“Spare me?”
Lu Benwei said playfully: “Don’t you like playing dead? Why not let me make your dream come true?”
“No, no, no, I was wrong. Please spare this insignificant life of mine, oh enlightened, invincible, towering, terrifying, and gallant master.”
Night Wind Centipede pleaded with a crying face.
“Oh?”
Hearing this, Lu Benwei cocked his skull and exchanged a glance with Ao Qing. He slowly said, “Qing, I didn’t expect we’d run into another wise demon!”
Saying so, he brought his skull close to Night Wind Centipede and gently asked, “Am I really that perfect?”
“Yes, yes, yes! Your perfection is written on your face. I was impressed by your temperament at first sight. But I, a lowly little centipede, was too timid and modest to talk to you. Yet I’ve always thought this in my heart!”
“Oh my! Since you’re a wise demon, go on and leave. I won’t make things difficult for you,” Lu Benwei waved his hand and spoke generously.
Hearing this, Night Wind Centipede was overjoyed.
But after staggering a few steps, he realized he had nowhere to go.
The demon kings he had followed were all dead. Without a backer, it would be hard for a petty demon like him to survive.
Thus, he abruptly turned back and fawned, “Brothers, please allow me to follow you and serve you.”
“How can a little centipede like you be of use to us? Hurry and leave, don’t blame me for changing my mind!” Lu Benwei waved his hand impatiently.
“I can be useful!”
Night Wind Centipede quickly explained, “I see the two handsome brothers lack money?”
“Money is easy to solve. I know where it is. I can lead you there!”
“Oh?”
Hearing this, the skeleton and the dog exchanged a glance, instantly eyeing Night Wind Centipede.
“You speak true?”
“Absolutely true! I swear on my life. And there are quite a lot of treasures too. I’m most knowledgeable about these things.” Night Wind Centipede quickly replied.
“Good lad, didn’t expect you to be a hidden gem!”
Lu Benwei shook off his previous listlessness, slapped his thigh and stood up, “Fine, as long as you can lead us to money, I’ll let you follow me.”
“Thank you, big brother.”
Night Wind Centipede bowed down on the ground, then looked towards Ao Qing and shouted again, “Greetings, brother Dog. Brother Dog’s temperament also deeply moves me. As expected of a demon accompanying big brother, please guide me in the future. We both serve big brother.”
Being called “brother Dog” and praised made the dog feel elated.
He didn’t like the little centipede before, but now he seemed alright!
And so,
the skeleton, the dog and the centipede came to an agreement and hurried towards the destination Night Wind Centipede spoke of.
That place was Shogunate Mountain next to Pingjiang City.
The weather was getting colder and colder.
Winter had arrived, and the land was covered in white.
"Master, I have mastered the three forms. What should I practice next?" Zhong Qing wiped the sweat off his forehead and asked Yi Feng.
"Next, I'm afraid I'll have to take you to Shogunate Mountain to temper yourself." After careful consideration, Yi Feng made this decision.
He was no cultivator, and could only teach Zhong Qing martial arts. But even if it was just these, he would do his best.
He would also train Zhong Qing into an outstanding master.
"That's great Master! When do we set off?" Zhong Qing asked excitedly, eager to wield his big sword.
"Let's go tomorrow!" Yi Feng calculated the time.
"Okay Master. I'll go do the chores at home first, and wash these few days' clothes."
Saying so, Zhong Qing left and busied himself with housework.
Seeing Zhong Qing's diligent appearance, Yi Feng sighed slightly.
The child had too many chores to do every day besides martial arts practice. Although Yi Feng also helped with a lot, it still pained his heart.
Moreover, it wasn't proper for grown men like them to be washing clothes and cooking.
It seemed like
they needed a woman at the martial arts school.
After taking Zhong Qing to temper himself at Shogunate Mountain, he would find a maid!
Resolve] Gu Yang was once a true disciple of the Falling Cloud Sect, but after failing to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, his cultivation regressed, his foundation was damaged, his lifespan was nearing its end, and he was about to be demoted to a menial servant. At his moment of despair, he awakened the [Daily Intelligence System]. By refreshing it daily, he could learn about countless hidden opportunities and secrets within the cultivation world! [Today's intelligence has been refreshed] [White Intelligence: One month ago, the Foundation Establishment spiritual item "Profound Ice Spirit Marrow" used by the host to attempt his breakthrough contained a trace of the poison "Bone-Corrobing Spirit-Dissolving Powder".] [Purple Intelligence: Tonight during the Yin hour (3-5 AM), a wisp of "Golden Crow Primordial Flame" will overflow... If this flame is devoured, it can recast the shattered cultivation foundation, fully restore cultivation, and awaken the one-in-ten-thousand—Primordial Supreme Yang Body. [Click to view coordinates]] [Golden Intelligence: Shen Qingyue, a Golden Core elder of the Falling Cloud Sect who possesses the Nine Yin Body, suffers from backlash of cold energy every full moon night, causing her strength to plummet and excruciating pain. Grand Elder Zhao Wuji has secretly bribed Shen Qingyue's personal maid, Hongxiu, and learned the rear gate array node of the protective formation "Clouds and Mist Veiling the Sun Array". Tomorrow late at night, he intends to take advantage of Shen Qingyue's flare-up of the cold poison, when she is weak and unable to resist, to use a secret technique to refine her into a cauldron and force her into a Daoist partnership. [Click to view coordinates]] The cultivation world is a jungle where the strong prey on the weak, and human hearts are as treacherous as ghosts? Sorry, but I can read the script! From then on, relying on his informational advantage, Gu Yang proceeded step by step with careful planning. Seizing opportunities, plundering fortunes. Selling intelligence. Playing rivals against each other. Step by step, he ultimately became the Immortal Emperor!
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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
