The Unruly Immortals

In the streets of Yinling City, a spacious carriage slowly made its way toward the inn where Li Huowang was temporarily residing.

Inside the carriage, Li Huowang, covered in wounds, spoke gently to Bai Lingmiao.

"I think, if the Immortal Sects really intend to follow you for a lifetime, rather than being driven like a laborer, you might as well consider using Shentu Gang's method. However, his method also has its risks. Whether to use it or not should depend on your situation."

Although Bai Lingmiao didn't seem to be threatened by the Immortal Sects at the moment, Li Huowang couldn't help but worry about Bai Lingmiao when he thought of Li Zhi's words before his death.

Upon hearing Li Huowang's words, Bai Lingmiao stared at him in surprise. "Is that man's verse really so disdainful of the Immortal Sects? Tell me quickly, what method did he mention?"

After pondering the words Shentu Gang once told him, Li Huowang continued to relay to Bai Lingmiao: "Drive Wolves Swallow Tigers. The Immortal Sects are a bunch of creatures that bully the weak and fear the strong. If you can find another being to possess you and deter them, then you can negotiate with the Immortal Sects."

"What exactly did Shentu Gang procure to deter the Immortal Sects?" Remembering the current pressure from the Immortal Sects on her, Bai Lingmiao's expression became much more serious.

"Raise a Da Sui," a strange term popped out of Li Huowang's mouth.

"Exactly how it's raised, he didn't say. Given that this cultivation is related to one's life and status, I'm sure he wouldn't just tell me outright."

Bai Lingmiao silently repeated those three words, her expression so serious she seemed to be contemplating something.

"Shentu Gang said it's like balancing two things of almost equal weight on a scale. Neither side can be too heavy or too light. If used well, both sides can work together, but if not used properly, it could be dangerous," Li Huowang added as he reached out to gently pat the back of Bai Lingmiao's hand, "Don't panic, I'll come to help you once I'm done with my own matters."

Priorities must be established, and Li Huowang always felt that changing Bai Lingmiao's personality back was of utmost importance.

Looking at Li Huowang's nearly skinless right hand, a hint of heartache flashed across Bai Lingmiao's face as she quickly withdrew her hand. "No need, that method won't be of any use to me for now. I'm doing quite well, and the Immortal Sects haven't really done anything to me."

"Really?" Li Huowang asked intently, staring at the black ring marks on Bai Lingmiao's pale neck.

"Why would I lie to you? Compared to me, you should worry about yourself," Bai Lingmiao quickly shifted the topic back to Li Huowang.

Even though the Immortal Sects had begun showing desperation, she had no intention of troubling Li Huowang with her own issues. He had suffered enough; there was no need to burden him further.

As for the method he mentioned, she would need to think it over carefully once she returned.

"That's not the right attitude. It's better to prevent troubles before they arise. I'll keep an eye out for you, and if the Immortal Sects give you any trouble, let me know immediately," he said.

Before they knew it, the carriage came to a stop—the inn had been reached. Second God bent down, slid his hands under Li Huowang, and lifted him out of the carriage in a horizontal carry.

Under the unusual gazes of others in the lobby, the two slowly ascended the stairs and entered the guest room, closing the door behind them.

"Will you come back to Niuxin Village with me? Everyone is waiting for you," Bai Lingmiao asked, looking down at Li Huowang on the bed.

After thinking for a moment, Li Huowang shook his head slightly. "No, I'll wait here. If I go back to Niuxin Village, I might miss news of the Record of Appearance."

Moreover, there was no need for him to get entangled with others. Living a peaceful and stable life may very well be the best outcome for them.

By his side, these people would only be dragged into his troubles. Enough people had already died.

Bai Lingmiao looked down at Li Huowang on the bed from her lofty position, her lips curving slightly upward. Then, she slowly removed her clothes and bent down to kiss him.

"I'm still injured," Li Huowang said in agony to the young woman pressing down on him.

"Heh, isn't that even better? Since you can't die anyway. And hey, you still haven't told me, who is Yang Na?!"

Following that, the fine stitches closing Li Huowang's wounds began snapping one by one.

After a long while, Bai Lingmiao lay spread-eagled on the blood-soaked bed, her left foot resting on Li Huowang's chest, heaving for breath and chuckling quietly.

Just as Li Huowang was about to say something, Bai Lingmiao's slender, fair left leg lifted gently and then pressed down heavily, nearly suffocating the weakened Li Huowang.

"The matter of Second God, you think I'm not aware of it? Now there's Yang Na, you sure have a lot of women, Li Huowang," Bai Lingmiao said through clenched teeth, as if her previous actions were a form of revenge.

Facing the same situation, Bai Lingmiao with the Evil Qi inhabiting her body reacted completely differently compared to the Bai Lingmiao without the Evil Qi.

Li Huowang's hand was gently caressing Bai Lingmiao's leg, he said nothing and slowly closed his eyes.

When he was almost asleep amidst his daze, Bai Lingmiao's voice suddenly rang out. "Second God is a part of me. If one day I die, you can just treat Second God as me, but that Yang Na is absolutely not okay!"

"If she dares to show up in front of you, don't blame me for not showing any couple's mercy!"

With a hint of helplessness, Li Huowang opened his eyes and looked beside him.

"Yang Na is just an illusion. Are you really jealous of an illusion?"

However, at that moment, Li Huowang noticed that the Bai Lingmiao beside him had somehow turned into Second God.

This time Second God didn't wear the red bridal veil, exposing her bizarre appearance completely.

With her elongated mouth slightly open on that half of her face, a plaintive voice came forth. "Senior brother Li..."

Seeing Second God in front of him, Li Huowang immediately became a little dazed; he felt as if Bai Lingmiao from the past had returned.

"Senior brother Li..." Tears streamed from the five eyes of Second God; she resembled a bullied pup, whimpering on Li Huowang's chest.

"Miaomiao? Is it really you?"

A chill ran up the back of his head as a horrible conjecture leapt into Li Huowang's mind.

Could it be that Bai Lingmiao was not possessed by Evil Qi, but had been replaced by Second God? Was she forced to become Second God?

Li Huowang held Second God in his arms, his expression fierce, and looked towards the empty guest room, "Second God! Come out! What on earth is going on here!"

Just then, Li Huowang felt the furry body in his arms becoming smooth,

"Big God, Second God, is there a difference?" Bai Lingmiao with those white law-powder pupils appeared in Li Huowang's arms again, mockingly looking at him.

"To you, what does it matter who it is? You're not picky anyway."

"You'd better explain things clearly! Who exactly are you?" Li Huowang, now deadly serious, looked especially terrifying, especially in his injured state.