The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

"When did you enter the Spiritual Transformation Realm?"

Yan Rouwan floated up gently, with her messy hair flying in the air.

She tilted her head slightly to think for a moment, then answered seriously:

"Just now."

It was indeed just now.

It was like the moment when the thought appeared in my mind.

From Dantian to Yuanying, a mysterious feeling arises out of nowhere. It instantly moisturizes every part of my body, making my whole body bathed in a warm and comfortable feeling.

The shackles that had not been broken for a long time finally soared naturally.

From Nascent Soul, directly cross to a major realm.

Entering the state of transformation.

She didn't know why.

But it doesn’t seem to matter.

"Witch...demon cultivator!"

The disciples screamed in fear and fled back: "She must have practiced magic, she is a magic cultivator!"

But I couldn't wait for him to escape.

Yan Rouwan's bare hand had slowly penetrated the chest of the man who was speaking, and she grabbed out his heart with her bloody hand.

Crushed it hard.

Blood and screams splattered on the face of the female disciple who was lying on the ground at a loss.

But in a flash, there were four warm corpses on the ground.

There were a few drops of crimson on Yan Rouwan's fair face. She turned her head and looked at her with her beautiful eyes in a seductive way.

"what!"

The female disciple was so frightened that her lower body felt warm and she was shaking all over but couldn't move.

Until Yan Rouwan's bare hands gently pinched her throat and slowly lifted her up.

“Um… no…”

The female disciple pleaded with difficulty and pain: "Senior sister... spare me..."

Yan Rouwan tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked her back:

"If I had begged you for mercy just now."

"Will you spare me?"

The female disciple nodded desperately.

Yan Rouwan smiled gracefully.

Then he crushed her throat.

The female disciple's head tilted and she fell to the ground.

The entire forest path fell into silence again.

Yan Rouwan stared at the corpses in silence, not knowing what she was thinking.

Behind her, another voice suddenly sounded:

"Congratulations. You have taken the first step towards becoming a demon cultivator."

"How does it feel to kill your fellow disciples with your own hands?"

Yan Rouwan did not turn around to look at Sang Zhe who had arrived at some point, but thought about it carefully and said:

“I thought I would feel really guilty.”

"But it was very surprising. Not at all."

"...It feels great." She said to herself.

Sang Zhe nodded: "That means they really deserve to die."

"Now, you can no longer return to the Immortal Gate."

"What do you mean?" He smiled and started to sell, "Our company really needs people like you."

"And our benefits are really good. We have five insurances and one housing fund, two days off a week, and various benefits during holidays..."

Yan Rouwan doesn't care about any of this.

She asked: "Will the Demonic Path... be different from the Immortal Path?"

Sang Zhe thought about it and answered seriously: "It won't be much better, but it can still be better."

"At least in the magic world, you can do whatever you want and no one will lie to you."

"In the devil's way, even if it means murder, arson, rape and looting. If you want to do it, just do it. No one will care about you."

"But similarly, if you are hunted down and killed because of this, no one will save you either."

"Do what you want to do and be responsible for what you do - this is the principle of magic."

22. Successful Strategy

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Do what you want to do.

And be responsible for your own actions.

Yan Rouwan thought about it and it sounded like a good idea.

"Ok."

"I'll join in." She suddenly laughed.

It was the first time that Sang Zhe saw Yan Rouwan smile.

Ever since being captured and taken to the Demon Prison, Yan Rouwan has always had an expression of deep resentment and hatred for herself.

But at this moment, her smile was full of ease and relief.

Instead, it made Sang Zhe realize that the person in front of him was truly one of the most stunning beauties in Shuiyue Immortal Sect.

All the flowers are colorless, only a little red among the green.

Especially when you get rid of all the unnecessary burdens and baggage, you feel relaxed, happy and comfortable.

It made her look particularly charming and attractive at this moment.

[Yan Rouwan's strategy progress. 】

【100%. 】

"correct."

“As a gift from the company’s seniors to the new employees.”

Sang Zhe snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, two cats, one black and one white, emerged from the bushes behind him.

Yan Rouwan's beautiful eyes lit up with surprise, and she quickly squatted down to hold the two cats in her arms.

"Jiaojiao, Black Knight!"

The black cat and the white cat both snuggled into her arms like a spoiled child, rubbed her cheeks affectionately, and licked her neck with their kitten tongues.

"I am finally free."

Sang Zhe smiled bitterly: "You don't know. Raising two little guys for a few days is almost torturing me to death."

In his previous life, Sang Zhe had no experience in raising cats.

Just by watching videos online, it seems that keeping a cat is no big deal.

It's even easier than raising a dog, after all, you don't have to take it out for a walk every day.

But in reality, when it comes to raising them, Sang Zhe still feels that half of his life has been tortured away by these two ancestors.

Not only do both cats shed excessively, but Sangzhe is also allergic to cat hair.

I start sneezing from the moment I wake up until midnight every day.

The smell of cat feces also highlights an abstraction. Even cat litter cannot cover up the smell.

The most annoying thing is that the two ancestors often come to my bed in the middle of the night and sleep on my chest.

As a result, he has been thinking that he is feeling chest tightness and shortness of breath recently, and that he is going to die suddenly from working too much overtime.

"Ugh."

“As it turns out, when it comes to raising a pet, it still depends on whether other people are happy with it.” Sang Zhe sighed.

Suddenly, another surprised voice came from Yan Rouwan: "Huh?"

"Jiaojiao, you, you have awakened your spiritual wisdom?"

"Can I understand what you are saying?"

Sang Zhe was stunned for a moment.

You know, it is very rare for ordinary creatures to awaken their spiritual intelligence.

Many monsters have awakened their spiritual intelligence only after being nurtured in blessed places for hundreds or thousands of years.

Unexpectedly, this little ragdoll cat actually gained intelligence because it followed the son of luck every day.

but.

Why do I always feel like something is wrong?

Yan Rouwan was hugging Jiaojiao at this moment, her beautiful eyes filled with tears of excitement:

"You said you forgive me?"

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"That's great... I, I'm sorry..."

When the man and the cat were hugging each other and talking about their feelings, Sang Zhe suddenly asked the system suspiciously:

"System, did this cat suddenly become intelligent? Why didn't it become intelligent earlier or later, but it became intelligent right after I completed the Yan Rouwan strategy?"

【…】

"Also, isn't Yan Rouwan a lower-level Nascent Soul? How come she soared directly to the Spiritualization stage just now?"

【…】

"And before that. I remember that Zhang Xiaoying was at the foundation-building stage like me? When did her cultivation level rise to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage?"

【…】

"……Why do not you speak?"

【…】

Sang Zhe: "Why do I feel like you, a newborn, have something you haven't told me?"

[The host is not knowledgeable enough, the system has no data yet. ]

Damn you.

On the other side, Yan Rouwan and Jiaojiao were whispering something.

It looked like girls whispering in their boudoir.

From time to time, she would look at Sang Zhe with a strange light in her beautiful eyes.

Suddenly, Yan Rouwan stretched out her hand to Sang Zhe and made a pinky promise.

"Bring it here."

"what?"