Chapter 62 Forget about evil thoughts, let's beat them up first to vent our anger. ...

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Chu Li never knew her own birth date. No one cared about her birth. The only person who cared about her was perhaps her mother, who died from excessive blood loss after giving birth to her.

In her stepmother's and father's eyes, she wasn't even considered a person, so why would she bother to remember when Chu Li was born?

After marrying into the Shang family, she secretly inquired about the meaning of "Heavenly Yin Fate." Some people said that a child born in a Yin year, Yin day, and Yin hour is destined to have some defects, just like a fortune teller who is proficient in numerology is bound to suffer from five deficiencies and three lacks in life. The same applies to women born under the Heavenly Yin Fate who can understand destiny. Ah Chu became a beggar her whole life and never enjoyed any happiness until her death.

At that time, Chu Li also thought that she did not know her fate, and she also fell into the category of being helpless and reduced to a beggar, which was really unfair.

She never imagined that she might be the daughter of the Heavenly Yin.

Perhaps if A-Chu hadn't told her her birth date back then, she would have dared to think about it. But now that A-Chu has told her her birth date, she doesn't even dare to think about it anymore, convinced that she is a complete imposter... Fate plays tricks on people, and what Chu Li got from A-Chu was actually her own birth date.

Chu Li even wanted to laugh a little; fate was really playing a cruel joke on her.

During her time with Shang Xinglan, she never dared to help him alleviate the marks left by the lightning, fearing that she would give herself away and Shang Xinglan would discover the truth.

If she had just tried it back then, she might have learned the truth, and none of what happened between them would have occurred.

Chu Li suppressed the turmoil in her heart and stood calmly in place. She couldn't let Erlong know that she had just learned her identity, otherwise Erlong would definitely find a way to get rid of her.

After all, she still didn't know what method the Daughter of Heavenly Yin used to suppress the Evil Dragon.

She should have asked Chu Shuyi more questions, but unfortunately she was always too slow to realize it, only waking up when it was too late. Luckily, it's not too late yet.

"Of course I know my identity. Shang Liuyu told me everything."

Hearing her words, Erlong suddenly smiled, "Then Shang Liuyu must have told you how to suppress me. Why haven't you made a move yet, Achu?"

From the moment he saw Chu Li, he guessed that Shang Liuyu was behind it all, since that person had done it more than once before.

But looking at Chu Li's reaction, with sweat beading on his forehead, a strained voice, and a pale face... why did he feel that Chu Li knew nothing at all?

He took a step forward and clearly felt Chu Li's body stiffen.

"Achu, you must cherish this opportunity. Your soul cannot be separated from your body for more than three days." Erlong slowly put his arm around her shoulder and gently reminded her, "Why waste time? Hurry up and get rid of us together. Anyway, it's not like you haven't killed Shang Xinglan before. I was really shocked when you pushed him off the cliff. You can kill him again and seal me away with him... The safety of all living beings rests on your shoulders. You are the savior now."

Chu Li shook off his hand from her shoulder and said with obvious disgust, "Don't touch me."

What savior? She had no intention of saving people who had nothing to do with her.

Let Xie Liyi and Chu Shuyi handle this kind of thing. She's narrow-minded; she can only hold her family of three.

The dragon can't harm her now, but it will definitely try to delay her and trap her in this realm of consciousness. She needs to find a way to get rid of the dragon as soon as possible...

Damn it, Shang Liuyu is really unreliable.

Chu Li grew angrier the more she thought about it. If that dream had been any longer, she would have been able to hear the rest of what was said!

"Okay, I won't touch you."

Erlong casually walked past her, pushed open the door, and strolled around as if he were in his own home. "I'll wait for you here. You can make your move whenever you want."

He lay on the rattan chair, took out some millet to feed the chickens, and his mannerisms were exactly like Shang Xinglan's.

Chu Li stepped forward and kicked him off the rattan chair without any politeness, saying, "You're not allowed to imitate him again."

Anyway, he can't hurt her, he can only scare her.

Erlong clicked his tongue lightly, slowly got up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and said in a low voice, "Shang Xinglan really spoils you too much, that's why you've developed such a personality."

When he saw Shang Xinglan climb back from the cliff, he thought Shang Xinglan would have the guts to kill Chu Li, but he never expected that this good-for-nothing would actually swallow his anger.

If he were to take control of this body, the first thing he would do is eliminate Chu Li.

"Is it any of your business?" Chu Li retorted, her gaze lingering on Erlong. She could hit him, but this evil creature could create many clones within Shang Xinglan's spiritual realm. Even if she killed this one, another might appear out of nowhere, making it incredibly troublesome.

Erlong shrugged indifferently, lay back in the wicker chair for a nap, seemingly unconcerned about what Chu Li might do to him.

After a moment of stalemate, Chu Li stared at his back and tentatively reached out her hand.

How do cultivators use magic? It seems they condense spiritual energy in their palms. Does she also have spiritual energy on her body?

Chu Li tried for a long time, but her palm remained empty.

She has no spiritual energy; is she truly destined for a life of darkness?

After a while, Chu Li felt extremely frustrated and rushed forward to kick him off the rattan chair again.

Screw you, let's beat him up first to vent our anger.

*

Meanwhile, outside the realm of divine consciousness, Gu Ye and Shang Jinyue looked at Chu Li, who had fallen into a deep sleep, and exchanged bewildered glances.

"You damned demon, you insisted on using forbidden techniques! Now look what's happened! If anything happens to my sister-in-law, I will never let you off easily!" Shang Jinyue quickly dragged Chu Li out of the icy pool, cursing as she did so.

Gu Ye was also provoked by him and said in an unfriendly tone, "Why didn't you stop her just now? If something had happened to her, I wouldn't have let you off the hook either!"

The sound of the two arguing woke the little cub up, and the little cub woke up groggily.

Seeing that the child was about to open his eyes, Shang Jinyue suddenly lost his temper and quickly scooped the baby into his arms.

"Why is Yinyin awake? Go back to sleep." He glanced at Gu Ye out of the corner of his eye, signaling him to take Chu Li to the soft couch.

The little one rubbed his eyes, nestled on his shoulder, and whispered softly, "Where's Mommy?"

"Your mother is asleep." Shang Jinyue guiltily hugged the little one and whispered, "Your mother has been working too hard these past two days. Let her get some sleep by herself. How about your third uncle takes you outside to play?"

The little one wasn't fully awake yet, nodding blankly, before Shang Jinyue carried him out the door.

Shang Jinyue cursed Gu Ye in her heart, but she had to suppress her irritation and coax the little one, "Does Yinyin like birds? Uncle will show you the sparrows we keep at home."

He carried the child to the edge of the corridor, when suddenly a figure blocked his way.

Yan Xinbai stood quietly in front of him. Shang Jinyue's breath stopped, and he subconsciously reached for the long sword at his waist.

Could this fiend be planning to take advantage of this moment to attack his brothers?

"I've found a lead on the Eeron."

Shang Jinyue was stunned for a moment, and the little cub in his arms also looked up at him.

Yan Xinbai remained calm, took out an ancient book from his bosom and tossed it to him, "The ancient Great Evil Dragon is adept at gathering the evil thoughts deep in people's hearts into form, therefore it only exists within the realm of divine consciousness."

Shang Jinyue hurriedly took the book, and upon hearing his words, she opened the ancient book with some skepticism.

The text on it was densely covered with information about the E'long, and there was also a pattern that was exactly the same as the lightning mark on Shang Xinglan's back.

"How did you find it?" Shang Jinyue looked at him suspiciously. They had just learned that Erlong was an ancient evil spirit, and it was really abnormal that this demon had found a clue so quickly.

Yan Xinbai coldly ignored his question, turned and left, his figure quickly disappearing into the darkness.

How did you find it?

He had been helping Shang Xinglan find a way to cure Leihen for five whole years, not just overnight.

He had read too many books in the past five years. It was during that time that he saw the ancient book that recorded the E'long. After Gu Ye showed him the illustrations, he was able to find clues about the E'long in those books.

Of course, it wasn't to help Shang Xinglan.

He simply felt that without that immortal bone structure, Shang Xinglan was already on the same starting line as him.

The existence of Erlong actually made Shang Xinglan's starting point lower than his.

Therefore, he wanted to eliminate Erlong so that Shang Xinglan would become just like him. If Shang Xinglan could ascend to immortality, then perhaps he could too.

Shang Jinyue held the book, completely baffled. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this person had ill intentions. Perhaps he was deliberately trying to mislead them with this tattered book. It would be best not to read it.

The little boy stared intently at the book, then suddenly whispered, "Third Uncle, I want to read this book."

Hearing this, Shang Jinyue assumed it was just childish curiosity and casually stuffed the book into the little one's palm, gently coaxing, "Yinyin likes reading? That's amazing. When your third uncle was your age, he used to raise birds every day. Do you want to see birds? Your third uncle has a little white sparrow that's very beautiful and can even mimic human speech."

The little boy shook his head, looking at him with a slightly helpless expression, "Third Uncle, you're just ignorant and incompetent."

Shang Jinyue: "..."

It's so similar; his expression was exactly the same as when Shang Xinglan scolded him back then.

The little boy patted his arm and whispered, "Put me down, I'll just sit here and read, I'm not going anywhere."

This child is so sensible and easy to take care of, Shang Jinyue breathed a sigh of relief and placed him on the bench by the corridor. "Don't run around, and keep your eyes on the ground. Don't look for too long."

"I understand." The little boy sat obediently on the bench and eagerly opened the book.

It has the pattern that Shang Xinglan wore on it; he recognized it at a glance.

The little boy carefully turned the pages one by one. He reads very quickly and knows a lot of words. He can understand most of what is written on the pages.

"The Evil Dragon is one of the ancient great evils. It is formless and mindless, and it will parasitize people with high cultivation and good hearts, turning into a lightning mark to absorb spiritual energy and accumulate evil thoughts at the same time."

The little cub paused, its face turning pale. "Everyone has evil thoughts. The more virtuous a person is, the more evil thoughts they suppress. Evil thoughts are hidden deep within the realm of consciousness, gradually eroding the master's rationality. In just twenty-five years, the master will surely be devoured by his own evil thoughts."

His little hands trembled as he turned another page, his eyes widening slightly.

"The only solution is for the Heavenly Yin Maiden to enter his spiritual realm and bear his evil thoughts alone until he has vented all the evil thoughts he has suppressed for so long. Then the curse of the Evil Dragon will disappear."

A woman born under the influence of the moon?

The little boy blankly repeated those four words.

Who is this?

Whoever it is, please come and help! Something terrible is about to happen to my family!