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

These words reached Su Qingwu's ears, and her whole world went blank, buzzing around her.

The warmth and kindness of the past twenty years have shattered like a mirage, leaving only nauseating bloodshed.

Those senior sisters who disappeared without a trace, and those obedient and sensible junior sisters.

Those figures sent away by their master under the pretext of "going down the mountain for training"...

It turns out that their destination was not the glamorous world down the mountain, but this devil's alchemy furnace!

"brute!!"

Su Qingwu's screams were heart-wrenching.

The weakness in his eyes was burned away by hatred, and his gaze became firm.

Her sister's hand covered the back of her hand, and that faint support became the final push.

The two of them put their hands together and used all their strength to stab the longsword that had buried their faith for twenty years!

puff!

The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh echoed through the cave.

The long sword plunged straight into his throat, pinning Yin Yangzi to the rock.

His eyes were filled with resentment, his hands gripped the blade tightly, and finally his head lolled to the side, and he fell silent.

Warm blood spurted out, staining the sisters' snow-white windbreakers red.

Su Qingwu loosened her grip on the sword hilt, her body went limp, all her strength drained away. She staggered back a few steps, knelt on the ground, and covered her face, weeping bitterly.

Her cries were hoarse, filled with sorrow, fear, and the exhaustion of breaking free from the shackles of the past.

Zhou Ran strode forward, pressed down on Yin Yangzi's head with one hand, his actions showing no pity whatsoever.

The demonic power within his body circulated, instantly turning his corpse into a handful of black soil, which became the last source of nourishment on Zhou Ran's path to Foundation Establishment.

Immediately, he bent down and groped around on the corpse for a moment, then flicked his finger and an ancient-looking storage ring fell into his palm.

He violently rushed his divine sense into it, and besides some pills made from human ingredients, there was a jade box lying quietly in the corner.

Upon opening the jade box, a small, crimson-red herb, shaped like a coiled dragon, lay quietly inside, emanating a powerful aura of blood and energy.

Dragon's Blood Grass!

"It's not surprising that it's in your hands, you old dog."

Zhou Ran carefully put away the jade box, then his divine sense swept over a pile of colorful bellybands and erotic artifacts of unknown purpose, causing his brows to furrow.

"Pervert."

He didn't even look at them; he simply put all those magical artifacts into his storage ring.

After doing all this, Zhou Ran walked up to the two sisters who were still sobbing.

"Alright, stop crying."

He pinched the corner of his eye, unsure how to comfort him.

He certainly knows how to please rich women.

Zhou Ran was no match for comforting these two naive young girls.

"Out with the old, in with the new."

Su Qingwu raised her head, her eyes, red and swollen from crying, filled with confusion and helplessness.

Brother Zhou...

us……

We have no home anymore…

Shuiyue Nunnery is a den of demons, and my mentor is a devil.

Their worldview of twenty years has completely collapsed, and in this vast world, there is nowhere for them to find refuge.

Zhou Ran lowered his eyes and looked at the two girls huddled up, looking like they were homeless.

It's troublesome as it may be.

But these two excellent power banks are indeed very useful.

Besides, he was the one who personally helped them shatter their past, so naturally, he should be the one to shape their future.

"Who said we don't have a home?"

Zhou Ran took out a business card from his pocket and flicked it with his finger.

"Jiangcheng, an extraordinary gym."

"We need two receptionists. Room and board will be provided."

"Of course, most importantly..."

Zhou Ran grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"The boss is handsome, and he's also a great fighter."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Currently, the most important medicinal materials for foundation building have been obtained.

The most urgent task is to break through as soon as possible and go to the capital to wipe out the Song family and the Wuji Sect.

Inside the cave, only the two sisters and that thin card remained.

Su Qingwu's hand was a little unsteady as she picked up the business card.

It was just an ordinary piece of coated paper, but in her hands it felt as heavy as a mountain.

This card is the ticket for the two sisters to a new and unknown world.

The man before me was like a devil...

They destroyed everything they had, yet in a forceful manner, they gave her a way out.

Su Qingwu's mind was in turmoil.

"sister……"

Su Qingling tugged at her sleeve. Tears still clung to her face, but the fear in her eyes had faded, replaced by a strange radiance.

"Let's go with him."

She could never forget the image of Zhou Ran standing in front of her, his back as he annihilated all the enemies with a single punch.

That feeling was more real and more reassuring than my master's twenty years of teachings.

"Um."

Finally, she carefully accepted the business card, took her sister's hand, and quickly walked out of the cave.

......

The night in southern Xinjiang is as deep as ink.

Inside a secluded room at Yunbian B&B.

Zhou Ran sat cross-legged on a futon, shirtless.

Dragon whisker grass, icy pool ice crystals, scorching drought demon corpse pills, and a century-old placenta dug out of a grave are quietly placed beside me.

Within him was his own body, deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, where Ye Futian's soul pearl remained dim and motionless.

"It's really troublesome without that old devil around."

Zhou Ran shook his head and sighed.

His path to immortality didn't even have an instruction manual.

His only reliance was the old demon in his sea of ​​consciousness.

But then, this old demon tried to possess my body.

It's a real dilemma—I can't let go of it, and I can't keep it.

Just as he hesitated, a white umbrella emerged from his crotch.

"Boss, this is a high-level game."

Bai Xuan had shrunk to the size of a palm and was leaning against Zhou Ran's belly.

His two beady eyes were fixed on the materials on the ground, and his tone revealed a smug "I'm very professional" attitude.

It was, after all, a spirit that had cultivated for thousands of years, and of course it could see Zhou Ran's predicament.

Although it was unaware that an old demon resided in Zhou Ran's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, we can also glean some insights from his conversation with the ancient monk.

This kid must have inherited some kind of demonic skill.

He just didn't know how to use it.

Now is his best chance to prove himself as the "Number One Doctoral Supervisor in Laoshan"!

It cleared its hoarse voice, tucked its two tendrils behind its back, and began to pontificate like an old scholar.

"This dragon blood grass is an extremely yang substance; eating it is almost like swallowing the sun."

For an ordinary person, one bite would cause them to spontaneously combust, leaving not even ashes.

"But the icy crystals of the cold pool and the corpse pills of the drought demon are extremely yin and cold evil objects."

Especially this corpse pill, which contains the corpse poison and resentment of that old zombie accumulated over a thousand years.

As Bai Xuan spoke, he pointed with his beard:

"As for the placenta, it is meant to represent the primordial Qi that leads from death to life, and it is an excellent adhesive."

It glanced at Zhou Ran's expression, and seeing that he didn't interrupt, it grew bolder and leaned closer to say something.

"Boss, your Qilin Arm has just been reattached. Although it looks powerful, it's still an outsider and hasn't fully integrated with your body yet. It's all thanks to your demonic art inheritance that it's holding it together."

The ferocious fighting spirit emanating from within could turn against you at any moment.

"My suggestion is to first swallow the Dragon Blood Grass, and use that violent yang fire to soften your meridians."

Then administer the Corpse Pill and Ice Crystal for a double shock of ice and fire, and finally finish with the Placenta Chariot to completely fuse the Qilin Bone into your bones and blood!

At this point, Bai Xuan rubbed his beard, his face full of flattery.

"Although this method is a bit painful and carries a tiny risk of the body exploding, once it succeeds, the body will be indestructible!"

Of course, without me there to protect and guide the medicinal power, hehe, the success rate... well...

It deliberately dragged out the tone, waiting for Zhou Ran to beg it.

After all, he is the "top doctoral supervisor in Laoshan". With this technology as equity investment, he should at least get some credit for supporting the leader.

As long as Zhou Ran cannot live without it, its value will be magnified infinitely.

After listening, Zhou Ran raised an eyebrow slightly.

I almost forgot about this walking encyclopedia!

"That makes sense."

Bai Xuan was overjoyed and was about to pat his chest to pledge his loyalty when he heard Zhou Ran shout towards the door.

"Qin San".

The door was pushed open, and Third Master Qin walked in respectfully:

"Boss, what are your instructions?"

Zhou Ran stretched out two fingers, pinched Bai Xuan's plump cap, lifted it up like a chick, and handed it to Qin San.

"Take it out."