."

She instantly recognized Li Cheng颐 as a pervert who liked little girls and immediately started haggling.

"Name your price," Li Cheng颐 said calmly.

Two minutes later.

He walked out of the store with the little girl Keya tucked under his arm, slowly continuing deeper into the street.

Keya was tucked under his arm, motionless, her mind still buzzing.

Had she been sold?

One hundred and fifty thousand, sold by her mother to a strange man whose full name she didn't even know??

Just two minutes ago, she was doing her homework, rushing to finish so she wouldn't be late making dinner.

Two minutes later, she had completely lost the ability to think, picked up by the man like an ornament and carried away.

"Mr. Li, can you put me down? I can walk myself," Keya asked, finally sorting out her chaotic thoughts.

"Please rest assured, I won't run away," she added. "Although I don't know why you spent money to buy me, I'm guessing it's definitely not to sleep with me."

Perhaps it was because she grew up in the red-light district, but she spoke about matters between men and women without any taboo, even quite naturally, without any sense of shame.

"Of course, child," Li Cheng颐 replied.

He set the little girl down, letting her stand steady. Only then did he notice that one of her legs was lame.

Moreover, there was a hideous scar on the side of her neck, previously hidden by her long hair.

The scar was deep and long, looking like it could have almost cut half her neck off.

"Don't worry, it wasn't my mother who cut me," Keya said faintly, touching the scar on her neck.

"Once, some thugs came to the store to collect money. My mother couldn't help but say a few words to them, and one of them took a knife to slash at her. My mother dodged behind me, used me as a shield, and that's how it happened."

"You are very strong," Li Cheng颐 nodded. No wonder her consciousness was so much stronger than others, even at such a young age.

This experience was indeed helpless.

"Don't blame my mother either. She has a mental illness. Sometimes she's normal, sometimes she's sick, and she can't control herself," Keya whispered.

The two walked one after the other, one big and one small. Li Cheng颐 listened to her speak, thought for a moment, and then asked directly.

"Do you go to school?"

"No, I steal some books from other people and read them myself. Also, a boy who used to like me gave me a set. But after I slashed my face, he never came back," Keya replied.

"You're very good. The hardships of the past have tempered your strong will, which is why I chose you." Li Cheng颐 was also thinking that the method of condensing the Ren Mian Yuan Shen Jian (Human-Faced Nascent Soul Sword) was actually in line with the previous methods of the Wu Mian Jian Pai (Faceless Sword Sect), both following the path of parasitism.

Implant a seed of one's own nascent soul into the target's mind, allowing it to absorb the target's will, simulate its growth, become larger, stronger, until sublimation.

This was a very long process, which was why many elders cultivated the Qian Mian Jian Dian (Thousand-Faced Sword Canon) so slowly.

"What's next?" Keya asked. "What do I need to do for you?"

". I don't know. I don't pity you, but you have something I need. But now, I think I might have made a mistake .." Li Cheng颐 frowned slightly.

"." Keya's breath caught in her throat. She thought he might regret it, and she might be sent back to that abyss!

"Don't be afraid. It has nothing to do with you, and I won't send you back," Li Cheng颐 replied. "In exchange, you were bought by me, so you have to work for me. No problem, right? Federal law stipulates that you must abide by the terms on the contract, one by one."

"No problem," Keya breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know what she was going to do, or what she would do in the future, she only knew that she didn't have to go back.

That was enough.

As for other results, anyway, it couldn't be worse than before, it could only be better, so what was there to worry about?

Next, the two walked along the street, and soon stopped in several other places.

This time, Li Cheng颐 did not get close to the new targets he found, but observed them from a distance, and then marked them with his consciousness.

The second target was a retired veteran who had to work hard labor on a construction site to pay for his son's medical treatment.

He had an iron will, and his consciousness was much stronger than those around him.

The third target was a congenitally blind musician who carried a portable accordion and played for everyone who passed by on the street corner.

The fourth target was a bald dwarf beggar with crippled hands and feet, crawling on the ground.

A total of four targets were found by Li Cheng颐, individuals with strong will who might undergo sublimation and condense the Ren Mian Yuan Shen Jian (Human-Faced Nascent Soul Sword).

He used the techniques of the Qian Mian Jian Dian (Thousand-Faced Sword Canon) to silently infiltrate the minds of these four people with seeds of consciousness, taking root and hiding.

Then he waited for the opportunity.

This was the first step in forging.

The seeds of consciousness would not interfere with their lives, but they could receive their joys, sorrows, and angers.

Of course, Li Cheng颐 did not place all his hopes on the four of them. Instead, he wandered around the city every day, looking for suitable candidates and scattering seeds of consciousness.

And Keya was the only one he kept by his side.

In addition to these, he also officially began to search everywhere for suitable flowers to complete the evolution and completion of the Twelve Flower Languages.

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In the blink of an eye, two years had passed.

"I'm troubling you again this time, Niya." Inside the office, Li Cheng颐 smiled naturally at Du Laniya.

"It's okay, I'm happy to help." Du Laniya jumped down from the truck with a smile. This time, she was transporting not Cai Jing (Colored Crystals), but trees of wisteria plants.

The wisteria flowers here were called Zi Ling Hua (Purple Bell Flowers) by the locals, but for ease of memory, Li Cheng颐 still called them wisteria.

"If it weren't for Niya, I wouldn't have been able to find so many so quickly by myself." Li Cheng颐 said seriously, "As expected of Niya, you've really helped me a lot."

"Mr. Cheng颐 is too kind." Du Laniya couldn't help but laugh.

"But I heard that there have been frequent fights, brawls, and shootings in the city recently. Niya, you must be careful when you go out and bring enough bodyguards." Nilan whispered from the side.

She had also gotten used to working over the past few years. The high-intensity cleaning work had trained her into a capable and concise cleaning expert.

Allowing her to perfectly clean the two-story building plus the basement five times in two hours, without a single omission.

Dunis became the office manager, and Keya also began to accept learning and join the ranks of assistants.

"Mm, I know." Niya nodded.

"By the way, Niya, I'll transfer the money for these flowers to you, right?" Li Cheng颐 asked.

"No need, this little bit of money is nothing, just consider it a gift from me." Niya smiled.

"If you say so, then I won't be polite." Although Li Cheng颐 said that he was going to pay, he didn't even take his hand out of his pocket, obviously determined to freeload.

In the past two years, he had purchased goods from Niya more than once, but each time she waived the bill.

With such a large total amount of orders being waived all the time, he suspected that Niya's father was indirectly investing in him.

So later, Li Cheng颐 accepted various goods and property with peace of mind, as a matter of course.

In the past two years, he had also laid out many backhands in Lu Dian City. Several gangs in the slums had been secretly controlled by him, and the number of people who had been left with seeds of consciousness had reached more than two hundred.

Among these people, there were a few seedlings with very good potential, who were very likely to complete the sublimation and condense the Ren Mian Yuan Shen Jian (Human-Faced Nascent Soul Sword).

He was now constantly concerned about those few seedlings.

Before long, all the wisteria flowers in the carriage were unloaded.

The truck left, and Niya also got in the car, waving to the group as she followed it back.

Leaving the office, the truck drove all the way, soon passed through the city, crossed a small river, and entered a vast and expansive grassland.

In the center of the grassland, a huge castle, brown all over, appeared before everyone's eyes.

Niya got out of the car, transferred to a white three-wheeled car, and drove wobbly towards the castle.

Soon, she arrived at the fountain pool in front of the castle.

Niya got out of the car and ran towards a man with slicked-back gray hair standing by the pool, talking to someone.

"Father!" she shouted cheerfully.

"You're back? Out there scattering money again?" The man turned his head, revealing a serious and cold face with a large nose.

His nose was big, very similar to his daughter's appearance. Anyone could tell they were related at a glance.

"Anyway, it's my own private money. You said you wouldn't care how I spend it," Niya said with a smile, shaking her finger a few times.

"Mainly, how much can you spend like that? You could scatter it for a lifetime and it still wouldn't be one percent of the increase. I've told you so many times, spending money is an art, you need to learn. Forget it, I don't have time to take care of you. Be careful lately, those people from White Praise have infiltrated the Federation. They're arresting people everywhere. I can't stay for a few days this time, I have to go to the Holy Light Empire soon."

He really didn't have the energy to care about what his daughter was doing. As long as she was safe, nothing else mattered.

What was important now was that the Bai Se Li Zan (White Praise) were becoming increasingly strong, forcing many empires and orders to unite and fight against them.

As one of the leading merchants in the Federation, he was secretly one of the six branch managers of the Holy Light Empire's Chamber of Commerce organization here. At this time, he needed to prepare a large amount of various materials and resources for the Holy Light Empire.

There were too many rare and precious materials needed, many of which could not be bought with money. He needed to coordinate contacts everywhere.

At this time, he couldn't possibly have the energy to ask about his daughter spending her own private money on such trivial matters.

"I know. Don't worry, I've only used less than one-tenth of the allowance you gave me last time," Niya said gently. "But Father, please take care of yourself and don't work too hard and wear yourself out."

"I'm fine. Just a little tired."

Niya's father, Forman, reached out and gently pinched his daughter's cheek.

"It's all those madmen from Bai Se Li Zan (White Praise), who summon the demigods of the gods at every turn, want to destroy the world, and want to create a kingdom of God on earth, purifying all heretics. If they weren't so extreme, we wouldn't have to run around like this," he sighed.

"You've worked hard," Niya took the initiative to hold her father's hand and said softly.

"Anyway, safety is the top priority. I'm still relieved to have Hapson stay by your side to protect you. Remember, if you encounter trouble and danger that even Hapson can't handle, you must use the Shui Heng Zhi Yu (Eternal Rain) on your neck as soon as possible," Forman instructed.

"Yes. I remember."