After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

The nights in southern Xinjiang are hot and humid, the air feels so stuffy that it makes your chest feel constricted.

In the guesthouse room, the air conditioner was running at full speed at 16 degrees Celsius, but the cold air it blew out was still mixed with sticky moisture.

Master Qin spread out a yellowed cowhide map on the coffee table, his brow furrowed with wrinkles deep enough to trap a mosquito.

He pressed his knuckles firmly onto several bright red circles on the map.

"Sir, the situation is more complicated than we anticipated."

"This time, it's not just these few reckless domestic companies that are eyeing Wanyao Valley."

Qin Sanye traced his finger along the edge of the map, next to an unfamiliar skull marker.

"Near the border, the brothers found several blond-haired, blue-eyed guys. They had no spiritual power, but their blood and energy were so vigorous that they were not human."

Zhou Ran looked down at the map without saying a word.

"A person with superpowers, or a cyborg."

Master Qin lowered his voice, his words barely concealing his apprehension.

"In addition, there is another group of people who are elusive and use Japanese ninjutsu."

Zhou Ran was not surprised.

Dragon's Blood Grass.

A spiritual object capable of cleansing the marrow and rejuvenating the bones is enough to attract various forces to fight over it at any cost.

He looked up, his gaze passing over the map and landing on the two sisters huddled on the sofa in the corner.

The two sisters were already beautiful, and to avoid attracting attention, Zhou Ran specially asked Feng Lili to buy them clothes.

At this point, the two changed into windbreakers.

Even their loose sportswear couldn't hide their exquisite figures; the unique charm of their voluptuous bodies was subtly revealed.

That's the scent of the ocean waves.

Su Qingwu tensed up, shielding her younger sister behind her, her eyes watching every move warily.

Zhou Ran beckoned to them with his finger.

Su Qingwu's body stiffened.

She bit her lower lip hard, her stubbornness flickering in her eyes, but ultimately suppressed by fear.

She pulled her younger sister along, and they slowly made their way over.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

The oppressive feeling this man exuded far surpassed any story my master had ever told.

"If we're going to get into the valley, we need to know what use you are."

Zhou Ran leaned back on the sofa, her fingers tapping silently on her knees, the rhythm striking the heartstrings of the two sisters.

"What else does your Shuiyue Nunnery teach besides widowhood?"

Su Qingwu's chest heaved as she forcefully defended the dignity of her sect.

"We are legitimate exorcists!"

"Oh?"

Zhou Ran raised an eyebrow.

Tell me about it.

To prove she wasn't useless, Su Qingwu straightened her slender back.

"In today's cultivation world, besides martial arts masters, there are also 'celestial masters' like us who specialize in spiritual beings!"

The Celestial Master system is divided into Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Celestial Origin, and even the legendary Divine Rank based on strength!

At this point, she carefully pulled a gold badge from her collar.

The badge shimmered under the light, its surface covered with intricate runes.

"Qingling and I were just promoted to 'Gold Level' Celestial Masters last month!"

Even a hundred-year-old vengeful ghost has the power to fight!

Su Qingling, who was standing next to her, nodded vigorously and added in a low voice:

"My master is a top-tier expert at the 'Heavenly Origin' level!"

After hearing this, Zhou Ran let out a soft chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?"

She was somewhat annoyed.

"A Gold-level Celestial Master is highly respected outside!"

"I laugh at your naiveté."

Zhou Ran shook his head, his demonic eyes, glowing with purple light, revealing an indifferent gaze that seemed to see through everything.

"The so-called gold level is nothing more than the spiritual power of the early stage of Foundation Establishment."

"Moreover, your cultivation method has gone astray from the very beginning. All the spiritual energy is used for only one thing: purification."

He stood up, took a step, and was already in front of Su Qingwu.

A powerful sense of oppression came over me.

Su Qingwu instinctively stepped back, but her back hit the wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

"A student who excels in one subject but not another."

Zhou Ran uttered three words.

"Using your water-filled spiritual energy to wash away ghosts is indeed effective."

"but……"

He then changed the subject.

"What if the person standing opposite is a living person?"

"Are they evil cultivators trying to capture you to use as cultivation vessels, or are these mountains full of desperate criminals who would risk their lives for money?"

"They don't need to know any magic."

"A poisoned dagger can pierce your heart before you even chant the incantation."

"He has the power, but no way to kill."

Zhou Ran's words ruthlessly dissected their naivety.

"What's the difference between you and a three-year-old child holding a fire hose?"

It looks impressive, but if you actually encounter a butcher with a knife, what can you do besides scream?

Su Qingwu's face drained of all color.

She wanted to argue, but what flashed through her mind was the image of being knocked down by this man's finger, her body going limp and powerless.

All the words were stuck in his throat.

What they learned was how to perform rituals to help ghosts pass on.

But now they are facing people who are more terrifying than ghosts.

"So, figure out your position."

Zhou Ran withdrew his imposing manner and softened his tone.

"You are not some Golden Celestial Masters, nor are you chivalrous heroines, when you enter the valley this time."

"You only have one task."

"Be my 'human radar' and 'power bank'."

"The Yin energy of Wanyao Valley is soaring to the heavens, and your physical constitution is the best purifier."

"I require you to maintain the flow of spiritual energy throughout. You are not allowed to stop until I tell you to."

Su Qingwu bit her lip until it bled.

humiliation.

Endless humiliation.

It turns out that in his eyes, they weren't even human beings, but just two useful objects.

But Su Qingling's thinking is not on the same wavelength as her sister's.

When she heard that she didn't have to fight, but only had to stand and "release water," her big, bright eyes lit up.

She timidly raised her hand.

"that……

is not it……

"So we don't have to fight anymore?"

The little girl's eyes shone with anticipation.

"If we perform well, on the way..."

Can I eat meat?

"The kind with lots of chili oil."

The air fell silent.

Su Qingwu wished she could cover her sister's mouth.

Zhou Ran was also taken aback, then laughed at the little foodie's antics.

"obedient."

"Don't even mention the chili oil, I'll slice off the dragon meat for you to use in hot pot."

The tense atmosphere in the room was somewhat eased by this thoughtless remark.

Master Qin seized the opportunity to speak:

"Sir, what's the tactic?"

"You drive outside and wait for me."

Zhou Ran gave the instructions.

"In the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, firearms are useless, and having too many people is just a burden."

"This time, it's just the three of us going in."

Zhou Ran's gaze fell to the window, where the dark forest swallowed by the night reflected two points of purplish light in his pupils.

"Whether it's ninjas from the East or monsters from the West."

"If it dares to reach out its claws, chop them off one by one."

……

night, deeper.

The two sisters were assigned to the next room.

Zhou Ran sat alone on the terrace, her fingertips rubbing her brow.

Dragon's blood grass was the main dish on this trip to southern Xinjiang.

But unexpectedly, so many forces coveted it.

Superpowered individuals, ninjas from the Eastern Island, and now, something that left him utterly helpless...

In this world I've lived in for over twenty years, there are so many things beyond my control.

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall the words of the Buddha's face, Lingxu.

It seems that my fate with that old devil Ye Futian is truly not over yet.

Letting Ye Futian go now would truly be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains.

"Boy, after you obtain the Dragon Blood Grass and destroy the Wuji Sect, don't forget your promise to me!"

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, Ye Futian's impatient voice echoed.

Zhou Ran narrowed his eyes slightly and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Master, of course your disciple remembers."

"I'll let you go once I get the Soul-Suppressing Nail..."