Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

Thinking of Dongfang Haoyang, Dongfang Haoyang clicked to continue cultivating. The perfect realm of Vajra Indestructible and physical sainthood was too tempting. With the idea of ​​enjoying it as soon as possible, Dongfang Haoyang sat cross-legged, mustered his spirits, and vowed to cultivate this technique to perfection today.

[In the first year, you cultivated your physical body to the Great Perfection stage of Indestructible Vajra, but despite trying every method, you still couldn't comprehend how to cultivate this technique to perfection. Left with no other choice, you chose to enter seclusion and focus solely on comprehending the technique.]

[In the first thousand years, you have made no progress.]

[In the ten thousandth year, you grew weary, even beginning to doubt whether the perfect state of indestructible invulnerability truly existed, yet you still relentlessly suppressed your emotions and continued your secluded cultivation.]

[In the fifty thousandth year, your Dao heart became somewhat unstable, and you even considered giving up. At this moment, a hole suddenly opened up in this world, and countless incomparably powerful demons poured into it, quickly turning the world into ruins.]

Most lives were destroyed in this catastrophe. The golden light faded, the strongest beings in this world perished, and this world was occupied by outsiders. You, completely unaware of this, survived by sheer luck while in seclusion.

To your surprise, you discover a new kind of spiritual energy that doesn't belong to this world. You absorb it and use this powerful and extremely abundant new spiritual energy to continue tempering your physical body.

[Ten thousand years have passed, and new spiritual energy has filled this world for fifty thousand years. Every day, you are constantly being consumed by this new spiritual energy, restoring your physical body. Finally, you succeed. Golden light pierces through the cave ceiling and reaches the sky. Your physical body has become sacred, immortal and indestructible. Nothing in or outside this world can destroy your body.]

[This system simulation training has ended]

[Consuming 103,100 years]

[Remaining lifespan: 38501 years]

When Dongfang Haoyang opened his eyes, it was already pitch black outside the window. Looking at his golden palm, he could feel the boundless power contained within his body, which he had tempered for tens of thousands of years.

Moreover, Haoyang doesn't feel tired at all; he feels like he has endless energy. In a sense, he's no longer human.

His physical body has already become a saint, so it can be said that even if the Immortal Emperor or even the Heavenly Dao were to take action, they could not erase his physical body.

"Physical sainthood, immortality and indestructibility—is this the perfect state of Vajra Indestructibility? Truly impressive."

"Brother, what are you muttering about?"

At this moment, Dongfang Yuechu, who had already returned, looked at his brother who had woken up with a puzzled expression, while still stirring the homemade dipping sauce in the bowl.

The hot pot and a variety of ingredients were already laid out on the table, including pork belly rolls, baby spinach, fish balls, meatballs, and shrimp.

The hot pot, steaming in the middle, already had its broth ready. There were no chili peppers in the pot, as the two brothers didn't like spicy food. Five pairs of bowls and chopsticks were also placed next to the hot pot.

Dongfang Haoyang paused for a moment, then looked at Yuechu who was working and nodded with a gentle and satisfied expression. He was quite satisfied with his little brother's housework skills. He rubbed the boy's cockroach-like head and said.

"So, what do you want, you've been so diligent today?"

He knew his younger brother best; his brother's diligence must mean he needed something from him.

"Hey bro, can you promise not to hit me today?"

Dongfang Haoyang frowned slightly.

"Do I look like such a fierce person?!"

"It looks like...no, it doesn't look like it, brother, you promised you wouldn't hit me!" Dongfang Yuechu quickly said when he saw his brother's fist harden.

Dongfang Haoyang sighed softly, rubbed his younger brother's head, and smiled.

Aside from his newly added simp attribute, my silly younger brother is quite excellent in other aspects.

"If I ever leave Tushan, you better take care of yourself."

Dongfang Yuechu was taken aback, then pursed his lips and looked at his brother.

He knew what his brother carried on his back: the hatred of their parents and the decline of their family, but his brother had never mentioned it to him.

He didn't want his brother to bear the burden of hatred. Like his parents, he knew his older brother just wanted him to live a peaceful and happy normal life.

Actually, there was something he hadn't told his brother—the real cause of their parents' deaths.

The Tiger and Crane Twin Immortals were no match for their mother, Dongfang Qinlan. If it weren't for those clansmen from the Eastern Secret Realm, their parents wouldn't have been seriously injured. In the end, the Tiger and Crane Twin Immortals took advantage of the situation and forced them to self-destruct to escape.

But Dongfang Yuechu didn't want to tell his brother these things, because he knew his older brother well. If he really knew these things, he would definitely go down Tushan right now to avenge their parents.

He didn't want Dongfang Haoyang to leave, after all, his brother was his last remaining relative, but he also knew that his brother had something on his mind and would leave Tushan sooner or later.

"Don't worry, big brother. With my diligence and the fairy sister taking care of me, I'll definitely be fine living in Tushan!"

Dongfang Haoyang smiled, and the two began to make arrangements, since guests were coming tonight.

A moment later, the door handle twitched.

"Why can't I open this broken door?!"

Dongfang Haoyang paused as he poured the fruit wine. The voice was very distinctive, crisp yet slightly childish, with a sweet, bell-like quality unique to young girls, and a hint of melancholy.

It was Tu Shan Ya Ya. Dongfang Haoyang stepped forward and unlocked the door. Ever since Ya Ya had sneaked into their house twice, he and Yuechu had developed the good habit of locking the door whenever they wanted.

Tu Shan Ya Ya pressed her body against the door and twisted the doorknob hard. Suddenly, the door opened.

Tu Shan Ya Ya was caught off guard and cried out in pain as she fell to the ground. The huge package, more than three meters high, was about to hit her.

Dongfang Haoyang caught the package with one hand, put it on the ground, and looked at Tu Shan Yaya who had gotten up, asking in confusion.

"Miss Ya Ya, what's wrong with you?!"

"I... I just came to see if you were dead! I didn't mean anything else, absolutely not."

Dongfang Haoyang's lips twitched slightly as he poured a glass of fruit wine and handed it to Tu Shan Yaya.

Tu Shan Ya Ya took the fruit wine with both hands and drank it all in one gulp. Her eyes swept over Dongfang Haoyang, then she threw down the glass and ran over, patting Dongfang Haoyang's body with her little hands.

"Miss Ya Ya, what are you doing?!"

Dongfang Haoyang's face flushed slightly. After Tu Shan Yaya's small hands touched his upper body, she actually started to pull down his pants!

"Where are your wounds? Where did you hide them?!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya's face was full of worry and confusion. Seeing that she couldn't pull down the stinky cockroach's pants, she simply went around behind Dongfang Haoyang, lifted his plain white robe and looked at him. His skin was so fair and clean that it was unbelievable, like smooth mutton fat jade, without the slightest scratch.

Dongfang Haoyang's lips twitched violently. He realized he should have told the little fox demon that he was alright sooner.

Seeing all this, Dongfang Yuechu walked to the large package with a puzzled look, opened it, and was so surprised that her mouth gaped open slightly.

"Sister Ya Ya, what are you going to do with so many pills and herbs?!"

Upon hearing this, Tu Shan Ya Ya paused in her stroking motion, her face instantly turning red. She covered her face and turned her head away, stammering for a long time before finally managing to speak.

Dongfang Yuechu suddenly understood something, and the smile on his lips became even harder to suppress than an AK. He secretly approached Tushan Yaya, who was covering her face, and said with a sly grin:

"You're not worried about my brother, are you?!"

"Who! Who's worried about him! You, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you to death!"

Seeing Tu Shan Ya Ya blushing and panting, Dongfang Yuechu chuckled and quickly hid behind his brother.

"Brother, Sister Ya Ya seems to care about you a lot! That package is full of precious rare herbs and rare healing pills!"

Dongfang Haoyang was slightly stunned. Tu Shan Ya Ya's secret was exposed, and her face turned bright red. She looked at Dongfang Yuechu with a dangerous gaze.

Dongfang Yuechu was also the most adept at handling things. He ran over and thoughtfully opened the bag for his brother to see. As the bag was opened, an extremely rich medicinal fragrance quickly filled the entire room.