The Story of a Cultivator Who Died Less Than a Second After Transmigrating

My name is Cheng Hui. I used to be an ordinary college student who hadn’t even graduated yet when I got into a car accident while trying to help someone.

Why used to be? Because I transmigrate...

Chapter 355

Chapter 355

Before he finished speaking,...

A cold glint flashed in Lin Qingqiu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "You trespassed into my secret room. Are you ready to pay the price?"

Before he finished speaking, he crushed the mouse into powder. A drop of red blood essence was extracted. As he manipulated it, the blood essence was stained with an ominous black. Then he said: "Go!"

The essence and blood, which had gradually turned black, flew through the air and returned to its master.

"ah!"

A faint scream rang in Lin Qingqiu's ears. He curled his lips slightly. "Do you think that controlling a puppet can hide the connection between you two? Naive!"

Lin Qingqiu twisted his fingers. It turned out that being with Cheng Hui had a great influence on him. If it were in the past, he would never have spared this man's life.

Of course, he is not feeling well now. His energy and blood are depleted, his body is dying, and he only has one breath left. But at least he has time to say goodbye to his family - if he still has family.

Lin Qingqiu suppressed his smile. Returning to his body was an accident, but since it had already happened, he could only accept it.

Before, after he discovered that Cheng Hui had been reincarnated, his soul had been traveling outside, while his body pretended to be in seclusion and was confined here.

Fortunately, there are not many Divine Transformation cultivators in Xuanheng Realm. Except for this odd one, he has stayed in Xuanheng Realm in order to resurrect Cheng Hui. The others who have the hope of continuing to advance have gone to the big world to seek opportunities, while the remaining few are nominally guarding the mountain gate, but in fact they are the kind of people who have no hope of advancement and have returned to the sect to retire.

Therefore, Lin Qingqiu can be regarded as the strongest person in Xuanheng Realm.

Given his identity as the Blood Demon Lord, it would be fine if he didn't show up, but if he did, it would definitely cause a chain reaction.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just the fact that he was going to hold a dual cultivation ceremony with Cheng Hui was enough for those old men to think about it for a long time.

Lin Qingqiu: ...I feel that my life is getting harder and harder.

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it anymore. The more I think about it, the more upset I get.

He is the Blood Demon Lord. As a Demon Lord, does he need to seek the opinions of those old immortals before holding a dual cultivation ceremony with Cheng Hui?

Having made up his mind, Lin Qingqiu stood up with a flick of his sleeves, and slowly left the secret room where he had been secluded for nearly a hundred years.

All defense measures outside the secret room were turned off, and he walked along the long passage to his own bedroom in the Demon Palace.

After he left, this place was closed. For such a long time, no one has come in...?

Lin Qingqiu: ...

He looked at the furnishings in the room silently, his face twitching.

It hurts a little.

A hundred years of seclusion did not mean that he had lost his memory. He was familiar with every tree and blade of grass in the palace. Although there were no traces left on the ground, he was still very clear that someone had been here.

Lin Qingqiu gritted his teeth. Could it be that he had been in seclusion for too long, so that his subordinates were now so bold? They actually dared to come to his bedroom to test him?

He snorted coldly: "Blood Shadow! Come out!"

There was a painting hanging on the wall, showing the back of a man drinking under the moon. As soon as Lin Qingqiu finished speaking, the back twisted and slid down from the picture, becoming a bloody shadow.

"Who was here?" Lin Qingqiu asked.

Blood Shadow's hoarse voice rang out: "I can't see it."

Lin Qingqiu raised his eyebrows. Even the blood moon could be deceived. It seemed that quite a few people were interested in his whereabouts.

"Go." Lin Qingqiu smiled grimly, "Kill the man and bring his soul back."

Blood Shadow nodded, lay down on the ground, and slid out along the ground.

The function of Blood Shadow is not just monitoring, its most powerful feature is actually its ability to distinguish auras.

Not to mention that the man only blocked Xueying's vision. Even if he blocked Xueying's five senses, as long as there was even a trace of his breath left, Xueying would be able to find him.

Lin Qingyang sat in the bedroom for a while, and soon the blood shadow slid back from the ground.

He stood up, pulled out a panicked soul from his body, looked at the familiar face, and Lin Qingqiu sneered.

It's really not surprising at all...

"Your Majesty??" The soul was stunned when it saw Lin Qingqiu. Then it regretted it. It knew that who else could drive the blood shadow besides Your Majesty?

"Chongwu, you are so brave that you even dare to break into my bedroom." Lin Qingqiu said lightly.

Chongwu was thrown to the ground by Xueying, but he didn't even dare to resist. He just shook like a sieve and couldn't speak.

Lin Qingqiu looked at him and suddenly felt a little bored. He waved his hand casually, and the blood shadow stepped forward and swallowed the soul in one gulp.

"You go back first." Lin Qingqiu instructed Xueying.

The blood shadow slid back into the painting and turned into the back of a man.

Lin Qingqiu rubbed his forehead. Why were the demon cultivators always defeated by the righteous cultivators? It was because most of the demon cultivators were such quick-success idiots, greedy for quick success and instant benefits, even to the point of not caring about their own lives.

He raised his hand and cast a spell, then went to the front hall.

Everyone living in the Demon Palace suddenly felt as if the entire Demon Palace had come alive, as if its master had returned.

In some rooms, the faces of several people who were practicing in seclusion suddenly changed. They hurriedly left their rooms and headed deep into the Demon Palace. When they met other people on the way, they just exchanged a few ambiguous glances with them.

When they all appeared outside the lobby, the lobby door opened.

The leading woman in red walked in timidly, and when she saw the familiar figure sitting on the high seat, her heart dropped heavily.

The Lord, who had disappeared for nearly a hundred years, reappeared, which was a mixed blessing for people like them.

The joy was naturally that a Divine Transformation cultivator was enough to intimidate those righteous sects, but the worry was that such a situation of holding such great power might never happen again...

"Welcome the Lord out of seclusion!" everyone said in unison.

Lin Qingqiu responded calmly, "Tell me about the recent situation."

The woman in red quickly reported the latest intelligence. During the report, she observed the Lord's face. The Lord's expression was calm, but it didn't look too bad.

This is good, not too bad, just good...

The woman in red breathed a sigh of relief. The Lord's condition before he went into seclusion was very bad. His crazy look made everyone nervous. They were afraid that if he said something wrong, he would be dead.

When the Lord took the initiative to go into seclusion, some people even celebrated in secret, and even hoped that he would go crazy and die in seclusion. But later they realized that the Lord's existence was like a mountain. Without this mountain, they would be like leeks, and the righteous people would come to harvest them whenever they wanted.

At the very least, over the past century, the righteous side has made many attempts, but due to lacking the support of the Lord, they have been forced to make continuous concessions. Now, those on the righteous side are becoming more and more rampant, and the Lord's coming out of seclusion is just the right time to teach them a lesson.

When the woman in red was reporting, she specifically picked out and recounted the things that the righteous had done. Her intention was not to sow discord, but mainly to provoke the Lord's anger.

It would be even better if the Lord was willing to help them.

However... the woman in red miscalculated. She said so much, but the master didn't respond at all, so she began to feel uneasy, fearing that the master would think she was deliberately making trouble.

"Are you done?" Lin Qingqiu asked casually.

The woman in red choked. "So, my lord, you didn't listen at all?"

Complaining was impossible. She wouldn't dare to do that even if she was beaten to death. She could only smile and ask in the softest tone, "My Lord, do you need me to report again?"

"No need." Lin Qingqiu waved his hand. What big deal could the Demon Palace possibly have? Those administrative matters could be handled well by their subordinates. The only thing that could cause them trouble was those old immortals from the righteous path.

He has been in seclusion for so many years, and those old immortals have been testing him for so many years. It seems that Fei Yu and the others are about to reach their limit.

"Let's put the matter of the Demon Palace aside for now. I will go talk to the people from Tianlan Sword Sect, Luohan Sect and Da Guangming Temple in a couple of days."

Fei Yu, the woman in red, felt relieved when she heard this. The other men also breathed a sigh of relief.

Tianlan Sword Sect, Luohan Sect, and Da Guangming Temple are the top ten righteous sects in Xuanheng Realm. As long as the Lord goes to "talk" with them, I think they will not dare to be so rampant.

"I'm going to tell you something, and you do it with all your heart."

"Please give your orders, sir." The subordinates said in unison.

Lin Qingqiu didn't know what he was thinking about, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips. "I want you to prepare a grand dual cultivation ceremony, and send invitations to other sects. I want everyone in the Xuanheng Realm to know that I, Lin... Qingqiu, am getting married."

All the men: ???

Wedding?

Who does your Lord want to marry?

Fei Yu winked at them: Have you forgotten why the Lord went crazy before he went into seclusion?

The men were shocked. "What the hell? Wasn't that man dead? What is the Lord doing? He's not going to marry a corpse, is he? Is the Lord completely crazy?"

Fei Yu glared at these idiots unhappily. How could you and I guess what the Lord was thinking?

Translate: Why think so much? Just be obedient.

Our Lord has told us to be prepared, so let’s be prepared. Those who know too much will not end up well!

All the subordinates: Got it——

"What? Do you have any questions?" A cold light flashed in Lin Qingqiu's eyes.

Everyone suddenly became nervous. If they couldn't answer this question well, would they be dead?

"We will follow your orders, Your Majesty." Fei Yu quickly expressed that she had no objection.

No matter whether Your Majesty wants to marry a living person or a corpse, we just have to do the work!

Everyone quickly said in unison: "We will follow your orders."

"Well, go ahead. By the way, Feiyu, prepare a betrothal gift. I want to propose in person!" Lin Qingqiu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth when he thought of the expression Cheng Hui would show when he appeared in front of him.

Fei Yu felt relieved after hearing this: "That's good, good. Since they can propose, it must be a living person. At least she doesn't have to call a corpse 'Master Madam'."

She was still thinking, wondering how lucky that guy was to be favored by the Lord. This was considered a step to heaven, right?

"Feiyu?"

"I'm here!" Fei Yu stood up straight with a start.

"The betrothal gift must be the best. Also, prepare two dresses, one black and one white. The white one should be made according to my measurements. I'll give you the measurements for the black one later."

"Yes, sir."

Fei Yu was brainstorming frantically. Judging from what the Lord had ordered, the Lord's wife was most likely a man.

That’s right, the Lord liked a man before, so it doesn’t seem strange that he falls in love with another man.

But she was a little curious. The Lord had been in seclusion for nearly a hundred years, so when did he meet the future Lord's wife? Could it be that the Lord was not in seclusion, but secretly went out on a date?

Feiyu was very curious, but she didn't dare to ask.

So, she could only prepare the betrothal gifts with a lot of curiosity.

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