Damn, I turned into a monster

Chapter 235, Section 233: Unbearable Suffering
There's a phrase, what's it again, "sleeping side by side"? Situ Jin grasped the meaning of that phrase perfectly today, and she understood much more than just that one word.

Besides this word, there are some others... well, never mind, that's not important.

In short, Situ Jin was in an extremely cheerful mood throughout the rest of the day. Whenever she thought about the new knowledge she had learned yesterday, her body would tremble with excitement.

Of course, Wang Wu didn't quite understand her excitement and felt that the woman was making a mountain out of a molehill.

But it doesn't matter, as long as she's happy.

If this is a trap, or some kind of trick by Situ Jin, then it can only be said that Situ Jin has indeed invested a lot, directly putting everything he has into it.

Since that's the case, and since such a great sacrifice has been made, then Wang Wu doesn't care anymore. Whether it's a trap or something else, he no longer cares.

"So, what is our relationship now?"

On the third day, Situ Jin was walking down the street holding Wang Wu's hand. She turned to look at Wang Wu and asked her with a smile.

"Don't talk, keep eating." Wang Wu handed her a bag of snacks, preventing her from making a sound.

Just like last night, but of course, we ate different things yesterday and today.

"Do you like me?"

But Situ Jin's mouth was not so easily shut, because she quickly finished the snacks in the bag, and then looked at Wang Wu again, relentlessly pressing him for answers.

"What are you talking about?" Wang Wu frowned. "What do you mean by 'like' or 'dislike'? What are you talking about?"

"So to you, I'm nothing more than a plaything?" Situ Jin stopped, staring silently at Wang Wu, a deathly aura emanating from her eyes.

"Your tricks are no longer effective against me." Facing Situ Jin's current theatrical performance, Wang Wu, who already knew her well, remained unmoved and said expressionlessly:
"If you have nothing to do, you can go to work or do something else. If all else fails, you can go back to Tianxianglou and wait for me to come back. Don't do these nonsense things here."

"That's really brutal. Is this how you treat your woman?" Situ Jin's expression changed instantly. It has to be said that this woman's ability to change her expression is even faster than turning the pages of a book. She's quite a character.

Wang Wu rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.

The two strolled hand in hand down the street. Every now and then, Situ Jin would launch into her dramatic act, but most of the time Wang Wu wouldn't play along; he would simply observe coldly from the sidelines.

Of course, Wang Wu would cooperate sometimes, but only on very rare occasions.

However, this already satisfied Situ Jin quite a bit.

"this is for you."

As Wang Wu passed a roadside stall, he stopped and bought a cheap bracelet from it. Come to think of it, Wang Wu seemed to frequently buy things for the girls in his family from roadside stalls; of course, he had also been to those high-end shops.

However, the women in the family don't really care whether the items are bought from a roadside stall or somewhere else; they're happy as long as they're given by Wang Wu.

Situ Jin was a noblewoman from Nanzhou, and in theory, she would definitely look down on such roadside stall items, which was indeed the case.

"Are you trying to fool women with cheap stuff from roadside stalls? How stingy!"

Situ Jin put the bracelet on her wrist, unable to hide the smile in her eyes, but what she said was completely different.

"Then give it back to me, I won't deliver it."

"I don't want it." Situ Jin said, raising her hand to let the sunlight shine on the bracelet on her wrist, turning it over and over to examine it.

It's definitely a very precious item, and it's also very beautiful.

As for its appearance and quality, Situ Jin didn't care at all. She had never been one to care about such things.

As a noblewoman, Situ Jin wasn't entirely without interest in luxury goods, but she was completely indifferent to them. Such things held no meaning for her, and she wouldn't waste her time on them.

She works at the Demon Suppression Division and has been learning cultivation and martial arts since childhood, so she would never waste her time on needlework or makeup.

Besides, with her looks, she doesn't need any makeup. Just like how makeup only tarnishes the beauty of monsters, many monsters still wear makeup, especially those from the mountains and fields.

After all, cosmetics like rouge and face powder are hard to come by in the wild, and scarcity increases value. Since monsters yearn for life in the human world, they are naturally interested in human products.

For the monsters living in the mountains and forests, all kinds of products from human society are always very popular.

In the past, no one would go into the mountains and forests to find wild monsters and do business with them; even if someone did, it was only a very small number.

As for places like the Forest of Dead Bones, it goes without saying that no one would choose to do business with monsters in such a place, except for those who want to commit suicide.

Even if the monsters in the Forest of Dead Bones are not hostile to humans, the other things in the Forest of Dead Bones are not.

No, that can't really be called hostility, because they're just satisfying their own desires.

Those ghosts and monsters, those demons.

In truth, life in the Forest of Dead Bones is not far removed from Wang Wu's present life, but it seems like a distant memory.

The speed of his advancement was too fast, and too many things had happened in just a few short years. To be precise, it wasn't just too many things, but the scope of these events was too broad.

In the early stages, it was just a story set in a small county town, and Wang Wu didn't yet have an understanding of the strength of the power system in this world.

Similarly, although they had cell phones, they didn't have SIM cards for that world back then, so they didn't know whether the network was good or bad, and therefore didn't have a clear understanding of the strength of the killer's world or the incredible power of their martial arts.

In the early stages, Wang Wu was quite weak, even though he had practiced Earth martial arts and his strength had improved by leaps and bounds. In just a few years, he had reached a level close to that of Spider Lady.

It even surpassed Rat Girl and Centipede Girl.

Of course, even so, his strength at that time was still far inferior to that of the humans in Hedong County, and True Realm experts were beings he could only look up to.

As for Situ Jin, Wang Wu still remembers the sense of oppression that Situ Jin brought to him when they first met.

That power, that domineering presence, that...

But looking at it now, this woman is actually quite lovely, in some ways.

Although she often makes you grit your teeth in hatred, you have to admit that she is indeed very cute at other times.

such as……

Far away.

In short, Wang Wu returned to Chu after staying there for a month or so. When he returned, he didn't forget to buy a lot of clothes for the girls in his family to take with him.

Of course, there's also the option of bringing the girls here for a long stroll, since experiencing the local customs and culture of the Chu Kingdom is quite enjoyable.

After returning, Wang Wu once again threw himself into the fervent practice of martial arts, day after day, year after year.

Time flies, the years are like a shuttle.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye. As the saying goes, there's a seven-year itch. But since we didn't get married, the seven-year itch didn't exist.

Seven years is not a short time for humans, but Wang Wu is a monster.

However, this is still a long time, even if he is a monster. After all, he used to be a short-lived species, living at most ninety-odd years, let alone a hundred years.

Moreover, one must endure the pain of declining physical function starting at age thirty, followed by a precipitous drop after age fifty, and then slowly approach death in an extremely frail and decrepit manner.

That was a terrifying thing, for Wang Wu in the past.

But now, ten or twenty years, one hundred or two hundred years, one thousand or even ten thousand years, none of these will change Wang Wu's body.

Even as time goes by and years pass, his sensitivity to time will decrease significantly, until he eventually becomes a qualified immortal being.

And this is something that every cultivator in this world has to face.

The reason why cultivators do not abstain from sex and do not have many rules and regulations is that they are no different from ordinary people in terms of marriage, having children, or other aspects.

This is the reason.

As time goes by, you will naturally come to understand many things; this is what is meant by "refining your heart in the mortal world."

Of course, for a monster, there is no difference between a five-hundred-year-old monster and a one-thousand-year-old monster in that respect.

A cultivator might stop sleeping and eating when he reaches five hundred years old, but a considerable number of cultivators still maintain the habit of eating three meals a day.

Here, of course, there are three meals a day, because the productivity is high enough, which is no different from Wang Wu's hometown.

Well, humans are pretty much the same in this respect.

Even a 500-year-old human cultivator would do this, and the frequency depends on personal preference.

Some people may lose interest in this kind of thing after reaching a certain age, or even before they reach five hundred, but such people are a minority. Others, however, may do so even more frequently than they used to.

As for Wang Wu, he belongs to the type that hasn't changed much.

Seven years ago and seven years later, he has maintained a very good frequency, always in a very stable upward trend... no, always very stable.

It wasn't increased by much, because a day is only so long, and you can't spend the whole day on this...

"call."

It was noon in Tianmang City, at Wang Wu's home. Wang Wu was eating the meal his neighbor had brought over, along with a side dish of milk.

"Speaking of Wulang, it's been a year already. It seems like you haven't been cultivating much at all this year?"

Neighbor Niu Ling asked Wang Wu, who was enjoying his after-dinner drink, "What do you mean?"

"I've already reached the first rank! What do you mean by not having cultivated!"

Wang Wu was very unhappy with his neighbor's question, feeling that it was a slander against him.

So he decided to drink raw goat milk tomorrow. After all, he was getting tired of freshly squeezed milk without pasteurization, and this bull demon dared to slander him, which was a great disrespect to him!
So tomorrow the milk quota will be halved, which means the succubus's income will also be halved. Now she should know she was wrong.

But unfortunately, she didn't.

“But you were already a first-ranked person back in January last year, Wulang.” Niu Ling tilted her head. “After January, you were basically at home every day, or you were going to participate in competitions. I haven’t seen you do anything else.”

"I've been secretly cultivating for six whole years! Six years!"

Faced with Niu Ling's words, Wang Wu felt extremely aggrieved, "Do you know how much leisure time I've given up in these past six years? I've finally achieved first-class status, what's wrong with taking a year off??"

"We are monsters, we are the demon race. Our demon race has such long lifespans, so it's not a problem for me to stop for a year, right?"

"Um, Goro, that's not what I meant." Niu Ling patted Wang Wu's head. "What I meant was, don't you get tired of it?"

"What the heck??" Wang Wu was taken aback, then looked at Niu Ling, "Are you bored yet?"

"Hehe, I wish it could be like this every day..."

"That's settled then." Wang Wu shrugged and then clicked the "Continue Game" option.

Monsters always have a long time on their hands, so they can spend a lot of time on one thing.

A mere year is nothing to a demon, because time is the last thing a demon has.

It's only a year. You have to know that monsters have very poor fertility, so a whole year is not enough for them to have offspring.

Under normal circumstances, that requires ten or even twenty years of continuous, uninterrupted effort, and even then, the chances are still very low.

But there's no other way. Since the odds are low, they can only rely on quantity and luck. And the monsters' physical abilities are also able to support such high-intensity efforts.

As for humans, human cultivators' desire to reproduce is actually similar to that of the demon race, only not as extreme.

After all, monsters never get tired of things, but humans do.

In this respect, humans are inferior to the demon race, far inferior.

Wang Wu is a typical monster. After being married for so long, he naturally started to want children, and not just one child, but a whole bunch.

A platoon, a battalion, a regiment.

Uh, that's an exaggeration.

But anyway, there are so many, so many children, and that's what Wang Wu wants.

So he is working hard to achieve this goal.

So over the past year, Yao Qing, Zhao Xingyue, Wang Lan, Zi Yuan, and Situ Jin have all suffered greatly because of this...

Well, they really haven't suffered. In fact, they're even competing with each other to see who will be the first lucky one.

Later on, it even turned into a competition, a... well, never mind.

Oh right, and Master Yin Shenli too.

But Yin Shenli was clearly not as obsessed with this kind of thing as many local women, because she knew that this could only be done naturally, and that relying on repeated attempts would only have so much effect.

Although she had the most.

(End of this chapter)