Chapter 211: Shentie Town

On the Black Demon Sea, the Mysterious Turtle carrying Xuanwu Island disappeared into the depths of the Black Demon Sea. Li Huan'er, Li Bai, and Li Wuguo returned to the Li family.

Ye Baiyi also returned to the Ye family, while Shi Xiaoxiao stayed on Xuanwu Island with Yuan Qi.

The original battlefield no longer had any traces of fighting under the cover of the heavy snow. Two people slowly flew through the snow.

A young girl and an old man.

The young girl looked very similar to Li Huan'er, and the old man was the same old man who had castrated Meng Su and sent him to the Demon Realm.

The young girl looked into the distance, filled with sadness.

"We have lost his aura; we have lost him. I am now eighty percent sure that he is him."

The old man was silent for a long time before saying, "Forget it, let's proceed according to the plan. We will activate the other seeds."

The young girl nodded and said, "That is the only way. If it really is him, he will definitely hate me."

The old man remained silent.

In this battle, the Demon Realm had nearly eighty percent of its buildings destroyed, leading to countless beggars on the streets.

On the edge of the Monster Forest, in a small town, one beggar was quite special because he was holding the hand of a little girl.

The little girl chattered on and on. The beggar had a thin figure, gray-white hair, and held a gray bowl, sitting in the snow to beg. The beggar did not say a word; the work of begging was all done by the little girl.

The little girl looked at the beggar who was napping on the ground and kept scolding him.

"You're such a big person, yet you don't find a job. If it weren't for me, you would have starved to death long ago."

The beggar smiled and said, "Yaya, stop making a fuss. Isn't it fine for us to be like this? Why bother struggling? You are a demon, you don't need human food anyway."

The beggar was Meng Su. Meng Su, having nothing, had joined the army of beggars, begging all the way, without any destination.

Yaya had caught up with Meng Su and followed closely behind him, helping Meng Su dispel much of his loneliness.

Meng Su had returned to the status of a beggar and had also entered the role of a beggar. After the Demon Realm was impacted by the Boundary Pills, the seasons became disordered, and the entire Demon Realm was left with only one season: winter.

Therefore, begging also became quite difficult. Meng Su followed the crowds all the way, heading toward places with more people, which was how he arrived at this place.

This place had a liveliness and wealth rare in other prefectures. People came here in an endless stream, the vast majority of whom were merchants. Merchants drove merchant caravans, dragging large and small wooden boxes, coming here for only one purpose: to customize weapons.

This was a village, composed of more than a dozen villages, and everyone in the village was proficient in one craft: blacksmithing.

Here was the highest quality iron ore in the entire Demon Realm, and the refined iron smelted was suitable for forging various weapons, so the village had a name: Shentie Village.

For Meng Su, wherever there were many people, that was his home. He was responsible for sleeping in a daze every day, and Yaya was responsible for acting cute and begging.

Meng Su was once again awakened by a nightmare. He dreamed of Nangong Xiaoyan, Ling Ziye, and Yanzhi again. Every time he dreamed of them, he would break out in a cold sweat.

Meng Su, with his Qi Sea ruptured and his Thought Power gone, had only slowly recovered after several months of recuperation.

"I once swore that I would kill Ye Hong and destroy the Asura Realm. I must do it," Meng Su muttered to himself, leaning against a horse-tethering post of a household.

Little Yaya was sleeping beside him like a little cat.

With a "splash," a basin of dirty water was poured over Meng Su's head, soaking his upper body through.

"You're young, with hands and feet, yet you don't go to work, only knowing how to reach out and beg for food. What's the point of someone like you living? You might as well die."

A middle-aged, fat, fierce woman held a foot-washing basin and scolded Meng Su, "Get lost quickly! Don't keep hanging around my door. It's no use hanging around here; I won't give a single grain of rice to scum like you. Bah!"

The fierce woman cursed as she opened the door and walked inside. Before leaving, she did not forget to look at Meng Su with contempt.

Yaya, who was sleeping on Meng Su's knees, was startled awake and was furious, about to open her mouth and scream. She was covered by Meng Su's hand.

If she screamed, it was estimated that everyone in the village would have their souls shattered and die.

Meng Su shook his head, stood up, and left the fierce woman's courtyard.

The old and the young walked onto the street full of white snow. The sky had already darkened.

After countless times of gathering Qi and breathing, Meng Su was still unable to condense spiritual energy in his shattered Qi Sea. It seemed that it was impossible to condense Qi into a pill again.

Meng Su and Yaya found a small mountain cave, and the two of them settled down in the cave. After nearly a year of wandering, Meng Su needed to calm down and think about his path of cultivation.

Due to the rupture of his Qi Sea and the destruction of his Demon Infant, Meng Su, who originally still had Demon Deficiency power, had completely become an ordinary person. Although Meng Su also breathed and swallowed Gathering Spirit Pills many times, there was still no effect.

Meng Su had already worn out the incomplete Demon Scripture in his ring, but he still had not found a way to solve the problem.

Although the Reincarnation Lotus was no longer on him, the "Between Life and Death" that Meng Su had condensed himself had not dissipated. Bizarrely, his empty body was actually very suitable for the growth of "Between Life and Death."

Originally, when he used "Between Life and Death," he could only control a range of about ten feet; now he could control nearly twenty feet.

In addition, there was another power in his body, which was the Reverse Demon Scripture that Meng Su had tinkered with himself. Meng Su renamed it the Reverse Demon Great Art.

Previously, the Reverse Demon Great Art was almost impossible to feel under the suppression of countless powers, so it worked sometimes and didn't work other times, and could only be triggered occasionally. Now that his body was empty, this power could almost be summoned at will.

What was the use of it? He didn't have the slightest bit of Demon Power. So what if he controlled time? So what if he reversed Demon Intent? Even if someone lay there and let you hack at them, you might not be able to kill them.

Meng Su sighed, looked at little Yaya who was busy arranging the cave, and asked, "Yaya, how do you demons cultivate?"

"Gathering Qi into a pill, of course," Yaya said without turning her head.

"What if there is no Qi Sea?"

"Impossible, how can a demon not have a Qi Sea?"

"Don't I have one?" Meng Su stopped asking.

Suddenly Yaya turned her head and looked at Meng Su, saying, "I heard my ancestor say that there are several types of pills, including Human Pills, God Pills, and Heavenly Pills."

"Hmm?" Meng Su sat up straight, "What is a Human Pill? What is a God Pill? What is a Heavenly Pill?"

Yaya tilted her head, her chubby fingers resting on her chin, looking like she was trying hard to recall.

"Human Pills are condensing demon pills in a human body, God Pills seem to be able to condense demon pills in divine sense, and Heavenly Pills are amazing, condensing demon pills between heaven and earth," Yaya said vaguely.

Meng Su shook his head.

God Pills? Condensed in divine sense? At least he would need a sea of consciousness, but his sea of consciousness was destroyed, how could he condense a pill? Heavenly Pills? What kind of realm would he need to condense a Golden Core between heaven and earth? Human Pills? Hmm? Must Human Pills be condensed in one's own body? Could they be condensed in someone else's body? And then be used by oneself?

This probably wouldn't work either, but regardless, he would try.

"Do you have a demon pill, Yaya?" Meng Su asked.

"I'm still young, I'm still in the Qi Gathering stage, I don't have a demon pill," Yaya said, tilting her little face.

Hmm, then he would have to find someone else to try.

Meng Su cast his eyes on the gray bowl in his hand.

His will could condense the power of life and death into the power of time, turning it from a spiritual body into a physical body. Could a Golden Core also be converted from a spiritual body into a physical body and held in his hand? ===== CHAPTER 212 =====