Chapter 12: Sounds from Under the Bed

Song Changfeng lay dying in the corner, his peripheral vision catching the figure of the youth approaching slowly.

His face twitched, his Adam's apple rolled, emitting a "hiss-hiss" sound, and his numb body from pain could not help but shrink back.

Everything he had seen earlier made him unable to believe his own eyes.

Years ago, it was Song Changfeng who had personally selected Shen Yi from a pile of ruffians, precisely because he saw that sharp wit in the other.

Who would have thought Shen Yi was too clever, not only thriving in Bai Yunxian but also becoming brothers with demons and handling the government office's affairs perfectly.

Even so, Song Changfeng had merely avoided the other, not provoking him, while still feeling quite disdainful and disgusted in his heart.

However, at this moment, a dense fear surged in his heart.

Fighting three alone, slaughtering three ape demons with a mere gesture, such formidable martial power could absolutely not be cultivated in a day or two.

Recalling Shen Yi's usual behavior of calling friends together, singing and drinking every night, and needing to hold his waist after walking two steps, Song Changfeng felt inexplicably terrified.

Such forbearance, what was the aim?

As these thoughts crossed his mind, the youth had already arrived before him, and Song Changfeng instinctively raised his hand to block his face.

The next moment, he was hoisted onto the other's back.

Shen Yi felt the middle-aged man's trembling body and sighed, "Is it necessary? You haven't actually broken an arm or lost a leg."

The government office's penal hall is responsible for the security of the entire county; a proper head of a hall, with the ape demons dead, yet still so afraid.

If it were not for the eight hundred soldiers in the military hall guarding the city, the people of Bai Yunxian would likely have been eaten clean by the demons already.

Song Changfeng did not reply.

Shen Yi had intended to ask where the other lived, but as soon as the thought arose, his feet naturally stepped forward.

Leaving the government office, he walked onto East Street.

It was already deep night, pitch black, making the road hard to see.

Yet Shen Yi felt no strangeness at all, standing familiarly before a small courtyard, and reached out to knock on the door.

"You still know how to come back? Just die out there."

Following a cold voice, the courtyard gate was gently pushed open.

The one who opened the door was a beautiful woman in her thirties, wearing pink sheer gauze, with a charming appearance, extremely well-maintained, her skin delicate and firm, her plump waist swaying enchantingly.

Upon seeing Shen Yi's face clearly, her expression changed slightly, a trace of joy floating in her narrow eyes: "Why have you come? Is that old thing still at the government office?"

"..."

Shen Yi's expression was strange; he turned slightly to the side, letting the other see the "old thing" he was carrying on his back.

The beautiful woman showed surprise but did not panic, staring at the Tianyan Siji-faced Song Changfeng: "Sitting in the government office drinking tea and getting yourself into such a state, can you have any ambition?"

Hearing this, even Shen Yi felt Song Tou was somewhat pitiable.

Work goes badly, the boss has to hide from subordinates, and at home he has to suffer anger; a man in his forties nearing fifty, with a second wife who is a charming young woman, yet she was stolen by someone else.

He walked into the small courtyard, entered the room, placed Song Changfeng on the bed, and the old man turned his head toward the wall, pretending to be unconscious.

I saved your life, yet not even a word of thanks... Shen Yi shook his head and turned to leave the room.

Just as he stepped into the small courtyard, a warm, soft body pressed against him.

"What is wrong today?" Sister Song of the Song family pulled Shen Yi's arm into her ample bosom and asked worriedly, "Are you alright? Come, go into the room with me, and I will check you over properly."

"Cough." Shen Yi's mind wavered for an instant.

Moments later, he glanced at the door that had just closed, gently pulled his arm out, and said, "Song Tou has slain the demons; this subordinate must return to the government office to handle the aftermath, so I will not disturb further."

Watching the youth walk away, the beautiful woman stamped her foot: "He can even slay demons, has that ability, you ungrateful thing."

Leaving the Song residence.

Shen Yi stood on the empty street, slightly tightening his clothes with his hand.

The earlier warm and moist sensation was somewhat lingering.

It was not that he missed the beautiful woman, but rather felt empty and somewhat uncomfortable.

Although he did not like the situation in Song Tou's home, it was not bad to have someone leave a lamp on for you after arriving home, like Chen Ji.

Unfortunately, the previous body was a rascal, having lost his parents from childhood, let alone any relatives or friends, with nothing but prostitutes in his bed.

Shen Yi took a deep breath of the night wind and summoned the panel.

【Enlightened Ape Demon, has not yet entered the initial realm, total lifespan 326, remaining 44 years, absorption complete】

【Enlightened Ape Demon, has not yet entered the initial realm, total lifespan 355, remaining 78 years, absorption complete】

【Enlightened Ape Demon, has not yet entered the initial realm, total lifespan 420, remaining 83 years, absorption complete】

【Remaining demon lifespan: 222 years】

Shen Yi intended to invest all this lifespan into the Wind and Thunder Treasure Scripture.

The power of the Subduing Demon True Yang Blade was indeed excellent, worthy of a technique involving the initial realm.

When slaying the last ape demon in the Confucian robe, Shen Yi truly felt the process of the qi and blood in his body being converted into mist.

This blade was no longer limited by the magnitude of force or the intricacy of technique, but belonged to another realm.

But after all, it was merely a minor path taken by a mortal, forcibly consuming oneself to temporarily reach that realm, which was always inferior to the true initial realm.

"I wonder if two hundred years will be enough."

Shen Yi knew he was not a genius; to carve out a path from nothing, he could only use massive amounts of time to pile it up.

He currently did not have the qualification to wait for a ready-made technique.

Three ape demons disappearing from Bai Yunxian was completely different from the previous black-skinned dog demon and Huang Lao Liu; the other ape demons would soon discover this matter.

With more than half of the children in the family suddenly dead, how could that legitimate great demon let him go?

Bai Yunxian is in a remote area, with four demon factions surrounding it: the yellow weasels to the west, the apes in the eastern mountains, a demon snake known as the Green Scale Old Mother, and a group of foxes.

Shen Yi had already offended two.

Though his hands and feet were still clean, demons and monsters seeking revenge never cared for evidence; if they suspected, wiping out the entire Boyun County would be no surprise.

"Let's go home first and talk."

Shen Yi's head ached from thinking; he was not some ruthless person.

Before, it was only because one year of lifespan remained, carrying a certain indifferent ferocity; now, with twenty extra years of life appearing out of nowhere, and having witnessed the profound martial arts realm.

If he could continue living, he certainly would not be willing to give up.

Shen Yi's mood drifted, and he finally returned to a side room.

As a minor clerk, the lodging arranged by the government office was better than Chen Ji's, but not by much.

Although quite a bit of money had been scraped up, unfortunately, the previous owner had no interest in buying a house; after all, in this Boyun County, except for a few individuals he could not offend, he could sleep wherever he pleased.

His own house was a mess.

Shen Yi felt a bit disgusted; fighting off his fatigue, he began to clean up. Unfortunately, there was no broom, so he could only throw the clutter and the wine jars scattered all over the floor into the backyard.

He glanced at the greasy straw mat, frowned tightly, and simply threw it out as well.

After doing all this, Shen Yi lay on the hard wood, his eyelids beginning to fight.

By rights, his current body should no longer fear sleepiness, but perhaps because he had experienced too much and seen too many unpleasant things in such a short time, he simply wanted to rest a while.

Thick sleepiness surged over him.

Shen Yi closed his eyes completely, enjoying a moment of peace.

If there was any dissatisfaction, it was that a soft, fragrant body to hug while sleeping was missing from beside his pillow.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Shen Yi opened his eyes and looked at his bed in confusion.

(End of this chapter)