Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

boom!

The stone door was smashed open, and the sect elders and her master rushed in.

Yunxi immediately put on a terrified expression, threw herself into her master's arms, pointed at Luo Xue in the pool of blood, and cried out.

"Master! My junior sister... she secretly practiced forbidden techniques, went mad with cultivation, and wants... wants to steal my lifeblood!"

Luo Xue lay in a pool of blood, a bloody hole in her dantian, and she couldn't muster any strength.

She looked at those familiar faces: her master, her uncle, her senior uncle...

Their faces showed concern and shock, but in the end, it all turned into disappointment and coldness.

Nobody believed her.

Her master walked up to her step by step, looking at her dissected dantian, and the last trace of warmth in his eyes disappeared.

"You wicked disciple!"

He raised his hand and slapped down.

With a deafening roar, her damaged dantian was completely shattered, severing her path to immortality.

"My Immortal Sect has no place for a wicked disciple like you!"

"From this day forward, you are expelled from the sect, and your life and death are no longer related to the sect!"

……

The memory abruptly ends.

Lin Mo stood in the void, his chest heaving violently.

A boundless hatred and extreme pain, not belonging to him, yet incredibly real.

Like a flood bursting its banks, it surged wildly within his chest!

"Damn it!"

"What kind of human suffering is this?!"

He was poisoned, had his cheat codes stolen, was falsely accused, and was ultimately stripped of his cultivation and expelled from his sect.

This is too bad!

That green tea bitch named Yunxi! And that old, blind bastard!

Lin Mo's consciousness roared in the void, and an unnamed fire shot straight to the top of his head.

"Lin Mo!"

Suddenly, an urgent yet familiar voice pierced through the endless darkness and struck the depths of his consciousness.

……

Time rewinds to when Lin Mo's consciousness had just sunk into the dark void.

Beyond the void lies the real world.

Under the crimson setting sun, the battlefield was deathly silent.

Lin Mo stood motionless on the mound of corpses, like a sculpture stained with blood.

He was surrounded by a huge vacuum.

Thousands of Xia Yuanjun soldiers surrounded him.

The spear tips were like a forest, and the blades were like snowflakes, all aimed at the lone figure in the center.

But no one dared to move.

Fear continued to spread in their hearts.

Just now, this man, like a blood-red meteor, smashed through their army's formation.

Then came a massacre.

They watched as this man used the purest violence to blast living people into a cloud of blood mist.

That's not human, it's an Asura! It's a demon!

Their prized military formations and invincible combined attack techniques were as fragile as paper in the face of this absolute power!

It looked like the entire defensive line was about to be breached by this devil all by himself.

But suddenly, this god of death stopped.

He just stood there, staring blankly ahead, as if his soul had been ripped out.

The wind blew by, carrying a heavy stench of blood and stirring his blood-soaked clothes.

An eerie silence enveloped the small battlefield.

Thousands of people surrounded the unsuspecting Lin Mo, creating an awkward standoff.

run?

Who dares to be a deserter?

Prince Xia Yuan's military law is even more terrifying than the devil before us!

on?

Who dares to go up?

The brothers who rushed up just now didn't even leave behind a single intact bone.

"Captain, Captain... that killer... did he get tired and give up?"

A young soldier's voice trembled violently, choked with sobs.

No one answered.

Everyone stared intently at the figure, their breathing unconsciously slowing down.

A centurion named Wang Er nervously swallowed.

He rolled his eyes, quietly took half a step back, and then kicked a soldier named Li Gouzi in the buttocks.

"Go, go and stab him with a spear."

"what?"

Li Gouzi was kicked and staggered. When he turned around, his face was ashen.

"Captain, Captain... I... I can't do it..."

"You dare not?"

Wang Er glared, lowered his voice, and his tone was full of threat.

"Military orders are absolute. Do you want to die?"

Li Gouzi was trembling all over, and he could barely hold onto the spear.

He dare not.

He really didn't dare.

Zhang Dazhu, who was as strong as an ox, rushed to the front, wanting to be the first to do the work.

The results of it?

He was smashed to pieces by this devil's punch, his body and armor turning into a cloud of blood mist.

He can still see that scene even now when he closes his eyes.

Turning a person into mist with bare hands, is that something a human could do?

Wang Er was furious at Li Gouzi's cowardly behavior, but he still patiently changed to a persuasive tone.

"Hey dog, what are you afraid of!"

"Don't you think about what would happen if this kid was truly at his last gasp and you killed him with a spear? What kind of achievement would that be?"

"A monumental achievement! An immense feat!"

"If the prince is in a good mood, he'll reward you with a hundred taels of silver! Then, won't you have enough money to redeem Xiao Cui, the girl you're seeing at the Drunken Spring Pavilion?"

"Xiao Cui..."

These two words struck like a thunderbolt, shattering Li Gouzi's mind, which was filled with fear.

His Adam's apple bobbed as the image of that alluring face and the shy, yielding look on her face beneath him flashed into his mind.

Every time he went to Zuichunlou, he had to spend a month's worth of military pay just to hear her play a little tune.

If we could really redeem her and bring her home...

Have her play music for me every day...

Let her moan softly beneath him every day...

that……

"Hehe...hehehe..."

Li Gouzi's mouth stretched into an uncontrollable grin, and drool was almost dripping down his chin.

Seeing that things were looking promising, Wang Er quickly added fuel to the fire.

"Doggy, just think about it, you sleep with Xiao Cui every night, her tiny waist, her butt..."

"Wow!"

Li Gouzi suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot.

Lust emboldens the cowardly!

Li Gouzi gripped the spear tightly in his hand.

It's just a little stab in the back, isn't it?

Just close your eyes, hand over the gun, and it's done!

We won! Xiao Cui is ours!

If you lose, try again in your next life!

"Captain, if I die, you have to send my compensation to Xiao Cui..."

"Go ahead and don't worry! Your wife is my wife, I'll definitely take good care of her!"

Wang Er patted his chest and made a solemn vow.

Li Gouzi took a deep breath, no longer daring to hesitate, and, holding his spear, moved step by step toward the figure atop the mountain of corpses.

All eyes were on him.

One step, two steps.

Li Gouzi stepped on the sticky, bloody flesh of his comrades, feeling soft, greasy, and disgusting under his feet.

The stench of blood in the air made him almost vomit.

Getting closer and closer.

He could even see the specks of blood splattered on Lin Mo's face, and those unfocused eyes.

Li Gouzi stopped in his tracks.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my throat.

He gripped the gun barrel with both hands, his palms sweating so much they were almost slippery he could barely hold on.

"ah--!!!"

He let out a heart-wrenching roar to dispel the boundless fear in his heart and poured all his strength into his arms.

The tip of the gun drew a cold arc in the setting sun.

It was about to pierce the man's back.

But just as the tip of the gun was about to touch the clothes...

"Lin Mo!"

Qin Ruxue's anxious voice came from afar.