Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny novel Chapter 1247

Chapter 1247: Chapter 1244: Xing Family Descendant, Inheritor of the Daoist Arts (2nd Update)

Cold words, an extremely firm attitude.

Yet, Xue An burst into laughter.

To him, this boy, but fifteen or sixteen years old, was like a little cat whose territory had been violated, only able to display his presence in such a fierce manner.

However, his laughter only made the boy more displeased. His eyebrows raised, a Talisman Spell suddenly appeared above Xue An’s head, then he spoke in a cold voice.

"What are you laughing at?"

Xue An’s laughter subsided, his gaze swept over the Talisman Spell, and then he spoke lightly, "Nothing much. I just think that I am merely a passerby. Is there a need for you to value me so highly?"

The boy snorted coldly, not responding to Xue An’s words, but took a step back, allowing the Talisman Spell to dissipate into nothingness before he turned and walked away.

It was not until he had reached the door that he spoke without turning his head: "Whether you are just a passerby or not doesn’t matter! Although I don’t know why grandpa let you stay, you must behave yourself, otherwise... that Talisman Spell just now is not vegetarian!"

After speaking, the boy then strode away.

Xue An watched the boy’s retreating figure, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into a faint smile, a slight glint flickering in his eyes, he muttered softly.

"Quite interesting! That Talisman Spell just now was actually a genuine Daoist Family technique! It seems this little town is not so simple after all!"

At the same time,

The boy had already returned to the room, where the old man had fallen into a deep sleep leaning against the wall.

Seeing this, the boy tiptoed inside.

Even though his movements were extremely light, he still woke the old man.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Is everything settled?"

The boy silently nodded, then walked beside the old man, skillfully beginning to massage his back.

While massaging, light emanated from the boy’s palms.

No matter how hard he tried, this light only hovered on the surface of the old man’s back, unable to penetrate.

The old man chuckled, "Alright, Yushu, stop wasting spiritual power in vain!"

Yushu remained silent, but a shade of sadness and worry flashed across his lowered eyes.

The old man gently said, "Yushu, are you puzzled about why I let this stranger stay?"

Yushu remained silent for a moment, then replied, "If grandpa made such a decision, there must be a reason. Yushu dares not speculate!"

The old man laughed, "Silly child, your gloomy temperament can easily hurt yourself!"

Yushu trembled slightly but did not speak.

"I can’t see through this young man’s origins either!" the old man softly said at this moment.

Yushu was startled.

"But although I can’t see through him, I have an intuition that this young man is definitely not a bad person! Moreover..."

A solemn look appeared in the old man’s eyes, "Last night, I sensed a powerful sinister energy coming from outside the city, its strength enormous, definitely not ordinary ghost — it has to be at least a True Immortal level Demon Ghost!"

Hearing it was a True Immortal level Demon Ghost, the boy’s expression drastically changed.

"Very good! You may go rest now," the old man said tiredly.

The boy silently stood up, turned, and left the room.

Watching Xing Yushu’s retreating figure, the old man’s eyes showed indulgence and heartache, thinking silently.

Yushu, these responsibilities might be too heavy for you, but as a descendant of the Xing Family, it has been destined from the moment you were born, so Grandfather can only be... unemotional like this.

Meanwhile.

Xue An raised his head and looked toward the distant Vermilion Tower, let out a light sigh, and spoke lightly, "Drawing Talisman Spells with blood, to the point of exhausting one’s vital essence, and already inflicted with a strange poison before, surviving till now is indeed a miracle!"

The moment Xue An laid eyes on the old man, he knew that he didn’t have much longer to live.

Because he was already struck with a strange poison, yet he drained his vital essence to craft Talisman Spells. Clearly, all those Talisman Spells outside the city were his work.

In such a situation, even Xue An couldn’t save his life.

At that moment, a little head suddenly peered out of the window, curiously watching Xue An inside the room.

Xue An was slightly startled, then smiled.

It was the same child he had seen in the street during the day.

Looking at the girl who was slightly older than his own daughter, yet due to prolonged malnutrition, her figure was extremely frail, Xue An couldn’t help but sigh. Then he reached out his hand to pull out a handful of candies and passed them through the window.

"Here, little miss, your brother invites you to have some candy!"