The Unruly Immortals

Hearing this, Li Huowang's pupils contracted slightly, "This ability... is it my dislocation ability? Do I have this power even in my hallucinations?"

At this point, Wang Zhilong finally broke down in tears, sobbing and aggrievedly saying, "I didn't earn a single penny. Do you know how many tens of thousands I invested in this deal, how many connections I used to keep the city management from taking you away? All this money was obtained by maxing out dozens of credit cards!"

"Ancestor, I'm begging you! Please, just change some silver into gold for me. We're about to be driven to jump off a building by the debt collection messages!"

Li Huowang released his grip and looked around in a panic. What's going on? Why has this world started to feel so real?

He looked down at the bleeding wound on his body and then lifted the dagger with his right hand and plunged it into his left hand. "This pain... why does it feel so real?"

Even if there's a one in ten thousand chance that this is real, then Yang Na and my mom... they didn't abandon me, they might be looking for me right now!

Li Huowang's heart started racing, and he rushed toward the outside, but as he got closer to the sunlight just an inch away, his steps gradually came to a halt.

"But in this state, what good will finding them do? Other than continuing the pain, making me even more lost, what's the difference? I can't let them suffer because of me."

Sunk in despair, Li Huowang turned around and walked back into the bridge tunnel with heavy steps. "This is all fake; since I'm convinced it's fake, there's nothing to hesitate about."

He untied Wang Zhilong, giving him back his freedom, then lay down on the ground again, staring listlessly at the ceiling.

The freed Wang Zhilong didn't go to rescue his companions but hesitated for a while before moving closer to Li Huowang.

"Little brother Li, while you're clear-headed, tell me the truth, do you really have special abilities?"

Li Huowang completely ignored everything around him, his mind already pondering how to persuade Li Sui to return to his stomach.

"I've seen through the cameras, the golden box you gave your mom was full of jewels! Just one of them could buy an apartment!"

"That must be true, right? Otherwise, they wouldn't have the money to post missing person notices online and on the streets."

"Get lost..."

"Hey, little brother Li, don't be like that. If you really don't want to go back, give me some gold, and I'll go back and tell your mom that you're dead, let her give up for good."

When Li Huowang's gaze refocused on Wang Zhilong's greedy face, a killing intent flashed in his eyes. "You want gold, huh? I'll give it to you!"

He pulled out the gold necklace that he had taken from that fat man earlier and wrapped it around the other's neck.

Then he kicked Wang Zhilong's calf and, using the momentum of the fall, pulled hard, causing Wang Zhilong's eyes to roll back.

Wang Zhilong struggled desperately, reaching and scratching at Li Huowang's hands, but even as his own hands were scratched to a bloody mess, Li Huowang, with bloodshot eyes, remained unfazed.

As Wang Zhilong's struggles grew more violent and his face turned from red to purple to black, Li Huowang's pupils contracted slightly. He suddenly realized how similar this scene was to the time he was determined to kill Xin Chi.

A surge of fear welled up in Li Huowang's heart, and he let go of his grip. He looked down at his hands, trembling slightly.

When had he become so ruthless in killing?

Li Huowang turned his head and looked at his reflection on the water's surface by the river, finding the ragged beggar there so unfamiliar.

The normal high school life was just a few years ago, but it seemed as remote as a previous lifetime in his current eyes.

The memories of the past were already starting to fade, replaced by all the strange and crazy things on the other side.

Li Huowang had found the reason. After going through various incidents, he was being assimilated by the world on the other side. He didn't know when, but he had started to become as indifferent to human life as those people from the Astrological Bureau, filled with malice.

Even worse, he was turning into another Master Danyang.

"No, this isn't me; this isn't Li Huowang." Li Huowang turned and walked over to Wang Zhilong, who was lying on the ground clutching his neck, and reached out to help him up.

His emotions tinged with a hint of excitement, he pleaded with them, "Please, I'm begging you, stop bothering me! I'm a madman! I really don't want to kill anyone!"

Having crossed Ghost Gate Pass, Wang Zhilong, who did not dare say anything else, nodded repeatedly. Then, disregarding his other three companions, he took off running toward the bridge exit.

The scare he had just experienced was real; he could feel that the other person truly wanted to kill him.

Li Huowang sighed deeply, approached the other three, and released them from their bonds.

Ignoring their frantic escape and the blood flowing from his wounds, Li Huowang dropped to his knees, closed his eyes, and clutched his head, repeatedly muttering to himself, "This is all fake, this is all fake...."

He did not know how much time had passed when he suddenly felt the surroundings grow dim.

He looked up and around; not surprisingly, the entire room was as messy as if a violent wind had swept through it.

"I'm finally back..." Once again in this mad and chaotic world, Li Huowang felt an inexplicable sense of safety.

He walked to the collapsed bed, knelt on one knee, and reached under it, speaking as gently as possible, "Li Sui, don't be afraid; that person was a liar, what he said was false. You staying inside won't harm me."

After a short while, a hesitant black tendril stretched out from the darkness under the bed and wound around Li Huowang's hand. "Mmm..."

With a gentle pull, Li Huowang drew Li Sui out completely and held it close, softly soothing its tentacles, whether long or short, "Li Sui, be good, come on in, Daddy really can't be without you now."

Two eyeballs with split pupils lovingly gazed at Li Huowang, tangled in two tentacles.

"Urgh... urgh~!" Accompanied by waves of nausea, Li Sui crawled back into Li Huowang's throat.

With a strange sensation, Li Sui's tentacles spread along the vessels, covering Li Huowang's entire body.

Touching his stomach, Li Huowang breathed a sigh of relief; as long as Li Sui was with him, he would never have to go there again.

Next, Li Huowang walked over to the window and looked outside. The sky was still overcast and gloomy, but it seemed to be daylight already.

After a night of tumult, Li Huowang did not plan on sleeping anymore. He picked up his luggage and headed downstairs toward the stables.

But as soon as he reached the lobby, he saw Old Wu, looking absolutely wretched, along with the cook and the coachman, bandaging each other.

Seeing wounds on Old Wu in the same places as on Wang Zhilong, Li Huowang immediately understood what had happened.

"When did you come near my room? Didn't I tell you not to approach my room if there was nothing important?"

The posthouse official, Old Wu, forced a smile with his bitter gourd face and quickly fell to his knees. "I heard a noise, sir... I was afraid something might have happened to you, so..."

Li Huowang seized his clothes and lifted him up, "Stand up!"

Then he recited an incantation, and the white wax from the Fire Coat True Scripture quickly melted, turning into a fire-crawling centipede that jumped onto Old Wu's wound.

"Ahhh!!!" Old Wu's loud screams echoed through the lobby.

"Stop yelling! This is to treat your wounds!"

When they had all screamed themselves hoarse, each person's wounds were replaced by a mild burn.

Then Li Huowang pulled out two Silver Ingots from his bosom and placed them on the table. "This is for your broken furniture."

"This... I can't accept this..." Old Wu started to refuse but Li Huowang forced the Silver into his hands.

"Just take it if I tell you to; I don't want to be assimilated by this crappy place!"