Am I the only good person in this cultivation world?

Yao Han rubbed his forehead.

"Stop flattering me, did you hear what I just said?"

"I heard you clearly, I heard you clearly."

Yao Ailan nodded vigorously.

He nodded, then turned to look into the great formation.

He appeared calm and collected during the battle, but in reality, every step was fraught with danger, and he used every trick in the book.

The spirit stones were detonated to force them back into the area. The smoke helped the puppets rearrange the array flags. The fake flags were used as bait to repair the main array. The Fog Sea Echo Flute bought time, and a new small maze array was set up.

Thanks to the Wind Whispering Illusion Array, which exhausted the magical power and spiritual sense of these people, otherwise, if any link in the chain had failed, he would not have been able to capture this Foundation Establishment cultivator so easily.

The spell that enlarges Xiao Yuan and temporarily raises his cultivation level by one rank is called "Bloodline Inheritance Technique," specifically designed for spirit beasts. Yao Han had modified it in the past to make it more suitable for snake-type spirit beasts. It has no effect on Xiao Yuan himself, but it requires a high cultivation level and consumes a lot of mana.

He couldn't use it before, but now that his cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, he can barely use it a little.

All things considered, the losses were the puppet, some talismans and spirit stones, and a significant amount of mana was consumed.

Anyway, with his current spiritual strength, he can't control the extra one, so he won't feel bad about using it.

He couldn't defeat this person without paying a price, given the difference in their cultivation levels.

Inside the formation, the male cultivator surnamed Li had already fallen to the ground, lifeless.

Only the female cultivator surnamed Zhao was still struggling to hold on, but she only had a defensive magic artifact shaped like a jade plate left in her hand, which was almost broken and teetering on the verge of collapse, like a candle flickering in the wind.

Yao Han waited until her magical artifact shattered and she lost consciousness, then stopped the formation and placed a hand on her forehead.

What is Great-Grandpa doing? Yao Ailan was a little confused.

He maintained this posture for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before withdrawing his hand, pondering for a moment, and then turning to look at Ailan:

"Where's the candy this person gave you? Let me see it."

"Okay, sure."

Yao Ailan hurriedly took out a sugar cube wrapped in white paper from her pocket and handed it over.

Yao Han took it, examined it for a moment, tore off the candy coating, and fanned it with her hand to smell it:

"It is indeed the sugar cubes commonly sold in the market, but can you smell anything?"

"smell?"

Ailan blinked, and mimicking Yao Han, fanned her face with her hand:

"It smells like apricot, and a bit like the perfume my mom used. It's sweet, a little light, and quite pleasant, hehe."

"Hmm. I'll remember that, this smells like a mind-altering drug."

"..."

Alan's eyes widened.

"To be precise, it's a rather inferior form of mind-controlling powder. Pure mind-controlling powder is colorless and odorless, and inexperienced people can't detect it at all. This stuff is useless against cultivators above the third level of Qi Refining, but those below the third level can easily fall for it if they're not careful. If you smell it for a long time, it will make you drowsy, and if you take it, you'll become confused and obedient to others, with no power to resist."

Alan clutched her chest, feeling a lingering fear, because she had intended to save the candy for her family to try.

"I just searched the soul of this female cultivator."

Yao Han then changed the subject:

"These three are not members of the Righteous Alliance at all. They are just human traffickers using the name of the Righteous Alliance to deceive young, low-level rogue cultivators, with the aim of capturing them and taking them back to their masters for 'training'."

"But why didn't they just arrest me? Why did they make me lead them into the village...?"

"Their master was pressuring them."

Yao Han changed his hand gesture, and a flash of fire burned the sugar cube to ashes. A stronger odor rose up, and he used a Gentle Breeze Technique to disperse the poisonous smoke.

"Catching one is not enough, catching more would be better. They probably wanted to see if there were any other low-level rogue cultivators in this village with excellent spiritual roots like you, but they didn't expect to run into me."

Yao Han left out one sentence: "You're so gullible."

Alan fell completely silent, his head bowed low, lost in thought.

He sighed softly, intending to take the two men's storage bags away:

"Do you still think they are good people?"

Alan shook his head.

"Lan'er, your initial intentions were good, and this is the path I'm trying to follow. But people's hearts are treacherous, and you can't judge good or bad with just a few words. Trusting people too easily can come at a price. This is true in the secular world, and it's also true in the cultivation world."

"However, not everyone in this world is bad."

Yao Han recalled the scenes that had occurred at the Wanxiang Temple.

"Good and bad, right and wrong, you must use your eyes to see, your ears to hear, and your heart to discern, and judge for yourself. Leave kindness for good people, and let the wicked pay the price. You are still young, but you will understand as you see more."

Yao Han took out a spirit stone and held it in his hand to restore his magic power. He then raised the Burning Shadow Whip and slowly approached the fallen female cultivator.

"Great-great-grandfather, wait a minute!"

He paused, then asked, "What's wrong?"

"Could...could you give her to me?"

Alan clenched his fists, his eyes resolute, as if he had made a decision.

Yao Han raised an eyebrow:

"You don't have to do that."

"No, please, Great-Grandfather, hand her over to me to deal with!"

"Lan'er was ignorant of right and wrong and brought these villains into the village. If it weren't for my great-great-grandfather's intervention, I'm afraid not only I, but also my parents and brother would not have escaped this calamity."

"Lan'er... doesn't want to see what happened three years ago repeat itself."

"Now that we know how cruel the cultivation world is, we can't show any mercy, right?"

The two looked at each other. Yao Han stared into Ai Lan's eyes, his still-childish face now filled with determination and resolve.

I almost forgot, she's been through a lot too.

Such a temperament is truly commendable, far superior to what he had in his teens.

Yao Han nodded, put away the Burning Shadow Whip, and with a flick of his arm, drew the spear that had fallen to the ground into his hand:

"This spear is quite remarkable. It should be considered one of the best among high-grade magic weapons, and it is also fire-attribute, which is perfect for you."

Alan solemnly extended both hands and accepted the spear.

Then, Yao Han stopped talking, leaped away, and left the place.

However, he did not fly very far; he simply stood on a nearby peak, gazing at the scene from afar.

Watching Alan, her eyes red, plunge the spear into the female cultivator's chest, watching her bend over and vomit all over the ground, watching her use magic to dig a pit on the hillside, watching her cremate the people and pile up an inconspicuous grave mound.

By the time all this was done, it was already late, and the sun had set behind the trees.

Yao Ailan, carrying a long spear, walked towards Yao Han amidst the crimson sunset and bowed.

"Still want to come with me?"

"Sigh. If I say I don't want to, will their master come looking for me in a few days to settle scores?"

Yao Han chuckled, not expecting her to say that:

"That's unlikely. Their master has taken in many disciples... but calling them disciples is a euphemism; he uses various methods to threaten them and force them to work for him. Besides, this place is quite far from that person's residence, so he probably wouldn't have time to worry about it. You're thinking quite a lot."

"That's how it's always written in storybooks. After beating the young one, the old one comes; after beating the old one, an even older one comes."

"It's not impossible. Unfortunately, this 'master' is currently in dire straits himself and certainly can't take care of one or two disciples."

"Does your great-grandfather know who this person is?"

"It's just a guess, but it's probably pretty close. What, you still want to seek revenge? With our current cultivation levels, we're no match for him."

"What if I wait until I reach the Foundation Establishment stage? That won't work either?"

"At least when I reach the Core Formation stage, I'll be able to compete with 'him now'."

Ailan followed beside Yao Han, gazing thoughtfully at the distant mountains. After a long while, she suddenly spoke:

"When I grow up, I will definitely become a powerful cultivator. When that time comes, I will exterminate all the evil people in this world and stop everyone from suffering."

"it is good."

Yao Han smiled as the grandfather and grandson walked side by side in the sunset, a faint white line appearing between them.