Chapter 10

Tuntian blinked once, as his black cloak was too large, covering him completely from head to toe. His face was not visible, so he looked intently, as if he were glaring at someone

Such subordinates take pleasure in poking at his lungs, and what is detestable is that they feel no sense of wrongdoing at all, wearing a fawning smile, with a dimple forced onto their otherwise grim face.

The creature circled in the sky, making a cacophony of sounds. The ghostly mother, annoyed by the noise, glanced up and forcefully exhaled a breath of miasma. Just as she opened her mouth, something happened. It fell down with a thud, landing right in front of them. The lord saw his fiancée frown and raised her sleeve to cover her mouth and nose—what had fallen was a baby's leg, the cut at the base of the leg was neat, revealing just how sharp the ghostly mother's teeth were.

Such speculation only heightened his anxiety, prompting him to wrap his black robe tighter and flee. Behind him, he could hear someone murmuring: "The curiosity of the demon is indeed quite intense, having followed us all the way."

He said to him: "Call me Your Excellency!"

Wufang is very tolerant; she smiled, and her face under the starlight appeared particularly radiant when viewed from above. She said, "As long as there is no malice, it can follow if it wishes to." Look, this is the difference. The spiritual healer has encountered all kinds of fairies and ghosts and knows that if one intends to harm them, they would have no chance of stepping into the sacred land of transcendence.

The master felt gloomy and helpless, and had to endure any further dissatisfaction for the time being. Once he arrived at Yandu, he would be able to face her openly and honestly. At that time, he must explain to her that his diet was as simple as it could be: meat on the 1st, 3rd, and 5th days, and vegetarian on the 2nd, 4th, and 6th days.

Tuntian had no choice, like a foolish child encountering a bully of a leader, feeling wronged as he picked up his sandbox, leaving with three glances back.

The demons and spirits in the sacred land must at least respectfully address him as 'Lord'. Yet this creature, the Devourer of Heaven, has repeatedly shown audacity by directly calling his name.

"Then why not kill her?" Zhenyi said with some indignation, "Those children and their parents are innocent."

I command the Lord. "What are you doing?" swallowed the sky and gulped.

The lord extended his hand, wishing to stop it, but it was already too late. Like a whistle, he soared into the sky, heading in the direction of the cries. They did not understand that the realms of the sacred and the tungsten realms had long since developed a fundamental distinction. Here lived all manner of strange creatures, some possessing the utmost humanity and emotion, while others posed extreme dangers devoid of humanity, especially at night, where curiosity could lead to one's own demise

The Devourer of Heaven in the Realm of Marvels is widely spoken of in the outside world, but in reality, it is a rather foolish creature, employing tricks that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, primarily capable of deceiving only passing travelers. The Lord took the lead and, upon entering the archway, encountered it sitting on the ground fiddling with a sand table. To some extent, their hobbies are somewhat similar; the Devourer of Heaven uses sand to pave a new path, leading others astray; he constructs a city with two chopsticks, and the nightmares are all products of his interests.

Back and forth, what is there to do? There is nothing more to say. He stood with his hands on his hips, glaring fiercely at it, "Go, play somewhere else!"

Although I have done many embarrassing things along the way, I believe that this small compromise is nothing compared to successfully marrying my wife

He knocked it down from the tree with a single punch, "Do you think such a thing could happen right under this king's nose?"

It is quite alarming; I have long believed that a female teacher and a male student is not a good situation. As someone who has experienced a broken engagement, discovering that my fiancée is getting too close to another man is enough to make me feel as if the sky is falling and the earth is collapsing.

Tuntian seems a bit afraid, glancing at it, cautiously reaching out a claw to gather its sand.

What should I do? The master sat on a distant boulder, feeling dejected and fearful in his heart. If he were to be let down once more, he would no longer dare to entertain thoughts of marrying a wife. He patted his knees and thought, if it doesn't work out, then I might as well resort to forceful marriage, a direct abduction. Women are likely to prefer men who are powerful, influential, and both domineering yet gentle; he believed he fit this persona quite well. That unfortunate disciple was far inferior in comparison to him. Women are likely to prefer men who are powerful, influential, and both domineering yet gentle; he believed he fit this persona quite well. That unfortunate disciple was far inferior in comparison to him.

The three individuals still had to rely on each other for the time being. They camped out in the wilderness and built a fire. The difference between the sandy land and the vast sea lies in the fact that there is hardly any game in the vast sea, while rabbits and deer roam freely on the sandy land. Unfortunately, the strange bird, Qu Ru, was unreliable, and in the end, it only brought back a few field mice. Unable to tolerate this, he drove a herd of yellow sheep over, and Ye Zhenyi selected one from the group, swiftly wielding his knife to slaughter the sheep.

How annoying, if it weren't for the unyielding social niceties, Ye Zhenyi would have been crushed like an ant by him long ago. To dare to speak so indiscriminately and slander others on their own territory, this kid is truly a talent

That is a bird, can it be considered a person? My lord, you must be cautious; the last lady ran off with someone. In this vast world, there is a saying: feelings are all born from sleep, which I find to be quite reasonable.

The lord remained silent, and the posture of bowing his head appeared somewhat sorrowful

The subordinate monster is disobedient, how can that be tolerated! The lord became angry, crushed its sand table with a kick, and struck its head hard twice, "What are you looking at! Get moving, if you don't leave, I'll hit you!"

Thus, encountering the Devouring Sky in the realm of Miao Shan will no longer occur. He returned to that group, listening to them boast about the mole behind the ears of the innkeeper. He had already cleared the dangers for her, and now, no matter where they stayed, there was no need to fear. However, she was a rather cautious person; even when they later passed by a real inn, she did not choose to stay there. In her words, "In unfamiliar territory, every monster is dangerous; unless absolutely necessary, one should avoid dealing with them." However, she was a rather cautious person; even when they later passed by a real inn, she did not choose to stay there. In her words, "In unfamiliar territory, every monster is dangerous; unless absolutely necessary, one should avoid dealing with them."

That blank expression is simply unbearable to look at. He bent down and asked it from a superior position, "Are you playing with sand again, trying to harm others!"

It was nearly midnight, and only heaven knows what kind of scene awaited. The cries grew faint, intermittent. Finally, I saw it—a creature perched on the slanted branches of a Cangwu tree, resembling a ghostly bird, its body large and devoid of feathers. Upon closer inspection, it was covered in strange patterns that expanded from its neck downward, resembling mutated Sanskrit.

In fact, she is being too distant; her prejudice stems from a lack of deep connections. From now on, this will be her home, and over time, she will come to appreciate its merits. The land of the Buddha was once pure, but it was abandoned and gradually became impure. However, the evil here is genuine, unlike in the realm of Yama, and even less so in the Central Land, which is superficial and hollow, where there is a complete absence of even the most basic trust between people.

Ah, the gentle breeze, the countless stars, and the lonely lord... If only I could throw that male disciple into the Fengdu. He reluctantly withdrew his gaze and began to contemplate what kind of first impression would leave a deep mark on her. Just as he was lost in thought, suddenly, the sound of a baby's cry echoed through the mountains and fields. He propped himself up and looked towards them, and indeed, they all stood up. Qu Ru spread his wings and said, "Someone is causing trouble, Master, please wait a moment, I will go take a look." Just as he was lost in thought, suddenly, the sound of a baby's cry echoed through the mountains and fields. He propped himself up and looked towards them, and indeed, they all stood up. Qu Ru spread his wings and said, "Someone is causing trouble, Master, please wait a moment, I will go take a look."

He made a round of inspection; there will be no incidents tonight. They are sleeping under the boundary marker, while he is sleeping in the old tree

I am hungry ... ... What are you doing ?

In a good mood, he quietly kicked a small stone, but he did not control the force well, and it rolled past them. He was startled and quickly looked at her; there was an indistinguishable expression on her face, and he could not tell what she was thinking, perhaps she had already noticed him.

The night breeze is blowing, and the night is beautiful tonight. The master stands with his hands behind his back, following them from a distance. He is not good at socializing and does not know how to engage with young ladies, so he maintains this somewhat distant yet close proximity, feeling quite at ease.

Will it continue like this?

The talkative person is Zhen Yi. If the master feels it is necessary, he may consider silencing him permanently.

The dizzy lizard got up, knowing that he was angry, and did not dare to say more, only murmuring: "The red lotus on the sea of the intermediate realm has bloomed, does the master still remember? The number of demon women on Nine Yin Mountain is increasing, all eyeing your effigy. Forgive me for speaking out of turn, but your speed in crafting effigies can no longer keep up with the rate of loss; if you cannot create more women, the effigy will be completely deceived."

She nodded slightly, "In this lifetime, it will always be like this"

He kicked the monster with his foot, and it raised its head, its two dazed eyes staring blankly. Its nose was so small it was almost invisible, and a wide mouth occupied a large portion of its face. When it opened its mouth, its voice sounded like a bronze bell: "Bai Zhun... what are you doing?"

The male disciple unexpectedly exclaimed, "The monsters in this filthy land all enjoy eating people; the ghostly mother is like this, and so is the Lord of Nightmares." The Lord, suddenly named, instantly became furious. When exactly did he eat people? His good reputation was being tarnished by these individuals. It was one thing to slander him in front of outsiders; he didn't care about that. However, to defame him in front of his fiancée would affect their future marital relationship. His good reputation was being tarnished by these individuals. It was one thing to slander him in front of outsiders; he didn't care about that. However, to defame him in front of his fiancée would affect their future marital relationship

He felt stifled for a while and said, "When did you go blind? Didn't you see that there is a Zhu Ru in the middle?"

She chuckled softly, "Each side has its own rules; we are merely passersby and must not disrupt the order. Moreover, the ghostly mother has an unusual background; even the Buddha does not kill her, let alone you and me." She turned around and gently waved her hand, "Let us go; we cannot be of any help, so let us forget what we have seen."

"That is the ghost mother," she said softly to Zhenyi. "She will devour her own children, but she does not know it herself. When she discovers they are missing tomorrow, she will cry for a long time, then go and snatch other people's children, and when night falls, she will eat them..."

What is crying? He certainly knows. Where would a child come from in the desolate mountains and wilderness? It must be the ghostly mother committing sins again. Yan Wufang said she would go take a look, and Ye Zhenyi did not object, drawing his sword to accompany her. What else could he do? His own fiancée, would he really entrust her safety to someone else?

Speaking of this ghostly mother, she is not an ordinary spirit; she is one of the primordial ghosts. Cursed, she cannot escape the nightmare of devouring her own child. When her beloved son has been consumed, and her maternal love has no outlet, she resorts to abducting other people's children. She must have loved children dearly, but unfortunately, as night falls, she loses control. The next day, upon discovering that a child is missing, she feels heartbroken and despondent, leading her to seize another child. Over time, she has become infamous.

The lizard climbed up with difficulty, still in its original form, murmuring in his ear: "My lord, you should not allow the nightmare to sleep with other men"

The master squatted aside and observed, finding that this person seemed capable of significant undertakings. It is said that he was once a Taoist or even a Celestial Master. Later, after being devoured of his Taoist powers, he sought refuge with Yan Wufang. Given such methods, it is fortunate that he fell into misfortune; otherwise, he would undoubtedly be a great trouble.

Having lived for so long, Wu Fang was not of pure and innocent origin, and was no stranger to all kinds of demons and monsters. However, the Fanxing Shatu was a mysterious realm, increasingly close to Fengdu, where many ghosts and monsters that had only been heard of in name but never seen were gradually encountered.

He ascended the mountain ahead of them, and the cries came from a millennia-old Cangwu tree halfway up the slope, where the ghostly mother would bring the children she had snatched from others. The light of the Dongming grass guided them up the stone steps, and as the cries grew closer, he set up a barrier to ensure that the ghostly mother would not discover them

He is very filial to his master, tearing off the tenderest piece of meat after it is roasted and handing it over. When his master's hand accidentally brushes against his, he silently turns his head away, blushing in the shadows, all of which he sees clearly.

This attitude of profound enlightenment is something that the master finds very appealing