Lan Qingya let the visitor string them together and take them to the backyard of Lantingju.

There was a teleportation array next to the backyard gate, and the servants led them into the teleportation array.

With a flash of magic light, they appeared in a dense forest.

It was already dark, and the forest that had seemed so vibrant during the day now looked a little eerie and spooky.

There's someone waiting there.

It turned out to be a female cultivator.

Lan Qingya glanced at her quickly. Her facial features were soft and her temperament was gentle. She didn't stand out too much in the crowd.

Six points of beauty.

"So soon today?"

"Someone bought all these supplements."

"Such a big deal? Who is it?"

"Who is it? I know who he is since he's wearing a mask. He's rich and powerful anyway. Hurry up, and rest after you finish the work."

As he spoke, he handed over the jade slip in his hand and turned back.

The female cultivator who took over did not care about the contempt in his words. She pulled the rope with a kind and loving look on her face: "Don't be afraid, you are home."

Arrive home?

Lan Qingya watched her leading the group of children through the gloomy jungle and arriving outside a high wall.

This high wall is three points higher than the wall of Shengdu City.

What do you mean home? It's obviously going to jail.

The woman smiled and made a knot with her hands, and moved the children and herself inside the high wall.

Different from the lifeless place imagined, the high walls are surrounded by green forests, with birds singing and flowers blooming, presenting a lively scene of the mortal world.

Lan Qingya felt it and found it was spiritual power.

The woman said kindly, "My name is Fang Yuan, you can call me mother from now on."

Eleven retorted with a bad look: "I don't want to, you are not my mother!"

Fang Yuan maintained a gentle smile, but a hint of coldness flashed across her eyes: "Let's go."

As she said this, she turned around and led the group of children inside.

Lan Qingya understood that she was the breeder in charge of them.

They followed her obediently, without any crying children.

They have become accustomed to being sold like this.

Only Eleven was still staring at the back of Fang Yuan's head angrily.

Lan Qingya narrowed her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her.

Her cultivation level is not high, she is in the late stage of Jindan.

But it is enough to control this group of undisciplined children.

They were unable to resist this "mother" until they were "released".

Here, she is the absolute authority.

Fang Yuan led them to a garden with lush grass. She sat on a stone bench, raised her hand to the child in front of her, touched his forehead with her fingertips, and in an instant, an idea came to her.

The child looked bewildered, and the look he gave her became dependent: "Mother!"

Fang Yuan still had a gentle smile on her face. She patted his cheek, untied the rope that tied him, and motioned for him to wait aside.

Lan Qingya understood that she was clearing their memories, making them forget how they came here, accept her as their "mother", and stay here with peace of mind.

The memories and fantasies of their mother in these children's minds all became like Fang Yuan.

Ying Zhao suddenly turned around and looked at her, and she looked back at him.

It is very simple to break this spell. You just need to use your spiritual sense to block it the moment she casts the spell.

Their skills are higher than hers, and they can complete it in an instant without being discovered.

It's just a test of acting skills.

When Fang Yuan's finger touched Ying Zhao, he passed smoothly and glanced at Lan Qingya calmly.

The latter also walked forward obediently, and with a flash of inspiration, she showed ignorance and dependence: "Mother."

Much more realistic than he acted.

Ying Zhao snorted coldly.

Eleven behind him was very resistant to Fang Yuan just now, but became much more obedient after the spell was cast on him.

After clearing the minds of these twenty-odd children, Fang Yuan also untied all the children's restraints.

She smiled and led the group of children towards the town not far ahead.

The evil spirits are blocked by a barrier here, and the spiritual energy is abundant.

It is to allow these children to practice smoothly and grow into top-quality ingredients.

There are a dozen three-story pavilions in the town. At night, the lights are bright, and figures of all sizes are practicing quietly inside.

At a glance, there were hundreds of people.

They were taken to a separate pavilion, and Fang Yuan said kindly: "The first floor is where you sleep and eat, the second floor is where you practice, and the third floor is where you study."

"It's getting late today, and you must be tired, right?" She said with a wave of her hand, and the two round tables in the hall were instantly filled with all kinds of dishes.

The children were hungry and cold all the way, and they all stared at them.

Fang Yuan's eyes revealed tenderness: "Go eat."

The group of children rushed forward, disdain showed in Ying Zhao's eyes. Lan Qingya turned around and pulled him, causing him to stagger.

Just as he was about to glare at her, a bun was stuffed into his mouth.

Lan Qingya ate voraciously and raised her eyebrows at him warningly.

This is to keep him from revealing the truth.

Yingzhao could only pick up the bun and eat it in big mouthfuls.

Fu Feng has always been by Lan Qingya's side, and he does whatever she does.

Like a follower, but without any flaws.

Fang Yuan stood quietly by the side, observing the group of children calmly.

Children always have different personalities.

The spell can only make them forget where they came from and accept that she is their mother, but it will not interfere with their personalities.

She has been here for nearly a hundred years and has seen all kinds of children.

For example, the one who is good-looking, calm and self-possessed, and the one who is noisy and claims to be the boss.

No matter how good his character is, he is still just a child.

Not to mention more, they still have no personality.

It’s best to have no personality, so that it’s easier to control.

She waited for them to finish eating, waved her hand to collect the leftovers and the plates and bowls, and said with a smile: "It's your first day home, let's take a bath together!"

Then he led them to a mountain spring.

After washing them one by one, they were brought back to the previous three floors.

Lan Qingya had to say that she was very patient and thoughtful.

If this wasn't the demon world, she would have thought that Fang Yuan was just a kind female cultivator who took in a poor orphan.

"Okay, everyone is tired, right? Rest first. Mother will come to wake you up tomorrow."

She watched them all get on the big bunk bed obediently, and those who fell asleep quickly had their breathing even.

After closing the door and setting up restrictions, she turned and left.

After she left, Lan Qingya suddenly opened her eyes.

Ying Zhao, who was beside her, was lying on his side with his head supported by one hand, his burning eyes fixed on her face.

Lan Qingya glanced at him and he snorted coldly.

Hey, aren't you looking at me?

What are you unhappy about?

Are you still watching if you are unhappy?

Too lazy to argue with him, she turned over and Fu Feng on her right also sat up and looked at her.

"It seems today that Fang Yuan is the breeder here."

"She takes care of so many people by herself?"

Ying Zhao recalled that when he first entered the town, he saw people in more than a dozen three-story buildings from afar.

Lan Qingya pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps there are more than one cultivator here, and each of them is responsible for one or two buildings. Perhaps as they grow older, they can practice independently and do not need her to pay attention to them all the time."

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