The Farm Girl's Charismatic Fortune-Chapter 59 - 57 The Sorrow of the Demon Lord
Chapter 59: Chapter 57 The Sorrow of the Demon Lord
Chapter 59 -57 The Sorrow of the Demon Lord
In the carriage, Ruo Xuan heard everyone discussing the General Residence and couldn’t bear to leave!
The imagination of mortals is truly rich!
She had the old shopkeeper drive around the city while she, in the carriage, pricked up her ears to listen to the lively conversations in each household, discussing how the heavenly lightning had struck the Zhou family.
Ruo Xuan, having heard what people said, couldn’t help but chuckle with joy as her chubby little legs swayed back and forth!
Xuanyuan Que, even as he closed his eyes to cultivate, could sense the excitement of the flower beside him, shaking its branches and leaves.
He had never seen a flower that loved gossip quite as much.
After her fill of gossip, Ruo Xuan asked the person beside her, who had lived for over ten thousand years, was interested in nothing, and abstained from worldly desires, “Brother Xuanyuan, why did you help Mrs. Zhou block the heavenly lightning just a bit?”
Even if the lightning hadn’t reduced Mrs. Zhou to ashes, it would have turned her into a living dead person.
Xuanyuan Que, without even opening his eyes, said indifferently, “The person performing the ritual was not of high enough cultivation to defy the heavens and change fate; there must be someone else behind this. Don’t you want to find that dog? By sparing her life, she can get in touch with the one behind her.”
What Xuanyuan Que didn’t say was that he didn’t block the heavenly lightning for her; he simply left it lingering in her body, causing her to suffer the pain of being struck by lightning every moment.
Of course, he didn’t tell her that, to avoid setting a bad example for the child.
Thinking of that mad dog, Ruo Xuan couldn’t help but ask, “Brother Xuanyuan, is that mad dog the reincarnation of the Demon Lord?”
Xuanyuan Que opened his eyes at her words, “Yes and no. The Demon Lord didn’t reincarnate as a dog, it’s just a fragment of his soul trapped inside a mad dog, unable to return to its rightful place.”
The current Demon Lord was in a state similar to when her own soul was damaged, she was asleep, and could not wake up.
Ruo Xuan was delighted upon hearing this, “Was it you, Brother Xuanyuan, who trapped him in a mad dog?”
Xuanyuan Que looked at her and said flatly, “No, if I had trapped him in a mad dog, would your uncle still be in trouble?”
“Oh right!” Ruo Xuan said, her little chubby hands propped under her chin, her face a picture of puzzlement, her little eyebrows knitted into balls of yarn, “I don’t know where that dog is, when will I be able to catch it and heal my uncle?”
She was also a bit worried that she couldn’t defeat the Demon Lord!
Xuanyuan Que then said, “You don’t need to catch the mad dog to heal your uncle; you can use Ruoshui.”
Ruoshui — feathers do not float on it, and even immortals and Buddhas struggle to cross it. Even gods of immense cultivation would be disintegrated if they fell into Ruoshui.
Just having a hint of the mad dog’s aura, a cleansing with Ruoshui would do the job.
It would just be a bit painful.
Ruo Xuan’s eyes lit up, but then she remembered that even immortals found it unbearably painful to touch Ruoshui, let alone a mortal!.
But she was familiar with Ruoshui and could protect her uncle.
It’s just that with her current spiritual power…
She should cultivate as quickly as possible!
No sooner had Ruo Xuan closed her eyes with the intention to cultivate than she realized that she had made her shoes wet by walking on the damp road, which was uncomfortable.
With her spiritual power depleted, she tugged at the Divine Lord Xuanyuan’s sleeve and stretched her feet out to him, “Brother Xuanyuan, my shoes are wet; dry them for me, will you?”
Xuanyuan Que opened his eyes and looked at the small short leg extended in front of him.
This flower was stretching her leg towards him quite naturally, wasn’t she?
And wasn’t she being a little too presumptuous?
If Ruo Xuan knew what he was thinking, she would certainly retort: she’s a flower, after all! Taking things a step further is second nature to her.
When she grew by the Ruoshui Riverbank, her roots wished they could crawl inch by inch across the entire riverbank!
“What about your spiritual power?” he asked before realizing he just asked an unnecessary question.
“I used it all on Mrs. Zhou and her family members! Have you forgotten?”
He hadn’t forgotten. This flower, the moment she entered the General Residence, gave everyone she met a Little Fairy Technique that nurtured malicious intent, registering them first with the heavens, regardless of whether they were good or bad people.
The seventy-seven heavenly lightning strikes were so accurate, she certainly played a significant role!
He said no more, reached out to hold the hem of her trousers, and slowly infused a thread of spiritual power to dry her socks and shoes. He even used a cleaning spell to remove all the dust and dirt from her clothes and shoes before continuing to close his eyes for his cultivation.
His spiritual power was almost gone, too.
He felt as if the spiritual power he had accumulated day and night through his cultivation was just for the purpose of drying her clothes.
Ruo Xuan finally felt dry and comfortable all over and, satisfied, she closed her eyes and began to sleep and cultivate at the same time.
The Divine Lord Xuanyuan emanated an aura of sunlight that smelled very good, it was the scent that flowers loved the most, making them feel at ease.
Ruo Xuan fell asleep quickly.
After a while, Xuanyuan Que sensed a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, which grew slightly richer.
He opened his eyes and glanced at a certain flower beside him that had entered a deep sleep for cultivation.
With a thought from Xuanyuan Que, a small blanket covered her.
Then he continued to close his eyes and cultivate.
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Atop Mount Kunlun
In a cave, an Everlasting Lamp suddenly shattered, sending fragments flying out, nearly grazing Master Xuan Ji’s neck.
If he hadn’t reacted quickly by noticing the lightning on the horizon and been prepared, blocking it swiftly with the Zhuxian Sword, he would have been dead!
Master Xuan Ji gazed at the distant rolling thunder, counting each strike, reaching forty-nine in total, he was extremely shocked!
He even wondered if his disciple had ascended to immortality before him!
What had that damned thing Xuan Ling done to attract so much heavenly thunder?
In a cage inside the cave, a black dog was lying lazily inside, barking “woof woof woof” a few times.
Master Xuan Ji walked up to it: “You’re saying he offended someone he shouldn’t have?”
The black dog lay in the cage: “Woof woof woof…”
The Demon Lord truly hated this “woof woof woof,” but if he wanted to leave this mad dog’s body quickly, he had to speak.
Master Xuan Ji listened with a thoughtful expression on his face: “Xuan Ling has really encountered someone with high cultivation. If I take his cultivation for myself, I will surely succeed in ascending?”
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The Demon Lord nodded his dog’s head.
That’s right!
Hurry up and find Xuanyuan Que!
Let Xuanyuan Que strike down this good-for-nothing, and while he’s at it, strike down this mad dog as well, so his soul can return to its rightful place. He had truly had enough of being a dog!
He had only hitched a ride on Xuanyuan Que’s restoration of that stupid flower’s soul, following them into the path of reincarnation by chance.
He never imagined he could be so unlucky!
One soul ended up in a mad dog, the other in a pig!
He highly suspected that it was the underhanded trick of that sly old fox, Xuanyuan Que.
Wuu wuu… once his soul was freed from the dog’s body, he still had to rescue his soul from the pig’s body before all three could return to their rightful place.
It was too sad!
Being a dog wasn’t so bad, just a little. Being a pig, eating pig swill every day, heaven knows how painful that was.
Would someone please kill that pig soon! He didn’t want to live anymore!
*
In the afternoon, Ruo Xuan returned to Xishui Village.
She had stayed in the provincial city for most of the day with scarcely any rain, just overcast skies. Upon returning to Shaxi County, it began to rain again.
The carriage had just started climbing the mountain road.
Ruo Xuan and Xuanyuan Que opened their eyes at the same time.
Immediately after, a series of desperate cries came from outside: “The embankment has broken! Run for your life!”
The rushing floodwaters broke through the piled sandbags and levee, hurtling towards the vast fields and the village.
