Chapter 1190: Chapter 1163: Cannon Fodder in the Demon Hunting Tale 27

Before the River Wind Fairy could finish speaking, Anning punched down: "Shut up."

"You dare hit me."

The River Wind Fairy was in such pain from the hit, it almost wanted to cry: "You actually dare hit me. I’m not going to let you off. You dare cruelly kill an immortal who descended to the mortal world, the Heavenly Emperor will surely press you onto the Immortal Execution Platform, to suffer the punishment of a hundred thousand thunderbolts raining down on you."

"Come on, then. I’ve never been to heaven before."

Anning was completely indifferent: "You need to get it clear, when did the Heavenly Emperor allow immortals to descend privately? You came down secretly and you think you have the right?"

With that one sentence, the River Wind Fairy suddenly didn’t know what to say.

Indeed, the Heavenly Emperor had long decreed that immortals were not allowed to descend to the mortal world privately. Should an immortal dare to come down, they would certainly be severely punished upon discovery. The River Wind Fairy came down this time for revenge, intending to return hastily before any immortals noticed. Yet, it had only just descended when it got caught, without even paying back the grudge.

"Does the Heavenly Emperor really not allow immortals to descend?"

Cong Zhongbai asked Anning curiously.

Anning pointed at the River Clam Spirit: "Looking at its situation, does it seem like it’s allowed? I just said it casually, turns out I tricked the truth out of it."

"Didn’t expect it to be an immortal."

Cong Zhongbai was quite delighted: "If we eat the flesh of this immortal, will it make us immortal?"

The idea of immortality piqued Constable Geng’s interest: "It’s said that consuming immortal fruits from the heavens can grant immortality."

Anning patted the River Clam Spirit: "Hey, have you eaten any immortal fruit?"

The River Clam Spirit played dead and didn’t speak.

Xiao Yuan went over and picked up the River Clam Spirit: "No matter if it has or hasn’t eaten, we won’t lose out by eating its meat."

That much is true.

Constable Geng and Cong Zhongbai couldn’t help but nod.

Constable Geng was still a little worried: "Will other immortals in heaven notice it’s missing and track it down to us?"

Anning thought for a moment, then looked at Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan raised his hand and waved: "No worries, I’ve already erased its tracks."

This was reassuring, that was reassuring.

Cong Zhongbai smiled slyly and inched closer: "When should we kill it and eat the meat, then?"

If the River Wind Fairy had fallen in human form, Cong Zhongbai and Constable Geng would absolutely not speak about killing and eating the meat. But since it fell in its original form, they had no psychological barrier about killing and cooking it for soup.

"Let’s do it now."

Xiao Yuan stretched out his hand and split the River Clam into two halves.

The River Wind Fairy realized it was doomed and left its body, trying a soul escape.

Xiao Yuan reached out again, capturing its soul and sealing it into a jade pendant.

Anning took the shell from the River Wind Fairy, looked it over, and found two large pearls inside.

"These are nice, I’ll grind them into pearl powder later."

Anning happily put them away.

Xiao Yuan took out the meat inside, cut it into two pieces, gave one to Anning, and put the other into a bag.

He said to Cong Zhongbai and Constable Geng, "In a while, let’s all go to my place, and I’ll personally cook soup for you."

As he said this, Xiao Yuan reminded Anning, "You can’t become greedy again. This meat contains immortal power, you can’t handle too much. Just cut off a little piece to make soup, take your time eating, don’t rush."

"Mm, I won’t be greedy again."

Anning nodded obediently, blinking her big eyes: "Then I’ll just cut off a little piece, and you can keep the rest for me."

She really kept her word, cutting only a tiny piece, and giving the rest back to Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan took it and stored it in the Qiankun Bag, smiling warmly at Anning: "I’m keeping it for you. Once we’re married, you can eat it however you like."

Cong Zhongbai covered his face.

Constable Geng turned his head to the side.

The conversation between Anning and Xiao Yuan was perfectly normal, but their expressions made the atmosphere between them seem particularly sweet, making others feel somewhat embarrassed.

Anning took the meat to the kitchen.

She didn’t hand the meat to the cook but personally made the meat soup herself.

She kept most of the soup for herself and gave a little to Mrs. Luo and Luo Anqing.

It wasn’t that Anning was stingy, but rather that Mrs. Luo and Luo Anqing’s bodies were even weaker than hers, and she dared not give them too much.

Anning returned to her room, shared some of the soup with her maids, and happily finished the rest herself.

After drinking the soup, Anning had the maids leave the room, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating, slowly absorbing the pure immortal power.

Once she had absorbed all the immortal power, Anning couldn’t help but concentrate in thought.

The River Wind Fairy was an immortal from the heavens, logically speaking, its soul should be very pure, and it shouldn’t have so many debts of karma.

Anning had been to the Immortal Realm before, and she had even been a master there, knowing what it takes to become an immortal.

Becoming an immortal requires being free of karma, having harmed no one who shouldn’t be harmed, and having killed no innocent beings.

Those who ascend through Merit need to be very kind and good, and their souls must be extremely pure.

But this River Wind Fairy didn’t meet any of those conditions.

Anning could see that the River Wind Fairy had certainly committed many sins, it not only killed mortals but had killed demons and harmed low-level immortals. Something like this creature should have been struck down by Heavenly Thunder during its tribulation.

Yet, such a demon wasn’t struck and even became an immortal.

It shows how lax the heavenly governance must be.

Or perhaps, most immortals in heaven, like the River Wind Fairy, aren’t truly qualified to be immortals.

If that’s the case, how chaotic heaven must be, and if heaven is not peaceful, the mortal world would be even less so.

Anning felt there was something odd about the whole affair, but she couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was.

She thought she’d have to discuss this with Xiao Yuan when she had the chance.

Xiao Yuan thanked Constable Geng and Cong Zhongbai, and then news came from the Capital that Li Pengcheng was to be executed.

Circumstantially, Cong Zhongbai was going back to the Capital, and Xiao Yuan, with some unfinished business, accompanied him.

The two of them rode hard and fast, soon arriving in the Capital.

After arriving, Cong Zhongbai went to the Liu Shan Gate to find his mentor, Mr. Ou, while Xiao Yuan headed to a very shabby little inn in the southern part of the city.

The south of the city was inhabited by the Capital’s poor; here, the houses were low, the roads rutted and muddy, with sewage running everywhere. The streets were a mess, and an indescribable stench lingered in the air.

Compared to the glitz and glamor of the east and west of the city, the south was truly a slum.

And Xiao Yuan, dressed in clean and dust-free blue clothes, entering this place, looked quite out of place.

He stood in front of the inn, observing carefully before entering.

In the woodshed in the back of the inn, an old couple was huddled inside.

The old woman, her hair white as snow, had hands as thin as dried branches.

Her eyes were red from crying, wiping her tears as she spoke: "Dear, what are we going to do? We have no silver, not even to give our son a proper burial..."

The old man sighed deeply: "What can we do? We’ll take one step at a time. If worse comes to worst, I’ll go to the docks and work carrying bags, we must somehow earn enough for a simple coffin."

Speaking of this, the old man was truly embarrassed, angry, and pained: "How could he do such a thing? Miss Luo was such a good person, our family being able to marry the Prime Minister Luo’s daughter was a great blessing; how dare he and that Chunniang conspire to bully her like this? Why did we raise such a worthless creature?"

The old man might be scolding him, but after all, it was his son. Thinking about his son soon being executed, it made his heart ache terribly.

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