A few people around immediately cast strange glances at him, but most of the looks directed at Chu Mo carried a touch of sympathy.

The "Three Hands" of Ninth City were said to be part of an organization. Ordinary people, even if they discovered their belongings had been stolen, would dare not speak out for fear of not being able to leave the city.

There were even rumors that these underground forces in the Ninth City were actually under the City Lord's command.

Of course, none of these claims had been verified.

Chu Mo ignored the various looks from those people and shook off the small hand. It looked like a dried-up chicken claw, with hardly any flesh on it. Holding that hand, you couldn't even tell if it belonged to a boy or a girl.

After shaking off the small hand, Chu Mo walked on. As he walked, his eyebrows involuntarily wrinkled. He stopped in his tracks.

That's because, after having their hand shaken off, the child did not leave but instead followed him.

Chu Mo stopped, spoke indifferently, "I told you, all my money is in my storage ring. Stop following me. Or, do you want this skewer of candied hawthorns?" As he said this, Chu Mo regained his composure, looking faintly at the pale and skinny child behind him.

The child looked to be about ten years old and appeared severely malnourished. At least from appearances, Chu Mo could not tell if the child was a boy or a girl.

The child just stared at Chu Mo, their eyes filled with a pleading light.

"What do you want to do?" Chu Mo suddenly grew a bit interested in this child.

Because the Heaven's Mirror actually began issuing a warning!

If the Heaven's Mirror took the initiative to warn him, there must be a threat to Chu Mo.

A child who lacked any aura of a cultivator, the only threat they could pose to him would likely be poison.

But the issue was, let alone Chu Mo's current level, where he had almost reached an invulnerability to all poisons, just considering the treasures on him... He had the Chaos Furnace, Quasi-Saint medicines, and Supreme elixirs! Any one of them could easily defend against dreadful poisons.

In this world, there really weren't many poisons that could affect him.

The child just stared at Chu Mo, not speaking. After a long while, they showed a touch of surprise and crisply said, "Why haven't you fallen over?"

It was a girl.

Chu Mo was exasperated, staring incredulously at this tomboyish little girl, "If I had fallen over, what would you want to do?"

"Didn't you say you have a storage ring? Those with storage rings are cultivators, and moreover, great cultivators. If I poisoned you, everything on you would be mine." The tomboy licked her lips, her eyes filled with puzzlement: "But why are you fine?"

Chu Mo looked at the tomboy, his eyes growing cold: "Do you realize that by using poison to try and kill me for my possessions, I could justifiably kill you now?"

"You wouldn't." The tomboy said confidently and clearly: "Because you wouldn't dare!"

"I wouldn't dare?" Chu Mo watched the dirty-faced tomboy with a hint of amusement: "Please, tell me why I wouldn't dare to do that?"

"Because behind me, there's a very powerful force. If you dare to touch me, they will kill you!" The tomboy was very confident.

"A powerful force?" Chu Mo shook his head with a chuckle: "Are you referring to these people?"

With this, Chu Mo had not even moved, and several well-built cultivators emerged from the crowd... let's just call them cultivators, as each of them ranged from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core in their levels.

For ordinary mortals, such levels were considered very high, endowing them with considerable abilities. But in Chu Mo's eyes... ahem, such levels really couldn't be considered significant. He only needed a single thought to turn these people to ash.

The tomboy was initially puzzled, wasn't it agreed that they would only come out if she were in danger? Why were they appearing now?

The pedestrians on the street scattered in horror, few daring to stick around and watch the commotion.

At this moment, the tomboy began to look a bit smug, raising her head to look at Chu Mo: "Yes, them. Aren't you afraid? This isn't your turf; this is our turf! If we're provoked, we can make life and death unbearable for you! Hey, seeing as you're a cultivator too, and since we're all fellow Daoists, just hand over your storage ring obediently, and I might let you live."

"Cultivator? Fellow Daoist?" Chu Mo nearly laughed out loud.

The tomboy glared at Chu Mo in anger: "Are you looking down on me?"

"Yes." Chu Mo nodded: "You haven't even reached Foundation Establishment, why should I respect you?"

The tomboy's face instantly fell, wearing an expression of gloom, but then she lifted her head, looking seriously at Chu Mo: "So what? Wasn't Chu Mo not at Foundation Establishment level when he entered the Cultivation Realm? Chu Mo, do you know? The young Heavenly King of the Heavenly Realm! Never mind, a person like you who doesn't even know what the Spirit Realm is, probably hasn't heard of his great name."

Chu Mo's lips twitched, feeling somewhat at a loss for words.

The tomboy said, "So, don't look down on people, I am a bloodline genius who can enter the Illusionary Spirit Realm!"

Chu Mo gave a wry smile, then took a glance at her with the Firmament Divine Mirror, and the next moment, Chu Mo couldn't smile anymore.

"Purple bloodline, innate realm, born with a phoenix physique, the pinnacle of body constitution for the Daoist Realm."

The innate realm, that goes without saying, even a child who has not reached Foundation Establishment. Not even considered a cultivator. But this purple bloodline, phoenix physique at the peak of the Daoist Realm constitution... indeed startled Chu Mo.

This feeling, it was a bit like finding a shiny gold nugget in a desert full of yellow sand. No, even more exaggerated, like finding an enormous gold mine!

How could this be possible?

Chu Mo indeed felt it was inconceivable. He hadn't taken this little brat seriously before, just a thief controlled by others. How could she have such terrifying talent?

It was simply too illogical!

No wonder this little lass dared to bring up the Illusionary Spirit Realm directly. It turned out she could truly enter it just like he could back in his day when he was not even a cultivator!

She is a true genius! Even in Chu Mo's eyes, this tomboy-like little lass, once she grows up, would have more potential than those young adults and the like!

Such a genius, actually buried in an ordinary place like this, became a little thief skilled in intimidation and poisoning? And here, not a single person could see her potential? That doesn't seem right either! Are those cultivators at the Jindan Stage and Primordial Infant Stage all blind? Can they really not see the extraordinariness of this little girl?

Chu Mo muttered to himself, then looked at the tomboy; without the Firmament Divine Mirror, even someone of his realm would indeed find it difficult to see through her true talent.

So that's how it is. Chu Mo thought to himself: It's not that the Jindan or Primordial Infant stage cultivators lack insight, but they truly cannot discern the potential of this tomboy. Perhaps no one in this entire city can enter the Illusionary Spirit Realm, let alone know what kind of place it is.

This might seem unbelievable, but if you consider Ninth City as a city of the Spirit Realm or Mortal Realm, it's not hard to understand.

Chu Mo looked at the tomboy and asked with a smile, "Have you mentioned the Illusionary Spirit Realm to anyone?"

"What's it to you?" The tomboy looked at Chu Mo warily and warned, "I don't fancy you, you're so ugly and old, don't even think about hitting on me!"

"..." Chu Mo was at a loss for words.

The tomboy scratched her head, then frowningly looked at Chu Mo again and suddenly said, "That's not right, you know about the Illusionary Spirit Realm? Do you really know?"

Excitement glimmered in her eyes as she said, "You really know, don't you? That's great, you can help me explain to them that I can really enter that magical world, they don't believe what I said!"

Chu Mo asked, "When did you find out you could go there?"

"I've been able to since I was a kid!" said the tomboy naturally: "About three years ago, I was already able to go there. But no one believed me, they all said it was a dream. A hallucination. I told them, none of them trust me."

Saying that, she turned to the dozen or so people who came over and surrounded them, "Right? Huh? What's... what's wrong with you all?"

The tomboy, belatedly aware, just now suddenly realized that something was very wrong with these people. Standing there, their eyes glazed, as if they were soulless. She immediately backed away, looking at Chu Mo with a face full of horror: "What sorcery did you use? Why aren't they moving? Are you... not human?"

"You're the one who's not human!" Chu Mo's mouth twitched slightly, somewhat helplessly looking at the girl, then asked, "Do you have any family?"

"I won't give in to you! I... I don't fancy you!" The tomboy finally realized that this young uncle was tremendously scary. He had rendered these "great cultivators" who could dominate Ninth City completely immobile. The little schemes in her mind vanished in an instant. Now she only wanted to quickly escape this place, then report to her boss.

"You look like a bean sprout, all dark and skinny, how could I fancy you?" Chu Mo glared: "I'm asking you, do you want to cultivate with me?"

"Cultivate? With you?" The tomboy still harbored a deep grudge against Chu Mo for the evil deeds of the Ping Family, cursing in her heart: You're the bean sprout, you're the one dark and skinny!

"Yeah, I'm really powerful." Chu Mo pointed with a finger, and the noise of the whole street suddenly ceased, everyone stood there, maintaining the actions they were just performing, as if they had turned into statues.

The tomboy was stunned, her face full of shock as she looked at the scenes around her, then went to the side of a big, burly man who was lifting one leg, she circled around twice with agile movements, taking a wallet off him and casually put it into her own pocket.

Chu Mo was also stunned by the sight, and as the tomboy was about to take the wallet of a second person who looked wealthy, he immediately stopped her: "What are you doing?"

"Taking money!" The tomboy replied as if it was completely natural, rolling her eyes at Chu Mo: "Such a good opportunity, if I don't swipe a bit more, won't that be a huge loss?"

"You..." Chu Mo suddenly felt a headache coming on, this tomboy... was clearly just a little ruffian with lots of bad habits! He frowned and said firmly, "Put the wallet back, or I'll freeze you here forever!"

The tomboy was startled, looking at Chu Mo with a face full of horror. Seeing Chu Mo maintaining a stern face, quite frightening, she carefully put the wallet back, then pouted and stood there, visibly displeased.

"I wanted to show you my abilities, not to let you steal money!" Chu Mo said, casually waving his hand, and everyone was instantly able to move again. A few unlucky ones, who had half a leg outstretched, suddenly could move again and even took a tumble. They all got up, confusedly, thinking they had been tripped.

The tomboy watched with shining eyes, thinking to herself if she learned these skills, wouldn't all the people on the streets become her wallets?

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