Little Lily hopped around cutting grass while casually answering Henry Foster's questions.

As they walked and talked, they gradually reached the edge of the manor. This was already the boundary where the The Old Woman in Black had set up a forbidden formation and strictly ordered that Henry Foster and Little Lily must not cross. It was also the farthest the two of them usually ventured...

Henry Foster was racking his brains, wondering what else he could ask so he could go back to Niutou Village and scare those bumpkins, but he simply couldn't come up with any new questions. After all, he hadn't officially started cultivating yet and didn't have that many doubts. Just then, he suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly, and the hairs on his body stood on end. Instinctively, he looked up to the west.

From his vantage point, the west was just a bright sky, with nothing unusual.

But suddenly, a loud boom came from the west. The western sky suddenly rippled, as if cracks had appeared on an icy surface. In the next instant, another loud boom sounded—"crack!"—and the sky was shattered.

On the ground around them, a dozen or so formation flags were shaken by a tremendous force, leaping from the earth into the air, then being violently torn apart, fluttering like black butterflies. In the next moment, several black figures appeared in the previously empty western sky—all tall men clad in black armor. Among them was a middle-aged Daoist in a blue robe.

At this moment, the Daoist casually swept his sleeve forward. The immense force not only tore apart the formation that The Old Woman in Black had set outside, but the aftershock surged forward with a roar, heading straight for Henry Foster and Little Lily, who were standing near the breach!

"This is bad, enemies have come to our door..."

Henry Foster was instantly terrified, his whole body turning cold and his legs going numb. He turned to run.

But above his head, that huge sleeve came crashing down like a black dragon, covering dozens of yards. With his short little legs, how far could he possibly run? Looking back, he saw that Little Lily was so frightened she was frozen in place, not moving at all.

Without even time to toss a coin, Henry Foster turned and hugged Little Lily, shielding her beneath him.

It wasn't that he didn't want to run—there simply wasn't time...

Chapter Six: A Misunderstanding

"Whoosh!"

That huge sleeve smashed through the outer formation, and the remaining force couldn't be stopped, coming straight down from above.

The shockwave from that sleeve shattered the surrounding rocks to powder—let alone two little children?

Facing that sleeve, even Little Lily felt an indescribable terror!

She did have some cultivation, but the power of that sleeve was far beyond what she could withstand. So this time, she was truly stunned. But just as she was dazed, Henry Foster's thin body suddenly hugged her. In her blank gaze, she saw Henry Foster let out a loud cry, his little face twisted, desperately stretching his arm up into the air!

It looked as if he was trying to hold up that black dragon with one arm!

"Whoosh!"

On Henry Foster's left arm was that silver centipede chain. At that moment, a series of blood-red runes suddenly lit up on the silver centipede. Henry Foster's body turned completely red, and it seemed you could faintly hear a howling wind from inside him—the sound of his blood and energy rushing rapidly, being quickly absorbed by the silver centipede.

As the silver centipede instantly absorbed enough blood energy, a silver shadow suddenly shot out from Henry Foster's left arm, transforming into a centipede seven or eight yards long, charging into the air.

"Crash..."

The silver centipede shadow collided solidly with the blue-robed Daoist's sleeve. The tremendous force swept in all directions, sending even more formation flags flying, and carving a huge circle into the ground, stripping away layers of grass.

Even the black-armored guards in midair were forced back several steps. The only ones unmoved were the blue-robed Daoist, Henry Foster, and Little Lily.

"A flying centipede? This is..."

The blue-robed Daoist clearly hadn't expected this. In fact, after breaking the surrounding formation, he had immediately seen Henry Foster and Little Lily at the edge. Startled, he was already hastily withdrawing his power, only worried that he might not pull back fast enough and would harm the young lady below. But he never expected that the inconspicuous little boy would rush out and use such an evil treasure to block him.

Astonished, he could only use the momentum to retreat quickly, shouting loudly at the same time.

Seeing that the silver centipede was still eager to attack him, he hurriedly drew his hands together, preparing to strike again.

At this moment, Henry Foster was even more dizzy and confused. He had no idea what was happening and couldn't control the centipede at all. He only felt his blood and energy draining rapidly, all being sucked away by the centipede, as if not even a single drop would be left.

"Stop!"

Fortunately, at that moment, an angry shout rang out from the main wing of the manor. Two figures burst through the roof, tiles and weeds flying, and shot into the air.