Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

"Recently, the strange phenomena in Lei Ze Mountain have been much more frequent than usual, and the demonic aura is getting stronger day by day."

Many people in the neighborhood have already perished there, and it's said that even the rarely seen ferocious creatures have appeared.

"If you are not absolutely certain, it would be best not to go any closer to that direction in the near future."

Li Qian suddenly remembered the conversation he had overheard among the rogue cultivators at Danxiang Tower, and could only wave his hand with a wry smile.

"Fellow Daoist Lü, rest assured. I was just joking earlier. I wouldn't have the guts to actually step inside."

Hearing him say this, Lü Zhanhua was relieved and nodded repeatedly.

He sensed that Li Qian was not as reckless as before.

"That's for the best, that's for the best. Life is more valuable than anything else."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Li Qian took his leave.

Before they had gone far from the talisman shop, they bumped into someone.

The man had sunken eyes and a bluish complexion. Although his robes were still neat, his cuffs were stained with wine and dust. It was none other than Hu Lu Chen.

When Li Qian saw him, he chuckled to himself.

That bastard is still the same as ever, his gambling addiction is ingrained.

He looked dejected after losing the spirit stones.

Huluchen's eyes lit up the moment he saw Li Qian.

He took a few steps closer and lowered his voice, saying, "Fellow Daoist Li, you've come at the right time. I was just looking for you."

Li Qian glanced at him: "What is it?"

Hu Luchen looked around mysteriously and said, "There's been quite a commotion at Lei Ze Mountain lately. I've got a lead. If you and I join forces and go in to investigate, we might just make a fortune."

"Putting everything else aside, even if we only find a few kinds of demonic materials, it will be enough for us to eat for a long time."

Li Qian listened with a calm expression.

"Fellow Daoist Chen overestimates me. That place has become dangerous lately, and I know my own limitations with my current cultivation level."

Hulu Chen's face stiffened.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you said earlier... Why be so cautious? Cultivators fight against fate; without taking risks, where will opportunities come from?"

Li Qian shook his head and said calmly, "Opportunities... you have to be alive to seize them."

Carrying a jade slip and risking one's life is by no means the best course of action.

"If you want to go, then go ahead; you don't need to count me in."

After saying that, he turned and left.

When Hulu Daoist saw that he really refused, he immediately became a little anxious, "Li Qian, this is not right."

He hurriedly reached out to block their way, his voice rising several decibels.

"You weren't usually this timid and hesitant."

Why are you putting on airs when I just kindly helped you out?

Li Qian stopped in his tracks, looked up at him, and his gaze dimmed slightly.

Hulu Chen felt a chill run down his spine from that look, and the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.

Li Qian then spoke slowly and deliberately: "Fellow Daoist Chen, in consideration of the past, let me offer one more word of advice."

Lei Ze Mountain is a place that devours people without spitting out the bones, not a gambling den with dice cups.

"If you lose the bet, at most you'll lose some spirit stones and have to work as a spirit farmer for a few years."

"If you lose your life, you'll have nothing left."

"I cannot do this kind of business."

After saying that, he didn't wait for Hu Luchen to continue his pursuit and left in a huff.

Only Hu Luchen remained standing in place, his expression shifting between light and dark, a hint of resentment and impatience in his eyes.

Clearly, this time he wasn't just itching to do something.

This is a gambling addict driven to desperation, forced to perform his final dance on the rooftop.

……

The great sun returns from the True Spirit Continent.

After Li Qian finished washing up, the sky gradually darkened and dusk settled in.

The last rays of sunlight outside the window were swallowed up by the shadows of the eaves.

Instead of resting, he took out the talismans he had bought during the day and laid them out on the table to examine them closely.

The Earth Talisman, the Blazing Talisman, and the Golden Shield Talisman—the runes are either deep and solid or blazing, with a hidden flow of spiritual light.

Li Qian calmed his mind, picked up a first-grade low-level golden shield talisman, and slowly infused it with spiritual power.

At the final moment of activation, he secretly noted the consumption.

He then tried two more sheets, and by the time he tried the third sheet, most of the spiritual energy stored in his dantian had been depleted.

"Qi Refining Level 3..."

Li Qian muttered to himself, gently stroking the remaining talismans with his fingertips, roughly knowing how much spiritual energy had been consumed.

With his current cultivation level, he can manage to use four or five low-grade talismans if he only activates them.

If it were a mid-grade talisman, at most one.

The advantage of this talisman compared to the other three lies in its ability to be activated even in lower realms.

In this situation, Li Qian was completely satisfied.

This means that they now have a trump card to save their lives.

"I'll test the defensive power of the low-grade talisman in the secret passage tomorrow."

He put the talisman back into his sleeve, blew out a lamp on the table, and turned back to his bed.

It seems like I haven't had a good night's sleep in ages; I'm just waiting for news tomorrow.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the rustling sound of the wind passing through the bamboo tips outside the window.

Li Qian undressed and lay half-reclined. In his drowsy state, he suddenly heard a very faint sound outside the door.

His hearing is now far superior to what it used to be, and the Yang Flame Force in his palm instantly condenses, ready to be released in the next moment.

But the door was gently pushed open, and a slender figure slipped in quietly, then closed the door behind her.

Li Qian was taken aback; the person who came was Ye Mei.

The young maid was only wearing a thin silk dress, her hair loosely tied up, and her cheeks were already flushed.

She was also holding a newly changed soft quilt in her arms.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and stood by the door, her breath trembling.

Li Qian was momentarily stunned.

"What...what are you doing?"

Ye Mei looked at Li Qian's handsome face and shrugged slightly.

Her voice was barely audible: "Having received your understanding during the day, young master, this servant... has come to attend to the second young master and help him to rest."

When the words "peaceful sleep" were mentioned, her ears turned bright red.

Li Qian was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

Lately, his mind has been preoccupied with the bear demon, the Demon Slayer Bureau, the True Spirit Continent, and the spirit stones, and he hasn't thought about this place for the time being.

The lamplight cast a dim, yellowish glow, and the night was as still as water.

The young girl stood before the couch, her head bowed, a peach blossom glistening with dew.

Looking at her, Li Qian's tense mind relaxed a little.

He coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "You're all inside, what are you standing there for?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Mei bit her lip, responded softly, and slowly stepped forward, carrying the quilt.

The curtains hung low, and the lamp wick flickered gently.

The room was filled with the darkness of night, gradually permeated by wisps of soft fragrance and warmth.

She only knew that the brocade quilt was lightly covering her, her jade-like arms were warm, the curtain shadows swayed red, and the spring atmosphere was getting stronger.

That night, the boudoir was warm and the bed was filled with the colors of spring; there's no need to elaborate.

……

When I woke up the next morning, the window paper was already letting in a faint light.

Li Qian woke up very early.

After a night of passion, some of the pent-up frustration in my chest dissipated, and my mind was clearer than the night before.

He glanced to the side and saw that Ye Mei was no longer on the bed.

The quilt by the tatami was folded neatly, and even the clothes that had been scattered around last night had been tidied up.

The room was spotless, with only a faint scent of a young woman lingering in the bed curtains.

Li Qian threw off the covers and got out of bed, putting on his clothes and fastening his belt. He was not used to having outsiders tidy his clothes for him and always did it himself.

After everything was tidied up, the sound of light footsteps came from outside.

Immediately afterwards, a maidservant whispered through the door, "Second Young Master, a message has come from the front that the Master requests your presence."

Li Qian raised an eyebrow.

coming.

He straightened his clothes, and the languid look in his eyes vanished in an instant, leaving only clarity and composure.

Pushing open the door, I saw that the sky outside was already bright, and the grass and trees in the courtyard were still covered with morning dew.

A breeze rustled through the corridor, and the bell rang softly.