Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

Just then, a traveling troupe of opera performers, with their families in tow, were making their way along the path by the pool.

The cart was piled high with boxes and props; the old man coughed, the child cried, and everyone's face showed the weariness of traveling.

The troupe leader, Luo Hui, was a middle-aged man with a dark complexion.

He frowned, head down, planning his next business venture.

"Daddy! Someone has fallen into the water!"

His daughter suddenly cried out.

Her eyes were bright and lively; she was about five or six years old and wore an ill-fitting bright red robe. Her little face was full of anxiety as she pointed her tiny finger towards the edge of a distant pool.

It was pointing directly at Shen Moyan, who had just stood up from the water.

Luo Hui looked up sharply upon hearing the sound, initially thinking it was some unfortunate person who was either suicidal or had accidentally fallen.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a child.

The opera troupe traveled all over the country, and they were always ready to help in times of emergency. Without thinking twice, Luo Hui shouted:

"What are you standing there for? Quick, save them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed to the edge of the pool and was about to jump into the water to pull the person out without saying a word.

Several young men around him also realized what was happening and joined in.

Just then, Shen Moyan activated his magic power, and the moisture around him was instantly evaporated, causing his clothes and hair to move without wind.

Seeing Luo Hui about to plunge into the icy water, Shen Moyan frowned slightly, not wanting to get entangled with mortals any further, and even less wanting to explain.

So he lightly touched the water's surface with the tip of his foot.

The next instant, to the horrified gazes of the opera troupe, Shen Moyan's figure rose more than ten feet into the air and floated lightly above the pool!

It was sunset, and the afterglow of the setting sun bathed him in a golden glow.

Her wet clothes had dried, and she was composed, a stark contrast to her slightly disheveled appearance in the water.

"this……"

Luo Hui, who was about to dive, suddenly stopped and looked up at the scene. His pupils contracted, his lips moved, and he was frozen in place as if he had been frozen in place.

The members of the opera troupe behind him, whether they were burly martial arts actors or delicate female actors, were all terrified out of their wits. They instantly knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly, their bodies trembling like leaves.

"Immortal... Immortal Master!"

"The Water God has appeared!"

"Spare us! Immortal Master, spare us! We were blind!"

The little girl who had screamed earlier was now stunned, forgetting her fear and forgetting to kneel like an adult.

She stood there, her small body tilted back, her big, dark eyes wide open, staring unblinkingly at Shen Moyan, who was suspended in mid-air, bathed in golden light.

There was no fear in those eyes, only pure longing.

Shen Moyan gazed at these mortals.

As the troupe leader, Luo Hui actually possessed a certain level of cultivation, but not much; he was only at the second level of Qi Gathering.

The others were either scattered and only at the first level of Qi gathering, or had no cultivation at all.

It seems the Origin Preaching Monument has a wide influence. Apart from the people raised in the nursery, ordinary people in other parts of the world have a certain level of cultivation.

Shen Moyan was about to turn and leave, but paused slightly. His divine sense swept over the still-shaken opera troupe, but his gaze fell on the little girl who had just spoken up to warn him.

The girl looked thin and her appearance was just average, with a round, chubby face.

But it was no coincidence that he was able to react before the adults and see Shen Moyan still in the water.

Although Shen Moyan's current abilities do not allow him to perceive the so-called Daoist essence, he can see the bloodlines of all living beings and filter out the mediocre and the talented.

In his divine sense, he vaguely sensed that deep within the girl's bloodline lay a faint yet ancient and subtle fluctuation.

The fluctuation was so faint as to be almost negligible; if the people from the academy were here, they might be able to detect it.

"Special bloodline..."

"It resembles some kind of mythical bird."

Shen Moyan did not know what bloodline it was or what it was.

He flashed forward, taking the Azure Wave Step, and appeared silently in front of the girl who was staring up at him in a daze.

The members of the opera troupe were terrified when they saw him appear and disappear so mysteriously.

The high-level cultivators in this world are capricious; if they are not under the Holy Court's watchful eye, they can do whatever they want.

An older boy, seemingly her brother, quickly shielded the girl behind him, his face filled with determination.

"Immortal Master, my younger sister is frail and weak, please..."

"What's your name?" he asked in a deep voice, ignoring the boy.

"Luo... Hanchan".

The little girl stared blankly at Shen Moyan.

She suddenly lowered her head, her face flushed red, and she began to cough uncontrollably.

The boy beside her looked anxious and quickly took out a few spirit stone fragments from his pouch and placed them on Luo Hanchan's chest.

The pure spiritual energy was absorbed by Luo Hanchan, which relieved her cough.

Upon seeing this, Shen Moyan raised an eyebrow.

Having crammed at the academy in his previous life, Shen Moyan had gained a certain understanding of the cultivation world.

The bloodline in Luo Hanchan's body is extraordinary.

If there were no spirit stones to continuously supply her with spiritual energy, this girl would definitely die young and not live to adulthood.

He had heard of some special bloodlines that remained dormant until they were fully awakened.

Once awakened, their strength will undergo a dramatic transformation.

It is possible to transcend the mortal realm in one step, gather and differentiate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with a wave of the hand, and even cross borders to overpower the Purple Mansion.

"Interesting." Shen Moyan's interest was piqued, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Sensing the subtle tension, the boy beside Luo Hanchan immediately knelt down with a thud and said:

"Immortal Master, you are merciful and possess great supernatural powers! Please save my sister!"

He quickly pulled Luo Hanchan down and they both knelt before Shen Moyan.

The boy knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"My younger sister has been plagued by a serious illness since childhood. For the past five years, we have visited renowned doctors, but none of them have been able to cure her. They have only been able to use spirit stones to alleviate the symptoms, but this is like drinking poison to quench thirst, and my sister's health is deteriorating day by day..."

"Changting! This is ridiculous!"

Luo Hui's expression changed drastically.

What kind of existence is a Celestial Master in the Transcendent Realm? With just a thought, they could kill them all.

These ants, who at most only manage to extract gas from the second level, have no right to make demands of such a being.

Furthermore, cultivators value cause and effect. If the immortal master truly saved Luo Hanchan, how would they repay such a debt of gratitude?

"Immortal Master, my son..." Luo Hui was about to kowtow when Shen Moyan suddenly uttered two words:

"Granted."

Shen Moyan knew that if the opportunity arose, this girl was a rough gem that had never been carved.

"It is fate that we met. I grant your request." Shen Moyan said calmly.

He acts according to his conscience, and he's been in a good mood lately.

Today, the troupe leader is not a bad person, and the little girl happens to be quite clever.

Leaving a good impression on him is no difficult task. Moreover, by setting up this seemingly insignificant move today, he can study the girl's bloodline when it awakens, gain more supernatural abilities, and reap unexpected benefits afterward.

"Thank you, Immortal Master!" Luo Changting said with a joyful expression.

"Thank you, Immortal Master." Luo Hui's expression was complicated.

Shen Moyan took out a ginseng from his storage ring, channeled his magic power, and compressed it into a pill.