Volume 1, Chapter 37 – Samsara

“Your Majesty, can we crush that human brat to death now?” Beside the carriage, a massive azure ox spoke in human tongue, its voice low and heavy.

“No rush~”

The girl’s voice was a little husky, carrying a teasing, sultry edge. As she spoke, she grabbed Shi Lan’s arm again and gave it another light lick.

Shi Lan’s eye twitched. The girl had licked the same spot three times in a row. At this point, the bone in her arm was already showing through.

After sucking dry all the blood seeping from the wound, the girl narrowed her eyes in lazy satisfaction.

“Your Majesty, let’s just head for the next human city. Why waste time here on human ants?” A snow leopard less than a zhang long bounded up beside the carriage, its tone faintly impatient.

“How I act—do I need you to teach me?” The girl’s emerald vertical pupils turned icy as she looked at the snow leopard.

“Your Majesty, I was wrong…”

Meeting the girl’s eyes, the snow leopard shuddered all over and immediately dropped to its knees, speaking in terror.

But before it could finish, a vast, invisible force descended upon it.

“Puff——”

With a dull thud, the snow leopard was crushed into a cloud of blood mist.

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The other demonic beasts, which had been a little restless, all lowered their heads at the sight, falling silent and still.

The girl parted her lips and drew a deep breath, sucking the blood mist into her mouth and nose. She suddenly wrinkled her brow in distaste. “Disgustingly rank.”

As if to rinse her mouth, she once again scraped off a strip of flesh from Shi Lan’s arm with her tongue, then lifted a finger and pointed toward Shi Feng in the distance.

Shi Feng felt his body suddenly lighten. The suppression from before vanished without a trace.

He fixed his eyes on the girl on the carriage and raised his hand in a beckoning gesture. The blade lying off to the side flew back into his grip.

Clutching the hilt in a death grip, Shi Feng’s thoughts swirled. From the moment he could remember, he had wandered alone, starving and freezing. Fifteen years ago, he first entered the Shi Residence and no longer needed to worry about food and clothing. And now, in front of him, was this endless beast tide, leaving him at a loss.

In a few brief instants, his past flashed through his mind like a lantern slide, finally settling on Shi Lan’s smile bathed in the morning light.

Shi Feng’s mood slowly calmed. If Shi Tianlu hadn’t saved him from starving to death in that snowy night back then, he never would have lived to see today. Those extra fifteen years of life had been free; he should already feel content…

The Innate true qi in his body began to flow slowly, starting from the dantian qi sea, like a clear spring washing through his limbs and bones. The current sped up more and more, finally becoming a raging river.

In that instant, Shi Feng suddenly felt as if his spirit had risen to a higher plane. A rush of ease welled up from within.

Raising his blade to level it at the endless beast tide ahead, Shi Feng drew his aura in until it was compressed to the extreme. His expression showed neither joy nor sorrow, as an invisible great momentum slowly gathered around him.

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He had already put life and death aside…

……

“Your Majesty, what exactly do you intend to do?” The azure ox couldn’t help asking again.

The girl had lifted the suppression on Shi Feng, yet still hadn’t allowed them to act.

“This human brat’s cultivation is at the seventh stage of the Innate Realm. Pick two demonic wolves at the seventh stage of the Innate Realm and throw them in front of him.” The girl gave her lazy order.

The azure ox did as it was told, selecting two demonic wolves at the seventh stage of the Innate Realm and sending them out to fight.

“Your Majesty, can you tell me what this is all about?” the ox asked as it returned to her side.

“The blood and qi of human martial artists start flowing faster and faster with the intensity of battle, surging up toward the head and neck. Their faces flush red, and they’re drenched in sweat.” As the girl spoke, she seemed to remember something, and her expression grew a little excited.

“If you cut off a human martial artist’s head at the exact moment their blood and qi surge to the limit, their blood will spray from the neck and shoot up more than ten zhang high!”

A manic excitement flashed through the girl’s eyes. “The stronger the martial artist, the higher their blood will spray. That’s my favorite kind of sight.”

Listening to the horrifying words spilling from the girl’s mouth, chills crawled all over Shi Lan’s heart.

Only now did she truly understand the meaning of “those not of our race will always have alien hearts.”

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No matter how breathtakingly beautiful the girl’s face was, no matter that she wore a human skin, a beast was still a beast and would never become human!

……

By now, the two demonic wolves at the seventh stage of the Innate Realm were less than fifty zhang from Shi Feng.

Shi Feng’s blade tip pointed to the ground as he stepped forward, walking on at an unhurried pace.

The distance between them shrank rapidly.

When the two wolves were less than ten zhang in front of him, the blade in Shi Feng’s hand twitched lightly, and a fearsome, razor-sharp blade qi burst out from all over his body.

The two demonic wolves seemed to sense something. A trace of fear flashed in their eyes, and they desperately tried to stop—but it was already too late.

The instant the two wolves stepped within five zhang of Shi Feng, their bodies were shredded into pieces by the crisscrossing blade qi, exploding into a rain of blood.

Seeing this, the girl stood up in mild surprise. After giving Shi Feng a closer look, her excitement only grew. “Blade intent—he’s actually condensed blade intent!”

So young, yet already able to draw on the great momentum of heaven and earth—he was undoubtedly a human prodigy. The thought of taking the head of a human prodigy here made the girl’s body tremble slightly with excitement.

“Heaven bless our demon race, heaven bless Your Majesty. To randomly run into a human prodigy without a protector at his side!” The azure ox beside her panted in heavy excitement.

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“I want to have some fun with him. A prodigy who hasn’t grown up yet—just thinking about it is thrilling.” The girl lightly licked the corner of her mouth. With a flicker, she appeared in front of Shi Feng.

The rampant blade qi raging in all directions vanished the moment it touched her, as if swallowed into nothing.

Shi Feng’s stride faltered for half a step, then grew even more resolute as he stepped forward. He flipped his grip on the blade, swinging it up from below as a massive, translucent blade shadow hacked down from the sky.

There was no fear or unease in Shi Feng’s eyes, only a calm indifference, as if the being before him was just a small demon he could kill with a casual swing, not a peerless demon king who had already taken human form.

An invincible momentum of fearlessness and selflessness had already taken shape around him. No matter who stood in his way, he would cut them down without hesitation.

The girl lifted her head and glanced at the phantom blade shadow, the corner of her lips quirking up. She flicked a finger, and a terrifying burst of force shot from her body. The phantom blade shadow in the air shattered in an instant.

Sitting on the carriage, Shi Lan watched helplessly, and a wave of powerlessness washed over her. She was far too weak.

“I can help you.”

A somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded in her mind. Shi Lan jolted, the only thing she could move—her eyeballs—darting around.

“No need to look. I’m inside you. This is my first time communicating with a host, so I’m not quite used to it. Please forgive me. Allow me to introduce myself. Our first time talking, Shi Lan—I am the backend of the All-Heavens Samsara System. You may call me Samsara…”