The human world was bustling with activity, and the cries of vendors on the streets were incessant.
Wow, so many people!
The little one blinked its eyes, lay down on Chi Yuan's clothes, and put its fist in its mouth to gnaw on it.
Chi Yuan obediently followed behind Shen Yulou, going wherever he went.
The family of three wandered through the alleys, making many twists and turns, until they finally arrived at a dilapidated temple.
Through the cracks in the dilapidated, crumbling gate of the temple, Shen Yulou could clearly see a group of people fighting inside.
The painful and helpless whimpers were drowned out by the sounds of punches and kicks, while the twisted laughter and pitiful cries intertwined.
Shen Yulou made no move, nor did Chi Yuan.
They waited quietly at the door until the sobbing completely stopped.
After the man inside saw that the person under his feet had stopped moving, he stretched out his foot and kicked the thin body under his feet hard.
Even after discovering the person was dead, he couldn't help but spit and curse:
"Pah, what a piece of trash! Even in death, he'll sully this land!"
A large group of people walked towards the door in a grand procession, seemingly oblivious to Shen Yulou and his companions, and walked straight past them.
A few thin purple threads drifted from Shen Yulou's fingertips and wrapped around the wrists of the group.
Let's do this chosen one another favor.
Shen Yulou lowered her eyes, her slender fingers intertwining the beginnings of the silk threads.
They then pushed open the door and entered the dilapidated temple.
"Ouch, my head hurts so much!"
The little beggar, lying on the ground with a bruised and swollen face, opened his eyes, grimaced, and touched his face.
Something seemed to come to mind, and he hurriedly touched himself up and down.
Wasn't he already beaten to death? He seemed to have just seen the Black and White Impermanence beside him, preparing to take him away.
How come my consciousness returned to this body the next second?
But what's the use? There's no point in living for someone as useless as me.
It would have been better to die sooner.
Heaven should have given this second chance to those who wanted to live even more!
The little beggar was secretly heartbroken, and in the end, he could only drag his sick body and stagger to his feet.
Just then, a cold, mechanical voice rang in his mind:
"Congratulations, host, you have successfully activated the Cultivation and Strengthening System."
A cultivation system to become stronger? What is that?
His eyes gradually shifted from confusion to shock. Suddenly, he thought of the impossible dream deep in his heart, and he didn't even dare to breathe.
"The Cultivation and Strengthening System, as the name suggests, allows you to thrive in your cultivation journey and eventually reach the pinnacle of the world, becoming the ruler of the Three Realms."
"This is a free newbie gift pack from the system. Please open it, host."
The next second, a pill appeared in the little beggar's hand.
Shen Yulou recognized that this pill was the legendary strongest marrow-cleansing pill in the Three Realms.
However, becoming the ruler of the Three Realms is impossible. Little did the little beggar know that he had already sold himself in his previous life.
He was destined to be nothing more than a high-level worker in the demon realm for the rest of his life.
Without hesitation, the little beggar swallowed the pill, and the intense pain of the "marrow-cleansing" made him roll on the ground.
But he stubbornly bit his lower lip, refusing to make a sound.
Dirt seeped from his pores, and he quickly turned into a mud figure.
The pain gradually subsided, and the little beggar breathed softly, slowly rotating his wrist. He could already feel the flow of spiritual energy around him.
Okay, that's about it.
Shen Yulou nodded and took Chi Yuan's hand as they emerged from the void.
Upon seeing the two people suddenly appear, the little beggar's pupils widened, his eyes filled with vigilance.
"Don't look at us like that, we're here to collect a debt from you."
Do I know you?
The little beggar took a few steps back, seemingly unwilling to interact with the two.
He was penniless and in debt? How did he incur such debt?
These two don't look like good people; they're definitely up to no good!
"You will recognize me. Don't struggle. Just accept the memories that belong to you."
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