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On the journey from the mortal realm to the Exorcism Palace, there were originally only Su Mushui, Yan Zhi, and me, two burdens. However, in my state of boundless curiosity, it quickly developed into a whole line of burdens. I have quite a talent for causing trouble; those little demons were willing to follow me, and since Su Mushui did not object, I naturally brought them to the Exorcism Palace.

Later on, I gradually pieced together the events that occurred before my amnesia from the words of the little demons

The Buddha said that a great demon who has survived three heavenly tribulations may ascend to the ranks of immortals. I have witnessed a heavenly tribulation once, a massive fireball crashing down from the ninth heaven, landing with a whoosh, illuminating the world with its brilliant flames. My heart raced violently, thumping in fear as I covered my mouth, watching as the small demon that had dodged the fireball was met with blinding heavenly thunder. With a thud, it fainted in a cowardly manner. I thought to myself, if it were not for profound protective spells, perhaps even the naturally domineering dragon offspring would struggle to withstand such a blow, let alone the immortals. Just the rhythm created by the beating of the Kui drum, falling like rolling thunder, could stir one's blood and disturb the mind.

At this moment, I still do not know that I am neither human nor divine; I am a demon—a stone demon. Yan Zhi is not a man; she is my only sister, Yan Fei. No wonder we felt an instant connection; it turns out that there is a predestined bond in the dark.

In order to avoid being devoured by the great demon, I, a lesser demon, have begun to tap into my own potential and learn the ways of demon magic

Upon hearing these words, a drop of cold sweat quickly trickled down my forehead. I glanced at Che Ge and then at Su Mu Shui. How could a demon fight a deity? Wasn't this clearly a case of an egg hitting a stone? I thought Che Ge would give up, but suddenly, a fierce flame ignited in his ashen eyes, just as it had when he chased from Bodhi Mountain to Qianmei Mountain to battle Su Mu Shui. From that moment on, he accompanied me to the Poxie Palace. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed. I thought Che Ge would give up, but suddenly, a fierce flame ignited in his ashen eyes, just as it had when he chased from Bodhi Mountain to Qianmei Mountain to battle Su Mu Shui. From that moment on, he accompanied me to the Poxie Palace. In the blink of an eye, several years had passed.

However, before I could feel fulfilled and proud, I saw the celestial maidens accompanying me standing in front of me, waving their sleeves to eliminate countless obstacles and malevolent spirits in my path. This made me understand the distinction between demons and immortals—this distinction is not something that can be crossed by a mere ditch; it is clearly the largest trench in the East China Sea. The celestial maidens are already so formidable, and Su Mushui's power is even more unfathomable. I gradually realized that Su Mushui is different from us lesser demons; he is a dispeller of evil, a descendant of dragons, and from the moment he was born, he was already ranked among the immortals, possessing an indestructible and powerful physique and spiritual energy. The celestial maidens are already so formidable, and Su Mushui's power is even more unfathomable. I gradually realized that Su Mushui is different from us lesser demons; he is a dispeller of evil, a descendant of dragons, and from the moment he was born, he was already ranked among the immortals, possessing an indestructible and powerful physique and spiritual energy

Su Mushui only used one move, nearly taking Che Ge's life.

I was filled with doubts; I was completely unaware of what he was talking about. To avoid revealing anything, I simply kept silent and smiled enigmatically.

These attendants were all gathered along the way as I accompanied Su Mushui to the Pixie Palace, each possessing a certain level of skill. Initially, they were reluctant to follow me, but upon hearing it was the Pixie Palace, even their cold, expressionless faces transformed into bright and cheerful ones, becoming quite amiable. It was then that I realized the name of the Pixie Palace held such influence.

I understand that my bet with Su Mushui is actually quite simple. If I win, I will take control of Su Mushui's Exorcism Palace, and from then on, the Exorcism Palace will be dominated by me, with Su Mushui having no complaints whatsoever. If I lose, I will leave without a trace. This is my original statement as recounted by the little demons who witnessed everything.

Recalling the days of "The Demon Catching Road," it was full of twists and turns. The first one I encountered was Liu Bi. When entering the bustling market, Liu Bi was just a small demon by the treasury. He saw me buying buns with copper coins and immediately became infatuated with the shiny copper coins in my pouch. Thus, he drooled and followed me all the way, unknowingly traveling for several days. By the time he realized it, he was already thousands of miles away from home. To speak of it, little Liu Bi indeed had no other hobbies; he simply enjoyed exchanging ingots of gold for strings of copper coins, and then being surrounded by mountains of copper coins, happily counting his money inside. Thus, he drooled and followed me all the way, unknowingly traveling for several days. By the time he realized it, he was already thousands of miles away from home. To speak of it, little Liu Bi indeed had no other hobbies; he simply enjoyed exchanging ingots of gold for strings of copper coins, and then being surrounded by mountains of copper coins, happily counting his money inside. As for Liu Bi, he would never part with money.

For instance, when I wanted to admire the flowers, Su Mushui did not lift his eyelids and casually remarked, "Don't touch that, it is a Flesh-Eating Flower." The originally brilliant crimson blossoms immediately shrank back, losing their color and refusing to bloom. When I wished to make friends, Su Mushui smiled slightly, and the various demons wandering around the Exorcism Palace instantly fell silent. I heard Su Mushui casually say, "Although these demons have concealed their true forms and transformed into flower, grass, and wood spirits, the stench of blood can be smelled from eight hundred miles away." The demons turned pale, transforming into colorful beams of light and scattering in all directions. Occasionally, when walking at night, I would unfortunately encounter malevolent demons feasting on flesh. I heard Su Mushui casually say, "Although these demons have concealed their true forms and transformed into flower, grass, and wood spirits, the stench of blood can be smelled from eight hundred miles away." The demons turned pale, transforming into colorful beams of light and scattering in all directions. Occasionally, when walking at night, I would unfortunately encounter malevolent demons feasting on flesh.

There is a feeling of being caught like a thief, I paused for a moment, speaking ambiguously: "He wasn't really asleep, what about him?" I was asking about the little white rabbit. In this unfamiliar place, one naturally has to hold on tightly to any straw.

If I were to say such arrogant words to Su Mushui now, I would rather eat ten bowls of dan dan noodles; I would prefer to burst from overeating than to experience Su Mushui's smile, which is clearly the best example of a smile hiding a dagger.

Once again, I marvel at the fact that before my amnesia, I indeed possessed an extraordinarily thick skin. The other party, from the tips of their hair to the soles of their feet, exuded an unmistakable aura of "not to be trifled with." Yet, astonishingly, the pre-amnesia version of myself still dared to provoke them. I hope Su Mushui does not hold a grudge.

The little demons beside shouted: "Don't argue with him, hurry up and count, you've been counting for half the day, once you're done, move over, everyone is still waiting to play mahjong!"

However, upon waking up for the second time, I still saw that handsome young man—now I know his full name, Su Mushui

He seemed to be mocking himself, lowering his voice: "It's just a bet, Yan Zhi actually went to ask the White Crane Immortal for you. After all, he is closest to you, I admit defeat in this bet"

It turns out that the young man is Yan Zhi—the person he mentioned earlier

Days pass by like this, and aside from the food at the Exorcism Palace being rather disappointing, everything is quite well. Yan has tried to come find me several times, but before even entering the door, she was whisked away by Su Mushui. With no one to disturb me, I am quite pleased to enjoy my leisure.

His expression brightened, and with a wave of his sleeve, the bamboo wall returned to its original state

The low table is square, and bamboo branches are stripped of their leaves. Su Mu Shui does not look at me, his long fingers pinching a chess piece, on the smooth and reflective stone table, black and white pieces are in opposition, the chess game stirring up intense smoke, making one's heart tremble at the sight. A good game, excellent chess! Does he have nothing else to do? Twice I have awakened, and the first person I see is him. Is he too idle, or am I waking at the wrong time? Most importantly, why is he able to stay in my boudoir? What exactly is our relationship?

Occasionally, Su Mushui came to see me a few times

Upon seeing him, I cannot help but recall the moments of our acquaintance. This little demon has an excessively fierce temperament, the kind that can bring about destruction on a grand scale. Once he sets his mind on something, he will not relent until he has utterly annihilated it. Such a disposition has left a profound impression on me. Che Ge's original form is that of a guardian spirit of treasures beneath Bodhi Mountain. When Su Mu Shui plucked the fire spirit mushroom he was guarding, he became enraged and ferociously pursued us across dozens of mountains. After catching up, he unleashed his myriad skills in a swift attack against Su Mu Shui. Unfortunately, even a guardian spirit of treasures with remarkable combat prowess could not inflict even the slightest harm on the Divine Lord.

The Piexie Palace is the palace of Su Mushui. Although he is a deity, it is strangely located in the demon realm. If the maids in the palace were not celestial beings from the upper realm, I would almost think this was the residence of some great demon. One must be cautious in the demon realm. Before my amnesia, I might have had ambitions of "domination and supremacy," but after losing my memory, such thoughts have long since dissipated. The demon realm respects strength above all; even in the Piexie Palace, if I were to encounter a wandering great demon nearby, I would consider myself fortunate if I were not caught and drained of my essence. I have always held a deep respect for the essence-draining practices of the demon realm. This place, where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, is indeed not a lifestyle I could easily adapt to.

I quietly turned over and got out of bed, and before I could reach the door, I heard him ask softly, "Are you awake?"

He always stands outside the courtyard, rarely coming in. The spring light is so beautiful, with flowing rays dancing freely, yet this elegant man appears as if draped in ice and snow. His gaze upon me is always one of hesitation, seeming both mocking and pitying, as if he is observing a worthless ant. That gaze sends chills down my back.

Liu Bi slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Che Ge defiantly: "What is wrong with me? What is wrong with my character?"

After a pause, he spoke softly again: "Since you have won, I will not make things difficult for you."

If a demon wishes to become an immortal, the trials and tribulations it must endure are far from trivial

Can this be considered as the mastery of a divine skill

The sound of a copper coin being pushed to the ground interrupted my recollections

Having replaced it with a bamboo bed, I can finally rest well

I managed to wake him up with great difficulty, yet he refuses to eat or drink, leaving me in a state of utter anxiety

He remained silent, his water sleeves hanging down, making a vague circle with his hand. The small bamboo house seemed to be enveloped in a clear, water-like radiance. Under the bright light, I hurriedly closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, one wall of the bamboo house had transformed into a rippling expanse of water. On the shimmering wall, a tender and lovely young boy appeared, his dark eyes wide open, his mouth moving as if he were conversing with a white crane.

Che Ge has always looked down upon the appearance of his companion Kong Fang, immediately casting him a disdainful glance and regarding the pile of copper coins in front of him with contempt, coldly remarking: "Our Yan Fei is a proper young lady, and associating with someone like you is simply beneath her."

In the palace, the little demon—Liu Bi—asked me with a hint of confusion: "Yan Fei, you wouldn't owe Young Master Mu Shui money, would you? If you really do, it's better to settle it sooner rather than later. Whether you pay back now or later, it's still a repayment. With him staring at you like that, it makes things difficult for everyone." He cast a glance at Su Mu Shui, but was soon captivated again by the pile of shiny copper coins before him, lowering his head to continue counting his coins.

How can a person and a crane converse? Am I not dreaming? My fingers trembled as they grasped something protruding from the edge of the bed, cold to the touch. If this were a dream, it should hurt if it fell on my head. Before I could pick it up, Su Mushui suddenly turned around, her gaze bright and captivating, shimmering with an inexplicable cold light. I swallowed hard, reluctantly retracting my hand.

At that moment, Su Mushui set down the book she was reading, raised an eyebrow, and spoke in a clear and cold voice: "You can go with him; his Fire Spirit Mushroom is in my possession, so it is naturally impossible for it to be returned. If you have the ability, then come back to seize it after you have gained some spirit, but first, you should weigh your own capabilities."

My room is filled with the copper coins he brought over, shining brightly when viewed from outside, more radiant than a bountiful harvest. Liu Bi, with a simple mind, heard everyone say this and quickly sat down to start counting: "Three thousand and eight, three thousand and seven..." He glared at Che Ge while counting the money. A group of little demon attendants around him stifled their laughter, and they finally couldn't hold back and burst into laughter when he counted down from three thousand to one thousand.

Spring departs and winter arrives, time flies like an arrow. Among the world's spiritual energies, the Pivotal Evil Palace is the most prosperous, where practicing magical arts yields twice the result with half the effort. Soon, I proudly discovered that no monster dared to provoke me anymore when I stepped outside. The Demon-Eating Flower shrank back, and I could see through the true forms of those bloodthirsty great demons at a glance

Danger is everywhere, and so are taboos

Alas, it seems I truly have no affinity for the celestial.