Lan Jun finally felt a little relieved. "That was close! Luckily, I'm a good demon... But can you really help me, cultivator?"
"Tell me about it."
Lan Jun sighed and said with a wry smile, "I rescued a heartless wretch and took him back to our Flower Fairy Clan's territory to recover from his injuries. At first, he was extremely friendly, and everyone in the clan was very willing to be close to him. But after he recovered, his personality suddenly changed drastically."
"In order to improve his cultivation, he took out everyone's inner core and killed them all. He slaughtered the Flower Demon Clan, and now only I am left."
"I'm also imprisoned by him. I can only escape him by leaving my body. The sea of flowers is the furthest I can get away from my body. If I go any further, like you said, I really will become a wandering ghost..."
Lu Pianpian, who hated evil as if it were her enemy, felt her blood boil upon hearing such a heinous story. "Where is that villain you're talking about? I'll go and help you get your body back!"
Lan Jun was worried that Lu Pianpian wouldn't be able to beat him, "Are you sure you can? He's very strong..."
Lu Pianpian raised her hand and summoned her sword. A dazzling blue light enveloped the silver-white blade, shining brightly in the darkness, enough to demonstrate the sword's owner's anger.
"In all my years, I have never been defeated by any demon."
Lu Pianpian has always given people the impression of being gentle, kind, and approachable.
Huan Changming even thought he was silly and stupid, but this was the first time he had ever seen Lu Pianpian so sharp, aggressive and arrogant.
In an instant, Huan Changming recalled that day in the cave, when Lu Pianpian came riding on a sword and landed at his feet.
With that ethereal, otherworldly demeanor, yet harboring a benevolent heart, Lu Pianpian seemed less like a cultivator and more like a true deity.
Huan Changming's gaze lingered on Lu Pianpian's face for a long time before he looked away.
Lan Jun led them quietly deeper into the territory of the Flower Demon Clan. Having lived on this land since childhood, Lan Jun knew how to avoid the great evil demon and sneak in when it was off guard.
"Our territory has been abandoned for a long time. Even if other demons pass by, they all go around us. Did you accidentally wander in?" Lan Jun asked curiously on the road.
Lu Pianpian said, "I didn't wander in by mistake. I came here specifically to find the Imperial Skin Grass, so I came to the Flower Demon Clan's territory to look for it."
However, he did not expect that the Flower Demon Clan would encounter such a tragic massacre, and he was afraid that their search for the Imperial Skin Grass would be fruitless.
Lan Jun was somewhat surprised to hear this. Although the Imperial Skin Grass was rare, very few people actually had the opportunity to use it.
He wanted to ask what they used it for, but he quickly sensed that familiar, chilling aura, and fear involuntarily crept over his entire body. He immediately pulled Lu Pianpian and Huan Changming to squat down behind a dense bamboo grove and signaled them to hold their breath.
Lu Pianpian and Huan Changming followed Lan Jun's fearful gaze and saw a man's figure clinging to a tall bamboo tree deep in the bamboo forest. He was transparent, with a green mark between his eyebrows, and his whole body exuded a strange and eerie aura.
At his feet were a dozen or so inner cores of varying sizes, held in bamboo leaves. He was absorbing and refining these inner cores little by little, turning them into his own.
More than fear, Lan Jun hated him. "He's a bamboo spirit, and the inner cores he absorbed were left behind by my own kind..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sharp gust of wind brush past him.
Huan Changming tried to grab Lu Pianpian's clothes but couldn't. In the blink of an eye, Lu Pianpian was already in front of the bamboo spirit.
Mu Lingzi paused absorbing the inner core, slowly opened his eyes, and saw a young man with a long sword in his hand and an air of otherworldly elegance standing before him. He said disdainfully, "Overestimating yourself."
Lu Pianpian is exceptionally gifted. Since entering the path of immortality, she has been able to see through the aura carried by living beings with her eyes.
This bamboo spirit appears indifferent and serene, but its aura is foul and pungent, just as Lan Jun described. It must have slaughtered many living beings and accumulated negative karma to be like this.
The Flower Fairy Clan is known for its kindness, and Lu Pianpian couldn't bear to look at the inner cores after just one glance.
He swung his sword at Mu Lingzi, saying, "Apologize to them when we get to the Underworld!"
Mu Lingzi nimbly dodged, but Lu Pianpian's sword energy severed half of his bamboo forest. He immediately realized that this cultivator was no ordinary person. "What a fierce sword cultivator."
He dodged quickly, but Lu Pianpian then closed in and struck him, leaving him nowhere to hide.
Mu Lingzi used the bamboo forest to create distance between himself and Lu Pianpian, locking Lu Pianpian in the bamboo forest to isolate her from his attacks. "This is my training ground. No matter how powerful your sword is, it will be weakened by three points here!"
"Then I will use seven parts to cut you down!" Lu Pianpian was furious. Her natal sword emitted a dazzling light, which quickly spread and enveloped the entire bamboo forest in sword light.
Huan Changming squinted at Lu Pianpian, who was bathed in light. Such powerful strength and earth-shattering sword light made the blood in his body, which had been dormant for a long time, start to boil again.
He still craved that power that allowed him to look down on everything and trample all living beings under his feet.
The sword light formed a huge ball of light, which exploded with a bang. The entire bamboo forest was instantly filled with flying sand and stones, and the light flickered. When the sword light completely disappeared, the bamboo forest had been razed to the ground.
Only the tree that Mu Lingzi possessed still stood, but it was still affected by the sword energy, and its bamboo was covered with sword marks.
Mu Lingzi coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground from mid-air. He was dizzy from the fall, but he immediately stood up and ran towards the bamboo tree.
Lu Pianpian had already arrived beside the tree, saying, "Your true form."
His tone was firm, and he had absolute confidence in his judgment.
Mu Lingzi looked at Lu Pianpian in disbelief. Such a young sword cultivator could possess such earth-shattering power; she was definitely not an ordinary sword cultivator. "Who exactly are you?!"
Lu Pianpian answered slowly, "The one who sent you to the Underworld to atone for your sins."
Just as he raised his sword to harm his true form, at the critical moment, Mu Lingzi suddenly turned back quickly, found a golden flower in the ruins of the bamboo forest, and was about to pick it and eat it to heal his injuries when a spiritual force suddenly attacked him from behind. Without turning his head, he countered with a spiritual force attack.
"Lan Jun—"
Mu Lingzi abruptly stopped picking flowers. He turned around sharply and saw his little orchid lying in a pool of blood, staring at him with resentment.
"It...it is the last flower of our Flower Fairy Clan...If you...if you dare to harm it...I will never let you go, even as a ghost..."
Lu Pianpian ran to Lan Jun's side and picked him up from the ground. "Your body is back?"
Lan Jun smiled gratefully at Lu Pianpian, "My body is in the bamboo forest, and my soul went back on its own, but it seems I'm still going to die..."
"I will save your Lan Jun."
Lu Pianpian channeled her spiritual energy into Lan Jun's body. Lan Jun felt warm all over, but the wound continued to bleed.
With his remaining spiritual power, he conjured a white herb from his hand and handed it to Lu Pianpian, "Immortal Lord, thank you... the Skin-Controlling Herb... here you go..."
Lu Pianpian choked up and couldn't speak, but at that moment Mu Lingzi scrambled over, snatched Lan Jun from Lu Pianpian's arms, and threatened in a vicious voice: "If you dare to die, I will not only pluck that flower, but I will also burn your Flower Demon Clan's territory to ruins, so that you won't even be able to find your way home when you die!"
"If you dare to die, I—"
Lan Jun's hand fell from his arms, and blood mixed with tears streamed down Lan Jun's face, taking away all his life.
"I...don't want you to die..."
A note from the author:
Please add my pre-order novel, "Performing a Bed Scene in the Supernatural World (Infinite Flow)," to your favorites! I hope you can give me some support. (I was irritable and sarcastic towards many commenters today, but you all seem to be masochists? And you're quite happy about it? I don't understand.)
[This story is also known as "I Survive in the Supernatural World by Acting in Sex Scenes"]
Yu Baibai is a drama fanatic, but one day he was diagnosed with Sleeping Beauty Syndrome, which caused him to fall into a deep sleep for a long time and make it impossible for him to act.
He was awakened by a voice: "Did you sleep well, my Sleeping Beauty?"
Yu Baibai woke up from his deep sleep. He was lying on a large bed with a naked man sleeping next to him. Cameras were set up in the four corners of the room, making it look like a film crew.
The man asked him in a friendly voice, "Are you acting?"
Yu Baibai immediately perked up, "What play?"
The man answered, "Sex scenes."
Yu Baibai patted his chest and guaranteed, "I'm an expert in bed scenes!"
He pulled the covers over himself and fell asleep immediately, enacting a bed scene that was almost as real as a real sleep scene based on his own experience.
Man: "Is it possible that this sex scene requires two people to complete together?"
A perverted top x a drama-obsessed, sleeping beauty syndrome bottom;
1v1, he.
In the infinite flow genre, the protagonist wakes up in various beds, each time with a rogue and perverted leader sleeping beside him.
Chapter 25
Mu Lingzi sat on the ground with Lan Jun in her arms, continuously transferring spiritual energy into Lan Jun's body.
He could slaughter the entire Flower Fairy clan and make them his stepping stones for cultivation, but he could not do the same to Lan Jun!
Mu Lingzi slapped his own abdomen, forcing his inner core out of his body and attempting to put it into Lan Jun's body.
But Lan Jun's figure became increasingly transparent, eventually reverting to its original form and falling to the ground.
The inner core returned to Mu Lingzi's body. He spat out a mouthful of blood, staring blankly at the orchid in front of him. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
Lu Pianpian swung her sword, summoning a gust of wind that forced Mu Lingzi into his true form.
Mu Lingzi showed no fighting spirit, simply staring blankly at the orchids on the ground.
Lu Pianpian quickly set up a sword formation under the bamboo tree, imprisoning Mu Lingzi within it.
With Lan Jun dead, Mu Lingzi also resolved to die, and closed his eyes. Only Lu Pianpian could kill him with a single sword strike.
Huan Changming, who was watching this scene from the side, felt disdain. Even though the bamboo spirit's cultivation was not as good as Lu Pianpian's, Lu Pianpian had a compassionate heart. As long as he begged for mercy, Lu Pianpian would definitely spare his life and let him see the error of his ways.
Even if Lu Pianpian really intended to kill him, he could fight her, even if it meant being smashed to pieces, he should try to save his own life.
It would never be like this, where someone becomes self-pitying and loses all will to live because of the death of an orchid spirit.
It's a shame this bamboo spirit had such decent cultivation; it turns out it's just a fool!
The expected death did not come. Mu Lingzi's unfocused gaze fell on Lu Pianpian. "You're not going to kill me?"
Lu Pianpian originally wanted to kill him to avenge Lan Jun and the other flower fairies, but when she saw that he was willing to take out his inner core to save Lan Jun, she changed her mind.
The inner core is the lifeblood of a demon; without it, the demon is no different from being dead.
"Just because I didn't kill you doesn't mean I won't kill you in the future."
After Lu Pianpian drew the last array symbol at the eye of the sword formation, golden light instantly filled the air, planting life in the lifeless territory of the Flower Demon Clan.
"Even if you die, you will not be able to atone for the sins you owe the Flower Demon Clan. I will imprison you here and watch as all things here revive and the demon spirits are resurrected. Only then will you have the right to die."
"Don't even think about dying or leaving here until these flowers, trees and shrubs regain their vitality."
The sword formation had been formed, forcing Mu Lingzi's body and soul to separate. His body and the bamboo's true form were locked within the sword formation, while his soul wandered freely in the territory.
"Aren't you going to kill him?" Huan Changming ran to Lu Pianpian's side.
Lu Pianpian carefully picked up Lan Jun's original form, looked around, found a shady spot with damp soil, and buried the orchid in it by hand. "It should have been planted in a pot, but I don't have one right now, so you'll have to make do with this."
Huan Changming grabbed Lu Pianpian's sleeve, "Aren't you afraid he'll escape from the sword formation?"
“I placed a restriction on this array’s core, and only I know the secret incantation to break it.” Lu Pianpian shook the mud off her hands, and seeing Huan Changming’s disbelieving look, she leaned close to Huan Changming’s ear and whispered the secret incantation to him.
Huan Changming felt his ears burning from Lu Pianpian's breath and quickly covered them. "What are you telling me?"