After Being Mind-Read, the True Young Master Saves the Soul Pet World by Eating Melons

[Dual Male Leads + Mind-Reading + Gossip + Strong x Strong + Beast Taming + Humor]

Si Er transmigrates into a novel, taking the role of a cannon fodder "true young master" who doesn’t...

Chapter 535 Cultivation, Cultivation, Cultivation (1/2)

Watching the grassland turn into a sea of ​​fire in the blink of an eye, Si Yi could only be thankful that they were passing through a relatively secluded and desolate area, where the creatures were mostly insectoids, so it wouldn't hurt to see them burned to death.

Otherwise, he would feel like he had committed a sin.

Soon, the screams of the Zerg, along with the stench of charred insects, echoed from the sea of ​​fire.

Si Yi and his group originally came here to test what Si Xuxin wanted, to see if they could sterilize all the Zerg here in one go.

Is this outcome now roughly the same as what they wanted?

The problem is that it creates a lot of noise, which could easily provoke a counterattack from the higher-level Zerg.

The fire-like plant hopped onto Si Yi and whispered, "Yi Yi, should we slip away first? I heard there are Tier 7 Zerg patrolling around here. We might not be able to beat them if we run into them."

Si Yi looked around warily: "Wait a little longer."

He wanted to wait until all those chaotic remnants of divine souls were dead before making a move. Even though he couldn't see them or be sure if they were dead, he just wanted to watch for a little longer.

The strange fire that Si Yi contracted was the Soul-Burning Flame, which was inherently extremely aggressive towards the soul. After those remnant souls of the foreign gods were struck by the residual power of the heavenly lightning, they were then burned by the Soul-Burning Flame. The more fragile ones were instantly reduced to ashes, and the rest did not survive for long.

Those who were able to continue living were only the God of Prayer and the God of the Dead who managed to escape in time, and a wisp of the evil spirit that they had always protected.

With that wisp of essence, they were able to trigger the riot at the critical moment on Mount Shashen.

It had already been triggered once before, but unfortunately Si Er and the others managed to control it in time.

Now……

I'm tempted to go to the heavens, but I'm also a little hesitant.

When they caused the riot at Mount Shashen last time, they were struck down by the Heavenly Dao. There was no way around it; their actions were rather conspicuous, making it easy for the Heavenly Dao to detect them.

Remembering the feeling of being struck by lightning again, the God of Prayer and the God of the Dead decided to hold off for a while. They would wait until their souls were stronger before causing trouble.

Back then, they came to the Cangshou Continent to expand their territory and take over the entire Yuncang Realm.

Who would have thought that they would all be defeated and killed at the very first stop?

How could they possibly accept this?

So whether they become wandering spirits or mountains of corpses after they die, they will disturb the peace of the entire Cangshou Continent.

Even if the Cangshou Continent splits into two halves, it won't stop them from causing trouble on both sides.

Despite numerous restrictions for various reasons, they believe they will eventually destroy these two broken continents.

Later, with the intervention of the external Heavenly Dao, they felt even more strongly that their two broken continents were doomed.

Who knew that a Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear.

Although there were four divine beings reincarnated, the God of Prayer still felt that Si Er was the most troublesome. That brat's ability to guess names was too accurate. The God of Prayer felt that the other party's intuition was too terrifying.

It's bad enough that they were defeated by a reincarnated god, but they were almost killed by a few passersby just now!

They are gods! How could they have fallen to such a state?

Although the Prayer God and the God of the Dead longed to do something more to vent their anger, they went to the Ice Plains to recuperate so that they could live a few more years.

The area is sparsely populated and suitable for hiding.

Once this storm passes, they'll slip back into their little world. Hopefully, those loudspeakers won't be blaring every day.

Six months later, the God of Prayer and the God of the Dead secretly sneaked back into the small world, but were scared away by the loudspeaker that kept playing on a loop as soon as they entered.