What If I Can't Die?

by Legrev

Song Shi came to an immortal world where demons and monsters were rampant. He thought he was going to take a trepidatious road to immortality, but ended up awakening to a death-defying system, gaining strength from death and getting stronger every time he died. The whole style took a sudden change. Other people cultivated to seek immortality, but he was already immortal, and could

8. 91-100

91 Unlocking New Death Methods: Buried Alive and Suffocated

Just as Song Shi seized the opportunity to leave, the area above his head suddenly lit up and a sharp light streaked across the sky.

RUMBLE!

Amidst the deafening sound, he saw the black ship in the distance being directly cut into half by a power streak of Heavenly Sword Qi.

"So strong! No wonder they say that this person is the number one Sword King of the Great Qian Lord Dynasty!"

Song Shi exclaimed. He felt that this strike was very stunning and had a different kind of beauty to it!

"This is what men should pursue. If I only have a death wish then I am too unambitious"

He cursed himself for being useless. All he thought about previously was relying on the system to win in life.

After seeing these stronger existences, his mentality had changed.

It could be said that he had been stimulated. Things that he had felt content with could no longer satisfy his growing psychological needs.

At this moment, he wanted to pursue more. Otherwise, he would be no different from living like a salted fish1.

"I want to cultivate seriously and become a powerhouse by myself as much as possible!"

Song Shi had a serious expression as he secretly opened the system and increased his Comprehension with all his Freedom Attribute points. He wanted to use his powerful Comprehension to further study various cultivation techniques and divine powers.

Just as he was feeling smug, a certain bag on his waist fluctuated. Song Shi thought of something and took out a black alms bowl, placing it on the ground.

He formed a special seal and as a light flashed, the seven-colored centipede appeared in the alms bowl.

The originally sleeping centipede had already woken up. After Song Shi opened the seal, it suddenly shot out and landed on the poisonous insects.

A slaughter erupted. This centipede actually ate other poisonous insects as food. It killed a lot of them, scaring the other poisonous insects into fleeing.

"I thought it was going to run away. I guess it was just hungry."

Song Shi frowned as he watched the other party eat its fill. Then, it crawled back on its own and caused Song Shi to feel a little disgusted.

This thing did not seem to be of much use to him. He was not interested in being a poop-picker2 for this insect.

However, some fragments of Hei Duzi's memories appeared in his mind. This centipede seemed to have a connection with the alms bowl, which was why it came back on its own.

In that case, it could be used as a hidden weapon.

Without any time to study it, he sealed the alms bowl and put it away. Then, he set the resurrection point to resurrection on the spot.

He did not want to be resurrected here after he died. Not to mention that it was extremely far, it would be troublesome if he encountered the others here.

He left the Thousand Poisons Mountain Range in one breath and returned to the edge of the mountain range, which was the cave where Chen Yiling and the others were staying.

There was no one here anymore. Song Shi secretly frowned. Why didn't he take an extra communication talisman back then?

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"Forget it, I don't need the rewards."

Song Shi decided to give up on the reward. He did not want to stay here for long. Now that so many Golden Core cultivators and martial arts kings were here, he felt that danger could erupt at any time.

Just as he was about to walk out of the cave, he saw a few yellow talismans stuck at the entrance of the cave.

"What talisman is this? It looks a little familiar."

Song Shi was curious and thought that it was Chen Yiling's contact information.

In the next second, the runes lit up brightly. Flames appeared and emitted a dazzling light. An explosive force was released.

"Holy shit!"

Song Shi's pupils constricted. He remembered something at the last moment, but it was already too late!

Boom!

With a loud bang, the ground shook and the entire cave collapsed instantly. The cliff was even flattened by the explosion, filling half of the entire valley.

"You were killed by the explosion. Physique 10!"

"You have absorbed strength from death and obtained 5 Freedom Attribute Points!"

"You will be resurrected in three seconds!"

"No resurrection location set. Resurrection on the spot by default!"

"Ding… congratulations on being killed by a new target. You meet the motivation conditions. The lottery subsystem has been activated. If you kill the target within the specified time, you will be rewarded with one chance to draw the lottery."

Song Shi was actually killed by the explosion. His mid-grade Vajra Dharma Body could not even block it. It was obvious how terrifying the explosion was.

Moreover, this time, someone had used a talisman to blow him up on purpose, which he inferred from the system that had attributed the cause of his death to someone. There was a reward for killing this guy.

In the outside world.

"Killing one with an Explosive Talisman isn't bad."

At the end of the valley, a person wearing a fox mask appeared and looked at the results in satisfaction. Then, he turned invisible and decided to leave this useless place that was no longer able to be used for ambush.

Similar scenes were happening everywhere.

The people from Sky Demon Cult had not retreated completely. Instead, they hid and waited for the right time to secretly kill those who approached to investigate the situation.

This was the first time in the history of Great Qian that they had acted so arrogantly.

In the past, when they were dealing with these people, they would either hide or run away. This time, they actually dared to directly attack the cultivators affiliated with the Great Qian Dynasty and even dared to ambush them. This showed that the Sky Demon Cult's power was getting stronger and stronger, hence there was no need for their members to be too timid.

Just as the ambushers thought that Song Shi would definitely die, deep underground, amidst the countless gravel, Song Shi opened his eyes and subconsciously cursed, "Which old fox…"

After scolding, he hurriedly closed his eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

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He was being crushed by the gravel. His eyelids were covered in dust. When he opened his mouth, the gravel almost choked him to death.

A circle of golden light was released from his body and spread out, forming an energy shield that temporarily isolated him from the outside world.

...

He released the Nine Yang True Energy and shook off some of the dust on his body. He continued to curse, "Bastards of the Sky Demon Cult, setting traps everywhere to trap people. Are they all a group of orphans?"

Song Shi was furious.

In less than a day, he had died countless times. First he was ambushed last night, then, when he went to investigate the situation, he encountered the poison left behind by the poison master. Now, when he came back to look for Chen Yiling, he was killed by another explosion!

It was fine if he was killed head-on, but he kept being ambushed and died wrongfully. This was the most depressing thing.

"Don't let me catch you. If I do, I'll blast you into pieces too!"

Song Shi gritted his teeth. The person who killed him this time should not be too strong. Otherwise, he would not have used such a bomb-like explosive talisman to kill him indirectly .

He got up and wanted to deal with the sneaky ambusher, but he realized that he was being pressed down.

Even with his strength, he could not move much. His expression could not help but change into one of horror.

How deep was he buried for him to feel this way?

The surroundings were pitch-black. Song Shi probed with his divine consciousness and realized that there was only gravel and soil above his head. He could not even send divine sense out.

"I've been buried alive!"

...

This thought appeared in Song Shi's mind in horror. He hurriedly raised his hand and threw a punch.

BANG!

With a muffled sound, the stone shattered and buried him even more tightly.

Song Shi realized that he could not use brute force. At the very least, he could not rely on brute force to get out of the pit.

Instead, he arched his body as much as possible. His fingers turned into claws as he dug towards the area supported by large rocks.

Ordinary stones were like tofu in Song Shi's hands. They quickly shattered. Song Shi threw them behind him and used it to consolidate the tunnel.

Through this method, he managed to use the support of some rocks to slowly dig out a hole.

After digging for a while, he was panting and had difficulty breathing.

This was due to the lack of air and the lack of oxygen.

"I—"

Song Shi was experiencing the horror of being buried alive. An existence like him would still suffocate to death even if he had the strength to dig a hole.

"I just unlocked the death by being blown up and now I have to suffocate to death."

Song Shi smiled bitterly. Qi Refinement and Connate cultivators are not able to abstain from eating for a long time or hold their breath for long. Only when they reached the Foundation Establishment realm then would they no longer need to partake in these two vital activities.

He endured the pain of a lack of oxygen and sped up his digging. After holding on for a while, he fell to the ground in a daze and slowly died.

92 Finally Escaped

"Ding… you have been suffocated to death. Physique 1!"

"You have absorbed power from death and obtained 1 Freedom Attribute Points!"

"You will be resurrected in three seconds!"

"No resurrection location set. Resurrection on the spot by default!"

After Song Shi was resurrected, his expression did not look good.

From the low rewards it showed that suffocation was a very low-value death.

But what choice did he have?

Now that he was still buried alive, he was still severely lacking in oxygen due to being underground.

He subconsciously took deep breaths like a fish out of water. He looked a little depressed, "I haven't reached the Foundation Establishment realm and can't attain the Embryonic Breathing technique. Do I have to suffocate to death to get out?

"Wait, since I can abstain from breathing in the Foundation Establishment realm, can't I just cultivate?"

Song Shi opened the system and found the Connate Pure Yang Art that he had never cultivated before. After extracting it, a piece of cultivation technique information surged into his mind.

This was a cultivation technique that could perfect the Foundation Establishment realm. It was divided into 18 levels. The first 13 levels corresponded to the limit of Qi Refinement. The middle four levels corresponded to the four small levels of the Foundation Establishment realm. The last level was the method to condense the Golden Core.

He hurriedly studied the description of the Embryonic Breathing technique in the Foundation Establishment realm. After reading it, his face twitched. "It actually involves changing the way life moves and returning to the breathing state of the fetus…"

Song Shi suddenly felt that he was not cultivating immortality, but studying the mysteries of life. Furthermore, he was using himself as a research subject.

How f*cking risky was this? If he was not careful, he might end his own life.

For example, after knowing the specific situation of this Embryonic Breathing technique, he was certain that it was about the state of a person in their mother's body.

When humans were not born, the Embryonic Breathing technique was innate. However, after they were born, they would start to absorb the air in the world.

Now that he had been used to breathing for more than ten years without a mother, it seemed way too difficult for him to suddenly return to that state.

This was no longer a matter of Comprehension. It involved many complicated things, such as the science of life.

"Cultivation is so difficult!"

Song Shi finally understood one of the reasons why people like Elder Dou did not manage to reach the Foundation Establishment realm when their lifespan was about to run out.

This realm was really difficult to break through. It involved the transformation of life and had indeed transcended the abilities of mortals.

With this Embryonic Breathing technique, other than the fetus, who else could do it?

Even the fetus had to rely on its mother, but cultivators had to rely on themselves to reconstruct the life cycle!

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Song Shi's expression changed. He estimated that even if he relied on his Comprehension to figure it out, it would take more than a day or two.

During this period of time, he had been suffocated to death countless times.

Moreover, with this time, he probably could dig himself out.

"Let's just dig a hole!"

Song Shi smiled bitterly and endured the discomfort of the lack of oxygen. He raised his hand and circulated all his strength to dig.

Kacha kacha!

His fingers were like diamonds as he nimbly dug through the stone and soil in front of him. He was like a human-shaped pangolin as he advanced at a moderate speed.

At the same time, he calculated how long he could hold his breath.

One minute, two minutes… ten minutes, twenty minutes!

At 30 minutes, Song Shi's movements became slower and slower.

In reality, if he stayed still, he would be able to hold it in for a longer time. Now that he was circulating his energy to dig a hole, he could not hold his breath for long and would soon suffocate to death.

After resurrecting, he continued to move.

As he was deep underground, Song Shi's thoughts were isolated by the soil. He did not know the exact location at all. He could only randomly find a direction and dig upwards, relying on his luck.

After suffocating again, Song Shi frowned. "Why haven't I gotten out yet? Is my direction wrong?"

He tried to release his Divine sense, but he could only pass through a foot of soil. He could not go any further.

"The cave is in a rather steep valley. The explosion probably buried me for more than a hundred meters. I can dig ten meters each time I suffocate to death. I hope I can get out after suffocating six more times."

After some estimation, Song Shi continued to move.

"I'm a pangolin. I love to dig tunnels."

Song Shi muttered to himself in boredom. He then realized that he had mastered his claw techniques without a teacher as he continued digging endlessly.

After digging up another ten meters, he suddenly encountered a huge rock barrier. After hitting it a few times, he did not manage to penetrate it.

"It can't be. Did he encounter an extremely large rock? Or did he dig into the mountain?"

Song Shi's face darkened. He tried to dig a few more times, but the rock did not crumble. It was too sturdy. Although he could still dig, he could only change directions to dig around it.

A full day later, in the valley that had been razed to the ground, there was a loud bang. A place suddenly exploded, and a hand reached out.

Then, a dusty head appeared and took a deep breath.

"I'm finally out!"

Song Shi looked at the sky that he had not seen for a long time. He had never felt that breathing could be so beautiful.

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He exerted a little force and crawled out of the ground. He compared his surroundings according to the direction of the passageway and found many large rocks. He was speechless.

"Damn it, I've dug eight big rocks underground. No wonder I couldn't come out."

He crushed the stone in his hand into powder and gritted his teeth. "The guy who blew me up, you have successfully provoked my killing intent. If I don't kill you, my surname isn't Song!"

Cursing, he took out the Invisibility Talisman and stuck it on his body before leaving quickly.

...

This time, he had learned his lesson. He should rely on the power of the Invisibility Talisman to leave safely.

He didn't want to waste any time in this godforsaken place.

After leaving the collapsed valley and arriving at a high point, he discovered that the mountain range was in a mess.

Many primitive forests had been destroyed by the battle. Some were burned, some were shattered by powerful attacks and some were flattened by the aftershocks. From time to time, huge pits and various corpses could be seen scattered.

"The fight was quite intense, but it has nothing to do with me anymore!"

Song Shi retracted his gaze and turned around to see a team of silver-armored soldiers chasing after a few men in black.

After walking for a while, he encountered a team of people from the Demon Slayers Division rushing past.

He did not say a word and maintained his invisibility. He managed to not encounter any danger along the way and successfully left the Thousand Poisons Mountain Range.

After more than a hundred miles, the Invisibility Talisman turned into ashes with a puff.

"This was some good stuff, even though there's only one. I wonder if I can get something similar. If I can't, I don't mind buying one or two spares."

Song Shi heaved a sigh of relief. Only then did he notice that his clothes were tattered. He wanted to change his clothes, but he realized that the spare clothes were gone.

...

He could only buy a new set from the villages and towns along the way.

After advancing for more than ten miles, he encountered a village. When he walked over, he was stunned to see many people similar to him on the country road.

Everyone was dressed in ragged clothes, but these people were sallow and thin, as if they had been malnourished for a long time. Some of them could not even walk despite their walking sticks.

"A refugee…"

Song Shi recognized the identities of these people. Recently, war had been raging in Jinzhou, and the citizens there had been displaced. They could not survive there, so they naturally went to relatively safe places like Silken City.

Unfortunately, Silken City was in chaos now as well, these people would probably be very disappointed.

While Song Shi was deep in thought, an old man suddenly collapsed and passed away.

The surrounding people looked over and their eyes emitted a green light as they approached the body step by step.

"There's food!"

Someone muttered something that made Song Shi frown. His gaze landed on a skeleton by the side of the road. There were faint teeth marks on it.

93 Great Philanthropist

He knew that it was normal for such a thing to happen in this chaotic world. The problem was that since he had encountered it, should he continue to watch without any action?

After thinking for a while, he rolled his eyes and pointed above his head, "Look, there's an immortal in the sky!"

Some people were attracted and looked up in a daze. The people who approached the old man's corpse had food in their eyes and seemed to be uninterested.

Someone muttered, "What's there to see about immortals? It's these immortals who caused me to leave my hometown!"

"Immortals won't give me food. Why should we look at them!"

Not only were they not interested in immortals, but they were also resentful. Song Shi could only change his voice and say, "Heavens, there's really an immortal and a cow flying in the sky!"

Immortals who could fly could occasionally be seen in this chaotic world, but oxen who could fly were rare.

The remaining people finally raised their heads to take a look. After all, just looking did not take much effort.

Swoosh!

A gust of wind blew past.

The person who had been tricked by Song Shi into looking at the sky did not see anything. He even turned his head to look for it, but the sky was still empty.

"Where did this immortal come from?"

"Where's the flying cow?"

Some people realized that they had been deceived. When they looked down, the old man's corpse had already disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it, it was that kid who snatched our food just now!"

"He's there! Uh, he looks very powerful. Forget it."

Realizing that Song Shi could still disappear without a trace while carrying a person, the few guys with some stamina shut their mouths resentfully.

The moment Song Shi disappeared, the few of them started discussing.

"Another good-for-nothing. Fortunately, he didn't kill us this time, nor did he beat us up."

"This is already not bad. If we meet a chivalrous fellow, people like us will become infamous."

"Forget it. We'll reach Silkworm Village soon. I heard that this village is very rich. We should be able to fill our stomachs there."

The fleeing group quieted down again and walked forward weakly.

Song Shi stopped in the distance. His powerful Physique allowed him to hear these people's words. He said with a headache, "Although what I did was a little harmful towards them, I just have to have a clear conscience."

After digging a hole and burying the old man, he picked up a stone from the ground and played with it. He followed the fleeing people while his gaze moved to the side of the mountain path.

"If there was a choice, who would eat people?"

Muttering, Song Shi prepared to get some wild game for himself to try to solve the hunger of these people starving.

Just as he was looking for wild beasts, he heard a noise behind him. Song Shi turned around and saw a few hungry wolves digging the ground.

Wasn't that the spot where he buried the old man?

"Damn you!"

Song Shi swung his hand and the stone in his hand flew out forcefully.

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"Howl…"

The wild wolf was smashed to the ground and screamed in agony as its head bled out.

The other six wolves were shocked. They stopped and observed their surroundings. They then snarled cunningly and became vigilant.

A fireball fell from the sky.

Boom!

The scorching power was released and under the destructive explosion, these beasts were all killed.

Song Shi appeared beside the Wolf Corpse. He rubbed his chin and muttered, "It feels so good to blow things up!"

He couldn't help but think of the fun of setting off firecrackers when he was young. Now that he was using them to blow up wild wolves, he felt even better!

Currently, the fleeing refugees were moving extremely slowly as they were in a hungry state. But before they could go far, they were frightened by the explosion and stopped in their tracks.

"Was that an avalanche?"

They felt extremely uneasy.

"Wild wolves have fallen from the sky!"

A voice appeared in the forest behind them. Then, charred wolf corpses fell from the sky and landed in front of them.

They counted a total of seven burnt corpses.

The refugee's eyes widened, "What's going on?"

"Everyone gets a share. Don't let me see you fight over it."

Song Shi's voice sounded out leisurely, before everyone could react.

Someone had hunted wild wolves for them to eat!

"It's him!"

The people who had scolded Song Shi before were shocked. They hurriedly lowered their heads and thanked him. "Thank you, hero!"

Then, they swarmed forward and began to prepare the wolf corpses for consumption.

Song Shi saw some people drinking the wolves' blood directly and frowned slightly. In the end, he did not bother caring anymore.

He was just making amends for his actions.

Looking down at the mud pit where the old man's body was, Song Shi sighed. "Even if the same species don't eat corpses of their own kind in the wilderness, the other species will eat it. The best way is to cremate these corpses."

...

Song Shi smiled awkwardly and dug the old man out again.

The Fireball he generated turned it into ashes. Only then did Song Shi leave.

"Oh no, dozens of people were buried here last time. Could they have been eaten by wild beasts too…"

Song Shi suddenly thought of something and felt a little sorry for what probably happened.

After all, he had looted so many things from them.

However what happened had already happened, there was no way to salvage it now. Song Shi shook his head and decided to forget about it.

He took out a fasting pill and swallowed it to fill his stomach. He did not think about the wild animals eating the corpses he buried anymore.

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He felt that the wild animals nearby had probably eaten humans before. Upon thinking this, he felt a little disgusted and lost his appetite immediately.

"This fasting pill tastes really bad."

Song Shi savored the taste of the fasting pill. It was even worse than the so-called army ration biscuits.

He could only go to the village ahead to take a look to see if there was any food that could satisfy his hunger.

...

With him intimidating them, the refugees on the way did not dare to fight too much and all of them more or less obtained some wolf meat.

Song Shi quickly left these people and walked to the front. From afar, he saw smoke rising from a valley.

Amidst the smoke, one could see a few huts and courtyards. Judging from the material of these structures, they were not thatched huts. It could be inferred that this village could be considered rich.

The other refugees on the road were nowhere to be seen. After walking for a while, at the entrance of the village, a group of people was queuing up to receive porridge.

" Master Huang is so nice and benevolent. He sends porridge to us every day."

"Especially the Young Madam of the Huang family. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also very kind."

"Their family is really the manifestation of the living Buddha."

Hearing the discussions from afar, Song Shi knew that there were rich people here that were helping these refugees.

"This is a nice village."

He nodded and prepared to walk over and ask where the so-called Great Benevolent Master Huang was. He wanted to see if he could buy a set of clothes here and fill his stomach too.

"Kid, don't cut the line!"

A refugee saw Song Shi walking towards the front of the group and berated him loudly.

Song Shi took out a piece of silver and tossed it at him, "You are mistaken. I'm not a refugee."

Seeing the large piece of silver, the dissatisfied refugee tactfully shut up.

Song Shi flamboyantly took out his folding fan and waved it around. Although his clothes were tattered, his temperament and posture still gave him the air of a rich young master.

He stopped in front of the steaming pot, "Friends of the Huang family, can I see your master?"

"Master is not at home. Young Master can see Young Madam instead."

The person who served the porridge was a short and fat middle-aged man. He answered with a smile.

"Please introduce me."

Song Shi was polite. Suddenly, he smelled a strange fragrance, "What does this porridge smell so unique?"

Subconsciously, he glanced at the porridge in the big iron pot.

As he looked closely, he suddenly realized that there were densely packed insects rolling in the pot.

There were all kinds of insects, and they were still alive. However, they were all in an immobile state. As they rolled around in the pot, they appeared as porridge boiling from afar.

However, if one took a closer look, these worms were mostly maggots and made Song Shi feel especially nauseous.

"…"

Song Shi, who was waving his fan, paused and looked at the person who looked like he was drinking soup but was actually eating the worms.

The juice of the crushed bugs splashed out, but these people did not react at all. Instead, they seemed to enjoy it very much.

94 You're So Slutty

"Brother, is it good?"

Song Shi could not help but ask. He had never eaten worms before.

"Of course it's delicious. I think this is the most delicious porridge in the world. My body feels warm from eating it!"

The person he asked chuckled. His expression was simple, and he revealed a mouth that was missing two teeth. There was also some strange discoloration in his mouth.

"I can tell at a glance that you're a young master. This porridge probably does not appeal to you right? But for us, without this bit of porridge, many of us would starve to death."

A hunchbacked old woman who was queuing sighed, "A plague broke out in our hometown. People were dying everywhere. We didn't dare to stay there anymore. We could only escape here so that we won't get killed by the plague."

"I wasn't killed by the plague, but I almost starved to death!"

The middle-aged man who had just received the "porridge" snorted coldly. Then, he said gratefully to the Huang family's servants, "Fortunately, we were lucky to encounter a great benefactor in Silkworm Village. You know, all the villages we encountered previously chased us away."

The group of refugees echoed in agreement. They were all grateful to the kind Huang Master, who had given them porridge.

Song Shi was a little confused. Was this Huang Master really a kind person? Or was he a demon, or even a stranger being?

It couldn't be that they didn't have enough food that they had to catch insects for the refugees to eat, right?

Or was it a deliberate act to feed these refugees bugs?

According to the energy transmission efficiency of the ecological food chain, although these insects were nutritious, they required more energy to grow compared to producing normal human food like grains.

Of course, if these insects grew by eating leaves, then it would not consume much precious resources, since it was very difficult for humans to consume leaves.

Song Shi felt that no matter what the situation was, this village was not simple.

He looked at the back of the village. Mulberry trees were planted all over the mountains and plains. Some of the mulberry trees had very few leaves. They must have been picked before.

Were these mulberry leaves used to feed silkworms or the insects in the porridge?

Either way, there was something strange about this matter.

For example, why did Master Huang go through so much trouble to feed these people worms?

If he was really a kind person, wouldn't he provide actual food?

There was only one thing that was certain, and that was that this philanthropist was not simple.

No matter what the situation was, he felt that he had to escape.

The wind suddenly howled!

Song Shi muttered to himself and coughed, "Aiya, I suddenly realized that I dropped something. I'll go back and pick it up."

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Regardless of whether there was anything wrong with this village, he felt that he should at least set up the resurrection point outside of this place before investigating.

Otherwise, he might not be able to come out after entering this strange place.

"This young man has an extraordinary temperament. He must be a descendant of a large family, right?"

After taking a few steps, a seductive voice slowly sounded behind him.

Song Shi felt that his bones were about to melt. This sound was so seductive that it felt as though no matter how hard steel was, it would be softened by this sound as well.

The men who were among the refugees that were beside him were all stunned. Some of them even drooled.

"Young Madam!"

"Young Madam is here!"

"Young Madam is so beautiful!"

Many refugees, regardless of gender or age, looked at the source of the voice in fascination.

Song Shi, on the other hand, felt a pair of eyes lock onto him. He turned around awkwardly and saw the owner of the gentle voice. His eyes widened instinctively.

It wasn't because he was frightened, but because he saw a beautiful woman.

Behind the 'steaming' big iron pot, a young woman in a snow-white fur coat was walking over elegantly.

This woman had a voluptuous figure and was not tall. However, because she walked with her toes slightly swaying, she looked rather tall and had a unique and enchanting air about her.

Her face was long and slender, and her pair of slender fox eyes had a layer of pale yellow light. Her brows were filled with love, her skin was rosy and tender and her red lips were fiery. Her appearance has the power to urge one to become completely enchanted and infatuated with her.

"…"

Song Shi could tell at a glance that this woman was not human!

How could humans possess such strange eyes?

Moreover, although the other party's aura was hidden, it was definitely not ordinary. Rather, her aura felt kind of murderous.

Most importantly, he sensed danger from this woman. A great danger. He would only feel this way when he met a Golden Core Spiritual Master or a Martial arts king.

He kept his composure and his expression unchanged, "Yes, I have some background, but I'm not from what is considered a big family."

"Young Master, it's obvious that your background is not simple. After all, how many men can remain calm when they meet Heyu?"

The young woman pursed her lips and smiled lightly. Her pair of 'watermelons' were clearly swaying, revealing a snow-white color that made the refugees forget about their porridge.

"You don't sound like a good woman."

Song Shi pursed his lips. This woman must have seen that he was a cultivator, so there was no need for him to be secretive about his identity.

"Kid, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

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"How dare you slander Young Madam!"

"Apologize to First Madam immediately!"

With a bang, many were filled with righteous indignation. In a fit of anger, they smashed their bowls and rolled up their sleeves, wanting to teach Song Shi a lesson.

Seeing these guys' eyes turn red, Song Shi's face twitched. Why did he feel like this woman was using her beauty to control the hearts of these people?

...

"Everyone, don't be agitated. This young master is just misunderstood."

Huang Heyu smiled faintly. Her words made the people who wanted to beat Song Shi up stop in their tracks.

Song Shi was surprised. From the looks of it, she did not seem to have any ill intentions towards him.

"I wonder what the Young Master lost? We can search for it on your behalf."

Huang Heyu walked over gently. A certain part of her body trembled and carried a strong fragrance.

"This… forget it. It's only a few thousand taels of silver."

Seeing that he could not escape, Song Shi could only give up on his plan. He set the resurrection point at the entrance of the village and prepared to die.

He just did not know what this woman wanted to do. If she wanted to kill him, how would she kill him? Would she sleep with him until he died or eat him alive?

If it was the former, he wouldn't mind being able to taste this young woman.

"Young Master must be really wealthy. It's just that your clothes are a little inappropriate."

Huang Heyu's eyes flickered as she sized up Song Shi and chuckled. "If Young Master doesn't mind, why don't you come with me to the courtyard? Our village has been raising silkworms and using the silk for weaving for many years. We have good silk and can make exquisite clothes for the Young Master."

...

"Then I will have to trouble you."

Song Shi nodded. He wanted to see the background of this Huang family!

Song Shi, who had angered everyone, was actually invited over by the goddess in their hearts. The male refugees were extremely indignant.

"He probably used to be a rich man's son. He looks like us now. Why did you invite him only?"

"Brother, can't you tell that at least I'm very handsome?"

"Tsk, maybe you're just a silver wax spearhead that looks good but is useless!1"

Many men complained, but there were also some who secretly left in the direction Song Shi had come from.

Under everyone's envious gaze, Song Shi followed Huang Heyu to a unique courtyard in the mountains.

With the beauty standing so close beside him and her fragrance wafting in the air. Song Shi looked at Huang Heyu's good-looking face and wrinkled his nose. He subconsciously said, "You're so coquettish!"

95 This Craft Is Clearly Heaven's Gift to You

Song Shi was not afraid of death, so he spoke the truth.

This woman was indeed flirtatious and made his heart itch.

The truth often made people uncomfortable. Huang Heyu's smile froze upon hearing that.

She didn't like the sound of that.

"Does the Young Master usually talk like this?"

"More or less. I'm a blunt man."

"Has someone beaten you up for talking like this before?"

Song Shi thought about it carefully and shook his head, "Not yet."

Huang Heyu stopped and stared at Song Shi with a smile.

"Young Madam, are you going to make a move on me? That doesn't seem like what a good woman will do."

Song Shi coughed. This woman did not attack him just because he said something mean. It seemed that she was not a vicious person.

"Thank you for your praise, Young Master. I suppose I'm just a good woman."

Huang Heyu pursed his lips and walked into the courtyard. A servant came out to welcome him and said respectfully, "Young Madam."

Song Shi glanced at the manservant. He was young and had yet to reach adulthood. His expression was a little wooden. He did not know if it was because he was used to seeing the young madam every day or something, but he did not look infatuated like the men outside.

"Lil Seven, bring this young master to the guest room to take a bath and change his clothes."

Huang Heyu instructed.

"Yes, Young Madam."

Song Shi looked around along the way.

This courtyard was decorated richly. There were many red lanterns hanging, carved railings, jade buildings, rockeries and waterside pavilions scattered around. Dozens of people shuttled through it. Although it was not as rich as the original Song family's courtyard, it was not bad in comparison.

He followed the servant to a room and waited for the obedient maidservant to bring the water over. He then took off his storage bag and other things.

After preparing the water, the maid walked in with a towel and a stack of clothes. She placed them aside and finished preparing the soap and petals for the bath.

"Young Master, do you need my help?" The maidservant asked respectfully.

"No need. I'll do it myself."

Song Shi shook his head. He had never liked to be served and bathed by the servants.

"Yes, Young Master. If there's anything, you can call Lil Nine directly."

The maidservant left quietly.

Crash.

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Song Shi walked into the bucket and exclaimed, "Cold water? Shouldn't a normal person get hot water when bathing?"

He looked outside. It was late autumn, and the water was bone-piercingly cold.

However, he was already Yang in nature to begin with, so he did not say much and just washed up.

As he showered, he thought about all the strange things he had seen and was puzzled. "The situation doesn't look dangerous now. I wonder what will happen later."

The insects outside made Song Shi rather curious. As the cold bath water was a little unbearable. He secretly released his divine sense while bathing.

Right now, his Spiritual Power was quite strong and his Soul Consciousness could detect things more than one thousand feet away. However, as soon as he sent out his divine sense, he felt as if he had entered a fog.

"Array Formation Power?"

Song Shi was shocked and immediately felt that it did not seem like it.

He did not sense the unique fluctuations of the Array Formation.

"Great Yin Form Observation!"

Song Shi secretly used the trick of the Grand Moon Visualization Method to increase the power of his Spiritual Sense detection. Immediately, his thoughts fused with the Yin Qi of Heaven and Earth.

With the help of the wisps of Yin Qi in the world, his thoughts found a medium to converge on and he could finally detect what was outside in the fog.

Soon, his expression changed.

The originally magnificent courtyard became a little unreal, like an exquisite painting. The lantern outside the door looked like a piece of paper that was folded from a piece of construction paper. It was abnormally red.

The pavilions, rockeries, and fountains felt hollow at this moment. In the main room deep in the courtyard, a powerful aura was spreading and Song Shi did not dare to send his thoughts over.

Song Shi looked at the large wooden bucket in front of him in a daze. "I can't believe it. This courtyard is abnormal, but I can't see what its true appearance is."

He reached out and grabbed the edge of the wooden barrel. Upon touching it, he felt that it was wood, but under the visualization of the Yin Qi, it was actually as thin as a piece of paper.

"What's going on? Is it because of the angle of the Great Yin Visualization technique, or is this wooden barrel really made of paper?"

Song Shi was speechless. He originally thought that the person who ate the worms was deceived by illusions, but now, he could not tell the truth with his eyes either.

"I have to go out and take a look., but I don't really dare to probe too deeply here, nor can I investigate the situation entirely."

He washed dirty clothes in a few moves and got up to put on the yellow silk robe beside him.

"It fits quite well!"

Song Shi walked around. "It's just that it seems a little too frivolous. I still prefer white and blue."

Satisfied, he opened his fan and put on his storage ring. More than ten storage bags were tied to his waist as he walked out leisurely.

Huang Heyu was instructing the servants in the courtyard to move a few bundles of mulberry leaves down from the carriage. When she saw Song Shi, she praised, "Young Master is indeed talented."

"Are you guys raising bugs?"

Song Shi was curious.

...

"If the silkworm you're referring to is a bug , then yes we are."

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Huang Heyu pointed at a wooden house beside the courtyard, "There are snow silkworms inside. They're very picky about their food."

"Yes, silkworms are more delicate than normal bugs."

Song Shi nodded and touched his clothes. "This should be made from the silk spat out by your silkworms. It's indeed not bad."

"You think so, Young Master?"

Huang Heyu asked meaningfully.

Song Shi's heart skipped a beat. He smiled and said, "If it's not silk, what else can it be? Where's your Master and Young Master Huang?"

"In the main hall."

Huang Heyu pointed at the center of the courtyard. Behind the high threshold, in the thirty-foot-deep hall, an old man was sitting upright and smiling at Song Shi.

"My husband is not feeling well and is resting in the backyard. If the Young Master wants to see him, Heyu can bring you there."

"Since he is unwell, I won't disturb you both anymore. Thank you for your hospitality, Young Madam. I still have to go home, so I won't stay long."

...

"Young Master, what's the hurry? It's getting late. You should eat and rest for a night here before leaving. I'll arrange for a carriage and horse to send you back tomorrow."

Huang Heyu urged him to stay.

"This… I'll go out and take a look. The scenery in Silkworm Village looks pretty good."

Seeing that this woman did not want to let him go, Song Shi changed his method.

"I'll get the butler to follow you. I can also introduce you to the scenery of our village."

As soon as Huang Heyu finished speaking, a slightly hunched old man with a goatee appeared with a smile, "Young Master, please."

Song Shi's face twitched as he quietly walked out. He glanced at the two guards at the door and still felt that something was amiss.

He walked over to where the refugees were receiving their porridge.

His footsteps were very fast, but the goateed butler followed closely beside him.

Song Shi quietly came to the place where the porridge was distributed and stopped. He realized that the refugees had already eaten their fill and were sitting in the valley to rest.

He looked back at the manor and sighed, "What a beautiful manor. It's like a painting."

The goateed man nodded, "In our Silkworm Village, the Huang family's manor is the most beautiful."

"I wonder who crafted it?"

Song Shi was curious. "This craft is obviously a gift from the heavens."

Through the Great Yin Form Observation, he could already see the composition of the entire manor. It was a f*cking strange piece of art that was folded and cut with paper.

There were not many living people inside. The maidservants and servants were all paper figures. Even his clothes were cut out of yellow paper.

He did not expect to see these kinds of paper figurines in this world.

The goateed butler narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "As expected of someone personally invited by Young Madam. She has such good taste even at such a young age."

As Huang Heyu's real intention was revealed, the atmosphere instantly became a little tense.

At this moment, a refugee walked over and broke the tense atmosphere. He asked softly, "Young master, where did you lose the money?"

96 What Should I Do If I'm Born a Demon?

"…"

Song Shi was just making up an excuse. Was there really someone looking for the missing silver?

He pursed his lips, "I don't know. Someone probably picked it up already."

The latter looked regretful, but he did not believe it, "Young master, you're not lying to me, are you? You're really so rich that you don't care about the little bit you lost?"

!!

"Piss off!"

Song Shi was not interested in explaining anything to this person.

"The wealthy are heartless!"

As he cursed, the refugee retreated awkwardly.

The goateed butler smiled mockingly. "Mortals are all like this. If they don't have enough food, warmth, or women to satisfy their lust, they will spend their entire lives pursuing wealth and glory. In fact, even if most people run around and work hard all their lives they probably will never get what they want. What do you think, Young Master?"

"Such are men."

Seeing that the old man had revealed the true face of the Huangs, Song Shi walked into the village.

As he admired the surrounding scenery, he shrugged and asked, "Is there anything the butler wants to achieve?"

"There is. To become an immortal."

The butler knew that Song Shi had discovered their identities and did not pretend anymore. He walked side by side with Song Shi and revealed a yearning expression, "Only by becoming an immortal can one truly live forever."

"It's just that this path to becoming an immortal is too difficult. I don't know who else in the world can do it."

Song Shi was curious, "Can demons become immortals too?"

The goateed man looked deeply at Song Shi and said with a smile, "Why not? That's just a realm after all. It's just like how mortals think we're immortals, but in fact, we're just cultivators."

"That makes sense. We think that immortals are very far away, but in fact, immortals are only cultivators who are many realms higher than us."

Song Shi agreed with this concept.

"That's the logic. Unfortunately, how many of us can do it? I have to say that it's easier for you humans to become immortals in this world. As such, I'm very envious."

"So, you came to a human village and pretended to be humans to do things. Aren't you afraid of being killed and getting your demon cores taken?"

Song Shi's words made the butler's beard tremble. A fierce look appeared in his eyes, "You shouldn't say such things."

"Anyway, since I can't run away now, why can't I say it?"

Song Shi shrugged and looked at the butler from head to toe. He looked like a human. But with the help of his Great Yin Form Observation, he had already seen through this fellow's true form.

This person was actually an old ram demon spirit. His entire body emitted a dense murderous aura like a black cloud. His cultivation should be very powerful.

"So you're a demon too. In that case, the slutty aura I sensed just now was Huang Heyu's demonic aura?"

Song Shi sighed in his heart. These people who were in front of him were not evil spirits.

In reality, evil spirits wouldn't dare to be so bold in broad daylight.

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After all, they came out in broad daylight to do good deeds. Although in reality they were actually demons and not humans!

In the past, he did not have much knowledge regarding the concept of demons. Now that he did, and he had seen a few with his own eyes, he could not tell with the naked eye that this guy was not human.

"Hehe, you know your place. But now that you know our identities, how are you not afraid?"

The Ram demon sneered coldly.

"Will being afraid make me feel safer? Besides, I'll give you a sense of accomplishment if I show that afraid. So I don't feel like being too afraid of you all. At most, I'll just die in your hands."

Song Shi had a proud expression on his face. With his hands behind his back, he snorted and said, "Regardless if man is born in heaven or earth. He is destined to die. What matters is if he died with a heart heavier than a mountain or lighter than a feather."

The Ram demon was stunned by Song Shi's words and felt enlightened. He could not help but reveal a thoughtful expression as he carefully savored the logic behind it.

"He's shocked by that?"

Song Shi was originally only acting deliberately to be unafraid of death and keeping a cool composure. He did not expect this tactic to be able to shock this great demon.

"Looks like he's uncultured…"

He could vaguely guess some of their motives already.

"Young Master is indeed different from those refugees. You have knowledge and talent."

Huang Heyu appeared with a smile. It looked as if there were water ripples in her beautiful eyes as gentleness overflowed, as if she wanted to drown Song Shi in them.

"They're about to starve to death. How can they still have the mood or energy to think about or say such things?"

Song Shi did not feel that he had any talent. What he said was just certain things he had memorized from his studies in his past life.

"Young Master is so considerate. All the Elementary Scholars I met in the past despised these refugees in the mountains."

Huang Heyu sashayed over with admiration in her eyes.

Sensing that this woman's attitude towards him had improved by a lot, Song Shi suddenly understood what kind of person appealed to these demons.

He opened his fan and continued, "Everyone has their own fate. Some are born to be Marquis, some are born to be bandits, some are born to be free, and some are born to be rich… Every life in the world falls into the six divided paths. What they look down on are just the other party's lowly status."

"Young Master is really knowledgeable."

Huang Heyu suddenly felt that Song Shi's straightforwardness was also a kind of personality trait. She humbly asked, "What if someone was born a demon?"

Song Shi was speechless. He was not a life coach. Why did he have to answer such a deep question?

However, he still had to maintain his pretense. He coughed and said, "You have to be strong if you are born a demon."

"Seek self-improvement."

Huang Heyu was stunned for a moment and felt that what he said made sense. However, she still looked into the distance and asked, "Actually, I want to ask, should I be good or evil if I am a demon?"

"This has nothing to do with being a demon or a human. It depends on what you want to do. If you believe that good is greater than evil in this world, then do more good and don't provoke evil."

...

Song Shi's words were also testing if Huang Heyu was biased towards evil or good.

Huang Heyu looked like she was in deep thought. She thought of something and smiled brightly. "Alright!"

"Young Madam, the world is dangerous. I think it's better to be evil."

The Ram demon retorted.

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"Why can't we treat good with kindness and suppress evil with evil?"

Song Shi found it strange.

Both of their bodies trembled, and their eyes lit up. As if something had changed within them.

Huang Heyu's eyes became clearer and her flirtatious aura faded. The murderous aura on the Ram demon also decreased greatly.

"Are these two cultivating right now?"

Song Shi fell into deep thought. But why did demons come here to cultivate? Wasn't it very dangerous for them?

The demonic sects in the Thousand Poisons Mountain Range and the official cultivators of Great Qian were engaged in a fierce battle. If they discovered demonic beasts here, they would not mind refining elixirs with demon cores by killing demons like them.

...

"Thank you for your guidance, Young Master. Listening to your words has been better than being in the mortal world for ten years."

Huang Heyu bowed elegantly. It was obvious that she was sincerely thanking him.

"I admire Young Master's talent and knowledge."

The Ram demon also bowed.

Song Shi was dumbfounded. Was a few random words worth a heavy praise?

Seeing the confusion on Song Shi's face, Huang Heyu pursed his lips and smiled, "Young Master, please follow me."

Song Shi followed him to the backyard. There was an ancestral hall here, and coffins were placed inside.

Huang Heyu walked to an open coffin. There was a young man lying inside and he was no longer breathing.

"These are the real members of the Huang Family?"

Song Shi was speechless.

"Yes, the people of the Huang Family have already died from the plague a long time ago. Sigh, I was a little too late and didn't manage to save my benefactor."

Huang Heyu felt regretful.

"Benefactor?"

Song Shi could not help but look at the young man whose face was covered in a faint blush. He felt a little strange.

"That's him."

Huang Heyu walked over and touched the coffin, "Ten years ago, this Young Master Huang entered the prefecture to take the Imperial examination."

"He saved you on a thundering night?"

Song Shi instantly imagined many things.

"How did you know?"

Huang Heyu was surprised.

"Strange novels always have such plots. For example, a certain scholar saved an injured vixen, siren and then a demon will come to repay his kindness. I didn't expect this to really happen…"

Song Shi did not take it seriously.

"More or less. At that time, I was in the midst of my transformation into a human in the mountain and I was at the most crucial moment. This young master's book on morality and sageness helped me successfully step into the spirit path instead of the beast path where I would have been dogged by bad luck."

Huang Heyu explained the reason.

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"What's the difference?"

Song Shi did not know much about the cultivation method of demons. Hei Duzi was not strong enough and did not come into contact with them.

"According to the cultivator's description, the meat of demon beasts that cultivate their spirit is even more delicious than those who are just beasts. Those that walk the path of beasts have to be properly processed before they can be eaten. Otherwise, they will be poisonous to human cultivators."

Huang Heyu looked at Song Shi playfully. "Are you interested in eating us?"

"That's a very realistic description."

Song Shi could not help but laugh. He said regretfully, "However, I'm not qualified to eat Demon beasts yet. I've only eaten some Vicious beasts' meat."

"As expected, you humans love to eat."

When Huang Heyu saw Song Shi licking his lips, she knew that deep down, he definitely wanted to have a taste.

"It's the same for you demons. After all, obtaining food is an instinct of life."

Song Shi had nothing to be embarrassed about, "Why don't you give me a more orthodox difference?"

"Young Master should have come from a good background. Why haven't you heard of any?"

Huang Heyu was surprised.

"Wait, let me read."

Song Shi thought of the cultivation foundation encyclopedia that Liu Ruxue had given him. He only looked at what he could come into contact with and did not have the time to look at the rest.

Opening the catalog, his gaze fell on the section on demons and he found the corresponding page.

Demons were not human. They were classified into form and spirit.

Form demons cultivated their forms. According to their race, they were divided into demonic beasts, demonic birds, demonic insects and so on. They were often simply termed as demonic beasts. There were too many impurities in their flesh and blood that if they ate raw food, it would be poisonous. They had to refine their flesh, blood, baleful aura and murderous thoughts before they could eat it. Otherwise, it would damage their cultivation level.

Spirit demons cultivated their spirits. They were also divided into spirit beasts, spirit birds, spirit insects, and so on by their race. They ate raw food and were not poisonous. Their flesh and blood could be used as medicine.

Demon cores were top-notch ingredients for refining medicine, and demon cores in cultivation were even more of a top-notch ingredient.

The method to differentiate them was that Spirit Demon cultivators transform into a demon spirit. Otherwise, they would be a demon beast.

…

Huang Heyu and Old Demon Yang were also reading this introduction. They were rather speechless on how they should be prepared in order to be eaten.

"No matter what you humans record, do you have to specify the edibleness?"

Huang Heyu was a little curious.

"I don't know about that. In any case, my ancient book always records that down."

Song Shi looked at the back. They were all introductions of various common demonic beasts. There was no specific mention of the difference between the demonic spirit path and the demonic beast path.

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He retracted his gaze, "Is the Demon Spirit Path better than the Demon Beast Path?"

"There's no such thing as strictly good or bad. Spirit Dao cultivation is fast and you can have higher Comprehension. You can even learn the spells and divine powers of humans and integrate into human society to absorb cultivation experience. However, it's easier to be coveted by humans and demons alike."

Huang Heyu explained what she knew. "The beast path naturally means abandoning Comprehension and wisdom and continuing to cultivate using the primitive way. However, the speed is slow. In fact, you can treat demon spirits as becoming humans while being on the beast path will mean that one will remain a beast."

"Therefore, as a demon spirit, you have to treat yourself as a human and constantly interact with humans to learn from them."

Song Shi was enlightened.

"That's right. In the mountains, you don't know what people are, therefore by merely thinking of them as food. You would have no idea of the joys of life."

Huang Heyu sighed and looked at Song Shi with her beautiful eyes, "Young Master you have just allowed me to experience the joy of being a human. What you said just now was something I rarely hear from others. Every day, the strong prey on the weak. How can there be the peace and harmony within the human civilization, let alone people who have the time to talk about the principles of life?"

Song Shi glanced sideways. This was a vixen, a siren who only pursued to achieve.

Right, there was also a Ram.

He coughed, "Since Young Madam has gotten what she wants, shouldn't you let me go?"

"You're not even afraid of death. Why are you against staying another night?"

Huang Heyu rolled her eyes at Song Shi, "I want you to try my cooking."

"I'm afraid you are going to sleep with me."

Song Shi could not help but look at Huang Heyu's exaggerated figure.

This woman's style was completely different from Liu Ruxue's. One was as cold as a snow lotus, while the other was as gentle as a ripe peach.

Huang Heyu walked closer to Song Shi and blew out a fragrant wind. She wriggled his body and said in a charming voice, "Young Master, are you so afraid that I'll eat you?"

Song Shi realized that he was suddenly limp and his blood was boiling hot. He forced himself to say, "I'm afraid I can't help it."

"Hehe, Young Master is indeed straightforward. He looks so cute."

Huang Heyu pursed her lips and smiled. Her body trembled and waves of passion surged. She suddenly pointed at Song Shi's glabella, and the latter's body stiffened.

"What are you going to do?"

Song Shi frowned. What was the meaning behind this vixen's actions?

"Young Master has taught me a lot of his principles. How can I not repay him?"

Huang Heyu's expression was ambiguous, "Young Master, don't be afraid. I won't kill you. In fact, it will even benefit you."

"No, I'm not interested in you."

Song Shi did not like being passive in bed, especially with a demoness.

"Really?"

Huang Heyu smiled playfully and walked over to hug Song Shi. Three lumps of softness attacked him. Then, Song Shi seemed to have entered a dream and felt like he was in a daze.

In his dream, he was born in Silkworm Village. His father was a local silkworm farmer and had a rich family background. He had read books on sage and morality since he was young and was determined to take the Imperial Examination to obtain a scholarly title.

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...

Time passed quickly. Under the guidance of a private school teacher and his own hard work, Song Shi was knowledgeable and talented.

"That's not right. I don't like to study. I haven't even finished reading the book on the basics of cultivation. Let alone the Book of Sage and Morality, when have I studied so seriously?"

Song Shi sensed that something was wrong in his dream. He could clearly tell that it was a fake dream.

However, he could not escape from this dream, just like how he usually could not wake up from his dreams.

Moreover, whenever he had such thoughts, he would suddenly be locked in a daze and be pulled back by the dream.

In the end, he could only accept his fate and start living life as a normal human every day. However, he still felt like there was a script that had planned his life out which was waiting for him to experience it.

He successfully became an Elementary Scholar and went to the prefecture to take the Imperial examination. On the way, he stayed in the mountains for a night. When lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, he got up out of fear and started memorizing the Book of Sage and Morality. For some reason, after memorizing the scripts for a while, the sky calmed down.

Perhaps the heavens had given him good luck. He was nominated for the Imperial Examination and married a beautiful woman when he returned home.

And this wife was Huang Heyu, which rendered him speechless.

Suddenly, a rooster crow resounded through the world.

Song Shi, who was in a deep sleep, suddenly woke up from his sweet dream.

...

He subconsciously clutched his chest and looked at the bed curtains. It was already dawn outside, but he was a little confused.

"Could this be some of the experiences of the young master of the Huang family? She actually let me experience his life. If not for the sound of the rooster crowing, I probably wouldn't have woken up… A dream, what a good method!"

Song Shi was speechless. He felt that Huang Heyu's methods were very similar to Old Man Nightmare's.

However, the former had its benefits, while the latter was for the purpose of killing.

"It's over. I'm a man, but I was actually slept by her!"

When he thought of what had happened in the dream, his expression became gloomy.

Why couldn't he have just woken up and made out with her?

"No wait, why do I feel that my Profound Qi has not been consumed at all?"

Then, he was shocked to discover that he had not suffered any losses. Instead, his cultivation level had actually broken through and reached the tenth level of Qi Refinement!

Furthermore, he had not just entered the tenth level. He had directly reached the peak of the tenth level!

"I've improved by two levels just by sleeping?"

Song Shi was a little surprised by Huang Heyu's methods. This was the first time he had improved his cultivation with a method that was not courting death or cultivation. Moreover he had improved so much while in a dream.

"Beauty Huang is a good person!"

He praised from the bottom of his heart. He happily put on his clothes and walked out, preparing to continue discussing life with Huang Heyu.

However when he pushed open the door and walked out, it was extremely foggy outside and new graves came into his view one after another. Where did the servants and exquisitely decorated manors go?

His hair stood on end. He turned around and saw a folded manor under the tombstones. The surname on the paper manor was Huang.

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Song Shi shuddered and looked around. This was a graveyard. How could there be a manor or a beauty?

"Huang Heyu?"

He shouted.

Pfft.

!!

The paper house under the stone tablet burned. Many paper effigies inside swayed in the fire. On it were the written numbers: One to Forty-Nine.

He had seen some of the paper effigies yesterday when they served him yesterday. At this moment, they were reduced to ashes by the fire as they all appeared to be smiling strangely.

"I actually didn't manage to realize what was happening all along. This woman's Nomological power is so deep."

Song Shi was silent. He once thought that he had seen through all of this, but in fact, she was just letting him spy on her.

At this moment, a gentle voice sounded, "Young Master, there's no need to panic. This is something made by the paper cutters. It's burned for the dead as a ritual of respect. During this period of time, we used the Yin Qi in the tomb to conceal our aura and temporarily stayed here. Now that we've returned the favor to the Huang family, we've left."

"…"

Song Shi was speechless, "Did you leave a voice note behind, or are you talking in real time?"

"I'm speaking to you in real time. Does the Young Master have anything to say to Heyu?"

Huang Heyu smiled.

"Did you sleep with me?"

Song Shi asked awkwardly.

"Young Master, if you think I did, then I did."

Huang Heyu sounded like she was teasing him.

Song Shi's face twitched. "Where do you live? I have to sleep with you once more."

"Hehe, Young Master, have you gotten addicted to it? Unfortunately, the divine power of the technique, A Dream of the Golden Millet, consumes a lot of Nomological power. I can't use it too much. Young Master, you should work hard to cultivate this technique."

Huang Heyu's voice gradually weakened. It was obvious that after the origami paper was burned completely, she would stop speaking.

"A Dream of the Golden Millet. What an interesting Divine power."

Song Shi stroked his chin, his interest piqued.

"That's right. A Dream of the Golden Millet. One dream can kill or awaken a person. In the dream, one can comprehend the truth of the world. Unfortunately, He Yu's cultivation is shallow, so the power of this divine power she cast is limited. However, the Young Master has managed to obtain quite a lot of benefits in the dream. It can be seen that his aptitude is very outstanding."

Huang Heyu's voice became weaker and weaker as she said, "The power of the Origami Paper is about to be exhausted. Young Master, we'll meet again in the future. We'll meet again if fate allows it."

Song Shi's interest was piqued when he heard that. "Wait, who's the origami artist? I'll study his skill one day and cut myself a paper doll wife."

"It was cut by the paper cutter, Granny Cat, but this skill isn't 'clean'. Young Master, you're cultivating the Yang Dao Path, so it's better not to touch it…"

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Before she could finish his sentence, Huang Heyu's voice stopped abruptly.

Song Shi watched as the paper was reduced to ashes and felt a little disappointed, "So you mean to say that since I'm walking on the Yang Dao Pathway and You're pathway is a single-plank bridge. Are we fated?"

His mood dampened a little. It was not that he liked the other party, but he felt that this demon spirit that he had encountered was very unique and he wanted to make friends with her.

Well, he didn't mind having more friends like that.

Whoosh!

A gust of wind blew past and the hot ashes rolled up with the breeze unwillingly, as if they couldn't bear to leave Song Shi behind.

Song Shi looked at the stone tablet. The words Huang Zhongyu were engraved on it.

There was also a line of beautiful words beside it: This gentleman is like jade, different from the rest.

Huang Heyu's human name was probably based on this sentence.

On the thunderous night when the sky raged, this sentence was among the many that this scholar had recited.

He saw some grass growing on the grave. It was still green under the autumn wind.

"They should have been dead for a while. In that case, Silkworm Village was infected with the plague much earlier than Silken City."

His face twitched.

Good lord, did this mean that she slept with him when she was visiting this person's tomb?

"That's too embarrassing. I can't tell anyone else about this."

Song Shi turned around and walked out of the cemetery. He looked at the sleeping refugees.

There was a hint of relaxation on their faces. Although the autumn wind was a little cold, perhaps because the protein content of the insects was relatively high, these people's faces had a trace of redness to them.

He also understood why Huang Heyu wanted to feed these people bugs. This was a graveyard, and there was no food at all.

"Although insects are a little disgusting, this demon is still better than most people. For example, me. I don't have such a kind heart."

Song Shi muttered as he looked at the sallow refugees. He touched his storage bag, took out a few pieces of silver and crushed them to pieces.

Now that he was a cultivator, the value of mortal items to him was decreasing.

He prepared to give these people a small sum of money so that they would not cause any trouble.

To give them money he had to count the number of people here. His pupils suddenly constricted while doing so, he realized that the number of people was wrong.

Although he did not deliberately count back then, he still knew the general number. There should be more than a hundred people. Why were there only about eighty at this moment?

"Left?"

Song Shi looked at the faint sky and his divine sense spread out. Then, he transformed into a Phantom image and landed at the entrance of the valley.

Skeletal corpses lay in the grass, some revealing their bones. They had been dead for a period of time…

After counting, there were exactly 21 of them.

...

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He caught a glimpse of one of them missing a tooth. This was the guy he'd spoken to.

"What the hell!"

Song Shi burned the bones and left cursing. Halfway, he suddenly threw out a handful of silver pieces.

Under the power of his divine sense, these slivers of silvers landed in everyone's arms in equal amounts.

After doing this, he jumped up and landed on a tree, leaving behind afterimages.

At this moment, his cultivation level had already reached the normal perfected Qi Refinement realm. His Phantom image was terrifyingly fast. Every step he took covered more than ten meters and he could cross a long distance in a few breaths.

Moreover, he could walk on leaves and trees. He was even more elegant than the so-called martial arts masters.

In terms of martial arts, Song Shi could be said to be very outstanding. He could probably be considered a qualified Warrior.

However, in terms of cultivation, he was not a mature Mage yet.

Although he did not encounter any danger and benefited from meeting Huang Heyu this time, it also highlighted that his cultivation methods were still very poor.

"There's nothing to learn. I shall cultivate the sword control technique. If I can't win, at least I can slip away faster."

...

Song Shi started learning the specifics of the Breeze Sword Control Technique as he traveled with the Phantom image technique.

The principle of the Sword Control Technique was to use True Energy to communicate with the flying sword and use the power of the flying sword to kill enemies or fly. It was a method that relied on external objects.

He took out a Normal flying sword that he had obtained from looting the corpses.

This thing was only a foot long and belonged to the lowest level of Dharma artifacts. It could not grow larger, but to step on it and fly was not a problem.

After injecting True Energy into it, the flying sword trembled. The runes on it lit up and trembled as they floated up.

"How magical. Isn't this equivalent to a drone in the technological world?"

Song Shi formed a hand seal and controlled the flying sword with his divine sense. The latter swayed and danced around him.

His mental strength far exceeded the Qi Refinement realm, so it was very easy for him to control the flying sword. Not long after, the flying sword danced nimbly around him.

"I should be able to step on it."

Song Shi was no longer pointing at the leaves on the opposite side but at his feet now. However as he stepped on the flying sword and stomped on it, this caused it to sink. Then, he wobbled and fell under the tree.

"Steady!"

Song Shi's hands formed a seal, and wisps of True Energy surged out of his body into the flying sword to act as an energy source. At the same time, the True energy condensed into one with the flying sword.

He managed to accurately control the direction of the Sword with his thoughts and finally stopped in mid-air.

"Let's go!"

With a low shout, the flying sword shone brightly and shot into the sky with him.

"Wow, I can finally fly…"

Just as Song Shi was feeling happy, he lost control of his flying sword and fell. With a boom, he broke a tree as he descended.

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Song Shi was fine from the fall. He was just grimacing in pain.

He stood up with his face covered in dirt and dust. He held the back of his head and said, "It's not safe to ride a sword. It's easy to make my family cry."

Fortunately, his body was strong. Otherwise, he would have fallen to his death from such a high height.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen an Immortal Cultivator make a mistake while riding a sword?"

!!

He suddenly turned his head and glared at the bushes.

An old farmer who was cutting trees in the mountains was squatting there and peeking curiously.

"I'm ignorant. Please forgive me, Immortal!" The old farmer was so frightened that he threw away his chopper and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

"There's nothing to forgive. This broken tree is for you."

Song Shi waved his hand and left awkwardly.

As an immortal cultivator, he had actually made a fool of himself in front of the mortals. It was really damaging to his image.

Fortunately, there were not many people around.

After he left, the old farmer left in a panic. After going down the mountain, he told everyone he met, "Guess what I saw today. An immortal. However, this immortal is not . He actually fell from the sky."

"Is that true? I heard that immortals have been appearing frequently recently. It's possible that we might encounter them, but not from falling like that, right?"

"Why would I lie to you? There are trees broken by the immortal in the back mountain now, and there's a huge pit where he landed."

"Let's go, bring me there to take a look."

There were many cultivators in this world, but it was still rare for ordinary people to encounter them, let alone on such a remote mountain village.

Not long after, a group of people formed a party up the mountain to look at the traces of immortals.

"There's really a big hole."

"Heavens, to be able to break such a thick tree, he's indeed an immortal."

"This immortal must have bronze skin and iron bones, since he fell down unscathed."

"Why would an immortal fall?"

"He should have been testing the mortals. It's a pity that I didn't seize the opportunity. Otherwise, I might have obtained an opportunity at being an Immortal ."

A group of people discussed animatedly. For a mountain village that had no information from the outside world and will probably remain unchanged for hundreds of years, this kind of rare opportunity could be said to only come every hundred years.

"Sadly you didn't obtain an Immortal opportunity. Why don't we build a temple here? Then we might be able to obtain the protection of an immortal and help everyone in our village to lead a good life."

Someone felt sorry for the old farmer and made a suggestion.

"That's right. These are traces of immortals. Other villages don't have them. We have to pay our respects here more often."

Immediately, a group of people agreed.

"I might as well change the name of this place to Fallen Immortal Mountain."

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"It doesn't sound good. It should be called the place where immortals descend."

"Immortal Descension Mountain sounds nice. From now on, the temple will be called Immortal Descension Temple. Everyone, come and offer incense on the first and fifteenth day of the new year."

"Old man, what did the immortal look like? Tell the carver. We'll gather money to build a temple."

If Song Shi knew that his embarrassing incident had been treated as an Immortal descension event and that someone would build a temple for him, he would probably fall again from embarrassment.

At this moment, after experiencing a mistake, Song Shi learned his lesson and became much more cautious when flying on his sword.

Not only did he stand steadily on the flying sword, but he also slowly began to enjoy the joy of flying.

The strong wind that he encountered when flying was blocked by the energy barrier emitted by Song Shi's Diamond Dharma Body. Only a breeze formed by the different internal and external air pressure circulated around his body.

This caused his hair to flutter slightly. His clothes… Uh, at this moment, his clothes were essentially paper clothes that lacked elegance and otherworldliness.

He looked down at the small flying sword under his feet and muttered, "This is the car of the cultivation world… Oh wait, it should be a plane. Ordinary people can't afford to use this."

The quality of Chen Yiling and Wuchen Zi's flying swords was much better than his.

He couldn't help but think of the different cars in his previous life.

Just like how he wanted a good car in his previous life, he also wanted a good flying sword now. Indeed, human nature does not change.

Overall, the life of cultivation was not as comfortable as the life of being a profligate son from before. At the very least, he had to wrack his brains on how to obtain various resources, which he did not have to consider in the past.

Unfortunately, the Song family was almost destroyed and the world has become chaotic. He could no longer be a profligate son.

With nostalgia for his old life and melancholy for his new life, Song Shi returned to Silken City.

When he was still a few kilometers away from the city gate, he saw many people leaving on carriages and horses.

"Father, will the rebels really attack?"

"Regardless of whether they attack or not, this place is no longer peaceful. The plague and those insects alone have made people panic. It's better to leave as soon as possible and move to Jinzhou in the north."

When Song Shi heard the conversation between the father and son in the carriage, he took another look at the pedestrians on the road. Most of them were from wealthy families.

Were they prepared to flee after hearing the news?

After all, rich people had more choices than ordinary people. Who knew how many people had already escaped?

A luxurious carriage drove past. The curtain was pushed aside by a hand, revealing a mocking gaze.

"Oh, isn't this Old Song? Why? You can't even afford to wear clothes now? Why are you using paper to make clothes?"

Upon hearing this, Song Shi lowered his head to take a look. For some reason, the power of the origami had dissipated, revealing its original appearance. Clothes that were cut from a piece of yellow paper.

Song Shi looked at the young man in the carriage. It was the Ninth Brother of the Lin family, who was once on the same level as the Song family in Silken City. They often met in the brothel and could be considered acquaintances.

However, this person had a vicious personality. He liked to abuse animals and even humans. He had once trampled other people's puppies to death on the streets. He had also deliberately bought a person who sold his body to bury his father and brought him back to beat him up only. His personality was quite bad, so Song Shi did not interact much with him.

...

"I pity you. Are you interested in becoming my slave? I'll reward you with a meal."

Young master Lin sized up Song Shi teasingly with a perverted look in his eyes.

"Your clothes are not bad."

Song Shi ignored Young Master Lin's condescending gaze and grinned as he looked at the long robe made of silk.

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In the next second.

Boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The carriage shattered. Young master Lin rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground. His coat disappeared, and the clothes he had brought with him were nowhere to be seen.

The other guards were dumbfounded as they watched the scene in front of them. Before they could react, the carriage shattered and their young master fell to the ground.

This frightened them so much that they did not dare to make a move.

"Thanks for the clothes."

...

Song Shi said indifferently. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the distance.

"Ninth Young Master!"

The guards returned to their senses and hurriedly went to check on their master. Then, they heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was not dead. Otherwise, they would be in trouble. They might be abandoned by the main family and would not be able to go to Jinzhou.

"Come on. Punch me. Pretend we fought."

The guards prepared to fool Young Master Lin.

Song Shi appeared at the city gate.

The city gate was still closed, but he saw a small door open at the side. From time to time, carriages would come out, and some of them handed money to the city guards.

Money talked could naturally make things easier for the city guards.

When he walked over, he was stopped by a soldier.

"During the war, you can't come and go as you please."

"How much?"

Song Shi understood.

"It's cheaper to go in than to come out. To go in is only a hundred bucks."

"I'll give you 10 taels. Treat your brothers to a drink."

Song Shi took out a silver ingot and threw it to the sergeant guarding the door.

"Young master, you're smart. In the future, no one will stop you when you enter or exit the southern city gate."

The sergeant smiled and got someone to open the checkpoint for Song Shi to enter.

"Brother Long, you've just arrived. You probably don't know who he is. This is a young master of the Song family who's still alive."

Seeing Song Shi leave, the people who knew him smiled.

"The Song family that was almost wiped out?" The leader of the guards was surprised.

"That's right. But I have to say that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though the Song family has declined, they're still so generous."

"You don't understand, do you? He has a brother who's an official. Didn't he leave with Old Master Song and the two ladies yesterday?"

"I wasn't guarding the door yesterday. How would I know? But if the Song family has left, why is he back?"

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Song Shi entered the city. After not being here for a few days, the situation looked even worse.

There were many beggars by the roadside. The ground was filled with trash and all kinds of paper money. From time to time, they could hear cries.

Song Shi walked quickly to the New Moon Brothel. It was extremely quiet and there were no customers.

"What?"

He was shocked and thought that something had happened. When he saw that everyone was still there, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"Young Master."

Mei Niang hurried over and whispered, "Recently, a distinguished guest came to New Moon Brothel, so you can't enter the backyard."

Song Shi couldn't help but think of what Liu Ruxue had mentioned. He was deep in thought. "From the Yao Moon Palace?"

"Yes, it's an elder. He's here to inspect Miss Xue'er's situation, so we haven't welcomed guests for the past two days to avoid disturbing this elder."

Mei Niang was overjoyed. "Miss Xue'er's talent is being valued by the elders. They have already reported it to the main palace. It is possible that she can soon enter the inner sect to cultivate in advance."

"What's so special about the inner sect?"

This was the first time Song Shi saw Mei Niang so happy. He reckoned that there was something good about this happening.

"Yes, the inner sect contains the core disciples, while the outer sect are only responsible for chores. For example, I was assigned here by the outer sect to be in charge of the secular industry and find immortal seedlings."

Mei Niang chuckled.

"Looking for an immortal seedling in a brothel?" Song Shi was instantly enlightened.

"Young Master, you've just entered the cultivation world. You don't know that this cultivation sect is recruiting people? There are restrictions for the recruitment. Furthermore, if I don't come into contact with enough people, the standards of the disciples I recruit will be very low. Special places like ours are all over Great Qian which seeks to solve this problem."

Mei Niang's face was glowing. "This time, we have Miss Xue'er in our branch building. I can also enjoy the benefits and have the chance to continue serving Miss Xue'er in the outer sect. Then there will still be hope for me to reach the Foundation Establishment realm."

"Then congratulations."

Song Shi took a look at the quiet New Moon Brothel, "Where are my father and the others staying?"

"Other than Old Liu, everyone else has left."

Mei Niang found it strange, "Your third brother didn't tell you?"

"Gone?"

Song Shi was stunned. He had just seen some people leave Silken City, but he did not expect his family to be among them.

For a moment, he felt rather disappointed.

He was still thinking about how to settle them next, but in the end,when he didn't come back for two to three days, they had secretly left.

"The soldiers of Great Qian that were suppressing the rebel army were all annihilated in the Thousand Poisons Mountain Range. When the news came back, many people were shocked. Everyone was afraid that the Heavenly Demon Cult's army would attack the city tomorrow. Many wealthy families in Silken City thus ran away overnight."

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Mei Niang told him about the changes in the city that happened within the past two days, "However, I heard that Great Qian has already reacted. The short term effects shouldn't be too bad."

"Are you afraid?"

Song Shi smiled bitterly. Even though he knew that there was a reason for his family to leave, he still felt abandoned.

"Where's Big Smart?"

"Cultivating."

Mei Niang pointed to the second floor.

"Prepare a table of food and wine for me. After he's done cultivating, tell him that I'm back."

Song Shi was not in a good mood. He had just increased his cultivation by two levels overnight, but he could not be happy about it at this moment.

"At the end of the day, he still doesn't value my existence. He went away with Third Brother after just a few words."

With a mocking look on his face, Song Shi walked to the third floor and looked at the sky outside. He felt lonely.

The world was so huge but where was his home?

"How long will the full moon appear? Wine cup in hand, I ask the sky. I do not know what time of the year."

Song Shi muttered as the scene from A Dream of the Golden Millet appeared in his mind.

Although he was affected by the divine power at that time, it was indeed not bad to experience the feeling of having a happy family in the dream.

"Young Master, how lyrical."

Behind him, a fragrant breeze blew over.

A warm body pressed against his back. Her bare hands came out from under his waist and hugged him.

Song Shi grabbed Liu Ruxue's smooth and slender hand and turned around to hug her. He looked at her beautiful face in front of him. "Xue'er, do you have any relatives?"

"Yes, but I have never been very close to them since I was young."

Liu Ruxue leaned her head on his shoulder. "Most cultivation families don't care much about familial relationships . They can't be compared to ordinary families."

She looked sideways at Song Shi and reached out to stroke his stubble. "I haven't seen you for a few days. Why are you so dejected?"

"How can I be happy that the few of my remaining relatives left me and ran away?"

Song Shi pursed his lips.

"Young Master is like a child now. He's angry."

Liu Ruxue smiled mischievously. She was very happy to see this side of Song Shi. She comforted him gently. "Actually, Young Master, you're already a cultivator now. It's actually quite good to distance yourself from these mortals. You're not from the same world at all."

"Not from the same world…"

Song Shi sighed. "We're indeed not from the same world."

Due to his special background and the fact that he was not a soul that belonged to this world, he had not completely integrated into the Song family.

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"In the future, Xue'er and Young Master will be family. Don't be sad about them anymore."

Liu Ruxue touched Song Shi's face and said seriously.

"Alright, alright. I can't be bothered with them. Since they trust Third Brother so much, they can follow Third Brother in the future."

Song Shi grinned. He was an adult now. It was time for him to have his own family. There was indeed no need to care too much.

"Your third brother is actually quite capable. They should be able to survive in this chaotic world."

Liu Ruxue nodded and wrapped her arms around Song Shi's neck. "Let me tell you a piece of good news. I've become a substitute inner sect disciple of the Yao Moon Palace!"

"Oh, we have to celebrate this. Let me reward you."

Song Shi revealed a wicked smile.

"Young Master had just returned from great danger. You should rest and eat first."

Liu Ruxue rolled her eyes at Song Shi, "Let's go. The food has already been prepared. Young Master should tell Xue'er about what happened outside later. Young Master should know that Xue'er has been worried about your safety ever since she found out that the army of Great Qian had been completely wiped out."

Song Shi's heart warmed. No matter how deep Liu Ruxue's feelings for him were, he never had any true feelings for her. However, at least someone cared about him. That was enough.

...

He sighed and said, "We were indeed caught off guard this time. Great Qian has been at ease for too long and got a little too careless."

"Looks like you guys have also been ambushed. The various demonic sects are really powerful this time. They are about to uproot the foundation of Great Qian."

"Are you saying that the foundation hasn't been shaken yet? But half of Jinzhou is already in chaos, and this still isn't being 'shaken'?"

"Young Master, in this cultivation world, the foundation of Great Qian is related to the territory they own and their strength is in this foundation. As long as the official cultivators of Great Qian are not defeated, this foundation will still exist."

Song Shi was deep in thought. This time, the army that was suppressing the rebellion in Jinzhou had been annihilated. However, the cultivation experts from Great Qian had come to the Thousand Poisons Mountain Range to defeat the rebels and suppress the flames of war. For the time being, it seems that the foundation of Great Qian is still relatively stable.

He sat down and began to eat. He explained the general situation that he had faced to Liu Ruxue. As she listened, Liu Ruxue exclaimed in amazement from time to time.

Song Shi, on the other hand, was enjoying his meal and wine. Under the service of the beauties, his stomach and soul was finally satisfied.

When one is full and warm, lust comes next.

After eating and drinking his fill, Song Shi naturally carried Liu Ruxue into the room and began to undress the beauty skillfully.

"Young Master, can you not go to the Demon Slayers Division anymore and instead go to the Yao Moon Palace with Xue'er? I want to be with you forever."

Liu Ruxue let Song Shi take off her clothes and asked with a red face.

"Understood!"

Song Shi only said one word. He did not believe her at all, but he wanted to sleep with her.

He began to take off his clothes. In the blink of an eye, he was nude.

"Where'd you get that?"

Liu Ruxue looked at him strangely. Then, she frowned and stared at Song Shi unkindly, "Young Master, why do you smell like another woman?"

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