Chapter 34 The Restoration of Wuxi
Although not actually pregnant, the person who is afflicted by the talisman experiences essentially the same sensations as a pregnant person.
I initially thought it wouldn't be needed, so I didn't think about drawing the corresponding undoing talisman.
He wondered how the demon rat that had been afflicted by the talisman had recovered.
It seems to have recovered in about five days, after which...
Su Yu silently withdrew her talisman.
I wish that older brother good luck.
He never throws talismans around carelessly again.
If, during the plot, Yao'er comes to investigate and discovers that her brother is getting women "pregnant" everywhere, where will he put his face?
The high-class and reliable older brother image in the storyline has been completely ruined, okay?
If the plot and character development collapse like this, the system will probably cry.
Su Yu reflected on herself for a moment.
But if they hadn't come to rob him, he wouldn't have been hit by the talisman, so it's all the fault of these robbers who wanted to rob him.
Feeling guilty and reflecting, Su Yu fell asleep peacefully and slept soundly through the night.
Five days later, in the meditation room.
As the two swords clashed, Su Yu twisted his wrist, and the back of his sword was about to strike Feng Shier's shoulder, forcing him to let go and discard his sword.
Feng Shier grunted, but refused to admit defeat. Instead, he gripped his sword tightly and channeled his demonic energy to use the sword techniques Su Yuxin had given him.
This new sword technique and sword method were carefully selected by Su Yu as a skill with potential for growth and are also suitable for the dark and devouring demonic energy within Feng Shier's body.
The demonic energy, imbued with a strong desire to erode and devour, climbed up the sword. Su Yu felt a slight toothache, but without showing any emotion, he used his own demonic energy to block it. Then, he sheathed his sword and quickly stepped forward, placing the sword horizontally against the twelve sides of the neck.
“…I lost again.” Feng Twelve sheathed his sword and stood properly.
Su Yu stared at his sword.
Sure enough, the new sword developed a crack that gradually deepened, and then shattered into pieces.
Feng Shier's demonic energy is too domineering; these ordinary yellow-rank swords will be completely destroyed in no time after he uses them.
Raising a seal twelve is really expensive.
This is the third broken sword.
Su Yu rubbed her head with a headache and said, "It seems I still need to find you a weapon of Xuan rank or higher. Right now you can only barely use a high-grade Huang rank weapon. I will prepare a few more."
Feng Shier had completely lost his fierce demeanor from before. He obediently lowered his head in front of Su Yu and said with guilt, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble, brother. I will definitely master the output of demonic energy as soon as possible."
Su Yu patted his shoulder reassuringly: "What's there to be discouraged about? You've already done a great job mastering the first move in just five days."
"It's just a weapon. You can always find a suitable one. Just practice at your own pace."
Feng Shier nodded in agreement, then looked up at Su Yu with bright eyes: "Brother was really amazing just now."
Su Yu couldn't help but blink, her voice tinged with laughter: "I just started practicing swordsmanship a few years earlier than you. I'll be very powerful when I grow up, twelve."
"Hmm," Feng Twelve responded softly, seemingly lost in thought.
Taking advantage of his age and height, Su Yu lazily draped his arm over Twelve's shoulder and said casually, "Don't worry, even if the sword techniques are different, your brother can still guide you for a while."
"After that, you'll have to figure it out for yourself."
Feng Shier nodded heavily, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "I..."
A deafening roar came, almost blasting the ears of the deaf.
Su Yu didn't hear what he said clearly, nor did she have time to ask further questions.
Not far from them, in a meditation room, a large hole had cracked in the roof, and thunder roared in the sky. Although it was broad daylight, the purple lightning still burst forth with dazzling light in the dark sky of the Demon Realm.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
High in the sky, a series of clear, bell-like children's laughter echoed eerily.
"This is...Wuxi?"
After hiding in the triangle area with Twelve, Su Yu frowned and muttered to herself.
The heavy pressure in the air even exceeded what he had felt from the old man at the Nascent Soul stage.
“Brother,” Feng Twelve tugged at Su Yu’s sleeve, his eyes calm, “He was lying to us after all. Let’s leave.”
The thunder was still booming in the sky, so Su Yu had no choice but to lower her head and whisper in Feng Shier's ear.
"But it seems like a loss to not ask for any reward?"
Feng Shier looked up but couldn't see Wu Xi's figure. However, he could tell from the sound that the guy was going crazy and venting his frustration from losing his strength these past few days.
"But he seems emotionally unstable. Could it be that because we saw his vulnerable side, he might suddenly want to kill us?"
Su Yu tilted her head, thinking that Xiao Twelve seemed to really dislike Wu Xi.
Feng Shier continued his efforts, looking at Su Yu with a pitiful yet dependent gaze, and said, "These powerful beings are all so unpredictable, I'm a little scared..."
As they spoke, Feng Twelve gripped Su Yu's sleeves tightly with both hands.
An unpredictable and powerful being...
Yu Conglang, who suddenly betrayed them, is one example; the old man who almost killed them is another.
Look how scared his little twelfth son is! It's left him with psychological trauma.
This mindset is not conducive to cultivation. Once you are strong enough, you can capture the demon and use it as a teaching tool for Little Twelve to help him rebuild his confidence.
“Okay,” Su Yu let him tug at her clothes, and gave Feng Shier a light smile, who was caught off guard. “We’ll walk by ourselves.”
Since Feng Shier doesn't like it, they should go out and train in all directions first. Once their cultivation and strength have improved, this shadow should lessen.
Having made their decision, Su Yu and Feng Twelve started running outside. They didn't use the system's teleportation function, after all, they were right under the nose of Wu Xi, a powerful figure far beyond the Nascent Soul stage.
Apart from the meditation room in Wuxi that he himself had destroyed, the other meditation rooms were intact, but quite a few demons were startled by the commotion and ran out, blending in among them, so the two demons were not very noticeable.
"Where are you two going?"
Su Yu and Feng Shier froze, unable to move due to the invisible restraint.
Wu Xi had already reached them, arms crossed in dissatisfaction, her gaze fixed on Su Yu with particular resentment.
"Big brother, don't you want me anymore?"
"I haven't even paid you yet, how can you just abandon me like this?"
It's really strange that such a small child is making such a sad, lonely face.
Feng Shier gritted his teeth inwardly, regretting that he had underestimated Wuxi's strength.
Although Su Yu wasn't too nervous, he couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth. After calming down, he said, "Then what kind of reward would you be willing to offer, senior?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Xi's eyes lit up. She stopped pretending to be a child and blurted out, as if she had rehearsed it many times, "How about I become your master?"
"I can take this kid named Twelve in as well."
Su Yu blinked, somewhat bewildered.
Wuxi continued its efforts, enthusiastically promoting itself.
"Let me tell you, not all the stories I made up are fake, but Minfeng should be considered my junior brother."
"However, the previous fight was between me and another guy. It was a life-or-death battle between us. Now I have won, and I am the new Lord of the Manor."
“And you,” Wu Xi raised her chin, walked closer to Su Yu and patted his leg, “if you become a disciple, you will be the senior brother of Yuanfu, and they will all have to listen to you.”
Su Yu felt a stirring in her heart.
"If you encounter someone you really can't beat, I can help you fight them. There are very few in the entire Demon Realm that I, Wuxi, can't defeat."
Su Yu began to waver.
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