The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the town, the burly man from before stood there, head bowed, dragging his cart with a dejected expression.

As soon as he arrived at the town entrance, two men dressed similarly as hunters approached him.

After some questioning, the two learned the whole story.

Upon seeing the man's condition, the two men couldn't help but feel a pang of pity in their eyes.

The one on the left offered words of comfort:

"Dahu, how about we find someone else? I think Er Ya from Old Yang's family at the town entrance is quite nice."

The person on the right also spoke up:

"Yes, yes, Chunhua from Li Doufu's family is also quite nice. I once heard the town's teacher say something like, 'Where in the world is...where...what...why bother...why bother...what...oh well, anyway, it's telling us men not to hang themselves on one tree.'"

The person on the left nudged that person.

"Hey, hey, hey! Go away! Stop showing off your knowledge. If you ask me, you should be more down-to-earth. Da Hu, with your hunting skills, you could easily find any girl in town. Why bother thinking about Doctor Changsun? She's a celestial being who has descended to earth to save all living beings. How could we possibly be qualified to lay a finger on her?"

At this moment, Da Hu raised his head, his eyes flickering slightly.

"But...but...Doctor Changsun is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She has big breasts and a big bottom. My mother says big breasts mean plenty of milk, so the baby won't go hungry, and big bottoms mean good fertility. She'll definitely give birth to a healthy baby..."

Upon hearing this, the two were taken aback.

Then the person on the left tilted his head, examined the tiger from top to bottom again, and said:

"You told us before that you admired Doctor Changsun's character of saving lives and healing the wounded without accepting a penny. That's why we helped you hunt deer. Now we realize that you didn't like him at all; you were just lusting after his body! You're despicable!"

Those nearby immediately echoed his sentiment.

"Yes, yes, yes! You're despicable!"

"But...don't you like it? When you went to see the doctor before, I saw that you two looked at Doctor Changsun with blank stares."

The two men froze upon hearing Da Hu's words.

"Ahem, don't talk nonsense... I'm a married man."

"Yes, yes, yes! I am absolutely faithful to my wife."

At this moment, the big man let out a cold snort.

"Nonsense, Old Zhao, I saw you peeping at Wang next door before..."

"Eeeeeee!!!"

Upon hearing this, the man quickly covered the tiger's mouth, while glancing around nervously, looking like a guilty thief.

"Don't say this nonsense."

The people next to them laughed.

"You old Zhao, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, it turns out you're the same kind of person."

At this moment, Da Hu pried open Lao Zhao's hand.

"And you, Old Sun, I saw you sneaking around the other day..."

At this point, Lao Sun panicked and did the same thing as Lao Zhao.

"Hey! Big brother! Big brother! You're my big brother! Don't talk nonsense, or the gossipy people will hear you..."

Old Sun's eyes darted around, and he only breathed a sigh of relief when he found no one nearby.

At this moment, Da Hu also pried the two people's hands apart.

"I don't care, you two have to help me become a cultivator, or I'll expose all your embarrassing secrets!"

Old Sun got anxious.

"You still won't give up? And what are you doing? How are we supposed to help you? If the two of us could become cultivators, would we still be in this state?"

However, Old Zhao looked thoughtful.

"Hiss—that's not necessarily true."

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the three of them set off for the town.

The three of them chatted as they walked.

Old Zhao was the first to speak.

“I’m sure there must have been some treasure around our town before. And those immortals love treasures the most. Not long ago, when I was selling mountain products, I met someone from the Ziyun Sect. You know the Ziyun Sect, right? It’s full of immortals. It’s said that the sect leader of the Ziyun Sect is a Nascent Soul stage cultivator who has lived for several hundred years.”

At this point, Old Zhao looked towards the distant city.

"The person I know is still an outer disciple, but he is also a cultivator. We can use the clues to make a deal and ask the Ziyun Sect for a cultivation technique. Maybe we can really become cultivators."

"real or fake?"

Old Sun stared wide-eyed in disbelief. His ancestors had been hunters for generations, and he had never imagined that he could become a flying immortal.

Old Zhao glared at him.

"Of course it's true. When have you ever seen me, Old Zhao, lie?"

Da Hu, however, showed a hint of hesitation on his face.

"But I've heard that immortals are very arrogant. Do you think they would believe us?"

Just as Old Zhao was about to speak, a sparse sound suddenly came from the roadside.

The three men immediately became alert and drew their swords from their waists.

Their town is remote, so it's quite normal to encounter wild animals on the roads.

Just as the three were becoming alert to their surroundings, a wisp of black smoke drifted by.

Two people dressed in black Taoist robes appeared in front of the three of them, a man and a woman.

A Taoist priest and a Taoist nun.

At this moment, the Taoist priest spoke.

"I just heard that a treasure has appeared in your area. Is that true?"

The three of them remained silent, only staring at the two people in front of them with strange expressions.

At this moment, the Taoist nun slightly raised her finger, a flash of spiritual light appeared, and a gust of wind blew by.

The hunting knives in the hands of the three men suddenly broke off for no apparent reason.

This scene stunned the three of them, and at the same time made them realize the identities of the two people in front of them.

At this moment, the Taoist nun spoke up.

"Don't worry, we mean no harm and we don't like beating around the bush. The cultivation path emphasizes fate. Since we've met, it must be fate. We're very interested in the treasure you mentioned. We've heard you want to become cultivators, so how about we make a deal?"

After she finished speaking, an ancient-looking book appeared in her hand. She looked at the three of them with a warm smile on her face.

This caused Da Hu and his two companions to exchange glances...

Chapter Seventy: Fate and Disaster

In the desolate wilderness, more than a dozen streaks of light pierced the sky.

The group was led by two middle-aged men, and behind them was a group of people in uniform.

At this moment, the person in the lead had a worried expression on his face.

"I never expected that the matter of the Yin Soul Duo would alarm the royal family. Now that person has come to our capital city in person, the city lord is under a lot of pressure."

The people standing nearby, however, looked indignant.

"These Yin Soul Duo are truly audacious, daring to deceive even the members of the Divine Emperor Royal Family."

The other person sighed softly.

"These rogue cultivators already live in the cracks, and they've long since become indifferent to life and death. It's normal for them to be so audacious, but..."

The man looked into the distance.

"That lady gave us a death order: we must capture those two alive and bring them before her within three days. If we fail, the city lord will be dismissed, and we'll probably be in deep trouble too. It's been two days now, and we can only hope that this last clue is true."

The other person fell silent, the indignation on their face gradually fading, before finally responding after a long while.

"yes..."

.................

The next morning.

Changsun Youyou got up early and made breakfast.

Breakfast was simple: white porridge, pickled vegetables, and salted duck eggs that the villagers had forcibly given them to us.

In fact, once you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you can go ten days or half a month without eating and nothing will happen to you.

She eats breakfast purely out of habit.

Back when she was still practicing Qi cultivation, her mother would always prepare breakfast early in the morning.

I still vividly remember one of her favorite phrases.

“If you don’t eat your fill, where will you get the strength to cultivate? You’re still growing, so you should eat more.”

The gentle words seemed to echo in my ears, but the scenery before my eyes and that smiling, gentle face had vanished like smoke.

Now, she was all alone on this small wooden table.

Changsun Youyou stared at the white porridge in the bowl, not taking a bite. She just stared at it quietly, her face expressionless.

The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a long shadow of Changsun Youyou.

The spirit immortal had appeared at some point and was leaning against the side without saying a word.

boom!

Just then, the wooden door suddenly opened, and a ray of sunlight shone in, dispelling the chill in the room. Qin Yangjun ran in, carrying something wrapped in a lotus leaf.

"Come, come, Junior Sister Changsun, try my cooking."