Lin Mu wondered if Yan Xuanjing was planning to harm him.

He went silent for a while then hesitatingly asked, “really?”

“……” Yan Xuanjing wasn't quite sure.

The truth was that for monsters that had survived, as well as held some status, in the Great Wilderness, most of it were based on strength. Only a very small number of monsters could go far with their brains or special talents.

Just like Yan Xuanjing. He was beaten up by his father when he was younger, when his father was tired of fighting, his father threw him into a pile of monsters. Besides, monsters who were raised in a battle royale-like manner1Originally: raised like a gu worm. A gu worm is a type of chinese black magic, where you sealed several venomous creatures in a container until only one was left. The term in cultivation stories can also refer to worms that were raised in this manner, but have more than just venomous abilities, like controlling another person with it, etc were in the overwhelming majority.

He emerged from being beaten and fighting, and naturally, he got stronger through fighting, and weren't like human beings who could actually cultivate seriously and slowly.

To tell someone how to become strong, the only thing Yan Xuanjing could think of was basically fighting.

And at the beginning, they were all beaten.

After his father had fought, it was his mother. After his mother, it was other great monsters that made a visit. Once they were tired of playing around, they simply threw him into the most chaotic part of the Great Wilderness, then just patted their a.s.ses and left.

By the time Yan Xuanjing could climb out of there by himself, he was already able to dominate over most of the Great Wilderness.

That was how Yan Xuanjing grew up, and he really couldn't think of a moderate and regular way of getting stronger.

But indeed, in the Great Wilderness, there were many weak monsters. What was their way of life and cultivation? Yan Xuanjing, who was born at the peak, didn't know much about them.

He was still young, only five hundred years old.

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Unlike his father who was in his prime, and seemed as if in his eyes, the Great Wilderness didn't have any secrets.

The nine-tailed fox said, “different monsters have different methods.”

Anyways, as a nine-tailed fox, he emerged out of being beaten up, and it wasn't any different from animals fighting and hunting for territories.

As for other monsters, for those that gained spiritual awareness on their own would know what to do by instinct, and almost all of those that were born as monsters would have their elders to guide them.

As for those on the outside, there were only a handful who survived.

Even if the living environment of the Central Plains was much better than the Great Wilderness, there probably weren't many who had a situation like Lin Mu.

Yan Xuanjing thought for a while and said, “think in terms of your blood. How would your father become bigger and stronger, is how you would.”

Lin Mu opened and closed his mouth, “……”

How did his father become bigger and stronger?

…… Probably by drinking more water and basking in the sun.

There is also respiration, photosynthesis and transpiration.

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Lin Mu followed his thoughts and looked at his feet.

He didn't have roots.

Then he looked at his own hands.

He didn't have chloroplast.

Lin Mu thought for a bit, and felt that it wouldn't work.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu's somewhat worried expression, paused for a moment and said, “if you really can't think of any way, then let's fight.”

Lin Mu heard his words and looked at Yan Xuanjing, then said with cautiousness, “I don't have…… a suitable partner?”

The nine-tailed fox who understood the situation stood up.

So Lin Mu endured a beating.

Even if Yan Xuanjing felt hat he had thrown the fight2lost in translation. 放水 lit. release water, is the chinese phrase for throwing a game/match. The full phrase was 水放到開閘泄洪了程度了 he had released so much water to the extent of opening the floodgates so much he had almost thrown in the towel, Lin Mu was still powerless to fight back.

If one wanted to be more greedy, yank the soul of this little brat out, refine both the soul and the flesh, and who knows, some immortal pill could be produced.

Just like him in the past.

Di Wu made a cold snort and took a few mouthfuls of smoke, then crushed the cigarette, “what are you called?”

“Lin Mu.” He paused, then added, “my mother's surname.”

Di Wu took Lin Mu's phone and entered his own number, typed the words ‘Uncle Di Wu', then frowed at the word ‘uncle' for a long time, then deleted it and dailed the number after saving. Then, he took his cellphone and saved Lin Mu's number and turned to Lin Mu and said, “give me some blood.”

Lin Mu was instantly alert.

“My soul isn't complete, I can use your blood to keep awake.” Di Wu took out a white jade bottle from goodness know where and a sharp piece of jade, and his tone became a lot more casual, “just a bottle, don't dwaddle.” “

“What kind of man wants blood the first time they meet?” Lin Mu pulled back.

“Who are you calling a human?” Di Wu said, unhappy. “If I don't have your blood I have to kill people ever so often, “if not you can be carried around by me, and use the power of the Relaxed Emperor to keep me calm. If you're fine with that then I'm okay too.”

Lin Mu froze, “you kill people? How many?”

Di Wu casually said, “I don't know. Forgot. They're all people who've died a long time ago.”

Lin Mu frowned, and finally streched out with his right hand, watched as Di Wu held the sharpe piece of jade against his wrist, a line of blood welled up, gathered into a small bloodtrack, and flowed into the jade bottle in Di Wu's hands.

His wrist was cold and numb, but it didn't hurt at all.

“Killing people is wrong.” Lin Mu muttered.

“Oh, your heart hurts for the humans?” Di Wu nodded lightly as he finished he words, “that's true, you're a half-monster.”

Lin Mu looked at the jade bottle that was gradually filling up, and said, “if you have my blood, you don't need to kill.”

“You don't have to worry about this.” Di Wu waved his hand, the gentely brushed against Lin Mu's wrist. The wound immediately healed without any trace of injury.

The emperor closed the bottle and warned, “you should pay more attention to yourself. Your blood can't be given to anyone, nor your hair or even your dandruff. Anything on your body, including the clothes that you often wear, can't be given to others.”

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By the time Lin Mu had no strength left at all, the sky was already dark.

During the middle of the month, the moon was high.

On lights were on in the yard, and the silver grey moonlight lingered on the ground, dispelling the darkness in the courtyard, leaving behind enough light to see their surroundings.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu, who had no good places left on his body, and was lying like a corpse on the ground. There was a strong scent of blood around his nose.

Compared to normal humans, the blood didn't have as much of a rusty scent. It was the same as his monstrous energy, clean and pure, like gra.s.s and trees that had been gently brushed by the warm spring wind, lightly stroking over the tip of his heart, leaving behind a patch of softness and relaxation.

He wanted to get close to him.

This feeling was much stronger and clearer than before.

Yan Xuanjing took out the medicine that he basically couldn't use from his storage ring3That magic inventory ring in cultivation stories, that can store stuff. Some rings have s.p.a.ce limitations, some are based on power levels., looked at Lin Mu who was covered in wounds, and felt that he didn't know what to do.

Really too weak.

Yan Xuanjing was expressionless as he muttered in his heart.

Because he was injured, he didn't use his powers much, yet Lin Mu could be beaten until this extent relying on pure skill.

“……”

Really too weak.

Yan Xuanjing thought again, looked at the horrible state Lin Mu was in, and started to doubt himself a little.

It seemed like he used too heavy of a hand.

However, the problem wasn't big, and the half-monster could recover soon.

The nine-tailed fox thought so, then took off Lin Mu's clothes and gave him the medicine.

Lin Mu s.h.i.+vered because of Yan Xuanjing's effortless movements, and made a few weak grunts.

“……Hurts.”

The nine-tailed fox, who had never waited on somebody else, paused for a couple of seconds and slowly continued, using less force with his actions.

Lin Mu groaned again, “hurts.”

It was strange.

Yan Xuanjing thought.

Previously, he didn't hear Lin Mu said that it was painful when they were fighting, but this time, he knew what pain was.

Lin Mu laid on the ground, with his head turned to the side. His gaze swept across the green gra.s.s, and was confused and in a bit of a trance when he saw the little flowers that were like little stars. They made Lin Mu suspect that he was seeing the Morning Dusk on the side of the road to the netherworld.

The wounds on his body were very painful, and gradually started to itch.

Lin Mu gently rubbed against the gra.s.s underneath his cheeks, made a few uncomfortable groans, and thought that if his wound could get healed quickly that would be the best, then he got so tired he closed his eyes.

Yan Xuanjing slowly applied the medicine on Lin Mu's back, then cleaned up the bloodstains on his back, and watched as Lin Mu's back recovered to its original smooth state. He found out that this little half-monster's skin was white and translucent, and even reflected a little light under the moonlight.

Yan Xuanjing stopped to appreciate the beauty in front of his eyes, and reached out without any excess movements, and prepared to remove Lin Mu's pants and continue to apply medicine for him.

At this time, a soft light cl.u.s.ter fell under the silver moonlight. Blowed by the night wind, it trembled twice, then s.h.i.+vered against the wind and floated towards Lin Mu. The light cl.u.s.ter rolled around on his back a couple of times, then it lightly jumped up and slammed into Lin Mu's body.

Yan Xuanjing slightly froze, and watched as the group of moon essence became more and more, and his eyebrows rose slightly as he was surprised by the number of these light essences.

Yan Xuanjing could tell what these light cl.u.s.ters were at a glance.

In popular terms, it was the moon essence of ‘absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon' — and it was also one of those treasures that monsters could occasionally capture4日月精華. in wuxia/xianxia stories, the characters cultivate by using the energy generated by the heaven and earth and absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. This is the moon part of that absorbing.. However, it was extremely rare, and usually only monsters with great merit or good luck could get a little.

Their effect was very versatile, and almost all physical problems could be solved with it.

The amount of times Yan Xuanjing had used and seen the moon essences wasn't small, but it was the first time he had seen so many.

It was almost impossible to call it moon essence. A stream of light formed from the countless of soft and white light cl.u.s.ters, and just like a tender tulle, they gently covered Lin Mu who was on the ground.

As a result, the courtyard was covered in a thin layer of glowing light.

A few little groups were squeezed out of the stream of light, and wandered around in circles. Then, they swayed and flew to Yan Xuanjing and lightly fell on his head and eyelashes like s.h.i.+mmering little b.a.l.l.s of fluff, and hung on the body of the great monster.

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Yan Xuanjing looked at this courtyard which was always shrouded with something that made one feel relaxed and comfortable, slightly frowned, and felt as if he had seen this picture before.

He watched as more and more small light cl.u.s.ters were being squeezed out of line, and turned to him using the night wind. With a gust, they went into his body.

It was just like the moment the mountain stream broke through the ice, like buds breaking through the soil, like a giant whale breaking out of the water. His inner injuries felt as if it was being washed away by something warm over and over again, slightly aching and slightly swollen, but slowly and noticeably mended the part he was missing.

Yan Xuanjing stood and watched as the wind brought by him standing up caused the light cl.u.s.ters to flutter, looked at Lin Mu, then kept the medicine in his hand.

He should have seen this picture before.

But five hundred years of memory was too long for him to remember where exactly he saw it.

Just looking at the light, his heart felt at peace and warmed.

Yan Xuanjing raised his hand, looked at the light cl.u.s.ters stuck to his hand and clothing and gave a gentle shake. The light that was shaken off fell into the ground, and the gra.s.s that was there perked up, sprouting up many tender buds one after another.

Some of them were taken away by the night wind, and fell onto the newly cultivated spiritual medication field. As soon as the light cl.u.s.ters went in, the spiritual medication that should have taken more than ten years to sprout suddenly broke through, producing a vibrant green bud.

Yan Xuanjing watched the spiritual medication field for a long time, turned his head back, and found during the time he wasn't aware off, Lin Mu, who should have been lying flat on the ground, was lying on his side and curled up. The bloodstains and wounds had disappeared completely, and even the clothes had been ripped off by him before were sewn up by a fine thread of moon essence.

Even Yan Xuanjing, who was a nine-tailed fox, never had this treatment before.

In the Great Wilderness when he was young, during the times when he was in between life and death, he had never seen such a sight. A great nine-tailed fox, during the several times when he was near death, the sun and moon only shed a few essence down on him, and it was even stolen by other monsters who were standing guard.

“……”

Jealous.

Yan Xuanjing stood silently beside Lin Mu and nudged against the stream of moon essence, until the light faded away, the spiritual medication in the spiritual medication field had started to unfold its branches and leaves, and even the gra.s.s around was full of flowers.

Yan Xuanjing bent over and reached out to push Lin Mu, who was sleeping soundly on the gra.s.s.

As soon as he got close, he discovered that during some time he didn't know, Lin Mu had a small sprout on top of his head.

Lin Mu was woken up by him, looked at him sleepily for a long time, and suddenly gained some energy and rolled up, looked down and checked his body, turned around and looked around, froze for a few seconds, then stammered out, “I, I was beaten to death?!”

Yan Xuanjing's eyes fell on the small bud on top of Lin Mu's head, and slowly replied, “not dead.”

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Lin Mu heard him, climbed up to turn the light in the yard on, and looked around carefully.

Not only was the gra.s.s full of flowers, even potted plants bloomed and bore fruit, and those that could not blossom or bear fruit, looked full of spirit.

“……Something happened here?” Lin Mu asked in confusion.

“En.” Yan Xuanjing nodded, “moon essence fell.”

Lin Mu didn't know what moon essence was, and listened to Yan Xuanjing's calm voice that didn't have any fluctuations, and felt that this was probably due to the power of the Relaxed Emperor.

He was about to ask if moon essence could be used for cultivation, then found out that the great monster's line of sight was floating above him.

Lin Mu felt that Yan Xuanjing, this monster, on the surface, had a sullen face and talked in a cold tone, but the truth was that he was very easy to understand, and he didn't have the cunning of the fox spirits as mentioned in the legends.

As he thought about it, he raised his hand and touched his head.

With this touch, he touched a few tender leaves, and at the same time felt as if his scalp had been pulled.

Lin Mu: ……

Lin Mu: ???

Lin Mu touched his head with both hands and his eyes widened, “there's…. what?”

Yan Xuanjing answered, “buds of a sapling.”

Lin Mu's whole body jumped: “?!”

What!

What's going on!

“Why would my head have……” Halfway, he paused, covered his head, plucked a leaf down. He felt his scalp hurt and grimaced as he took a look at that leaf.

Di Wu casually said, “I don't know. Forgot. They're all people who've died a long time ago.”

Lin Mu frowned, and finally streched out with his right hand, watched as Di Wu held the sharpe piece of jade against his wrist, a line of blood welled up, gathered into a small bloodtrack, and flowed into the jade bottle in Di Wu's hands.

His wrist was cold and numb, but it didn't hurt at all.

“Killing people is wrong.” Lin Mu muttered.

“Oh, your heart hurts for the humans?” Di Wu nodded lightly as he finished he words, “that's true, you're a half-monster.”

Lin Mu looked at the jade bottle that was gradually filling up, and said, “if you have my blood, you don't need to kill.”

“You don't have to worry about this.” Di Wu waved his hand, the gentely brushed against Lin Mu's wrist. The wound immediately healed without any trace of injury.

The emperor closed the bottle and warned, “you should pay more attention to yourself. Your blood can't be given to anyone, nor your hair or even your dandruff. Anything on your body, including the clothes that you often wear, can't be given to others.”

Lin Mu looked at Di Wu and nodded.

“Call me if there's anything.” Di Wu paused, and asked, “how old are you?”

“Twenty-three.” Lin Mu obediently answered.

“Really small.” Di Wu said, then reached over to the front seat and gave Lin Mu a credit card, “take it and spend.”

Lin Mu was stunned and hurriedly pushed back, “I don't want it!”

“No, you want it.” Di Wu pulled open Lin Mu's collar, threw the card inside, then opened the car door and kicked the little half-monster out. “Remebr to spend, if not I'll come find you in the middle of the night.”

After saying that, Di Wu closed the door with a bang and started the car.

Lin Mu tugged his collar, pulled the hem of his s.h.i.+rt out of his pants, and looked at the credit card that fell to the ground, then bent down to pick it up.

Da Hei smelt a thick and rich blood scent in the air, his whole body jolted as he ran out barking.

Lin Mu looked at him in a daze and said, “nothing… it's only, an elder I know came to find me.”

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It was the leaf of the Relaxed Emperor.

Lin Mu: “……”

Oh great.

He was a person with chloroplast now.

Lin Mu covered his head and asked Yan Xuanjing, “do you know…… any way to get right of this?”

Yan Xuanjing raised his head up, and was slightly shocked as he heard this question and replied, “press it.”

“?”

Are you monsters always so casual?

Lin Mu hesitated for a moment, then obediently pressed down the little seedling. As soon as he used strength, the seedling acted like a Mimosa, closing its leaves and shrinking back.

Lin Mu let of a huge sigh of relief.

Yan Xuanjing now knew that Lin Mu's blood was from some kind of tree.

But he didn't say anything. Seeing Lin Mu was okay, he said goodbye.

He had to wait at the entrance of the pa.s.sageway for his father's letter, other than this, the Ginseng Baby was still looking for his friends in the mountain.

He didn't stay with little Ginseng, and only left him two strands of fur, so he probably could have found one or two of those alert little monsters.

Lin Mu sent Yan Xuanjing to the gate of the yard, and after hesitating for a while, he still asked, “if you are not busy…… when you have time, could you come back?”

Yan Xuanjing understood, it meant that he wanted to fight again.

He asked “not afraid of pain?”

“I'm afraid, but I have to work hard.” Lin Mu said, and looked at the monster that had a cold expression, and revealed two small dimples when he smiled, “it won't always be me who hurts.”

Yan Xuanjing paused, and looked Lin Mu up and down with an incredulous expression.

This small little half-monster even provoked him.

Really audacious.

“Okay.”

He'll take it as giving a return gift for the moon essence.

Yan Xuanjing nodded, and the next moment, he disappeared in front of Lin Mu.

Two days later, Yan Xuanjing walked to the entrance of the pa.s.sageway and walked around. He received a reply from his father, given to him by the gatekeeper who was responsible to registration.

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The cursive writing was unrestrained, and there was no concern about his son, no mentions about the situation in the Great Wilderness, and the letter only had a single sentence.

— How did you get stained by Di Xiu's energy?

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Tofu: Eaten.

Moon Essence: Taken.

Evidence: Gone.

I am forcibly removed from the Central Plains.

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