Chapter 231 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Made to Cry by His Black-Hearted Nephew 09

Now, 888 is increasingly convinced that these modern people who transmigrated to the cultivation world can actually build missiles.

After all, Song Yuqiu alone has created navigation, artificial intelligence and robots. How far away is it from seeing missiles?

As far as it knew, the place where transmigrators gathered was the Weapon Sect. With the Immortal Sect Conference about to be held, it was estimated that the group of weapon-refining maniacs in the Weapon Sect were plotting something.

"Then thank you very much, Senior Sister Song." Yu Sheng smiled gratefully, and was eager to try out the gift that Song Yuqiu had given him.

Feng Ciye, standing to the side, glanced indifferently at Yu Sheng's pampered possessions of Song Yuqiu and her tattered belongings, and couldn't help but sneer inwardly: Ha, what use are these pieces of junk? Isn't Yu Sheng blind?

However, he only said these words to himself.

After all, he was still thinking of infiltrating the Sword Sect so that he could find an opportunity to make a move against Yu Sheng.

That is his ultimate goal.

"Junior brother, you should go out more often. Staying cooped up in the house all the time is bad for your health," Song Yuqiu said earnestly.

"How about we ask that Liu Xianyu guy to send a few more junior disciples to liven things up? The sect has recruited quite a few disciples this year!"

Liu Xianyu refers to Liu Zhixu, the sect leader of the Sword Sect.

In Song Yuqiu's view, he was supposed to be the head of a sect, but he left everything to his disciples, making him a useless sect leader who couldn't turn things around.

Yu Sheng shook her head, politely declining, "Senior sister, no thanks, I prefer quiet."

Song Yuqiu didn't press him any further.

"Junior brother, you should get some rest. I'm going back to catch up on my sleep. I've been refining artifacts all night, I'm so tired..."

Yu Sheng knew that Song Yuqiu had stayed up all night refining weapons for his sake, so he thanked her.

"Thank you for your hard work, senior sister."

Song Yuqiu pinched Yu Sheng's cheek out of the blue. "You're my junior brother, so it's only natural for your senior sister to be nice to you. Why are you being so formal with your own senior sister?"

Yu Sheng's ear tips turned slightly red from being pinched.

"Take care, senior sister."

"Okay, bye-bye, junior brother~"

Song Yuqiu stretched and left with a flourish.

Now only Yu Sheng and Feng Ciye remained in the room.

Yu Sheng sat on the bed, fiddling with Song Yuqiu's silver moon bracelet, earnestly exploring its function.

Seeing this, Feng Ciye silently left the room.

After Feng Ciye left, 888 slowly walked towards Yu Sheng, curiously poking at the motionless "robot" with its paws.

"Sheng Sheng, Song Yuqiu is really a genius. She even created a robot for her."

It's unclear which button 888 pressed, but a glint of light flashed in the robot's eyes, and a mechanical voice, similar to Feng Ciye's, announced, "Welcome to Feng Ciye brand guide dog... Oops, wrong one, it's robot."

Yu Sheng and 888 exchanged a glance and said in unison, "So...she originally wanted to be a mechanical guide dog?"

It's still Feng Ciye's brand.

"Hilarious! If Feng Ciye knew that Song Yuqiu actually wanted to be a guide dog, he'd probably be furious!"

888 couldn't help but burst into laughter, its infectious laughter echoing throughout the room.

At this moment, Feng Ciye, who had returned to his room, and the demon woman who was waiting for his next instructions, were caught off guard and heard 888's demonic laughter.

The demon woman looked at her master with suspicion. "Your Majesty, was that laughter just now from our clansmen who were lurking in the Sword Sect? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"

She tried her best to be tactful, but unexpectedly, she managed to make Feng Ciye's face darken again.

There are only two demons in the entire Sword Sect, where did the third demon come from?

He gritted his teeth and said to his subordinates, "Can't you use your brains a little more next time? Even if we are demons, we're not necessarily as demonic as that laughter just now, are we?"

The woman thought about it again and realized that it was indeed true.

"Your Majesty, I truly never imagined that the people of the Sword Sect would be so insidious, their smiles more demonic than ours!"

Feng Ciye: "..."

This describes his feelings about having a group of stupid subordinates.

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These days, Feng Ciye watched as Yu Sheng lay in the rattan chair sunbathing, occasionally walking his silly dog, and sometimes giving pointers to Yu Nian, who had suddenly switched to cultivating the Path of Ruthlessness.

Upon learning that Yu Nian had cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness, Feng Ciye:

how so?

How come everything is different from what he knew before, even if he starts over?

For example, Liu Zhixu, who was always smooth-talking and liked to smooth things over in my memory, has now become a lazy bum who just lounges around like Ge You; Song Yuqiu, the peak master of Qifeng, always has some strange ideas in his head, and the magical artifacts he sells are becoming more and more abstract; the group of fussy and eccentric sound cultivators from the Yinzong sect have become a funeral brigade, playing funeral music on the next mountain all day long; and the Qizong sect members are all muttering about "technology changing the cultivation world"...

Now, Yu Nian, whom I hated in my past life, should have cultivated the hypocritical path of benevolence towards all living beings, and then become a Daoist couple with Pei Ze, who is bursting with a sense of justice.

But now, Yu Nian is determined to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness; while Pei seems to have been fawning over his master Liu Zhixu, and seems to have fallen in love with Liu Zhixu.

Even Yu Sheng's personality is quite different from before.

If Yu Sheng in my memory were blind and a useless person who couldn't use her spiritual power, she would definitely do bad things in secret with a dark heart, instead of learning from Liu Zhixu to sunbathe.

They also have a silly dog ​​that just keeps grinning.

Yes, Feng Ciye already knows that the creature that made the demonic laugh earlier was 888.

At this moment, Feng Ciye began to have some doubts about Mo Sheng.

Why is everything different from before? What went wrong? Could it be that my rebirth caused their personalities to change?

But... that doesn't quite make sense.

Could it be that these people were also reborn like him?!

The idea had barely surfaced when Feng Ciye rejected it.

If they were also reborn like him, not to mention others, how could Yu Sheng, who was even whipped by him after death in his previous life, not strike first to kill him to eliminate future troubles?

After all, he was the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan, a great demon who nearly destroyed the cultivation world in the later stages but was killed by Yu Nian and Pei Ze.

If those people were reborn, there's no reason for them to keep such a scourge around.

888: You're quite self-aware!

Feng Ciye looked at the leisurely Yu Sheng with a confused expression, and a feeling arose in his heart that Yu Sheng and the others were not the people he knew.

But... how is that possible?!

However, it's not impossible; Feng Ciye thought of his own rebirth.

If he can be reborn, then why can't others be replaced?!

Yu Sheng keenly noticed the gaze that kept looking at her and asked 888 curiously, "What's he struggling with?"

888, who knows Feng Ciye's inner thoughts: "..."

"Your husband is having a brainstorming session right now!"