Chapter 404: Should I give this king an explanation?

"The Xuantian Sect has already destroyed many families for the sake of its Legacy. This is not the misfortune you brought; you are not a bringer of calamity, but rather a person blessed with Luck, favored by fate."

Li Xuanfeng looked at the little girl, whose brows were etched with sorrow, and said softly.

An Ya's small face was filled with confusion and daze. Ever since she could remember, apart from her grandmother, father, and mother, everyone else called her a bringer of calamity, saying she was the source of misfortune. Many people in the Family, some of whom she had barely met a few times, blamed her after suffering great bad Luck.

They said her birth was a mistake, that for every day she stayed in the Family, the Luck of its members would diminish because of her. So later, her Family was forced to move to the most remote area within the Family's sphere of influence.

An Ya couldn't believe that she was favored by fate and blessed with Luck.

"It's all my fault. I caused their deaths; I killed my father, mother, and grandmother."

After a moment of daze, An Ya lowered her head sadly, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Those who cursed her were right; she was a bringer of calamity. Everyone died because they were close to her.

They died because they came close to her and were afflicted by misfortune. It was all her fault.

Even if it was the Xuantian Sect that Li Xuanfeng mentioned, who killed these people, it was still due to the misfortune she brought upon herself.

Seeing this, Li Xuanfeng said no more. He knew that An Ya was consumed by self-blame due to the passing of her loved ones, believing it was all her fault. Changing this mindset would take time.

Reaching out and swiping through the air, a phantom image materialized. Based on the information gathered from the Soul-Snatching Art, Li Xuanfeng presented the general course of events to An Ya through this visual display.

Of course, he omitted some unnecessary details, merely using it to inform her of the truth.

The little girl stood rooted to the spot after watching.

The little girl, who should have maintained her innocence and enjoyed a happy childhood, had suffered intense malice from the outside world since she was young. Thus, she always acted cautiously around people, and a faint sorrow perpetually lingered between her delicate brows.

After her loved ones left her, that sorrow transformed into profound grief.

Now, Li Xuanfeng saw something new in her eyes—hatred!

Regarding this, Li Xuanfeng could only sigh inwardly. To quickly guide An Ya out of her self-blame, he had to let her know the truth, and knowing the truth would inevitably cause her to harbor hatred.

The two figures, one large and one small, fell into silence together in the shadows at the end of the long street.

After a long while, the little one finally composed herself and looked at Li Xuanfeng, as if wanting to reconfirm, she asked, "Big Brother… is it really not me who brought misfortune upon everyone?"

Li Xuanfeng looked at her and nodded seriously.

"Come with me!"

Li Xuanfeng extended the invitation again, then stood up on his own accord, walked out of the shadow-shrouded corner, and stepped into the bustling, brightly lit area.

Then he stopped and turned around.

An Ya's small figure was still enveloped in shadow. She took a step and walked towards Li Xuanfeng.

But at the boundary between shadow and light, she stopped.

In the bustling lights, people came and went, with constant laughter and joy, but for An Ya, it felt like an unreachable world.

Li Xuanfeng said nothing, just quietly watched her and extended his hand to her.

"Big Brother…"

An Ya looked at Li Xuanfeng. The figures of people coming and going in the lights gradually faded, leaving only the Big Brother smiling and reaching out to her.

Tears welled up in her eyes. For the first time since the three people who loved her most had passed away, a smile appeared on An Ya's face.

She lifted her small feet and crossed that dividing line, walking towards Li Xuanfeng, moving faster and faster, until finally she was jogging to his side.

Li Xuanfeng's palm naturally hung down, and An Ya stretched out her small hand, barely grasping the tip of his index finger.

An Ya gripped Li Xuanfeng's fingertip with some force, as if afraid that if she let go even slightly, Li Xuanfeng would leave her.

"Let's go."

Li Xuanfeng merely smiled and led An Ya towards the bustling and bright long street.

"It's you again, inauspicious one!"

"Why are you out again?!"

"Didn't I tell you to get lost? What are you doing running out?!"

"Who are you, and what are you doing bringing her here?"

"Get out quickly, take her and get out, don't spread bad Luck to others!"

Piercing voices rang out, and the words "inauspicious one" immediately caused panic in the crowd. Everyone scattered, pulling away as if avoiding a snake or scorpion.

However, An Ya did not see this scene.

She held Li Xuanfeng tightly, seeing the surrounding pedestrians coming and going, seemingly treating her as air, completely oblivious to her. Such a situation was absolutely impossible for her.

An Ya knew this must be Big Brother's doing, but she didn't speak, just gripped Li Xuanfeng's hand a little tighter.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you bringing the bringer of calamity into the crowd?!"

"Why aren't you speaking? What is your purpose?!"

"Quickly throw her away!"

"Make her die quickly!"

"Don't let your sympathy get the better of you and kill others!"

"You fool who doesn't know death, how dare you approach the bringer of calamity!"

Angry shouts surged from all directions, engulfing Li Xuanfeng and An Ya. An Ya couldn't see this, so she was completely unaware.

Li Xuanfeng's expression was calm as he led An Ya forward unhurriedly.

Although everyone was cursing and scolding, no one dared to step forward. No one wanted to be tainted by misfortune. They cursed while widening their distance, avoiding Li Xuanfeng and An Ya.

An invisible Divine Sense permeated, covering the entire area, and everyone's expressions were clearly displayed in Li Xuanfeng's Divine Sense perception.

"Have any of you been affected by her and encountered misfortune?"

Li Xuanfeng finally spoke, his faint voice reaching everyone's ears.

"Where are you from, Cultivator? Many people have been harmed by her!"

"She is an inauspicious person; she should commit suicide and not harm others!"

"What if we haven't encountered misfortune? Do we have to be entangled by misfortune after getting close to her to know regret?"

"Stop your damn nonsense! If you want to die, go die by yourself. Don't bring her out to harm people!"

"You'd best kill her before misfortune kills you too, and give everyone peace of mind!"

"If I wasn't afraid of being tainted by bad Luck, I would have slapped her to death long ago!"

Each voice clearly entered Li Xuanfeng's ears.

The expressions of those people were also clearly captured in his eyes.

He knew that there were Cultivators arranged by the Xuantian Sect in the crowd, deliberately inciting emotions. Their purpose was to make An Ya universally condemned, to make everyone intensely dislike her.

The Xuantian Sect secretly killed people close to An Ya, creating various bizarre accidents. At first, no one connected it to An Ya bringing misfortune, until some Cultivators from the Xuantian Sect deliberately spread such rumors, which created the current situation.

In order to quickly drive An Ya to extreme sorrow and make her weary of the world, these fellows had put in a lot of effort.

Under the cover of his Divine Sense, they could no longer hide.

"Can't you hear me, damn it? I'm telling you…"

A Cultivator in the crowd roared at Li Xuanfeng, but when Li Xuanfeng's indifferent gaze fell upon him, his voice abruptly stopped.

Immediately after, to the terrified gazes of everyone, that person began to disintegrate from head to toe, turning into ashes little by little.

Not only him, but all the Cultivators locked onto by Li Xuanfeng's Divine Sense and sentenced to death were enveloped by an invisible force at this moment, turning into dust before everyone's eyes.

The bustling street instantly fell silent.

There were many Mortals present, and the vast majority were low-level Cultivators. They had never seen such a terrifying scene.

Just a glance, and someone turned to dust. How powerful must Li Xuanfeng be?

A Harmony Realm Cultivator?

A Life and Death Realm Cultivator?

Or the legendary King Realm Cultivator?

Endless dread spread through everyone's hearts. Some wanted to flee, to shout, but found all their strength drained, rooted to the spot and unable to move.

Just as everyone was at a loss, unsure what Li Xuanfeng would do next, a faint voice echoed over the city of Da Xuan.

"Your Excellency, treating my Xuantian Sect's Cultivators in such a manner, shouldn't you give this King an explanation?"