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The two men looked at each other, their eyes filled with resentment as they gazed at their elder brother, who had lost his arm in an instant.

But faced with this high and mighty immortal, they dared not have the slightest thought of resistance and could only lower their heads and kneel down respectfully.

"Please give your orders, Immortal."

Lin Yue watched them kneel and kowtow impatiently, a mocking look appearing in his eyes.

He raised his hand and threw a pill at the burly man, whose face was pale with pain from his severed arm.

"Since you are so sensible, I will reward you with this pill that can restore flesh and bone. Don't worry, this pill can make your limbs grow back."

The fragrant pills were carelessly tossed aside by the man, rolling on the ground and getting covered in mud and grass clippings, stopping in front of him like trash.

The man, pale and sweating profusely from the pain, looked up at the aloof Lin Yue, then glanced down at the pills on the ground.

He gritted his teeth, and finally, with the help of his two brothers, knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Yue, uttering each word slowly and deliberately.

"Thank you, Immortal!"

After saying that, he picked up the pill and swallowed it, and pure spiritual energy suddenly burst forth in his body.

How could a mortal body withstand such immense power! The man let out a painful howl and immediately began to roll around on the ground!

The two men next to him were startled and shouted "Big Brother!" trying to hold the man down. One of them couldn't help but look at Lin Yue with bloodshot eyes and hatred.

"What does this immortal mean?"

"What?"

Lin Yue frowned immediately, becoming somewhat impatient with his questioning.

Seeing this, the person next to him quickly tugged at his arm, forcing a fawning smile.

"Please don't misunderstand, Immortal. We mortals are just ignorant and want to ask if my elder brother will be in trouble for doing this?"

These words were rather pleasant to hear, and Lin Yue's expression improved considerably.

Seeing the person rolling around on the ground again, he couldn't help but feel disgusted. He flicked his finger and pointed at the person.

"Alright, it's just a little pain from not being able to withstand spiritual energy, is it really worth making such a fuss about?"

The white light entered his body, and the man who had been writhing in pain on the ground just moments before felt much better.

But the aftereffects were still there; he could only stand up, his body convulsing in pain.

It was at this moment that his severed arm began to miraculously regenerate, and within a few breaths, a complete arm reappeared.

The man gasped for breath, looking at his arm, which had recovered to the same state as before, or even more perfectly, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

At the same time, she became even more wary of the man's identity.

He winked at the two people beside him, and the three of them knelt down before Lin Yue.

"What are your orders, Immortal?"

"Take these three pills."

The snow-white, round pills, carrying a faint fragrance, floated in front of them.

The three exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty, and one of them asked a question in a low voice.

"Immortal Master, what is this elixir...?"

"Don't worry, this elixir won't do you any harm. Since I promised to help you become immortals, you naturally have to pay a price, don't you?"

"this……"

The three exchanged glances, all somewhat unwilling. But seeing Lin Yue's ambiguous smile, they ultimately dared not disobey.

Ultimately, he had no choice but to pick it up from the ground and swallow it.

Watching them eat, Lin Yue's lips slowly curved into a smile.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The next moment, the three tense people behind him suddenly lost their focus and knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Yue like puppets.

"Please give your orders, Immortal..."

"Go to the nearby town and find the man in this portrait. Report back immediately if you have any information."

"Yes, sir!"

Watching the group leave with stiff steps, Lin Yue's lips curled slightly, and disdain appeared in his eyes.

For a mere mortal to be able to feed them elixirs is already an incredible feat. To think they could become immortals? What a delusional dream!

Thinking of this, Lin Yue's eyes gleamed, and a better idea emerged in his mind.

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The moon sank below the horizon, and the blazing sun gradually rose high in the sky, its dazzling rays shining through the window screen onto people.

The girl lying on the bed was covered with a blanket, her slender, fair arms lying outside the blanket. Her exposed skin was stained with ambiguous red marks, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, beautiful and eye-catching.

"Wife, Huanhuan, baby..."

A long, slender hand with well-defined bones reached out and gently grasped the girl's delicate arm, giving it a kiss.

"I've prepared lunch. My wife needs to eat lunch even if she doesn't eat breakfast, otherwise it's not good for her health."

A clear, deep voice rang in my ears, carrying a hint of gentle allure.

"don't want……"

A body possessing spiritual power does not tire as easily as an ordinary person.

Having been "nourished" by the rich fortune of the deity, the little dodder flower felt lazy and comfortable all over, with a warm power deep within its origin, and didn't even want to lift a finger.

She didn't want to pay any attention to what Shang Fuyan was saying, feeling him playing tricks on her arm, even gradually moving upwards and downwards...

In an instant, Sang Huan trembled all over, and a muffled groan escaped uncontrollably from her rosy lips.

Her long, delicate eyelashes trembled, and the girl suddenly opened her eyes. Her voice, soft and sweet from just waking up, carried a hint of annoyance.

"Fusang, you... ah..."

Sang Huan's slender, white shoulders trembled, and she finally couldn't hold back any longer, slapping the man's head.

Shang Fuyan noticed the girl's anger, raised his eyes, his cold, handsome face flushed slightly, and his slender fingers exerted a little force.

"Huanhuan didn't want to get up, right? It's okay, she can sleep a little longer..."

"You! That's enough, I'm hungry! Don't do anything rash, I want to eat... umm..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was devoured by the man.

……

It's not completely over yet, but it's pretty close.

Finally, Sang Huan was carried to dinner by Shang Fuyan.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll prepare it later."

Sang Huan was full after only a few bites. After Shang Fuyan helped her onto the chaise lounge, she casually picked up a storybook and started reading.

In these deep mountains and forests, she and Shang Fuyan had virtually no other entertainment besides sex; the only thing they could do to pass the time was read storybooks.

Fortunately, Sang Huan is essentially a lazy person and doesn't have any particular requirements for entertainment activities, so she doesn't find it boring.

"Whatever, I'm fine with anything."

He simply turned over without giving Shang Fuyan's words much thought.

"Okay, how about making chicken stew with mushrooms?"

"it is good."

After cleaning up the dishes, Sang Huan saw that Shang Fuyan wanted to cling to her again and hug her.

Sang Huan found it annoying, so she simply kicked the man away and used her spiritual power to bring some dry branches from the forest for him to roll over and chop wood.

Shang Fuyan felt that his memory was pretty good. During the two days he stayed in the house, especially since he was the one who cooked the three meals, he had almost remembered everything in the yard.

But this pile of dead wood that suddenly appeared in the corner of the yard...

Thinking back on the strange interactions he had with his young wife during this time, Shang Fuyan paused, already having a guess in his mind.

He didn't say much, just nodded and said "okay" before turning to chop wood.

Without the men around to bother her, Sang Huan settled down and started reading the novel again. She was so engrossed in the interesting parts of the story that she couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Click"

"Bang"

"Click"

At some point, a series of chaotic chopping sounds, accompanied by the crackling of firewood hitting the ground, began to rise. They weren't loud, but they were still quite annoying.

Sang Huan initially didn't intend to pay attention, but as time went on, the excitement faded into boredom.

She read with little interest, and after looking at several more books, she still couldn't find any she liked, which made her a little irritated.

Turning over, the little dodder flower was just about to find fault with her cheap husband to vent her anger when...

When Sang Huan raised her beautiful, watery eyes and saw the scene outside, she was suddenly stunned.

In the courtyard not far away, there stood a man who always wore a blue robe, which accentuated his tall and slender figure, like a pine tree.

At this moment, his upper body was bare, his slender, bony fingers gripped the axe handle tightly, and when he lifted it to chop firewood, the muscles on his forearms bulged, and the veins on them throbbed.

Looking up, the man's dark hair was casually tied back, revealing his handsome and refined forehead.

Hot beads of sweat streamed down his cheeks, down his refined chin, and then slowly trickled down his Adam's apple...

His strong, muscular chest was taut, with impeccably clean lines, and the distinct beads of hot sweat... ironically added a unique flavor to it all...

The little dodder flower, who was about to curse, froze, her dumbfounded gaze following the beads of sweat rolling down, before unconsciously settling on the arm with bulging veins...

As if sensing her gaze, Shang Fuyan stopped what he was doing and suddenly looked over with his dark eyes!

Like a wild beast choosing its prey, cold and savage, it made Sang Huan, who was already feeling somewhat guilty, instantly panic and turn away from the scene.

A delicate, soft pink blush rose on the smooth, white dough. A blush of shyness and urgency spread to the tips of her ears, like a fresh, delicious peach, making one's heart flutter...

Shang Fuyan, who had taken in all of her flustered movements, raised an eyebrow, and a low, husky chuckle escaped his throat, clearly reaching Sang Huan's ears.

The already shy dodder flower became even angrier after discovering it had been caught.

So, he decided to go all out and simply turned around and knocked down the wooden stick supporting the window, slamming the window shut with a "click".

Well, the men in the courtyard laughed even louder now.

"Stop laughing!"

"I'm getting really angry," the little dodder flower warned, and the person outside coughed twice, looking very serious.

"What are you doing, my wife? We are husband and wife. If you want to look, just look openly. Why be so shy? You know, last night..."

"Fuso!"

Before the ambiguous words could be finished, the exasperated girl interrupted him.

Knowing that the girl would get angry if he provoked her again, Shang Fuyan chuckled and stopped teasing her.

Instead, he lowered his head and focused on chopping firewood.

"Click"

"Bang"

The outside was quiet, except for the sound of an axe cutting firewood and dropping it to the ground. The wooden window was closed, and the noise outside was much quieter.

But Sang Huan couldn't calm down. Her mind kept replaying the man's well-defined, muscular chest and his powerful forearms with bulging veins...

Scenes from last night flashed before my eyes, and my heart raced uncontrollably...

The girl bit her pretty pink lips with her pearly teeth, her watery almond eyes filled with a shy, spring-like allure, making her incredibly alluring.

Finally, she silently pounded the bed.

Damn it, that annoying Fusang!

Wasn't she supposed to be aloof and abstinent?!

But why did she only realize how...unexpected this person was after they actually got to know them?

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

The two spent half a month in the secluded paradise, shamelessly indulging in each other's company. As their grain jar gradually emptied, they decided to go to town to buy supplies.

Knowing that the female lead would definitely investigate Shang Fuyan's whereabouts, Sang Huan had already set up a barrier around them to prevent them from being disturbed when she brought them back.

After all, although the original owner was weak, he was still much stronger than Sang Huan, who had lived for countless eons and spent tens of thousands of years showing that he was young.

Let alone setting up a barrier to conceal the secrets of heaven, even if those few fools come knocking on her door, she can slap them to death one by one.

But she underestimated how monstrous these immortals were.

She protected Fusang from being tortured, but she couldn't protect them from the disgusting mentality of taking out their anger on ordinary mortals because they couldn't find Fusang!

Just like last time, Sang Huan and Shang Fuyan laughed and joked all the way to the town. Because of their happy life together these past few days, she was even more adept at ordering Shang Fuyan around.

Before even leaving the yard, she would insist on being carried, and whenever she saw a pretty flower or plant, she would confidently ask her to carry her over to see it.

Running back and forth, Shang Fuyan was being directed like a dog.

But he showed no displeasure whatsoever. His cool and aloof eyes softened with tenderness as he eagerly followed after them, behaving extremely obediently.

In some ways, it is indeed a good "dog".

But just as they reached a nearby town, far from the dense forest filled with the scent of grass and flowers, they arrived.

A strong, pungent smell of rust wafted from afar...

As a plant spirit, Sang Huan, who was extremely sensitive to these smells, immediately sensed something was wrong, and her delicate and beautiful eyebrows furrowed.

She instinctively reached out and fanned the air. "It smells awful. What is this smell? Fusang, can you smell it?"

"Hmm? No, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up, something feels off."

As Shang Fuyan quickened his pace, the scent became increasingly clear.

As Sang Huan smelled it, the smile on her delicate face faded even further.

At the same time, a bad feeling arose in my heart.

She frowned, reached out and patted Shang Fuyan, signaling him to put her down.

I walked quickly toward the source of the bloody smell, stepping on the bluestone slabs to reach the flat road.

Unlike the bustling scene of the previous days, the once crowded walkway was deserted, and the lively hawking sounds from the nearby town had vanished without a trace.

As you walk forward, carefully arranged items, along with various stalls, are scattered all over the ground!

The once clean and tidy bluestone slabs were now covered in dark brown bloodstains, and many corpses lay scattered around them! It looked exactly like a scene from a bandit raid!

But if they were bandits, why were the broken silver and copper coins scattered all over the ground unharmed?!

What on earth happened?!

This shocking scene deeply horrified Sang Huan!

An ominous premonition grew stronger, and vague guesses began to emerge, but Sang Huan felt it was impossible.

Just as she was about to take a step forward and explore deeper into the area.

A rustling sound came from beside me—

"Who's there! Come out!"

The child, dressed simply but neatly, had just peeked out nervously in this direction when he was suddenly startled back by Shang Fuyan's stern shout!