It doesn't matter if your souls are scattered, as long as you die.

Yun Li clearly saw the resentment in Min Miaomiao's eyes. "Sure enough, there isn't a single good one among the Jiazigou bloodline."

Upon hearing her words, Min Miaomiao was certain that she was the murderer.

He reached out and tried to push Yun Li away, but couldn't budge him at all. Surprised for a moment, he turned and ran to the left.

How could Yun Li possibly give her a chance to escape? He punched her directly.

"what!"

Min Miaomiao let out a scream and fell face-first to the ground.

At the critical moment of life and death, she ignored the pain and struggled to get up, but before she could fully stand up, Yun Li kicked her down again.

With hands and feet moving together and a look of terror on its face, it crawled forward with all its might, trying to get as far away from the demon behind it as possible.

Suddenly, something pierced her neck, and everything went black before her eyes; she knew nothing more.

Yun Li got up, scanned the surroundings with his mental energy, and then dragged Min Miaomiao by one foot toward a secluded spot 300 meters away.

……

At 8 p.m., at the entrance of Bijin Mountain, the security guards at the gate saw the headlights of the approaching car from afar and immediately sprang into action.

People stood on both sides of the large iron gate, holding onto it, ready to pull it open at any moment.

Two more people stood in front of the large iron gate. When the car approached and stopped, the two security guards registered the vehicle's license plate and then respectfully stepped aside.

The large iron gate opened at the same time, and the vehicles passed through.

After the car drove away, one of them scratched his head and muttered in confusion, "Why does Miss Miaomiao seem to have shrunk so much?"

"What are you muttering about?"

The person holding the registration book tapped him on the shoulder and waved to the other two, signaling them to close the door.

The man shook his head; he must have been mistaken, since it was dark.

……

As the moon rose high in the sky, a figure appeared on the quiet mountain path.

He opened his palm, and a drop of blood floated in the air before drifting away in one direction.

The figure followed closely behind the blood droplet.

There are twelve households living on Bijin Mountain, with each household at least two miles apart.

This is, of course, a straight-line distance.

Yun Li followed the blood droplet for more than ten minutes before realizing that they had entered an undeveloped wilderness area with no road ahead.

She glanced speechlessly at the drop of blood. "Can't you even find your way around?"

The blood droplets all point in straight lines.

Yun Li scanned the entire mountain with his spiritual power; the road twisted and turned in many directions.

These twelve households live in different parts of the mountain, some halfway up the mountain and some at the top.

The terrain is somewhat complicated, but this complexity is man-made. If Yun Li didn't have the mental strength to see the whole area, he would definitely get lost.

At this point, even the blood droplets were no longer effective, so Yun Li had to resort to the most rudimentary method.

We went to each family one by one, letting the blood droplets identify them.

Can you believe it?

Of the twelve households, Yunli only visited five in one night.

There is no Jiazigou bloodline among them.

Yun Li was eating breakfast in the space, admiring the route planning of these wealthy people.

The houses here aren't places where you can go straight to the next stop after arriving at one stop. Instead, you have to backtrack and go to other intersections before you can choose which other stop to go to.

There was no way to run around in the mountains during the day, so Yunli could only wait until night. After eating and drinking her fill, she went to sleep.

……

"Brother, there's no seafood to collect here."

Nine-year-old Yun Xingwan was being pulled along by her brother while carrying an iron bucket, struggling as she looked in the direction they were going.

Although the beach there is very large, for some reason, there is not much seafood.

She shook off her brother's hand, sighed like a little adult, and said, "Brother, you can't be lazy. Our family is very, very poor. We have to have a harvest every day."

The thirteen-year-old brother, Yun Muchen, chuckled twice, "Little sister, your brother isn't lazy or lying. There really are good stuff over there."

He picked up the iron bucket and pulled his sister along, saying, "Trust your brother. I came here to play yesterday afternoon and saw lots of clams and scallops over there."

"Then why didn't you pick it up yesterday?" Yun Xingwan clearly didn't believe him.

"It was too late yesterday, and I didn't bring a metal bucket, so I had nowhere to put them and didn't pick them up."

Yun Xingwan rolled her eyes. She thought her brother was lying. "Then why don't you just take your clothes off and put them in your pockets?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Muchen became agitated, "How can that be? The clothes I wore yesterday were my best piece of clothing."

Upon hearing this, Yun Xingwan fell silent. Her family was so poor that any clothes that weren't patched were considered good clothes.

It's right for my brother to take care of his clothes.

"Little sister, look!"

Yun Muchen's exclamation suddenly rang out, and Yun Xingwan snapped out of her sorrowful thoughts of poverty. She looked up and saw that the ground was covered with scallops, clams, and oysters.

"My God! How can there be so many?"

"Hehe, I wasn't lying to you, was I!"

Yun Muchen bent down to pick them up, and Yun Xingwan followed suit, squatting down to pick them up as well. The two siblings laughed heartily as they picked them up.

They didn't make a sound, afraid that someone would hear them and come over, and then they wouldn't be able to collect as much as they wanted.

Although these ordinary seafood items are not valuable, there are so many of them that if you collect them all, it would be quite a fortune.

Soon, the bucket was full. Yun Xingwan said to her brother, "Brother, take this bucket back and call Dad, Mom, Uncle, and Aunt over."

"Okay, I got it!" Yun Muchen lifted the bucket and was about to leave when the girl grabbed him.

The boy turned around. "What's wrong with your sister?"

"Wait a moment!"

Yun Xingwan looked around and saw a clump of seaweed in the distance. She quickly ran over and soon returned with a handful of seaweed.

She placed the seaweed she brought back on top of the bucket and fiddled with it, now completely covering the opening of the bucket.

"Alright, brother, hurry back."

Upon seeing the seaweed on the bucket, Yun Muchen immediately understood his sister's intention. He gave a heavy "hmm" and ran off with the bucket.

Even after her brother passed away, Yun Xingwan continued to collect the items, piling them all together.

She was calculating in her mind how much she could earn if she picked up everything here today.

As the sun rose higher, Yun Muchen arrived with his parents, uncle, aunt, cousin, and their family.

"Good heavens, Xingwan, you picked up such a huge pile all by yourself?" Aunt Jin exclaimed in surprise.

"Xingwan, you're amazing!" her cousin Li Jinghong exclaimed, his eyes shining.

As soon as the group arrived, the first thing that caught their eye was a pile of scallops and clams.

Seeing the stunned group of people, Yun Xingwan quickly said, "Mom and Dad, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Brother Jinghong, don't just stand there, hurry up and pick them up!"

After her reminder, everyone sprang into action.

Li Tang, who is Yun Xingwan's father, put the scallops and other items that Yun Xingwan had collected into the bucket he brought.

Everyone else went to pick them up.

After filling two buckets, and seeing that there were still some left to fill, Li Tang whispered, "I'll take two buckets back first, and come back later."

No one looked up; they just waved.

After Li Tang left, Yun Xingwan's second uncle, Li Ming, picked through the rubble for a while and then filled two buckets and carried them back home.

"It's really strange. This place is like a dead zone; no goods have landed here for over a decade. How come there are so many today?"

My aunt kept asking questions as she picked them up.

The girl's mother, Yun Guiyue, shook her head. "I don't know what's going on. It's really strange."

"Xingwan, what made you decide to come here to go beachcombing today?"