Urban Cultivation with a Demonic System-Chapter 151 - 150: Don’t Be Afraid, Young Master Chen—Your Butt Is Still Up in the Tree!
Fifteen minutes later.
Thirty kilometers outside the training ground of the Special Advancement Class at Taihua High School, a figure was staggering forward.
That figure was none other than Chen Xian.
Under the fierce attack of the Great Fortune Spirit Vehicle, he sprinted thirty kilometers at almost a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.
Why say almost?
Because he hadn’t actually reached a speed of 120 kilometers per hour on his own.
In this thirty-kilometer trek, nearly one-fifth of the distance wasn’t covered by running, but by being knocked around!
During this time, it wasn’t that he didn’t try to break through, but a series of Hundred-Ton Kings bent on crashing into him kept knocking him back to the center of the highway.
He tried to grab onto the guardrail of the Great Fortune Spirit Vehicle, but as soon as he made such a move, Su Yuan mercilessly shot Sword Qi at him.
Attempt after attempt to break through ended in failure.
As time passed, the Spiritual Power he could use to protect himself dwindled, his injuries multiplied, and his escape speed slowed.
After being knocked into the air by another Hundred-Ton King, Eldest Young Master Chen fell to the ground with his hands behind his back and couldn’t get up again.
How hard is perseverance?
Eldest Young Master Chen proved it with his own actions.
But many things in this world cannot be resolved by perseverance alone.
When you’re exhausted and adrenal glands are depleted, what good is mere perseverance?
Seeing Eldest Young Master Chen lying motionless in the middle of the road, Su Yuan, sitting on the vehicle’s head, did not rush to rescue him.
"There might be a trick."
Su Yuan’s eyes moved slightly as he looked at a Hundred-Ton King ahead, using the herd effect to communicate and issue a simple command.
Then, the direction of this Hundred-Ton King slightly veered, and instead of passing over Chen Xian normally, it directly pulled Chen Xian under its wheels.
"Ahhh——"
A piercing scream came from under the car, only to be drowned out by the rumble of the Great Fortune Spirit Vehicle.
"Why are there so many speed bumps on this road?"
The Great Fortune driver murmured strangely after feeling a slight jolt of the vehicle, but didn’t think much of it and simply straightened the direction of the Spirit Vehicle, driving away at high speed.
Back at the scene, Chen Xian’s leg had been completely crushed, and he sat up like a resurrected corpse, holding his leg and groaning in pain.
His once dignified and handsome face had become distorted with immense pain, looking filthy and pitiful.
"There really was a trick. If I had foolishly gone to save him, I might have been ambushed."
Su Yuan’s eyes shone, feeling a bit smug inside.
Being so cautious, he’s practically the protagonist of a survivalist novel!
As for the possibility that Chen Xian actually woke up from the pain?
Sorry, that’s not within Su Yuan’s consideration.
He jumped down from the vehicle’s front, wielding the Chi Yuan Sword, suspended in mid-air, and flew towards Chen Xian, grabbing him by the back of his neck and taking him back to the training ground thirty miles away.
On the way, Chen Xian caused no trouble.
Because Su Yuan flew along the highway, any small move Chen Xian dared to make would result in Su Yuan letting go and dropping him the next moment.
And due to severe exhaustion, after confirming his life wasn’t in danger, Chen Xian fainted once again.
In the small forest at the training ground.
Su Yuan threw Chen Xian onto a flat ground and placed the jade-colored flying sword beside him.
As soon as he put him down, a rustling sound came from the small forest.
Su Yuan glanced towards the sound, seeing a blood-red little snake emerge, affectionately climbing up Su Yuan’s body.
This little snake was the Spirit Pet of the White-haired Lolita, refined by him into a Blood Beast at the Foundation Establishment Peak, Bai Ling.
For the plan to ambush Chen Xian, besides the Great Fortune Spirit Vehicle, Su Yuan naturally had other cards up his sleeve.
The Bai Ling borrowed from the White-haired Lolita was Su Yuan’s greatest reliance in this battle.
If Chen Xian had any countermeasures the Great Fortune Spirit Vehicle couldn’t suppress, Bai Ling would step in for a dimensional reduction strike.
But now it seems he overestimated Chen Xian.
Perhaps the other side underestimated him, leading to a lack of preparation, or maybe Chen Xian was simply knocked dazed by the Great Fortune Spirit Vehicle. In any case, Chen Xian never unleashed any formidable means throughout.
The battle was unusually smooth, leaving no room for Bai Ling to play.
But although defeating Chen Xian was straightforward, the progress of the system’s task hadn’t budged.
Clearly, while he had defeated Chen Xian, he hadn’t truly subjugated him.
How exactly could he tame Chen Xian into submission?
Gazing at Chen Xian still lying lifeless, Su Yuan fell into contemplation.
After a long time, Su Yuan made a move.
He searched around the small forest and soon found the tattoo needle that had been knocked away.
This Demonic Magical Treasure was quite durable, showing no signs of damage.
After appraising the tattoo needle, Su Yuan looked at Chen Xian, a sinister smile creeping onto his lips.
A sinister Demonic Qi uncontrollably surged from his body, causing the jade-colored flying sword standing not far from Chen Xian to tremble involuntarily.
Half an hour later.
Chen Xian slowly regained consciousness.
He felt like he had been dreaming.
In his dream, he was chased and beaten by countless Spiritual Vehicle People.
These Spiritual Vehicle People moved faster than him, their fists were extremely heavy, leaving him sore all over, and in the end, he was stomped hard by one, breaking his leg.
The reason he suffered such misfortune was because he had offended the king of the Spiritual Vehicle People.
That seemingly harmless high school boy.
But luckily, it was all over now.
Yet at this moment, a gentle voice rang in his ear:
"You’re awake?"
Upon hearing this seemingly non-aggressive voice, Chen Xian’s body reflexively sprang up, instantly jumping several meters away.
But just as Chen Xian landed and tried to steady himself, his body tilted uncontrollably, and he fell down again.
What followed was the numbness and intense pain all over his body, as well as that limp, unsupportive broken leg.
This series of vividly real sensations clearly told him that everything before was not a dream.
It was all real!
"Su... Su Yuan!"
Recalling everything he experienced before he fainted, Chen Xian shrank back continuously like a mistreated lady.
While crawling backward, he shouted in a desperate yet tough-sounding voice:
"Don’t you dare act recklessly! I am the adopted son of Chen Yifeng, the head of the Chen Family. If anything happens to me, my foster father will never let you off!" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"I order you to back off immediately, or you’ll suffer unbearable consequences!"
Listening to these formulaic lines usually spouted by defeated villains, Su Yuan was a bit speechless.
He hadn’t done much, so why was this young master so frightened?
He clearly thought he was quite amiable.
However, Su Yuan didn’t dwell too much on this. He just hefted the tattoo needle in his hand and said:
"Young Master Chen, don’t worry. While you were unconscious, I’ve already done what I needed to do to you."
"You might want to take off your pants and have a look at your own butt..."
Before Su Yuan could finish his sentence, Chen Xian’s voice suddenly shot up by several degrees in pitch, and his tone became increasingly trembling!
"My butt? Su Yuan, you beast! So you like that sort of thing!"
The tone carried an implied sense of being ravaged.
Su Yuan was exasperated:
"Will you let me finish?!
"I’m not interested in men. I just tattooed two lines on your buttocks, take a look yourself."
"What! You tattooed me!"
Chen Xian’s reaction was even more intense than when he thought Su Yuan had done something unspeakable to him!
Ignoring his body’s painful aches, he quickly grabbed the green flying sword beside him, using its reflective blade to see his buttocks.
He saw that the left half of his buttocks had the characters "True Demon", and the right half had the characters "Primordial".
Su Yuan’s sharp strokes carried a faint demonic might, causing Chen Xian’s vision to go black!
It was over; not only was he tattooed, but with something as rebellious as if advocating for the restoration of anti-Qing rule.
If someone discovered this, they might think he was colluding with the Demon Dao.
And of all places, why tattoo here?!
Could he ever face anyone honestly again in this lifetime?
In an instant, a despair as if the sky was falling completely enveloped Chen Xian.
With a tattoo, he definitely couldn’t apply for a government position, and he might not even be able to take graduate exams at the Observing Heaven Pavilion.
His path to immortality was almost ruined!
In this immense despair, Chen Xian’s expression, after remaining vacant for a long time, suddenly became incredibly ruthless:
"Su Yuan! Since you’ve left me no room to manoeuvre, don’t blame me for perishing together with you!"
"Even if it costs me everything, I will destroy you!"
With that, Chen Xian viciously pulled out a phone from his Storage Magical Treasure, seemingly preparing to call for help.
But before he could unlock the screen, Su Yuan’s light voice suddenly spoke:
"The tattoo can be removed."
At these words, Chen Xian’s phone immediately slipped to the ground.
He stared blankly at Su Yuan, almost thinking he had heard wrong.
"It can be removed?"
A glint of hope appeared in his eyes.
But then, Chen Xian abruptly realized something, and his expression turned cold again:
"Don’t try to fool me, I bought the ink for the tattoo needle myself; I know how terrifying this stuff is."
"Once this ink enters the human body, it seems to stay only in the dermis layer, but in reality, it binds with a person’s True Spirit."
"Even if the skin with the tattoo is cut off, the new skin that grows will still carry the ink."
"Even a Golden Core Doctor like Master Taibai may not be able to remove this ink—what makes you think you can!"
Su Yuan clicked his tongue in appreciation:
"So the ink is this vicious, huh? Eldest Young Master Chen, you really went all out to mess with me."
"But I’m different from you; I’m kind-hearted and won’t push people to a dead end, so I made some modifications to your tattooed area while you were unconscious."
Meeting Chen Xian’s wary gaze, Su Yuan calmly said:
"It’s simple—I cut off your butt while you were out."
"Your butt was hung on the tree for quite a while, absorbing Moonlight through my Corpse Refining Secret Technique, completely turning it into a living corpse."
"After putting your zombie butt back, I performed the tattooing."
"In a way, your butt is no longer your own, so what’s tattooed on it can be removed along with the whole butt."
"But keep in mind that your butt is my creation, and if you dare try to remove it yourself..."
"Don’t say I didn’t warn you; corpse poison can spread!"
"Even if you find the most professional detox specialist, you can’t stop the spread of the poison in those first few seconds, and that’s enough time for the ’vital root’ beside your butt to lose its vitality."
Chen Xian: "..."
Having heard both the explanation and the threat, he was even more terrified!
Now, he couldn’t even think of mutually destroying each other with Su Yuan!
