The improved female villains regained their memories.

To be precise, it was a happy yet morbid laugh.

However, such days always come to an end. Even if Yang Pingsheng obediently takes his medicine, it can only delay the inevitable, not cure the disease.

Su Murong must find a cure before Yang Pingsheng dies completely.

then--

Is this it?

"Awooo!"

"Speak like a human being."

In the suburbs, the little white tiger, who had just been slapped, had tears in its eyes, but dared not resist Su Murong. It could only say, "Yes, this is the secret technique for transforming demons."

The plague ravaged the world, causing suffering to both immortals and mortals, but it had little effect on demons.

Su Murong wasn't particularly skilled in alchemy or medicine. If the Immortal Doctor Pavilion couldn't help her, then she couldn't either. But that wouldn't stump her. Since she couldn't solve the problem, then solving the problem itself would suffice.

That is, to transform Yang Pingsheng into a demon.

In other worlds, there are immortal techniques that can transform people into demonic beasts, but these techniques are mostly used to simulate the characteristics of demonic beasts for combat, and are usually temporary transformations. In this world, immortal techniques are extinct. Wang Tiande monopolizes absolute knowledge of cultivation, and even Su Murong cannot know about this type of technique. Even if she did, she wouldn't be able to use it given her strength.

But the little white tiger has a way.

The demons of Nanjun possess an ancient secret technique for transforming humans into demons. However, this technique is extremely difficult to execute, with the greatest challenge lying with the Four Celestial Spirits.

Auspicious omens descended upon the demon race of Nanjun, giving birth to the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise—three of the Four Celestial Spirits. The only missing one, the Vermilion Bird, was on Su Murong's side, which perfectly fulfilled the conditions for implementing the Demon Transformation Secret Technique.

The little white tiger brought not only the secret technique for transforming demons, but also its two companions, the Azure Dragon and the Black Tortoise.

We'll leave aside for now why the demons of Nanjun are so interested in Su Murong. Right now, Su Murong has obtained the secret method for transforming into a demon; his next step is to bring the three spirit beasts—Azure Dragon, Black Tortoise, and White Tiger—to the Immortal Realm.

The little white tiger is easy to deal with, but the Azure Dragon and Black Tortoise are more difficult to handle. One is menacing and enormous, while the other is a tortoise and snake that lies still. Su Murong's current strength is definitely not enough to deceive them.

"I've heard there are many men in the city. Can I ride a man?"

"call……"

One is in heaven, the other on earth; one is spouting vulgarities, the other is dozing off.

Su Murong looked at the three spirit beasts and asked, "Can you transform into human form?"

Having received an affirmative answer, Su Murong returned home that evening with three little girls following him.

When Qinglong saw Yang Pingsheng, his eyes lit up, and he rushed forward to attack him, only to be brutally beaten by Su Murong. Baihu saw Yang Pingsheng and roared, wanting to kill him, but was kicked away by Su Murong. Xuanwu, the last one remaining, immediately took his place on the bed upon landing and was hung upside down from the beam by Su Murong.

Ever since Yang Pingsheng's accident, Su Murong's temper has become increasingly worse. Little Zhuque could only silently mourn as she watched her companion being abused, hoping that Su Murong wouldn't be too ruthless.

That night, Su Murong held Yang Pingsheng in her arms and murmured in his ear, "You'll be alright, absolutely."

The purple mark lit up, and Yang Pingsheng smiled, turning around to look at her: "Hmm!"

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid with Xiao Rong by my side."

If only you really thought that way, Su Murong closed her eyes, nestled in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Her smile vanished, leaving only silence.

The next day, the Four Celestial Spirits began to coordinate the formation of the Demon Transformation Technique, with Su Murong acting as their protector.

However, an accident occurred on the first try.

"Are you sick in the head, always staring at people like that?"

"You're the one who's sick! All you think about is sleeping with men! You're the one who's really sick!"

"Am I sick? You've slept with everyone, how am I supposed to sleep with men now?"

"You can go to the corpse."

Why don't you go and touch the corpse?

"Idiot."

"You idiot."

The Azure Dragon and the White Tiger were wrestling, while the Little Vermilion Bird anxiously tried to break them up, and the Black Tortoise was sleeping soundly as usual.

The Four Celestial Beasts are divine beasts bestowed by Heaven, and in theory they should be perfect. However, it is unknown what their faults are, as each of them has its own defects.

Su Murong watched coldly, and finally beat up the three with the biggest problems.

After being beaten, the Four Spirits stopped causing trouble and began to practice setting up formations diligently. They practiced like this for a month, and on the eve of New Year's Eve, Su Murong decided to conduct a formal trial.

Night fell, and a bright light shone forth. In the courtyard, the four spirits were ready. Su Murong took Yang Pingsheng's hand and walked into the center of the great formation.

"Don't be afraid, trust me, everything will be alright." Su Murong straightened Yang Pingsheng's clothes and said gently, "Once you're fully recovered, we'll spend New Year's Eve together."

The purple mark lit up, and Yang Pingsheng nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Su Murong withdrew from the formation, and the next second, the Demon Transformation Secret Technique began to be implemented.

"Wait... something seems wrong!"

"Damn it, Xuanwu, wake up! Something's wrong with the formation!"

"what……"

"Ha Ren, Ha Ren, I'm running away!"

Su Murong's eyelids twitched violently.

Under the moonlight, the boy coughed up blood and fell to the ground.

Chapter 179 Death is the End

"My whole life!"

Su Murong shouted and rushed over.

As the spiritual energy dissipated after the formation shattered, Su Murong picked up the boy, glared at the four spirits, and asked, "What happened?!"

“My lord, please don’t worry, we should have succeeded.” Little Vermilion Bird said, “It’s just that the transformation process is a bit slow, and we are only half-demon now, so please wait a little longer.”

“No need to wait any longer…” Xuanwu, who had been dozing off, suddenly spoke up, “It has already failed.”

"What……"

Before Su Murong could say anything, the boy in his arms coughed up a mouthful of black blood and fainted completely.

The conversion failed.

She held the boy, her gaze vacant.

Is there really no other way?

She gave it her all and took huge risks, only to end up with nothing.

The boy lay in her arms, like quicksand held in her palm, destined to slip away completely.

As he was lost in thought, Xuanwu slowly approached. The little girl, dressed in black, had a venomous hiss hidden beneath her dark hair. She looked at Su Murong and said slowly, "Actually, there is still a way..."

Su Murong suddenly looked up at her: "You have a way to transform into a demon?"

“There’s no way to convert him into a demon,” Xuanwu shook his head. “But after all, isn’t your purpose in converting him into a demon to remove the illness from his body? So, why not just remove the illness?”

"It's not that simple," Su Murong frowned. "If it were that easy, why would I go through all this trouble?"

"Um... I actually figured out a few things while I was transforming into a demon."

Xuanwu then uttered a startling statement: "The key to his illness lies in his popularity."

Popularity encompasses everything; all the energy emanating from a person belongs to the category of popularity.

The plague was caused by Wang Tiande's devised killing move. The key lies in whether the infected people have strong popularity. Those with strong popularity can resist the plague.

Yang Pingsheng was physically weak and his vitality was already low, so he was naturally infected by the plague. Those poor people, whose vitality was also weakened due to insufficient energy, were also infected.

This is the truth about the plague: because demons and spirit beasts do not belong to humans, they cannot be infected.

Su Murong was very excited and said, "So, wouldn't replenishing the population solve the plague problem?"

Xuanwu pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid that won't work."

A person contains various kinds of energy, but ultimately, the essence of human energy lies in the breath of life itself.

As long as there is breath, a person is alive; when that breath dissipates, a person is dead.

Yang Pingsheng was already weak to begin with, and after being infected with the plague for so long, most of his life force had already dissipated and could not be recovered.

"However, I have heard of a Five-Turn Elixir, whose name is called Qi Brings Back Qi. Those who take it can replenish their Qi and thus prolong their lives."

Xuanwu's words stirred up Su Murong's memories.

She remembered that among the many pills that Old Man Qian had forced her to memorize back in Liuyun City, there was indeed such a pill.

The Five-Stage Elixir requires the summoning of human energy. The alchemist must use their own human energy, combined with various cooling medicinal herbs, to flow into the pill, thus forming the elixir.

This pill is an extremely unpopular one among the five-level pills. Its effects are not particularly good, at least not as good as the Longevity Pill and Joy Pill of the same level. Not only are the effects inferior, but the cost is also several times that of them. One's entire life force is consumed by the pill, much like the Blood Qi Pill. In essence, it is using one person's life force to exchange for another person's life force.

Su Murong possesses immense popularity, but Yang Pingsheng's body is far too weak. Even with Su Murong's immense popularity, the Popularity Summoning Pill might not be able to save Yang Pingsheng.

"It's up to you to choose," Xuanwu said. "People always have to make choices."

Yes, people always have to make choices.

She looked up, but could not see the starry sky; she only saw snow falling all around her.

That night, under the stars, she pleaded with her doctor for help.

Now, it's her turn to save the doctor.

"There aren't many good options."

Su Murong stood up and carried Yang Pingsheng into the house.

"Just a worthless life."

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Yang Pingsheng regained control of his body because Su Murong released the control of the Mother-Child Seal.

That thing consumed even more mana, so Su Murong dared not use it anymore and released it from control.