I am the devil, I only know how to trade.

This is his past life, the past life he has always wanted to know!

For the devil, knowing his past life is taboo; if he were to see it completely, even a monarch might have to deal with him with great difficulty.

However, everyone has something they are obsessed with, something that transcends reverence for gods and demons, and even transcends life and death.

Chapter 281 Luo Feng's Past Life

Luo Feng desperately wanted to know what his past life was like and why he had become a demon.

Is he an unforgivable villain, or a butcher?

He paid no attention to Gael sealing off the space around him, nor to Vinay's divine power setting up a magic circle around him.

Previously, this was just his favorite way of fighting. Now he needs to focus on his past, but that doesn't mean he's completely defenseless. The only thing he can't use is the power of space.

In short, the group's situation changed from Luo Feng's constant sneak attacks on them to a direct confrontation.

Even Luo Feng wasn't confident facing a single Seraph alone. Fortunately, Vinai wasn't good at fighting.

She had to use the screen to keep Luo Feng in check while also keeping an eye on Raffi and Gabriel.

This is not to say that Gael is cold-blooded, but rather that she understands better what to do and when.

Even if Vinnie knew, she couldn't quite grasp it in a moment. It's like a punch coming at you; if you haven't trained, you can't just stand there motionless without even blinking. It's like some things you try not to think about, but the more you think about them, or the more you try to fall asleep, the less you can.

boom!

After Gael sealed off the space, another golden beam of light shot towards Luo Feng.

"Kun, the character for Harmony Express."

Luo Feng said in a low voice.

Suddenly, a giant serpent made of stone appeared out of thin air and surrounded Luo Feng!

brush!

The giant serpent formed from stone seemed to be alive, painfully raising its 'head'.

Jia'ailu knew that it was already difficult to force Luo Feng to confront her head-on, so she didn't ask for more, but simply wanted to increase her output.

Luo Feng's power clashed head-on with the two of them, one of whom was a Seraphim. How long could he hold out?

In this level of competition, besides the contest of rules, it all comes down to who has the greater strength.

Luo Feng's summoning did not originate from the ground.

If his Qimen Dunjia skills in his previous life only utilized the natural forces of a certain planet, then what he is using now is the power of this concept!

For example, many people think that the River God is a regional god, but in fact, he is a conceptual god. The Milky Way, the River of Time, these are all rivers, and they are all under his jurisdiction.

Luo Feng was the same; his array covered the entire universe, and what he summoned was not something from Earth, but the existence of the concept of Qimen, summoning the origin.

Of course, this doesn't mean his esoteric arts are invincible. The array plate can expand infinitely, but his own power has its limits. Even if he were to cease being human, his power would not be invincible.

His earthen cart was being consumed at an alarming rate, but that didn't stop him from looking at the screen.

They're out, they'll be out soon.

This is not one lifetime, but ten lifetimes!

The things he did in each of his lifetimes would be displayed on the screen.

On the ground, Sora Ginko had already arrived at the izakaya.

Because of the competition, she was not in Osaka, but in Tokyo.

When she arrived in the vicinity, she was surprised to find that Luo Feng was actually fighting with someone!

Kong Yinzi never imagined that Luo Feng could fight. Wasn't he usually able to kill people instantly?

"What's going on under the snow?"

Even though she was too embarrassed to talk to Yukino, Sora Ginko wanted to know about Luo Feng's situation, because it seemed that Luo Feng was at a disadvantage.

For her, Luo Feng is the person she needs most right now, and she is definitely one of the people who least wants anything to happen to Luo Feng.

"An angel, an angel has come to punish this guy." Yukino sneered.

"Huh? He... he won't lose, will he?" Sora asked anxiously and worriedly.

"Hmph, it's best if this guy dies, then you'll be free too." Yukino glanced at Ginko.

It's strange. We're all victims, so why are you so concerned about this guy? Haven't you been abused enough yet?

"Don't lose..." Seeing that Yukino wished Luo Feng dead, Sora looked at the sky with some fear.

Yukino frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly realized.

Our souls are bound to Luo Feng; if he dies, we will die too!

I don't care if I die. I'd rather perish together with this devil. My life has been worthwhile!

When Death was trying to enlighten her, he knew it wouldn't work normally; he had to instill hatred in her heart for her to recover.

Let her pursue greater power and take revenge on Luo Feng, so that she can live a better life.

Yukino felt that she could die, but her sister...

She gritted her teeth, feeling somewhat conflicted. She couldn't blame Kong Yinzi for cheering Luo Feng on, because she was just an ordinary person and it was normal for her to be afraid of death.

She can be strict with herself, but she would never impose her own standards on others.

At that moment, the image that appeared in the air became clear to both Yukino and Sora.

Vinnie deliberately adjusted the playback speed, but this divine book was not something she could completely control.

Even if it's slow, it will still play when it's supposed to.

A group of primitive people appeared on the screen that blotted out the sky.

One of them was making fire by rubbing sticks together. Soon, the fire was burning on the sticks, and the other primitive people danced wildly to celebrate, and then knelt down together in worship.

The caveman was overjoyed, mumbled something, and excitedly handed the torch to a small-eyed fellow. Then the two began to communicate in a language they couldn't understand.

The human with small eyes nodded, took the torch, and ran towards another tribe.

"Suirenshi?" Yukino was taken aback. "Drilling wood to make fire? This... he was a primitive man in his past life?"

"What Suirenshi? What primitive man? Was Luo Feng called Suirenshi in his lifetime?" Kong Yinzi blinked her big eyes, indicating that she didn't understand at all.

“He’s not, he is…” Yukino pointed to the air: “The one running with a torch.”

The person above was running around frantically, sharing the experience of Suirenshi (a legendary figure in Chinese mythology) in making fire by drilling wood with each tribe, and then sharing the fire.

If Suirenshi was the inventor, then he was the disseminator.

Suirenshi ended the era of eating raw meat and drinking blood, while the propagator remained anonymous. He simply kept running and sharing, going wherever there were people to share with.

The speed on the screen began to increase.

The human who passed on the fire was not afraid of spring, summer, autumn and winter. He searched everywhere for traces of humankind, spread the civilization of fire everywhere, and proclaimed the greatness of Suirenshi everywhere.

Day after day, year after year, he ran tirelessly until he died of old age in a small tribe.

It wasn't that no one else wanted to take over his mission, but rather that at that time he regarded Suirenshi as a god and his words as the will of the god.

The creatures of that era were very simple. For the sake of the gods' mission, he devoted his entire life to it, and even when he was old and frail, he would not give up his mission.

It was as if this was the meaning of his existence.

Chapter 282 A man who has been virtuous for ten lifetimes does not have a good end.

"This... why did he become a demon in his past life?" Yukino couldn't understand it no matter how hard she tried: "Was it because of the development of civilization, that many creatures died because of him? Or did the development of civilization mean war or something... that the meat that people ate and the animals they killed were all attributed to him?"

"..."

Kong Yinzi now roughly understands the situation; Luo Feng on the screen seems like a good person no matter how you look at it.

Is it a crime to spread and develop civilization? If this can be considered a bad person, then there must be far too many bad people in the world.

Then, the image above changed.

It's clear that civilization has progressed to some extent.

This time, both of them recognized Luo Feng.

Luo Feng followed behind an old man who, for some reason, tasted every kind of herb he saw. Luo Feng, following behind, listened to what the old man said and used a stone knife to draw the herb and its symptoms on a stone slab.

He meticulously recorded the differences between herbs that could improve the health of the elderly and those that could cause them pain, so that these knowledge could be passed down to future generations.

This can be considered the origin of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs?"

Yukino quickly realized what was happening.

She didn't understand Chinese culture at first, but ever since she met Luo Feng, she would go and take a look whenever she had free time.

In this era of internet explosion, finding information is incredibly easy.

She just wanted to know how Luo Feng, this scourge, went from being a Chinese person to a Western devil, and even came to Japan to wreak havoc...

"...Is he Shennong?"

“No, he is the recorder.” Yukino shook her head.

Sora Ginko's knowledge base is nowhere near that of Yukino. She's just a high school student, and a terrible one at that. You can tell how much effort she puts into her studies just by looking at her playing Go all day.

She can't even understand the material taught at her own school, let alone these extracurricular courses.

Yukino is a graduate of a proper university and has been a top student since childhood. She also has an exceptionally good memory, so she can remember these myths after reading them.

The third generation.

Luo Feng looked much normal this time, as if he had left the ancient era behind.

This is neither a village nor a town. The architectural style is similar to that of the Qin Dynasty, but it is far less grand.

Currently, in front of a small thatched shed, an elderly man is inquiring about a patient's condition with a focused expression, while a long queue has formed neatly around the shed.

You don't even need to look to know that he was a doctor in this life, but he wasn't working for a great man.

Doctors were not so common during this period, and many villages might not see a doctor for many years.