Chapter 6

After seeing Su Hong off, Lin Yibai breathed a sigh of relief, sent Luoluo away, and leaned against the window alone.

Outside the window was the boundless sea. The vast and calm sea surface reflected the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds in the shimmering waves, but for no reason she felt a heavy sense of oppression.

If this sea was so terrifying, how much more terrifying must the Forbidden Demon Sea, where demonic beasts roamed, be? Did she really want to throw Yan Bujian into such a hopeless sea? Once the thought arose, it coiled around her like a venomous snake, sending a chill through her body. If she did so, wouldn't she be sowing the seeds of disaster for herself, incurring even more deep-seated resentment from him in the future?

If she really follows the system's requirements step by step, won't she die in the end?

But just as she thought of the word "death", an idea suddenly occurred to her and she sat up straight.

"System, system." She muttered to herself.

[What are the host's requirements? ]

"Don't play dead now!" Lin Yibai saw it finally speak, and the nameless anger that had been suppressed before suddenly ignited again. He couldn't help but sneer, "The plot just went so drastically wrong, why didn't you respond no matter how I called you?"

The system only responds to deviations from important nodes that meet the rules. Previously, the deviations had not yet reached the warning threshold.

"Okay, I finally understand. You don't care what others do, but if I lose even a hair, you'll beat me up." She rolled her eyes. "Didn't you say before that mission points can be exchanged for things in the store? Now that I have some free time, I want to check out the store."

【Permissions confirmed, the system store has been opened. 】

A translucent screen of light, visible only to her, unfolded before her eyes. The interface was simple and divided into three categories:

[Practice], [Magic Weapon], [Magic Medicine].

She first clicked on the first column, [Practice], but the light screen dimmed instantly, and then a line of gray words appeared: [Due to plot restrictions, the host cannot purchase]

Lin Yibai was stunned for a moment, then shrugged nonchalantly. She had long understood the frail constitution of this body, and as a time-travelling, homebody from the modern era, she had little interest in cultivation.

So she calmed herself down and clicked on the [Magic Weapon] column.

In an instant, the shimmering jewels and precious stones nearly overflowed the light curtain! The dazzling array of treasures dazzled her: the "Flowing Clouds Ribbon" that evoked a graceful figure, the "Rainbow Feathered Robe" that offered a speed comparable to a rainbow, the "Mysterious Crystal Ice Armor" that was as thin as a cicada's wing and could deflect a full-strength attack from those below the Nascent Soul stage, and the "Demon-Slaying Crossbow" engraved with intricate runes that could subdue hundreds of demons with a single arrow...

Each piece was gorgeous and powerful. She took a quick look and fell in love with several of them. She was eager to put them all in her pocket.

As expected, when her eyes swept over the price marked below, she suddenly woke up -

【Liuxia Binding】: 1000 achievement points

[Rainbow Feathered Clothes]: 1200 achievement points

[Mysterious Crystal Ice Armor]: 1500 achievement points

[Demon Slayer Crossbow]: 2000 achievement points

...The cheapest one starts at 1,000 points!

After she completed the "Ten Thousand Insects Attracting" mission, all her belongings were only worth 100 achievement points.

Seeing this, Lin Yibai silently closed the magic weapon page and consoled himself: Forget it, I am now the young master of the Bodeng Sect. I can go back to the sect to beg for money. What magic weapon do I want? I have to take advantage of the fact that Lin Wuya hasn't discovered that she has failed the mission. I will take whatever I can get.

Finally, she took a deep breath and stared intently at the last column—

With a faint glimmer of hope, she clicked on the [Spiritual Medicine] column with trembling hands, begging in her heart: I must have it, I must have it...

When the page was loaded, all kinds of rare herbs and elixirs appeared on it: "Ten Thousand Year Blood Ginseng", "Mysterious Ice Spirit Milk", "Red Eyed Ice Toad"... each with different effects and brilliant brilliance.

But her eyes scanned each line of names eagerly, her heartbeat getting faster and faster, but gradually becoming heavier and heavier.

No.

There is no drug that can make someone fake their death, nor is there a pill that can bring the dead back to life.

"System, is there any kind of medicine... that can make a person look dead but not actually be dead? Or can bring the dead back to life?" She really had no other choice but to ask the system anxiously.

【none】

But just one simple word completely dashed her only hope, as if she had fallen into an ice cave and felt cold all over.

There isn’t even a system store… What should she do now?

How to survive the destined death?

*

At the other end of the deck, Shen Qing and Su Hong stood side by side, gazing at the distant sea and sky. The sea breeze blew past, making Su Hong's blood-red dress rustle.

"That kid is quite interesting." Shen Qing was the first to break the silence, his voice as calm as an ancient well. "He has excellent roots and a calm mind. Judging from the look in Elder Hong's eyes just now, he was clearly considering taking him as a disciple. Why did he suddenly change his mind?"

Su Hong's beautiful eyes flashed with coldness, and she snorted, "I just found out that he offended Bai Bai and wanted to kill him immediately. How could he accept a disciple?"

Shen Qing looked sideways at her with a dull expression: "Young Sect Master, your cultivation still hasn't improved an inch?"

Su Hong didn't answer, but the loneliness and heartache that were hard to conceal on her pretty face finally revealed the answer.

Shen Qing turned back, his eyes calmly gazing at the endless sea before him. After a moment's silence, he suddenly changed the subject: "You've only just emerged from retreat, so I'm afraid you don't know that the old ghost of Kuizhou's 'Wanghai Tower' has passed away."

Su Hong was startled and looked at him in astonishment: "When did this happen?"

"It's the third month after your retreat."

"That old ghost is only a few years older than the Sect Master. They're both at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. They've known each other since the end of the Immortal Age. They've been close friends for a long time." Shen Qing paused briefly, then looked at Su Hong meaningfully. "Did you notice during your time out of seclusion that the Sect Master seems... a little changed?"

Su Hong's fingertips trembled slightly.

Hearing Shen Qing's words, the uneasiness that had been hidden in her heart suddenly surfaced again at this moment - the look on Lin Wuya's face when he gave her orders yesterday appeared in front of her.

In the depths of those always bottomless eyes, there was a touch of heart-pounding, almost crazy red. Thinking of this, she pursed her red lips, but remained silent.

"Although the Bo Deng Sect has fallen into the demonic path," Shen Qing's voice deepened with a barely perceptible sigh, "the cultivation methods of our sect are still inherited from the righteous path, and the mind has not been completely corrupted. But since the death of the old ghost, the sect leader has become a completely different person..."

He paused, and seeing Su Hong's slight pause, a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, he finally spoke: "Do you think our trip will really be effective? After sacrificing human sacrifices and opening the secret treasures of Yunshan, can we really rewrite the fate of our sect? If the young man we found by then is not enough to be effective, the sect leader..."

“That’s enough!”

As soon as he said this, the woman beside him suddenly interrupted him. As if a taut string had been touched, a deep anger appeared on her beautiful face, "Elder Shen, how dare you and I interfere with the order of the sect leader? Please be careful with your words and don't mention this matter again!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly flicked her sleeves and turned away.

Shen Qing was left alone there, looking at her departing back with a deep and indistinguishable gaze.

Then, a sighing sound was heard——

"Don't you know there's another person who was also born on a Yin day, a Yin month, and a Yin year?"

*

In the dark, damp hold, the heavy smell of medicine and despair mingled in the filthy air. Drops of condensation on the wooden boards occasionally dripped, making a heart-pounding sound in the dead silence.

Many medicine men huddled in the corner, most of them with pale faces and empty eyes.

After being imprisoned in the dungeon for many years, they finally saw the light of day again and thought that they had finally waited for the dawn and could escape the torture of drug testing day after day. However, when they were taken out of the dungeon, the devilish guard cruelly told them their next fate - to be thrown into the sea of ​​monsters, become food for the big monsters, and die without a burial place!

Then, in this darkness, suppressed, almost silent sobs continued to be heard.

However, in this despair, the boy in the corner seemed out of place.

Yan Bujian sat cross-legged with his upper body naked. The heavy handcuffs and shackles seemed to have no effect on him. He closed his eyes and concentrated, breathing long and steady. There was a faint golden airflow flowing around his body, isolating the filth and coldness of the bottom cabin from outside.

In the dead silence, he was like an unpolished jade covered in dust, and he was extremely calm, as if it was not him who was about to face despair.

Yan Bujian took a deep breath, and a barely perceptible glint of brilliance flashed across his eyes.

He wouldn't die, he was convinced.

*

Two days later, at midnight, all was silent except for the gentle lamentation of waves lapping against the side of the ship. The ship broke through the thick darkness and slowly sailed into the dimly lit port town of Yunni.

This is an important supply point leading to the depths of the West Sea. Even late at night, you can still see scattered figures and the outlines of moored ships on the dock, adding a bit of bustling aftertaste to the silent night.

Bo Dengzong and his group need to rest here for a while to replenish supplies.

Lin Yibai, who was originally sleeping soundly in the cabin, suddenly opened his eyes when the ship stopped at the shore with a dull thud.

However, the next moment, the haziness in her eyes that had just woken up was quickly replaced by a hint of astonishment and deep helplessness.

Her body was once again out of her control. Her legs seemed to be pulled by invisible threads and moved off the bed on their own. They landed silently on the ground, but walked towards the door with firm steps.

——Well, the Goubi system has started to force hosting again!

Lin Yibai looked at his "active" body with an expressionless face. His heart was numb and he was too lazy to struggle.

She was almost getting used to this sudden "control".

...Destroy it, quickly.