Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 9 The Beginning of Ideological Decline

Wang Yi looked at Elsa with a puzzled expression: "What do you mean by 'this is the beginning of the decline of demonic cultivation's ideology'?"

Elsa: "Most demon cultivators didn't start out treating human life like dirt, but when they discovered they could manipulate ordinary people at will, they gradually crossed the line."

“In criminal psychology, there is a term called ‘anomie’. You will find that the process by which criminals gradually fall into depravity is basically the same as that of demonic cultivators. Those demonic cultivators are just ordinary cultivators who have anomie.”

Wang Yi frowned: "You mean, the starting point for the demonic cultivators' downfall was when a beautiful woman on the subway glanced at them?"

Elsa sighed. To be honest, it was quite strange to see a big white cat sigh.

"You'll see once you try it." She raised her front paw and waved it.

Wang Yi glanced at the girl in the tennis outfit. Just then, someone got off the bus and offered their seat, but the girl showed no intention of sitting down.

I guess they were worried about the miniskirt revealing too much.

In the past, men would have been feasting their eyes on a girl as youthful as her standing in the carriage. But now, everyone just covers their phone cameras and avoids her like the plague.

Wang Yi stared boldly at the girl for a few seconds, then turned to Elsa and asked, "I don't feel like I'm going to... you know, break the rules?"

Elsa: "You used to say you wanted to add her on WeChat."

"Huh?" Wang Yi exclaimed, then immediately covered his mouth and looked around, only to find that no one around him had noticed his exclamation.

Is this also the effect of the Nine Cauldrons?
Wang Yi still subconsciously lowered his voice: "Should we just ask for their WeChat directly?"

"Have you never taken the initiative to talk to pretty girls?" Elsa asked.

Wang Yi stubbornly retorted, "I did say that before. I was a group leader in high school, and I would ask the prettiest girl in class for homework every day. I just felt that it wasn't a good idea to just ask for her WeChat right away; there had to be some build-up, and then it would happen naturally..."

Elsa: "Are you a virgin?"

The sudden question left Wang Yi speechless.

“Sigh,” the big white cat shook its head, “It was indeed too aggressive of me to let you face an opponent of this caliber right from the start.”

Having been told that, Wang Yi steeled his resolve and walked towards the tennis girl.

On the way, he subconsciously pressed the button on his phone's camera.

“Hello, comrade—” Wang Yi’s tongue stumbled as soon as he opened his mouth. He meant to say “classmate” but it came out as “comrade”.

The girl looked up, surprised. "Uh, it's been a long time since someone called me 'comrade'."

Wang Yi: "Don't worry, the term 'comrade' will become popular again."

The girl let out a "goose goose goose" laugh, which contrasted sharply with her refined, sporty appearance.

Perhaps it was the girl's smile that eased Wang Yi's awkwardness; he relaxed considerably and casually said, "By the way, comrade—classmate, could we add each other on WeChat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several male students around him turned their heads and focused their attention on Wang Yi.

Everyone wants to see what the Warriors look like.

Upon seeing Wang Yi, everyone suddenly realized what was going on.

It seems that in the eyes of men, Wang Yi has become a charming impersonator of Daniel Wu.

The girl was a little surprised: "It's been a long time since I've been approached like this and asked for WeChat. People don't dare to look at me when they see me, and they even cover their phones."

That's nonsense. You're already beautiful, and now you're wearing a tennis outfit with a super short skirt. Who would dare to look at you?

Wang Yi: "So, what's the answer?"

“Sure,” the girl said confidently, unlocking her phone and swiping a few times to bring up the face-to-face friend request interface, then showing the QR code to Wang Yi.

Is it almost here?
Wang Yi never expected it to go so smoothly, which is why he frantically fiddled with his three-fold folding machine.

Tennis Girl: "Isn't this that one, 'It's foldable no matter how you fold it'? You're taking this on the subway? What, are you here to experience life, young master?"

At this moment, Wang Yi realized that he had not logged into WeChat on the new device at all. Now that he was logging in, he needed to verify his identity. He was in the process when the girl asked him this question. His brain didn't process it for a moment, so he just replied with an "um".

After realizing what had happened, she hurriedly denied it: "No, no, no, this tri-fold fold was... was... was bought with a credit card!"

"Hey, are you the type who maxes out your Alipay and JD Pay Later accounts just to enjoy life, and your entire monthly salary is automatically deducted from your account as soon as it arrives?"

How do you know...

No, this is not the time to be amazed by this!
Just then, my phone received a verification code from WeChat and made a notification sound.

The girl leaned right over and peered at the screen: "Wow, this is your first time logging into WeChat on this phone? So you just bought it? You didn't buy it from a Huawei store, did you? That would have been much more expensive."

"Huh? Will... will it?"

Wang Yi knew that it would be more expensive to buy from a specialty store than online, but he was no longer able to think about it because the girl was pressing against him, and he could feel warm touches on his arms.

This is... this is...

So, when a girl is interested in you, she'll be this proactive?
Is this reality?
The girl kept urging, "Hurry up and enter it! I've already memorized the verification code, 9527!"

Wang Yi said loudly, "Excuse me! I need to get off the bus!"

Then he turned and ran away, escaping from that warm and soft touch.

If we don't escape now, he'll have to set up a tent.

Elsa laughed so hard she rolled on the ground: "Hahahaha, little virgin!"

Wang Yi blushed: "Don't laugh! Is this funny? I've never had a girl's private parts pressed against me since I was a child. Is that something shameful? Everyone does it!"

Elsa, having rolled around on the ground enough, sat up: "No, but you're prone to making rash decisions. Once you reach the mid-stage of Qi Refining, all you need to do is release your spiritual energy, and that girl will be yours—ah, she's coming."

"They're here??" Wang Yi turned around and saw the tennis girl approaching him. "Oh, you actually brought your cat on the train. Aren't pets not allowed on the subway?"

"This isn't my cat!" Wang Yi had just finished speaking when the train came to a stop and the doors opened. He darted off the train, and Elsa nimbly followed him.

Tennis girl: "Hey, wait a minute, classmate! Comrade! You haven't added me on WeChat yet!"

The train doors closed, blocking the girl who wanted to get off from the other side.

A few seconds later, the train started moving, and Wang Yi saw the girl looking at him through the window.

Wang Yi stood on the platform, waiting for the next train.

Elsa knelt down beside him and asked, "How are you feeling?"

Wang Yi: "I just became a cultivator, I haven't practiced any skills, and I don't have any spiritual energy, yet the girl sees me as a handsome guy?"

"It's not that they see you as handsome. You look the same as always, but you attract them. It's a mark left by the evolutionary process. Giving birth to offspring for a cultivator will make her future more secure."

Elsa paused, then continued, "It's a biological instinct. When cultivators enjoy the various 'benefits' brought by this biological instinct, they gradually lose their way, treating ordinary people as objects or slaves, and gradually become demonic cultivators."

"As you just saw, the more powerful a demonic cultivator is, the more difficult it is for them to break through the Nine Cauldrons Barrier and enter the human dimension, and this will trigger a large number of observable phenomena."

"Powerful demonic cultivators cannot enter the human dimension silently, nor can they lurk here. Weak demonic cultivators can enter the human dimension, but their influence is limited, and they are easily killed by ordinary firearms. If the police officers' pistols are accurate or they are lucky, they can kill many weak demonic cultivators."

"How do demonic cultivators increase their numbers? The answer is, they wait for the righteous path to fall."

"Of course, recently they have also started to use propaganda as a weapon, sending some weak but marketing-savvy demonic cultivators to infiltrate the human dimension, operate social media, and lead novice cultivators astray."

The social media industry can also harbor this kind of sinister nature!

Elsa: "Oh, they also guide ordinary people to remote places to refine their skills. Although the rewards are not as good as those for refining cultivators, the difficulty is much lower! Now, platforms like Xiaohongshu have become the hardest hit areas. The company's Cognitive Interference Department has set up a special Anti-Inducement Section to investigate those travel bloggers."

I can't believe such a thing actually happened!
Just then, the next subway train arrived. Because the evening rush hour was approaching, it was clear that the train was much more crowded than the previous one.

The platform screen doors sounded an alarm, and staff on the platform shouted through a loudspeaker: "Let people off first, then board. Stay behind the yellow line and wait!"

The door opened, but almost no one got off.

Wang Yi squeezed onto the subway.

At this moment, someone exclaimed, "Hey, you're—Wang Yi, right?"

Wang Yi looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was the white-collar woman who lived downstairs from him. He had helped her carry her things last year, and since then they would greet each other whenever they met on their way to and from get off work.

The white-collar woman was still dressed in a smart professional suit, her shirt stretched taut.

Because the carriage was too crowded, Wang Yi couldn't see what the older sister was wearing on her lower body, but he could guess from experience that it was a suit skirt and full-coverage black stockings.

Unlike the young and beautiful tennis girl he had just met, this older woman was an old acquaintance of Wang Yi's. Every time he ran into her on his way to or from get off work, she would appear in Wang Yi's fantasies without fail that night.

Calling her "elder sister" is probably inappropriate. She's probably only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Although she was wearing an engagement ring, based on Wang Yi's observation, she lives alone and doesn't seem to have any social activities that involve staying out all night, except for working overtime.

The ring is probably worn to scare away sycophants.

Eldest sister: "How's the new company?"

"Huh? How did you know I went to my new company today?"

You said it when we bought breakfast together this morning.

Hey, did we buy breakfast together this morning?
The older woman exclaimed, "Wow, a triple fold! Looks like the new company's benefits are pretty good, enough to make you decide to buy a new phone."

Wang Yi could only manage a dry laugh.

At this point, the train arrived at Tiyu Xilu Station.

This station is the most criticized station in the entire Yangcheng Metro. Despite its huge passenger flow, the platform is underutilized, making every transfer at this station as intense as getting food in a high school cafeteria.

The older sister quietly approached Wang Yi: "Please, like before, shield me!"

Hmm, has this ever happened before?

Before Wang Yi could respond, the car door opened.

The rule of letting people off first and then boarding seemed to disregard everything, with people getting off and boarding mixed together.

Wang Yin could clearly feel that the space inside the car had become cramped and the air had become stale.

The space between him and his older sister was instantly compressed into a thin sheet, like a sandwich.

The scent of lavender and shampoo filled Wang Yi's nostrils.

He gripped the handrails tightly with both hands, trying to create some space near the car door.

The older sister said, "You don't need to work so hard, I don't mind."

But I really mind!

However, at that moment, the train lurched as the doors closed, and all of Wang Yi's efforts were in vain. He landed squarely on the white-collar older sister he had fantasized about so many times—his older sister.

This feeling—oh no!
Wang Yi meant that the sidearm seemed to be caught in the middle and might be discovered by his sister—he meant absolutely nothing else!
My sister suddenly laughed: "Youth is truly precious. I guarantee you won't have this kind of energy after working for a few more years."

What kind of strength is that!

Wang Yi's face turned red.

He couldn't see Elsa, but he could hear her hearty laughter.

(End of this chapter)