[Biography (1)
Since when, the trend of raising demon pets has emerged in Tianchen Continent.
Whether they were casual cultivators or sect disciples, they would spare no expense to capture a small demon and tame it, using it as a source of pride. The Qingfeng Sect, with its secret methods for taming demon pets to perfection, became the preferred destination for many seeking to cultivate or purchase demon pets.
One day, while chasing two three-tailed fox demons, the disciples of Qingfeng Sect accidentally lost and let them escape. The disciples felt very sorry because the female fox was pregnant with cubs.
The three-tailed fox demon couple dragged their injured bodies back to the demon territory. After exhausting all their spiritual energy to successfully give birth to the little fox, they used themselves as the center of the formation, integrating their bones, blood, and soul to set up a protective formation in the cave, hoping to protect the child until he could protect himself.
The good times did not last long. When the little fox was two years old, he met a human cultivator who came to train not far from the cave. Unfortunately, he was captured and sold, and became a pet in the hands of the human cultivator.
After eight years, the little fox was blessed with good fortune. Due to absorbing the spiritual energy emitted by its master during his cultivation for a long time, it actually opened its spiritual orifice and became a demon cultivator in the stage of general wisdom.
Little demons of this level of cultivation were not uncommon among spiritual pets, and the little fox continued to be his pet until it was bought at a high price by a disciple of Qingfeng Sect and brought into the Qingfeng Sect. The tragic fate of the little fox, who named himself "Zhuofeng", began.
At first, Zhuo Feng thought that even with his new location, he would still be treated like a pet, nothing much had changed. It wasn't until the first whip marks landed on his body and the whipper's words reached his ears that he realized his power actually had such an effect. He realized that the Qingfeng Sect's secret technique was a complete lie!
The Qingfeng Sect has risen from a small, insignificant sect to a position of influence and influence among cultivators, thanks to the sect leader's mastery of the secret method for capturing and taming demonic pets. But who could have known that the legendary "secret method" that could render demonic pets obedient and unable to escape was so simple and brutal?
They locked all the little demons in the basement and tortured them with their own hands until they nodded and agreed to use themselves as bait to help Qingfeng Sect lure innocent little demons, and were willing to obey the orders of the human cultivators. Only then would they be released from the cages in the basement after being fed healing pills.
There, living a life worse than death is the norm, and death has become the most luxurious way.
Zhuo Feng, who had always been stubborn and refused to nod, thought he would die under torture. Perhaps seeing how tough he was, the Qingfeng Sect's people would not waste their time on him.
Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him. Despite being fed healing pills for a long time, Zhuo Feng, with his weak cultivation, relied on the spiritual energy in the pills to improve his cultivation. This abnormality was naturally noticed by the people of Qingfeng Sect.
They released the scorching wind, imprisoned him in solitary confinement, fed him elixirs to forcibly raise his realm, then bled him and cut his flesh, using the ingredients to refine elixirs, hoping to get a bit of the luck of this incredibly talented fox and improve their strength.
In just thirty years, they had nurtured Zhuo Feng through four major realms, using his blood and flesh to refine countless elixirs and feed a whole group of disciples who had made significant contributions to the sect.
Relying on the luck inherited from a demon, the disciple directly taught by the leader of Qingfeng Sect obtained the rare treasure Purple Blood Ganoderma in a relic.
Cause and effect cycle.
Zhuo Feng, after a long plot, broke free, ambushed his returning disciple, snatched the Purple Blood Ganoderma, and returned to the demon clan's territory. Knowing he couldn't keep all the treasures to himself, he tossed the Purple Blood Ganoderma deep into the demon clan's territory, leaving only a drop of purple blood dew.
To heal his wounds, Zhuo Feng swallowed the Purple Blood Dew. With just one drop, he successfully awakened his bloodline and became the only nine-tailed fox in the world.
The biography was not very long, but Yan Jue took a full twenty minutes to finish reading it.
After reading the last word, his face was gloomy and his lips were tightly pursed. Without saying anything, he directly clicked on the mall and searched for various dangerous and prohibited items in the search bar.
Pan Wencheng was staring at the live broadcast screen and sighing, when suddenly the interface changed. He looked up at Yan Jue in a hurry, wanting to persuade him, but when he looked closely he found that Yan Jue's hands were shaking while typing.
Sighing, he could only wait for Yan Jue to calm down.
Unsurprisingly, the search results were all empty. While the game's last update had added specialties from Atlantis, it hadn't updated the purchasable items in this dimension. After finding nothing, Yan Jue stared at the screen for three seconds, then suddenly placed the tablet on the sofa and began to frantically knead the pillow again.
"Director Pan..." Yan Jue held the pillow tightly in both hands, his brows furrowed.
"Yeah." Pan Wencheng responded. Seeing Yan Jue looking distressed, he said with concern, "I know you're angry, and I'm angry too, but don't let it harm your health."
What Zhuo Feng had said was only the most insignificant part of his experience; he hadn't mentioned a single word about the long years of solitary confinement that followed. They'd thought Zhuo Feng's account was infuriating enough, but when the full truth was revealed, they realized it was just the tip of the iceberg.
Furthermore, as the biographies were unlocked, many of their doubts were resolved. For example, how had Zhuo Feng managed to obtain enough items for cultivation during all the years he was kept as a pet? Cultivation was not easy, and demon cultivation was even more difficult than human cultivation.
"I used to praise Zhuo Feng for his talent and rapid training." Yan Jue lowered his eyes, his voice filled with unspeakable sadness. "Now that I think about it, all those compliments I said were actually stabbing Zhuo Feng in the back."
Does Zhuo Feng have talent? Of course he does.
However, no matter how talented one is, it's impossible to leap four realms in just thirty years simply by relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Zhuo Feng's cultivation was all forced upon him. It was like a goose being force-fed through a tube to fatten it up, waiting only for its liver to be cut open.
Burying his face in the pillow, Yan Jue really wanted to hug Zhuo Feng, touch his fur and tell him that even without any cultivation, he was the cutest fox in the world and deserved to be held in the palm of everyone's hand.
But Zhuo Feng probably didn't want to hear this, because "cute fox" is often equated with pets.
He suddenly looked up at Pan Wencheng and said, "I know why Zhuo Feng attacked Noel on the first day he arrived."
"What?"
"Because when Noel hugged Xiaofeng, he said he was a pet."
Pan Wencheng was slightly surprised, but after careful consideration, he finally understood the key. He rubbed his solar plexus and sighed, "Zhao Feng's initial negative 100 favorability rating was, now that I think about it, quite merciful."
Maybe the lowest favorability limit of the system is minus one hundred.
Yan Jue and Pan Wencheng exchanged a glance, then both lowered their heads and began to sigh. The surprise they'd felt at Zhuo Feng's willingness to open up was gone with the unlocking of the biography. Their hearts were now filled with melancholy and indignation, but because it had already happened and could not be changed, they could only feel helpless and furious.
The room was quiet for a long time. Pan Wencheng was the first to adjust his mentality. He took the attitude towards work and pulled Yan Jue to analyze the reasons for unlocking the biography.
"The biography was unlocked after Zhuo Feng took the initiative to talk about his experience. Does this mean that the two are related, or is this the requirement for unlocking it?"
Yan Jue perked up: "That's right. The content of the biography is similar to what Zhuo Feng said, and it also explains the whereabouts of Zhuo Feng's parents."
He was stunned for a moment, and said in a gloomy voice: "Zhuo Feng said before that he felt that cave was familiar..."
A man who hadn't shed tears in over 20 years now felt the urge to cry. Yan Jue felt his heart. Every time he suddenly became emotional when it came to his children's problems, he always felt uncomfortable.
Shaking his head to dispel the sadness, Yan Jue got down to business. "The biography contains the key points. The experiences summarized in one sentence should be ordinary and commonplace. The ones highlighted are the turning points in Zhuo Feng's life."
"Hmm, did you notice what the last sentence of the biography says?" Pan Wencheng tapped the screen. "'Smooth Awakening'. It mentions that Zhuo Feng awakened smoothly."
"If the biography is about Zhuo Feng's past experiences, then the last sentence shouldn't be written like this. It should be that someone from the Qingfeng Sect found Zhuo Feng's whereabouts and attacked him, shattering his soul. If not, then the previous sentences don't make sense."
"Only the last sentence is strange."
Yan Jue speculated, "Is it because we can't reveal the details of the kindergarten? No, that's not right..." He denied it, "Biographies are meant for us to read. People in Tianchen Continent can't see Zhuo Feng's biography, so there's no way it could be revealed."
"91 must have his own reasons for writing this way," Pan Wencheng affirmed. "Also, don't you think the numbering in this biography is wrong?"
Yan Jue was startled. "Yes, it's marked (one) on it. Zhuo Feng is a real demon. His past has already been told. According to the continuity of character biographies in general games, there shouldn't be a second one next."
Besides, that would depend on Zhuo Feng’s future.
Pan Wencheng: "We need to ask 91."
Yan Jue had the same idea. He summoned 91 and first asked if the unlocking of the biography was related to the cub's own confession of his experience. After receiving a positive answer, he asked, "Why does the biography end with Zhuo Feng's successful awakening?"
This time, 91 didn't give an answer, but instead asked, "Would the player like to spend 50,000 points to get the answer to this question?"
Yan Jue: "...Are you sure you didn't say anything wrong?"
91: “No.”
Okay, he couldn't afford to ask this question, but there were other questions: "Is there a second biography?"
"Yes."
Yan Jue was curious: "What will be written in the second part? Can you predict the future?"
91's signature cold, mechanical voice said, "If players want to unlock Biography (II), please pay 100,000 points. The latter's answer is, I can't predict the future."
Pan Wencheng suppressed Yan Jue's hand as he tried to beat up the non-existent 91 and asked it, "Second can only be unlocked by spending points. Are there no other conditions?"
"Yes."
"Okay thanks, we have no problems."
Hearing this familiar warning, 91 didn't leave immediately like he did before. Instead, he left a message: "Please do not tell the youngsters about the contents of your biography. If you violate the rules, the system will immediately unbind you."
Pan Wencheng and Yan Jue were stunned. They looked at each other for a while before they reacted. They nodded in tacit understanding and decided not to mention it again.
Yan Jue came back to his senses and said through gritted teeth, "This crappy customer service is so desperate for money. After coming to this plane, they haven't learned anything else but to cheat people into spending money, just like those real games."
There are a total of 150,000 points. Even if they can earn points, they won’t be able to earn that much in a short time.
Pan Wencheng took it easy: "The high price means we're getting to the heart of it. Think about it, if we solve those two problems, wouldn't that explain why it's pulling people from other dimensions?"
Yan Jue calmed down and asked, "Since it's so expensive, should we unlock it?"
"Just wait for the decision from above. You will get the points eventually. It's just a matter of time." He patted Yan Jue on the back and said, "You have to get busy from now on. Go to more places to get more points."
He always felt that once the door to large points was opened, there would be more and more important questions asked by 91.
Yan Jue nodded. "I feel like going to celebrity appearances or performances helps me rack up points faster. It's only been a few days, and my points have already exceeded 10,000. I want to go to more of these kinds of places."
He went to a party once, and it turned out that people didn't generate many positive emotions at such parties. It was not as fast as him spending an hour in the park to gain points.
"I saw on Weibo that there's a small music festival in Beijing in a couple of days. I want to go. Director Pan, can you help arrange it for me?" It would be best to find a few people who can withstand the noise attack of large crowds.
Pan Wencheng nodded without hesitation: "Okay, tell me if you have any plans in time."
"How's Noel doing?"
Yan Jue shook his head. "His father and the high priest haven't come to an agreement yet. According to Noel, they haven't even finished reading the entire list yet, so the transaction will have to be postponed."
Doing business with another world requires them to be extremely cautious. In addition, since it is a transaction between the magical world and the technological world, it is normal for the two of them to behave like this.
"But after I reminded Noel last time that his birth time wasn't right, he started to take it to heart. Yesterday, he even asked me how to naturally ask his mother the questions he wanted to know. Judging from his expression, this little fish has a lot of doubts in his heart."
Yan Jue spread his hands and said, "As a real cub, his attention is always easily distracted. It's not uncommon for him to forget something while thinking about it. I don't want to rush him, so let it go."
We didn't urge him before because we thought it didn't matter. As long as Noel was healthy, why should he go to kindergarten? They didn't seem to be that eager to know the truth, and the expert group was the same.
He didn't urge her now because after reading Zhuo Feng's experience today, he felt an inexplicable panic about biographies. He was afraid that after the truth was revealed, Noel's past was also extremely tragic.
"Shouldn't it be?" Pan Wencheng listened and comforted him, "Noel was only born not long ago in real life, how could he have any experience? The biography should be related to the history of their race."
"I hope so." Yan Jue sighed slightly. "Zhuo Feng's favorability is starting to rise. It should be full soon. I wonder what the situation will be with the third cub."
It can't be that every cub is so miserable, right?
Thinking of this, Yan Jue finally felt the urge to quickly gain points and understand the meaning of the system.
Seeing that Yan Jue began to lose focus, Pan Wencheng stopped chatting with him and asked everyone to leave the confidential room and return to their respective dormitories to rest.
After confessing his experience, Zhuo Feng started to feel awkward again. Although he no longer avoided Yan Jue, he couldn't help making small movements every time he talked to him. He was visibly embarrassed. However, his favorability towards Yan Jue began to slowly increase.
At first, Yan Jue thought that when he met Zhuo Feng, he would feel pity and care for him because of the biography, and would do a series of disgusting things. However, after meeting Zhuo Feng, his attitude towards him was not only more friendly than before, but also became equal to his attitude towards Noel, and he did not show any special care for him.
Because Zhuo Feng doesn't look like he needs to be cared for.
He has his own pride and his own persistence. He will take revenge personally instead of hiding behind others, waiting for others to uphold justice for him or wait for others to show mercy.
But Yan Jue still gave him a nest.
Made of pink and white pure cotton fabric, it is round and filled with lots of cotton, making it look soft at first glance.
Zhuo Feng said that he didn't need it, as people who practice cultivation don't care about material things. But in fact, he put his nest on the haystack that night, stepped on the center to make a shape that he liked, and then nestled in it.
The pure white fox with a pink and white nest looks like a breathing cherry blossom-flavored flat rice dumpling from a distance.
Of course, these are things that Yan Jue cannot appreciate.
In addition to taking care of the cubs, Yan Jue also started to go out for long periods of time as planned, wandering around outside. In just two days, his points had exceeded 20,000.
The poor mentality that I had when I saw the sky-high price of the potion worth 1,500 points has completely disappeared.
That night, after attending the music festival, Yan Jue couldn't wait to run out two blocks with the people who protected him.
Throwing the useless earplugs into the trash can, Yan Jue covered his ears with both hands and rubbed them, groaning with a headache.
It was too noisy. The roar of the loud speakers and the screams of the crowd together were a disaster for him who loved quietness. Not to mention that he had to stay there for several hours, his ears were almost ruined.
Looking up at Tong Feiyuan, who was protecting him closely, Yan Jue smiled apologetically and asked, "Brother Tong, are you all okay?"
Tong Feiyuan was also a little frightened and shook his head: "It's okay, we have been trained."
"That's good."
Yan Jue breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at this unfamiliar street that he had never been to before. His thoughts of going back were shattered by the aroma of barbecue wafting through the air.
On a summer night, grilled crayfish with iced happy water, how can you say it’s summer without eating it once?
"Brother Tong, let's go back later, shall we?" Yan Jue pointed to the bustling street not far away. "How about a late-night snack? Eating and earning points at the same time, wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Tong Feiyuan naturally followed Yan Jue's opinion.
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