Outside the cave, the night was as dark as ink. Yan Yuchen lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep despite the snoring of Xiaoyuan in the bunk below.
After tossing and turning for a while, unable to find any sleep, he finally sat up.
Closing his eyes to calm the chaotic emotions, he began cultivating in meditation. A vortex appeared in the lake of his dantian, like a thirsty spirit, absorbing spiritual energy from various meridians.
The meridians expanded, pores opening to draw in spiritual energy from the surroundings. An invisible breath flowed in from outside the cave, gathering around him and entering through his nose and pores.
In his dantian, the crystal of spiritual power started emitting a faint glow...
As the night passed silently, faint light appeared outside. Birds nearby began chirping energetically.
A new day was about to begin.
Yan Yuchen opened his eyes, exhaling a long breath. His gaze became clear, and he felt refreshed.
He got up quietly, freshened up, and returned to the edge of the cliff.
Facing east, he closed his eyes and breathed deeply. The morning sun rose gradually, painting the distant mountains red. Clouds burned in the sky, and the world became lively.
Yan Yuchen opened his eyes, gazing at the vibrant world. The clouds of doubt in his heart dispersed like smoke blown away by a gentle breeze.
Turning towards the prison cell, he prepared to continue the unfinished work from the previous night.
The guard captain, thinking he was engaged to Zhou Zhiqi, no longer troubled him about the waistplate. They exchanged greetings and jokes when they met, but inside the cell, the captain mocked him, saying, "Relying on a woman, you're really embarrassing!"
There was envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Yan Yuchen, facing this humiliation, wondered why he hadn't encountered such a situation. If he did, he thought, he would gladly be a compliant "little white face."
"Zhou Senior Sister must be blind. Why didn't she choose me? I'm stronger, more handsome, and the captain of the guard. I would easily surpass him!" he thought, feeling frustrated.
Yan Yuchen was unaware of these thoughts. If he knew, he might have considered a comparison to settle who truly possessed charm and elegance.
"You can call me useless, you can call me trash, or even say I'm a pile of garbage, but you can't say I'm not handsome. That's an obvious lie!"
Entering the cell, he opened the first chamber and observed the situation inside. The infant was doing sit-ups energetically on the floor, looking lively.
Seeing the place was clean and didn't need further cleaning, Yan Yuchen was about to close the door when the infant immediately climbed up, shouting, "Brother, wait!"
He then reached into his ear, pulling out a thin silver needle, presenting it to Yan Yuchen with gratitude, "Brother, thank you. Without your spiritual water, I probably wouldn't have made it through yesterday. This is the Falling Petal Needle, a top-grade magical tool. It moves incredibly fast when activated, killing invisibly. It might be useful for you."
Yan Yuchen glanced at the Falling Petal Needle, smiled faintly, and said, "I saved you without expecting anything in return, so you don't need to offer me a reward."
The infant grabbed his hand, forcefully placing the Falling Petal Needle in his palm, earnestly saying, "This is not a reward, it's gratitude. Brother, I know you're different from those people. I hope you can leave here and become a powerful cultivator."
After a brief hesitation, Yan Yuchen accepted the treasure, patted the infant's head, said no more, and left the cell.
Opening the second chamber, the large-headed demon was trembling, gnawing on a hard stone slab, with miserable wounds and blood on its face.
Upon Yan Yuchen's entrance, it immediately cursed maliciously, "You, human scum destined for hell, trying to deceive me for my treasures again? Dream on! Even if I die, I won't let you succeed!"
With that, it raised its head and started banging forcefully on the hard ground, attempting suicide.
Clearly tortured to the edge of collapse, it couldn't bear it any longer and didn't want to give these humans who deceived and harmed it any advantage. Thus, it sought a swift end.
Yan Yuchen approached, kicked it aside, and then took out the jade bottle filled with spiritual water, placing it in front of the demon, saying, "Want to die? Fine, drink the spiritual water before you die. That way, you'll have more strength to bash your head on the ground and make your death more spectacular. What do you think?"
"S-Spiritual... water?"
The large-headed demon, covered in blood, stared at the jade bottle. Its eyeballs, already protruding, seemed on the verge of falling out. Then, it vehemently shook its head, cursing, "Impossible! Impossible! It can't be spiritual water! You deceitful and cunning human, who are you? What right do you have to possess a whole bottle of spiritual water? Even if you have it, would you kindly give it to me? Even if I die, I absolutely won't fall for your tricks!"
Yan Yuchen squatted down, picked up the jade bottle, uncorked it, and poured a drop onto the demon's grotesque face, saying nonchalantly, "If you don't want it, I'll give it to other spirits. They might genuinely appreciate it, unlike you, endlessly cursing. You're a monster, and I naturally disdain you. But you're so uncivilized. You see, humans are born from humans, and monsters are born from monsters. Why are you different? Are you a result of a human and monster mating, or perhaps a mix of a human dad and a monster mom, abbreviated as 'human-monster hybrid rice'? Well, judging by your big head, you probably drank too much Sanlu milk powder when your human or monster mom ran out of milk. Forget it, seeing your pitiful state, I'll forgive you this time. I won't bother arguing with you."
The large-headed demon lay on the ground, staring at him with a dumbfounded expression, apparently confused by his complicated and nonsensical words.
As Yan Yuchen was about to leave, the demon suddenly jumped up, grabbed his arm, snatched the spiritual water, and with a face full of joy exclaimed, "It's spiritual water! I remember this taste! Hahaha... great! I don't have to die!"
Without waiting for Yan Yuchen to react, the demon popped the bottle open, tilted its head back, and swiftly gulped down the entire bottle of spiritual water, shaking with excitement.
After finishing all the spiritual water, it immediately felt a familiar warmth surging within, shaking its body in comfort. It swung its head, laughed heartily once again.
Yan Yuchen snatched the empty bottle from its hand, gave it a disdainful look, and left the cell without saying a word.
"Hey, wait, I..."
The large-headed demon was about to speak, but Yan Yuchen slammed the cell door shut with a bang, ignoring it.
Today's task wasn't done yet, and there was no time to waste on its ramblings.
Entering the third cell, Yan Yuchen felt a moment of panic, but he quickly calmed himself and opened the door.
As soon as he stepped in, he sternly said, "Little monster, I'm here to clean the cell. If you dare to bite me again, don't blame me for being rude. I..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he widened his eyes, staring dumbfounded in place.
Under the dim wall, the nine-tailed fox took off her clothes and was kneeling on the ground with her beautiful butt raised. Her slender and graceful body was wrapped by nine furry tails, vaguely revealing patches of snow-white jade-smooth skin.
And she was biting a pair of blue underwear in her mouth, and her watery eyes were looking at him extremely seductively and provocatively...
The most important thing was that the underwear looked so familiar!
Suddenly, Yan Yuchen was shocked and almost touched his crotch.
Immediately, his expression changed drastically!