They stayed within the medical center for another half a month.
Xue Huai’s physical foundation is a bit weak. He has been sick since childhood. At first, when he bumped into something, he would even cry out in pain, but later on, after the age of ten, he followed the practice of martial arts at the Shenhua Terrace, he didn’t even bother to apply ointment when injured. This time, the three major thunder calamities can be considered the most serious illness for him, so he took some time to recover.
Physical pain is one aspect, while mental laziness is another.
Mrs. Liu and Xue He had already died, and the major threat of his new life had been eliminated. So he let himself idle for a period of time. Xue Huai knew without even thinking that since his father had lost his mind, the root of all the troubles in his previous life must have lied with them.
As for his own death, he also speculated that Mrs. Liu had planted people in the army to plot against him. But after all, that time has not yet come in this life. When Mrs. Liu pleads guilty, it is impossible for him to mention anything related to this aspect either.
Now that things here have been resolved, he plans to wait for a while until Xue Zong calms down and then go back to have a good talk with him. Both sides need to calm down.
Although he said he ran away from home, it was actually just an impulsive act at the moment. He is not a childish child who would run away with his package on his back whenever there was any disagreement anymore. He’s angry, and as a person, he has a temper. He acted impulsively and extremely, and he did not inform Xue Zong beforehand. If anyone else found out that the trouble was caused by internal strife and that it was solved before his death, he was afraid they would find it difficult to accept this fact for a while.
He knew that he could report to the Heavenly Palace and ask the Immortal Realm’s Criminal Court to convict the two people of the Liu family, but how can this compare to the pleasure of killing them with your own hands?
That family disappointed him. But there is another person inside as well, it was his father, the person his mother loved, the person who gave birth to him, raised him for so many years, doted on him without any bottom line, and raised him into the most lawless young master in Dongzhou.
But he still has to gamble when he’s angry, and Xue Huai is someone who is very good at gambling. After he ran away from home, he never mentioned anything about Shenhua Terrace. By the time his anger lessened, his body had also almost recovered.
With no worries in his heart and just the right scenery, he continued to be lazy day by day.
The place where Xue Huai and Yun Cuo are located is the widest continent in the Nine Immortals Continent—Fengzhou. It is also Yun Cuo’s father, the Lord of Xianzhou’s place. This place is bustling, stately, crowded, and intricate, and Yun Cuo believes that the medical center here is the best, while also arranging his own affairs to facilitate his work.
Yun Cuo is the Young Immortal Lord, but Xue Huai remembered that he had refused any kindness from his biological father since the age of eleven. Before her death, Yun Cuo’s mother requested her ashes to be burned and put them in a box to give to Yun Zhang. However, Yun Cuo did not follow her last wish and only scattered her ashes in the Wangchuan River.
He also did not plant a red spider lily for his mother because he knew that if his mother had a flower, it would definitely be half red and half white.
At the age of eleven, Yun Cuo learned the art of transformation, transforming himself into an adult and traveling around to make connections and develop his own power. He used all the wealth and resources left to him by his mother and almost forced his way into the Immortal Realm.
Xue Huai was bored during his illness this time and saw Yun Cuo doing things, and only then did he find out the background of his little Daoist partner.
Yun Cuo controls the lifelines of more than three immortal continents, from the most precious magical weapons, spiritual stones, and other resources of the immortal family to the arms business like Shenhua Terrace.
This person is steady and tough on the outside. Even if this person stands alone, others can see through his calm eyes, which are filled with ambition, that this person will achieve great things.
Xue Huai’s memory was sometimes vague, and it was difficult for him to connect the powerful man in front of him with the young man who acted coquettishly towards him every night. However, when he thought about his previous life, he felt relieved.
In his previous life, he was also one of the people who were attracted to Yun Cuo and followed him. Apart from love, Yun Cuo’s efforts to achieve what he wanted could be described as crazy. He was not worldly-wise and not smooth-talking, but he had enough confidence because his demonic cultivation had reached the sixteenth level, and his immortal cultivation had reached a level where karma was not involved.
The power behind the emergence of this mode is powerful and intimidating enough to sweep across the six realms and nine continents, competing with the Heavenly Court and the entire Immortal Realm. But its effectiveness is very limited. With violence alone, first of all, Yun Cuo, who relies on his cultivation to crush others, has an unstable heart. Secondly, he himself will become a thorn in the eyes of countless people.
If Yun Cuo fell, the entire system behind him would scatter like frightened birds and beasts and would never be able to gather again. They were a gorgeous empty shell, with chaotic management and no military or civilian support, and the voices of dissatisfaction would only increase.
Xue Huai spent his entire life as Yun Cuo’s left protector, trying his best to help him weigh these things. Unfortunately, Yun Cuo himself did not cooperate, and their opinions were often at odds.
That day, Yun Cuo went out and brought back a few people to spy on the neighboring houses.
They did not avoid Xue Huai, but considering that Xue Huai was resting, they lowered their voices and chose a separate room to discuss the matter.
Xue Huai was actually not asleep at that time. He listened to the general idea and learned that Yun Cuo seemed to intend to let go of a number of military affairs and disband the army under his name.
A strange voice was speaking: “Young Immortal Lord, this can’t be ah! If you give up now, what should we do? We have been planning for five or six years, and now you just give up with a simple ‘I don’t want to fight anymore’? You did the same thing last time, you went to the Murong Mountain Sect to practice in seclusion without even saying anything. You should at least tell us ah!”
Yun Cuo said, “Now I tell you guys.”
The few people argued fiercely for a long time, but no result was reached, so Yun Cuo said they would discuss it another day.
The other few people went out, but the anxious feeling in the air seemed to have not dissipated yet.
Xue Huai’s room door was opened, and Yun Cuo brought him a cup of hot Nine-Colored Deer Milk as if nothing had happened.
Xue Huai climbed out of the bed.
Yun Cuo sat down next to him, a little surprised. “Did we wake you up?”
Xue Huai shook his head. “I wasn’t asleep in the first place.” He took it and drank a few sips, feeling a little sick. After thinking for a while, he asked him, “Do you really not want to be the Immortal Lord anymore?”
Yun Cuo looked at him and nodded seriously. “I don’t want it anymore. Xue Huai, what do you want me to do in the future?”
Xue Huai hummed and said, “I won’t interfere with your decision. Your own happiness is the most important thing. However, for these major matters… I still want to give you some advice. You can’t let go too quickly. After five or six years of preparation, if you suddenly let go, the interests of so many people will be involved. It is not reasonable, it will easily provoke enemies, and it will also damage your own reputation.”
Yun Cuo listened carefully.
Xue Huai added, “As for how to settle down later, it’s better to sell it. Businesses, resources, fairy stones, etc. can be sold, but I think it’s okay to keep them and just lie down and collect money. As for the army and soldiers, it’s better to ask those arms dealers who sell magic tools and weapons. There may be people who need palace soldiers for places like our Shenhua Terrace. There are also people in ordinary immortal families who want to raise soldiers. There will definitely be people who want to take over the army. But if you want to be safe, I suggest negotiating directly with the Heavenly Court. Now that the Heavenly Court cannot fight, the Demonic Court is also ready to move. Even if we raise heavenly soldiers for them and collect money from them, they should not have too many reasons to refuse either.”
Xue Huai still remembered the great battle between immortals and demons. He thought that it was the invasion of demonic energy during that battle that caused him to lose his mother.
In fact, when he was old enough to remember, the war was almost over. The demons were provoked and thought that the heavens had been bullying them too much. At the same time, magic pills were born out of nowhere, and people were constantly becoming demons with the intention of attacking the Heavenly Realm.
The gods in heaven have been happy for tens of thousands of years. Since the birth of Sun Wukong, they have never experienced any serious injuries. The heavenly soldiers and generals are so idle that mushrooms grow on their bodies. Not to mention their combat power, they can’t even gather enough people to march in formation on weekdays. They are really useless.
Therefore, when the Demon Realm sent troops, the Heavenly Court was confused.
The demons originally targeted the gods in heaven. The gods in heaven belonged to the Heavenly Realm and were in charge of the disasters and safety of the Mortal Realm. The immortals weren’t under the control of heaven, so they didn’t need to get involved.
However, the three forces of the Southern Heavenly Gates, along with the Northern Heavenly Gates and the Western Brahma, represented one of the ways out for them, the Immortals. With the skin gone, to what can the hair attach itself1Meaning that a thing cannot exist without it’s basic.? Yun Cuo’s father, Yun Zhang, also ordered reinforcements from the Heavenly Realm to capture monsters everywhere to help the gods.
The worlds of immortals, gods, and ghosts stand on the same side, just like the worlds of demons, monsters, and goblins stand on the same side. These two sides have been in opposition since ancient times. Black and white cannot be integrated, and good and evil cannot coexist. They will jump out to harass each other from time to time.
The most frustrating problem with the Demon Realm is that ordinary immortals cannot defeat them.
Really can’t beat them!
The power of the Demonic Cultivation is inherently powerful and superior, and an ordinary Demonic Cultivation third-ranking small sword cultivator can effortlessly dry out a dozen YuanYing stage immortals, so there have been uncountable people who have chosen to cultivate the Demonic Path from ancient times to the present day.
The more powerful something is, the more dangerous it is. Demonic Cultivation is also a double-edged sword—it is powerful but can gradually erode the mind. Eventually, one will become possessed and cannot be saved. They will become a walking corpse, and it is not worth wasting time on it.
In contrast, the Immortal Cultivation seeks balance and stability and does not focus on the power itself.
Therefore, some people invented another unique way of practicing—practicing both immortal and demonic.
This method was first invented by Emperor Xing Yi of Fuli during the great war between immortals and demons. Its principle is to cultivate the immortal’s path to the level of “karma is not involved” before cultivating the demonic path.
At this point, the cultivator himself can break free from the constraints of causality that can lead to loss of mind after the tenth level of cultivation. At this time, the truly perfect power controller is the fusion of the power of the Demon Realm and the stability of the Immortal Realm.
With the power of the 15th level of the demonic path, Emperor Fuli once suppressed half of the Northern Heaven’s demonic cultivators on his own, burning thousands of them to ashes alive, and finally the war was able to stop.
Yun Cuo is also following this path now. The only difference is that he himself has the root of half immortality and half demon. In other words—Yun Cuo was born for this cultivation method.
When cultivating the immortal path, he possesses excellent heavenly spiritual roots and earth energy, and his martial arts progress rapidly. When cultivating the demonic path, the bloodline power of his demon body itself helps him make rapid progress, without any mistakes on both sides, and he is blessed by nature.
If they could sublet the power under Yun Cuo’s current command to the Heavenly Court, it would be a good solution.
After thinking about it, Xue Huai said these words to Yun Cuo.
He had said these words thousands of times in his previous life, but Yun Cuo ignored them. When he was asked to be fair and peaceful, he expanded with brute force; when he was asked to be calm and composed, he abused force; and when he was asked to weigh all sides, he acted rashly.
Thinking of this, Xue Huai felt a little disappointed and a little amused. He tilted his head and looked at Yun Cuo, as if he suddenly realized that he had said too much and was suspected of meddling in other people’s affairs. He asked him, “Do you think what I said makes sense? Young Master Yun, I think you need a military advisor or a guardian to help you arrange things.”
After hiding for a while, Xue Huai still couldn’t help worrying about this person. Xue Huai complained for a moment, then urged him, “Do you want it or not? I’m very reliable.”
Yun Cuo looked at him in a daze.
He had been in a daze since Xue Huai started talking.
It was such a familiar tone and scene, as if the scene from the previous life were reappearing. He made mistakes again and again, waiting for him to come and quarrel with him.
He could not find any reason to see him except for a quarrel.
He could not learn to treat others sincerely and warmly like Xue Huai, nor could he learn to be good at dealing with people and win their hearts.
Seeing that he didn’t move, Xue Huai also shamelessly offered himself: “What do you think of me? Can I be your left protector?”
“…Stop making trouble.” Yun Cuo reached out and rubbed his head, whispering, “I don’t want you to be my left protector. I can handle these things myself, be obedient, don’t worry about me.”
Xue Huai didn’t care too much—since Yun Cuo was planning to give up, although he was worried, but he didn’t have to worry as much as he did in his previous life either.
He teased him again: “If you don’t want me to be your left protector, who do you want? It’s been five or six years, and you don’t even have a military advisor? Are you hiding concubines in your harem behind my back? Three thousand beauties?”
Yun Cuo glanced at him, his mouth pursed into a line, and he looked like he was about to get angry. After a long while, he sullenly said, “I don’t want the left protector. I don’t have any other protectors either, and I will never look for a protector in my life. Don’t even think about it, Xue Huai.”
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