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Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Then you shall die here.

“Boy, I know what you’re thinking. You’re wondering what I did to make those sect leaders come after me.”

“But let me tell you, at our level, most conflicts mean nothing to us anymore.”

“What you see as ‘evil’ is just child’s play to us.”

“All I have with them is a dispute over the Dao. That’s all.”

“Different paths, different choices.”

“I’m telling you this now because I fear you might not be able to handle the karmic consequences.”

“As for those people…”

The elder looked up and said loudly: “We finally have guests, so why don’t you introduce yourselves? Otherwise, the younger generation might think we old folks are impolite.”

“My goodness, grandpa, if we tell them, we’ll scare these two kids,” the charming woman said while waving her delicate fingers coyly.

“Hahaha! How old are you guys anyway, still pretending to be innocent? If you won’t say it, I will!”

A burly man was very “helpful” and directly spoke for the charming woman.

“This woman is called Zhou Wanfeng. She originally had a dao partner, they were very much in love, happier than fairies, even more affectionate than mandarin ducks.”

“One day, her partner cheated on her. Zhou caught him in bed with the other woman.”

“In a fit of rage, Zhou killed the mistress and gouged out her partner’s heart.”

“But her partner happened to be the son of the Cloud Rain Sect master, so she’s been hunted ever since.”

“Broken-hearted, Zhou decided that all men are scum and became a libertine. She killed disciples of the Cloud Rain Sect while indulging in pleasures with various men.”

“The weirdest part is, she only likes seducing married men.”

“If they succumb to her allure, she’ll gouge out their hearts.”

“But this woman is quite beautiful, with big breasts and a tight ass. Even I feel a bit dizzy looking at her, let alone other men.”

“So Zhou has never failed.”

“The more people she kills, the more enemies she makes.”

“Finally, some ancient immortals captured her and brought her here.”

“What do you mean weird? Who are you calling weird? And who said I’m a libertine? My partner is dead; I’m at most a widow!” Zhou shouted, clearly upset.

“Besides, the men I seduce are all two-timing bastards. I’m actually doing everyone a favor.”

“Before doing anything with them, I always ask if they’re willing to give me their hearts. They all eagerly nod yes and can’t wait to undress me. It’s truly embarrassing~”

As she spoke, Zhou smiled at Xu Ming: “Little brother, I’m not bad, really. And don’t worry, someone as handsome as you, I wouldn’t bear to kill.”

“As for that guy who slandered me earlier, his name is Dao San.”

“Not bad knife skills, but he’s pretty dumb. He’s obsessed with martial arts and also love.”

“He once destroyed an entire dynasty for a woman. The dynasty had powerful backers, so he’s been hunted too.”

“People wanted to kill him, so he killed others. The more people he killed, the more he got locked up here.”

“Hehehe, those two are lovesick fools.” A skinny old man laughed as he approached, grabbing the bars of the cage. “I’m Zhang Xiaoer, a waiter at a tavern. I’ve killed some people, but not for love.”

A fat man added with a laugh: “Zhang Xiaoer’s kind of dumb. We don’t know what happened to him, but whenever he sees someone killing demon races, he goes after them.” He then asked Zhang Xiaoer: “Are you human or demon?”

“Of course I’m human!” Zhang Xiaoer replied matter-of-factly.

“Why do you favor demons then?”

Zhang Xiaoer grinned: “Humans are worse than demons.”

The fat man shrugged and said to Xu Ming: “See? He’s crazy. By the way, I’m Zhao Can, a butcher.”

The fat man didn’t explain why he was here.

“My name is Wang Ming, and I wield a spear.” A middle-aged man bound by chains slowly spoke.

To Xu Ming and Xuenuo, this man seemed the most normal.

“My name is…”

Others in the cave began introducing themselves one by one.

Including the elder at the front, there were fifteen people in total.

Some introduced their backgrounds, others just gave their names.

But they all shared one thing in common: they mentioned their “professions,” seemingly intentionally speaking for Xu Ming and Xuenuo to hear.

And judging from the spiritual energy pressure emanating from them, none of them were good people.

Xu Ming suspected that even the weakest among them was at least at the Jade Pudding Realm.

Fifteen cultivators above the fifth realm imprisoned in Three Stone Peak.

If this story gets out, who would believe it? Moreover, if the elder’s experience is true, this elder’s realm might even be at Ascension Realm. How many Ascension Realm cultivators exist in the world today? Furthermore, Xu Ming’s doubts about something deepened—why weren’t these high-level cultivators just killed instead of being imprisoned here?

It made sense that the elder wasn’t killed since he was an Ascension Realm cultivator.

But the other high-level cultivators aren’t like characters in novels where they can only be sealed and not killed.

“Boy, I know you have many questions.”

Looking at Xu Ming’s expression, the old man grinned, revealing black-yellow teeth.

“You wonder why I saved you for no reason.”

“You wonder why I bothered to explain things to you when I didn’t have to.”

“You question my identity and whether my words are true or false.”

“You wonder why those people didn’t kill me but instead trapped us here.”

“Boy, this world is far more complicated than you think.”

“But you’re partly right. I didn’t save you out of kindness.”

“I saved you because I want to make a deal with you. What do you think?”

“What if I don’t want to make a deal with you?” Xu Ming asked.

The old man looked up at the dark, immeasurably high ceiling and slowly said:

“Then you shall die here.”

Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

修仙, 从青梅开始
Score 8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger) — What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. … My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses. I said to her, “Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment.” Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I…

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