Supreme Martial God of the City

Ye Tian stood at the entrance, using the Creation Divine Eye to see this scene, and he couldn't help but feel a deep sadness.

A girl wearing a purple dress, with her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, had a delicate and captivating face, smooth and white skin like condensed milk, and a body that resembled pure white porcelain. Her figure was as graceful as a willow, with prominent curves and long, slender legs, making her extremely attractive.

The girl's nose was as sculpted as a work of art, her eyebrows like ink strokes, and her lips like cherries, as if she had stepped out of a comic book.

However, it was a pity that under her long, dark eyelashes, her eyes, which once should have been clear and bright, were now dull and gray, with no trace of color, like still water. Yet, this added a touch of fragile beauty to her.

The girl was sitting on a tool similar to a wheelchair from the secular world, but it was made of wood, exquisite in its craftsmanship. It seemed to operate with spiritual energy, making it very agile and easy to maneuver.

The purple-clad girl's long legs lay inert on the wheelchair, pale but lifeless, dull with deathly stillness, suggesting they hadn't moved in a long time.

In front of the girl was a little yellow monkey, holding a Spirit Fruit, amusingly nibbling on it. Occasionally, it stretched out its arms to offer the fruit to the girl, but she shook her head, refusing to take it.

"Little Monkey, you should go now!"

"Don't come anymore. Because of me, many have already died. You really shouldn't come back."

"Take these fruits back to your parents."

The purple-clad girl's eyes welled up with tears at some point. She took out four or five Spirit Fruits from her chest and handed them to the little monkey.

The little monkey jumped up and down excitedly, raising and shaking its arms as if performing tricks to make the girl happy, but she did not smile; instead, she became even sadder.

"Oh oh oh~~"

Suddenly, two larger yellow monkeys jumped down from the wall, grabbing the little monkey, roaring and glaring at the girl angrily. However, after seeing the Spirit Fruit in the little monkey's hands, they stepped back a few paces.

Soon, the little monkey was forced to submit under the mother monkey's strength and was taken away, far, far away, never to return.

"Goodbye, little monkey." The purple-clad girl suddenly laughed, a bright smile on her face as she watched the little monkey leave and waved her hand. Her eyes were still gray. "From now on, Xiaozi is alone again."

The wheelchair slowly turned towards the towering wooden gate. The girl looked reluctant but helpless because if the little monkey continued to play with her, it too would die.

"Creak creak~~~"

The gate was slowly pushed open by Ye Tian, who suddenly felt a strong urge to hold this girl in his arms, as if she was the girl he loved most in his past life, or even in his previous reincarnation.

"Who…? It sounds like the gate was opened. Did I mishear?" The purple-clad girl murmured softly, her scattered hair falling over her ear. She shook her head, and her hair fell again. "No one has come in two years, Xiaozi, your ears must be failing too!"

The purple-clad girl seemed to be talking to herself, her tone very bitter. She pushed the wheelchair to move back inside the room.

Hearing the girl's words, Ye Tian couldn't help but feel like crying. No one had visited in two years?? Had she been confined in this small house for two years without ever stepping outside, to the point where she couldn't believe anyone would enter?

She was truly too lonely. For a girl whose eyes could only see darkness, this was too cruel, and her legs were crippled, too.

"Old Bai, do you think Ye Tian's luck with women is extraordinary? Everywhere he goes, he meets such exceptional beauties."

"The last time, that Hu Ling'er had the bloodline of the Nine-tailed Spirit Fox, the strongest in the Universe, and her beauty was no less than that of any Goddess."

"And now this girl possesses the Curse Divine Body. Am I too ignorant about this world?"

Elder Hei looked at the purple-clothed girl, his pupils constricting sharply in shock.

Of course, Elder Hei hadn't yet met Lin Chumo, or he would go mad, for she had the Dream Body, a powerful physique ranked in the top ten of the Heavenly Divine Body List.

"Junior Sister?? Hello, I am newly arrived. Can we get to know each other?"

Ye Tian's voice was very gentle as he choked out his words to the back of the purple-clad girl.

The purple-clad girl's body trembled at the sound, the calmness in her eyes stirring with a slight ripple. She slowly raised her hands, as if unsure where to place them.

Ye Tian cautiously walked over, and the wheelchair slowly turned around, moving towards him.

"You... How did you get in!!" The purple-clad girl's eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings, her slender brows curving gracefully. She reached out her hands, groping in the air.

She felt an aura, warm and gentle as jade, as calm as the wind and clouds, with an immortal grace, otherworldly and serene, making her feel at ease and without hostility.

"I am a new disciple of Star Peak. My name is Ye Tian." As Ye Tian got closer, he saw how deeply lonely her eyes were, and his nose tingled with emotion. "What is your name? Can we get to know each other?"

This time, Ye Tian didn't hide his name. He was afraid that this blind girl wouldn't find him after he left—and she would be very sad.

"Me?? Uncle Zhan said my name is Zi Qingcheng." The purple-clad girl twirled a strand of her hair shyly. "You can call me Xiaozi."

"Zi Qingcheng, a name as beautiful as you." Ye Tian nodded, squatting down to look into her gray eyes, feeling a pang of sorrow for what had cruelly taken her once-clear eyes from her.

"Can I call you Brother Tian? Your presence makes me feel close." Xiaozi said excitedly, "You are the first person to come here in two years."

"Since Uncle Zhan drove away those bad guys, letting me live here, I haven't seen anyone in a long time."

"I am really happy."

Xiaozi lowered her head sadly, but immediately lifted it, her eyes narrowing into crescents.

"Of course, you can call me whatever you like." Ye Tian reached out and stroked Zi Qingcheng's hair, his tone full of affection.

Suddenly, Zi Qingcheng seemed to remember something. Uncle Zhan said she couldn't let anyone get close or they would die. Her hands trembled as she removed Ye Tian's hand and turned to leave in her wheelchair.

"Brother Tian, you should leave and never come back," Zi Qingcheng said with a choked voice, full of reluctance. "Uncle Zhan said I would curse others and shouldn't get close to you, otherwise you would die."

For two years, she had lived alone in this small house, stepping outside only to retrieve the spiritual medicines and fruits brought by Xing Zhan Tian, without ever interacting with anyone else.

Feeling Xiaozi's deep reluctance, Ye Tian stood up, grasping the wheelchair's handles gently, "Let me take you out to play, okay?"