Li Muge swallowed hard: "No need, Demon Lord. I haven't bathed and I have a skin disease. If you eat me, you'll definitely catch it."
Seeing that Yun Qi was about to sharpen his knife against her, Li Muge quickly said something nice: "Demon Lord, if it can satisfy your hunger, what's a little flesh cutting off? I have no objection no matter what."
"But if I were to infect you, Demon Lord, causing pus to ooze from your feet and sores to grow in your mouth, I would feel extremely uncomfortable."
"Hmm, you're right." Yun Qi put away the dagger, and Li Muge breathed a sigh of relief, but she still needed to relax.
Yun Qi glanced coldly at the phoenix, who was now tied to the barbecue grill: "How about this, in order to cure your habit of flying around randomly when you're drunk, I'll suffer a little grievance."
"Let me pluck your feathers for you," Yun Qi said, preparing to start plucking them.
"Plucking...feathers." Upon hearing these three words, Li Muge immediately thought of emergency braking.
"No, that won't do."
All of Li Muge's feathers were trembling. She had finally managed to raise her glossy feathers, how could she pluck them?
Yun Qi was about to make a move.
Li Muge started howling at the top of her lungs.
"Help! I'm telling you, Yun Qi, if you dare touch a feather of mine, I will rip off all your scales."
Yun Qi twitched his lips: "Li Muge, sometimes I really wonder if your brain is just for show?"
He had just tried to grab one of Li Muge's feathers when Li Muge began to struggle violently.
It breathes fire directly from its mouth.
It was impossible for Yun Qi to get close to him.
Li Muge glared at him angrily: "Demon Lord, it's really tasteless of you to always pluck other people's feathers, and it doesn't fit your gentle and refined persona at all."
“Hmm, that makes sense.” Yun Qi thought for a moment, then took off a necklace from his neck.
The pendant on the necklace is made of an extremely bright feather that is still glowing with a faint red light.
Li Muge was like a pot had been boiled over.
This is not the feather she cherishes most.
Enraged, Li Muge broke free of the ropes and flew to Yun Qi's side, saying fiercely.
"Hurry up, Demon Lord, give me back my feather, you pervert."
"Tasteless."
Yun Qi looked him up and down: "I'm really sorry, I've always regarded you as my protector. If you want the feather, come and chase me. If you catch up to me, I might give you this feather."
“However,” Yun Qi sighed, especially hoping, “Li Muge, I suggest you eat more sesame paste. Look at your whole outfit, the only thing I’m wearing around my neck that’s presentable.”
After saying these words, Yun Qi immediately cast a spell to leave.
"Yun Qi, I'm going to break your neck!" Li Muge was even angrier and chased after him.
When it flew to a great height...
She narrowed her phoenix eyes.
There is a place in the mortal realm where resentment is being appeased, which must mean that something terrible has happened.
More importantly, Li Muge sensed the traces of the Netherworld Stone in that place.
The Netherworld Stone was born at the bottom of the River of Oblivion.
If obtained, it can enhance one's cultivation level by ten thousand years.
Li Muge has been searching for this stone for hundreds of years, but he has never been able to find it.
How could it be in the mortal realm?
However, there was no time to think, as Li Muge discovered that Yun Qi had also headed towards the place filled with resentment.
If that madman Yun Qi gets the Netherworld Stone first, wouldn't he be even more difficult to deal with?
With a thought, Li Muge also flew down to the mortal realm.
Mengling Valley.
This earthly place is surprisingly peaceful.
The vendors' calls to their wares never ceased.
Li Muge walked in and was surprised to find that all the vendors were selling human faces, which looked as if they had just been cut off from people.
"Come, girl, look! This is a fine human face."
"Girl, I'm not bragging,"
When the vendor saw Li Muge approaching, he shouted even more enthusiastically, and even glanced at Li Muge's face.
"Girl, if you don't want to buy, would you sell your face?"
"I'll just offer a higher price," the vendor said, brandishing his knife.
The knife was stained with blood, and flies even landed on it from time to time.
"You're asking for death." Li Muge felt a chill run down his spine and raised his hand to use his magic to control the vendor.
To my surprise, the vendor was actually human.
Li Muge snapped the man's neck and then looked around the street.
It was discovered that everyone on the street was wearing a human skin mask.
They are human beings.
Yet they didn't seem to be human.
Li Muge wanted to find an inn to settle down, but when she entered the inn, she discovered that the person was missing a face from head to toe.
Apart from the shopkeeper.
The waiter, the waiter, and even the storyteller were all missing their faces.
Before this, Li Muge might have doubted the authenticity of the Netherworld Stone in this place, but now, she has dispelled her doubts.
The Netherworld Stone was born at the bottom of the River of Oblivion.
Born into despair, suffering the resentment, sin, and despair of others.
The location of the Netherworld Stone is most likely to arouse human greed, anger, ignorance, and evil thoughts.
Li Muge composed himself, casually found a table, and listened intently to the conversation from the high platform of the inn.
The storyteller beat a drum.
While telling the story in a captivating way.
The storyteller had no face; all the blood-red muscles on his head were exposed, and his eyeballs were exposed without eyelids to cover them.
It's very eerie and makes you want to vomit.
It is estimated that everyone in the entire Mengling Valley has been affected.
The storyteller's voice was shrill.
"Today, I will tell you, my esteemed guests, about the city lord of Mengling Valley."
"It is said that the old city lord had three sons, all of whom were wise and powerful."
"The eldest son disliked literature but loved martial arts; he was born with superhuman strength."
"The second son is refined and talented."
"Only this third son, who is our current city lord, not only became lame as soon as he made a move, but his whole face was also covered with sores. He is neither good at literature nor martial arts."
"Of the three sons, the old city lord disliked the third son the most, the one who brought him shame."
But who knew that after the old city lord passed away, it was his third son who became the city lord.
The other two brothers were all killed by the new city lord, and the faces of their families were all disfigured.
They put them on the black market to sell.
"Old man, how could the new city lord, who is neither good at literature nor martial arts, be so powerful as to kill his two brothers?"
Li Muge asked in confusion.
He also tossed a silver ingot into the basin on the table.
The storyteller, having received the money, grinned so wide his gums were showing, which was even more terrifying.
Thankfully, there was no bleeding.
Otherwise, Li Muge would really feel nauseous.
"Girl, you're obviously a stranger and don't know any better."
"Our city lord, a few years ago, for some unknown reason, suddenly became much more powerful, and no one could defeat him."
"Moreover, a new policy was introduced, allowing everyone to sell their face without feeling any pain, and without any consequences."
The storyteller spoke as if it were everyday fare.
Li Muge asked in bewilderment, "But if a person has no face, not to mention others, even they can't stand looking in the mirror themselves. How could you agree to this?"
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