In an era where everyone is cultivating immortality, the system wants me to become a demon?

Chapter 151 Don't be afraid, Young Master Chen, your butt's up in the tree! (Seeking monthly votes!)

Fifteen minutes later.

Thirty kilometers away from the training ground of the Taihua High School's advanced class, a figure staggered forward.

That figure was none other than Chen Xian.

Under the fierce onslaught of the large trucks, he raced for 30 kilometers at a speed of nearly 120 kilometers per hour.

Why is it described as close?
Because he himself did not actually reach a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

Of the 30 kilometers he traveled, nearly one-fifth was not created by him running, but by being hit by a car!
During this time, he did try to break through, but one hundred-ton truck after another swerved and rammed into him, knocking him back to the center of the national highway.

He tried to pry open the guardrail of the hearse, but as soon as he made that move, Su Yuan mercilessly shot out sword energy at him.

Each attempt to break through ultimately ended in failure.

As time went on, he had less and less spiritual power to protect himself, his injuries multiplied, and his escape speed slowed down.

After being knocked away by the 100-ton king once again, Young Master Chen fell to the ground with his hands behind his back and never got up again.

How difficult is it for a person to persevere?

Young Master Chen proved it with his actions.

But many things in this world cannot be solved by simply persisting.

When you're completely exhausted and your adrenaline is depleted, what's the point of just keeping going?

Seeing that Young Master Chen was lying motionless in the middle of the road, Su Yuan, who was sitting on the hood of the car, did not rush to rescue him.

"It might be a trap."

Su Yuan's gaze shifted slightly as he looked at a hundred-ton king in front of him. Using the clan effect, he communicated with it and issued a simple command.

Then, the 100-ton truck veered slightly, and instead of passing Chen Xian normally, it dragged him under its wheels.

"Ahhh-"

A piercing scream rang out from under the vehicle, but was drowned out by the rumble of the hearse moving along.

Why are there so many speed bumps on this stretch of road?

The Dayun driver, feeling the hearse jolt slightly, muttered something strange, but didn't think much of it. He straightened the hearse and drove off.

On the spot, Chen Xian's leg had been completely crushed. He straightened up as if he had come back from the dead, clutching his thigh and groaning in pain.

That once noble and handsome face was now contorted with immense pain, looking dirty and pitiful.

"It was definitely a trap. If I had foolishly gone to save him earlier, I might have been ambushed by him."

Su Yuan's gaze was intense, and he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

My cautiousness is practically the template for a protagonist in the "Sneaky Path" genre!

As for the possibility that Chen Xian actually woke up in pain?
Sorry, this is not within Su Yuan's consideration.

He jumped off the front of the car, grabbed the Crimson Yuan Sword and hovered in mid-air, flying towards Chen Xian. He grabbed the back of Chen Xian's neck and carried him back to the training ground thirty miles away.

On the way, Chen Xian didn't cause any trouble.

Because Su Yuan was flying along the national highway, if he dared to make any small movements, Su Yuan would immediately let go and throw him off again.

Because of the severe overdraft, Chen Xian fainted again after confirming that her life was not in danger.

The training ground is located in a small grove of trees.

Su Yuan threw Chen Xian onto a flat piece of ground and placed the emerald flying sword beside him.

As soon as the latter was put down, a rustling sound came from the grove.

Su Yuan looked in the direction from which the sound came, and a small, blood-red snake emerged from it and affectionately climbed onto Su Yuan's body.

This little snake is the spirit pet of the white-haired loli, Bai Ling, a peak Foundation Establishment demon king whom she personally refined into a blood beast.

In addition to the hearse, Su Yuan naturally had other trump cards in his plan to ambush Chen Xian.

The white spirit he borrowed from the white-haired loli was Su Yuan's greatest asset in this battle.

Once Chen Xian uses methods that even the Great Fortune Chariot cannot counter, Bai Ling will step in to deliver a devastating blow.

However, it now seems that he clearly overestimated Chen Xian.

Whether the other party underestimated him and was not fully prepared, or was stunned by the impact of the hearse, Chen Xian did not use any decent methods from beginning to end.

The battle went exceptionally smoothly, leaving no room for Bai Ling to even appear.

Although defeating Chen Xian was straightforward, the system's task progress remained stagnant.

Clearly, although he defeated Chen Xian, he did not truly subdue him.

How exactly can I get Chen Xian to take me under my wing and treat me like a dog?
Looking at Chen Xian, who was still lying dead, Su Yuan fell into deep thought.

After a long while, Su Yuan made a move.

He searched around the grove and soon found the tattoo needle that had been knocked away.

This magical artifact is quite durable; it didn't suffer any damage from being dropped.

After examining the tattoo needle for a few moments, Su Yuan looked at Chen Xian, a strange smile suddenly curving his lips.

A chilling demonic aura surged uncontrollably from his body, causing the azure flying sword standing not far from Chen Xian to tremble involuntarily.

After half an hour.

Chen Xian slowly woke up.

He felt like he was dreaming.

In his dream, he was chased and beaten by countless hearse-carrying figures.

These hearse men were faster than him, and their punches were incredibly heavy. Not only did they leave him sore all over, but one of the hearse men even stomped on his leg and broke it.

The reason he suffered such misfortune was because he had offended the king of the hearse people.

That seemingly harmless high school boy.

But thankfully, it was all over. Just then, a gentle voice sounded in his ear:

"Are you awake?"

Upon hearing this seemingly harmless voice, Chen Xian's body sprang up as if by conditioned reflex, instantly flying several meters away.

But just as Chen Xian landed and tried to steady himself, his body swayed uncontrollably, and he fell down again.

What followed was a wave of soreness, numbness, and excruciating pain throughout my body, along with my limp, unsupported broken leg.

These incredibly real feelings clearly told him that everything that had happened before was not a dream.

It's all true!

"Su...Su Yuan!"

Recalling everything that happened before she lost consciousness, Chen Xian felt like a virtuous woman who had been abused, her body constantly shrinking back.

As he crawled backward, he growled in a low voice, his bravado masking his underlying fear:

"Don't do anything reckless! I am the adopted son of Chen Yifeng, the head of the Chen family. If anything happens to me, my adoptive father will not let you off the hook!"

"I order you to leave immediately, or you will suffer consequences you cannot bear!"

Listening to the formulaic clichés used by the villains after their defeat, Su Yuan was speechless.

I didn't do anything, so why did I scare this young master like this?
He clearly felt that he was quite kind and approachable.

However, Su Yuan didn't dwell on it too much, and simply weighed the tattoo needle in his hand, saying:

"Young Master Chen, don't be afraid. While you were unconscious, I had already done everything I needed to do for you."

"Why don't you take off your pants and look at your own butt..."

Before Su Yuan could finish speaking, Chen Xian's voice suddenly rose several decibels, and his tone became increasingly trembling!
"My butt? Su Yuan, you beast! So you actually have that kind of taste!"

The tone of his voice carried a hint of something withered and faded.

Su Yuan was speechless.

"Can't you wait until I finish what I have to say?!"

"I'm not interested in men at all. I just got two tattoos on your butt. Take a look for yourself."

"What! You tattooed me?!"

Chen Xian's reaction was even stronger, more horrified than when he thought Su Yuan had done something unspeakable to him!

Ignoring the aches and pains all over his body, he hurriedly grabbed the emerald green flying sword beside him and used the reflective blade to see his own buttocks.

Then he saw that the words "righteous demon" were written on the left half of his buttocks, and the words "primordial beginning" were written on the right half of his buttocks!
Su Yuan's brushstrokes were extremely sharp, carrying a faint demonic power, which made Chen Xian's vision go black!
Oh no, he not only got a tattoo, but it was a tattoo that looked as treasonous as the anti-Qing restoration movement.

If this gets discovered, I'm afraid I'll be seen as someone colluding with the demonic path.

And why did they have to get this tattoo here of all places?!
Will he ever be able to be honest with others again in his life?

In an instant, a feeling of utter despair, as if the sky had fallen, completely enveloped Chen Xian.

Having tattoos means you definitely can't take the civil service exam, and you might not even be able to take the graduate exam at Guantiange.

His path to immortality is almost ruined!
In this immense despair, after a long, blank stare, Chen Xian's expression suddenly turned incredibly ruthless:
"Su Yuan! Since you've gone this far, don't blame me for fighting you to the death!"

"Even if it costs me everything, I will destroy you!"

As he spoke, Chen Xian viciously pulled out his phone from his storage magic item, seemingly preparing to call for help.

But before he could unlock his phone, Su Yuan's light, airy voice suddenly rang out:
"This tattoo can be removed."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xian's phone slipped and fell to the ground.

He stared blankly at Su Yuan, almost thinking he had misheard.

"Can it be eliminated?"

A glimmer of hope flickered in his eyes.

But then, Chen Xian suddenly realized something, and his expression turned cold again:

"Don't try to fool me. I bought the tattoo needle ink myself. Do you think I don't know how terrifying this stuff is?"

"After this pigment enters the human body, it may seem to stay only in the dermis, but in fact it will bind to the person's true spirit."

Even if you cut off the piece of flesh that was tattooed, the flesh that grows back will still have pigment on it.

"Even a Golden Core cultivator like Master Taibai might not be able to remove this pigment, so what makes you think you can!"

Su Yuan clicked his tongue in admiration:

"So this paint is this toxic! Young Master Chen, you really went all out to mess with me."

“But I’m different from you. I’m kind-hearted and I won’t drive people to the brink of despair, so I made some modifications to the tattooed areas before I started tattooing you.”

Meeting Chen Xian's wary gaze, Su Yuan said calmly:

“It’s very simple. While you were unconscious, I cut off your buttocks.”

“Your buttocks had been hanging on the tree for quite some time. Thanks to my secret corpse-refining technique, it absorbed the moonlight from the night sky, completely turning it into a living corpse.”

"I only tattooed your zombie-like butt after I glued it back on."

"In a sense, your buttocks are no longer your buttocks. Whatever is tattooed on your buttocks can naturally be removed along with the rest of your buttocks."

"However, your buttocks were created by me after all. If you dare to cut them off without permission..."

"Don't blame me for not warning you, the corpse poison can spread!"

"Even if you hire the most professional detoxification master, you can't stop the spread of corpse poison in the first few seconds. And in those few seconds, it's enough for your manhood next to your butt to lose its activity."

Chen Xian: "..."

After hearing this explanation and threat, he was even more scared!
Now, even a fight to the death with Su Yuan is impossible!

(End of this chapter)