The Unruly Immortals

"Huowang, you don't need to feed me anymore, I can eat by myself, I'm not paralyzed after all." Yang Na snatched the spoon from Li Huowang's hand, scooped up some white porridge from the bowl, and put it into her mouth.

After taking a couple of bites, she looked up at Li Huowang and asked, "Huowang, why are you staring at me? You should eat too."

Li Huowang, who was standing there in a daze, smiled and nodded, and then began to eat breakfast as well.

"Not bad, you're quite the caretaker. I was worried before, didn't expect to underestimate you. Did you study this somewhere?" Wu Qi came over and asked.

Li Huowang shook his head and continued eating. "No, I just saw it a lot back at the courtyard so I know a few things."

Compared to before, Yang Na's complexion was noticeably better. Recently, she doesn't feel as guilty and her mood seems much more stable. At least in the eyes of others, she's doing much better.

But only Li Huowang understands that she isn't really getting better, she's actually sicker, just appears normal because her logic aligns with reality.

Footsteps echoed as Qing Wanglai walked over, holding a cup of coffee in one hand. "Doesn't she share the same worldview as you? If her current state counts as an illness, then what about your state?"

Li Huowang glared at him angrily, "Get lost!"

When he saw the expression on Yang Na's face turn dejected and tears begin to well in her eyes, Li Huowang ignored Qing Wanglai and immediately lifted Yang Na in his arms, carrying her back inside the house.

After calming Yang Na down, Li Huowang came back out and Qing Wanglai approached him again. "I just want to help you. Deceiving yourself like this won't work."

"If you believe your worldview is real, then you should also believe she is Wu Sheng, right? How can you say that it's the Fate Commander's fight for yourself but becomes a mental illness when it's your girlfriend? Isn't that a bit of a double standard?"

"Saying these things doesn't help. I still say this, don't expect her to get involved; if she really wants to get involved, she'd only join Zhao Shuangdian's side!"

Whether Yang Na is Wu Sheng or not, Li Huowang doesn't want her to suffer any harm, she has already endured too much.

"Whatever." Qing Wanglai's attitude suddenly flipped 180 degrees from before. "Tomorrow is the day to act. If she could join Zhao Shuangdian's side, it would increase our chances of winning."

It seems he now knows that last time Li Huowang intended to provoke him and didn't fall for it.

"She's depressed like this! Even if I take her, what good would it do?"

"You can't be sure of that. From what you said before, Wu Sheng rules over mercy and death, right? Since she's a death god, she surely could be of some use."

Recalling Chen Hongyu's miserable state last time, Li Huowang knows all too well what Qing Wanglai's role is.

"You know that we're taking action tomorrow, right? So do you think it's a wise choice to offend me at this time?" Li Huowang coldly asked, standing in front of him.

"Li Huowang, we're on the same side, I'm just trying to help you."

"Thanks, but no thanks! I've experienced your help quite a few times already! I don't want to repeat the same topic! If you're free and idle, you can go visit Qian Fu's grave!"

After saying this, Li Huowang walked out of the villa. He went to the underground garage, got on his motorcycle, revved it a couple of times, and found it out of fuel.

Looking around, he set his sights on Qing Wanglai's luxury car.

A hose was jammed into the fuel tank of the luxury car, and as Li Huowang sucked hard on the other end, high-quality gasoline was siphoned continuously into the motorcycle's tank.

Putting on a full-face helmet, Li Huowang rode his motorcycle swiftly out of the villa area.

He followed the road from the suburbs back to the city. During this time, Li Huowang was very cautious, knowing that many people were tracking him now.

But fortunately, although the motorcycle was still the same, the license plate had been changed, and the black paint was redone in a red-white mix, making it less conspicuous.

Li Huowang took such a big risk naturally not to roam around idly. He came to get medicine, medication to treat those hallucinations.

Seeing that tomorrow they would set out, who knows what the Fate Commander's projection would be this time, he must find a way to deal with those hallucinations before the fight, otherwise, they would be a big trouble in a conflict with others.

Fortunately, although his deal with Zhao Shuangdian was time-reversing and she forgot about it, when Li Huowang brought it up, Zhao Shuangdian had no intention of reneging on the deal and said she would find a way,

Returning to the pedestrian street again, Li Huowang looked up and saw the Blood Fire Society tattoo parlor owned by Ba's siblings.

Pushing open the Blood Fire Society's door, Li Huowang saw Ba Nanxu sitting cross-legged on the sofa with a tattoo gun, tattooing her neck. The tattoo shop seemed quiet and devoid of customers today.

"We're closed, not doing tattoos."

"The medicine?" Li Huowang asked, pressing his lips tightly as he walked up to her.

"The bag on the table, that's it. It says how many times a day and how many pills to take a day." Li Huowang picked up the bag and opened it, looking at the bottles and jars inside.

Most of them he recognized, having used them before. He roughly judged the efficacy and figured Zhao Shuangdian wasn't trying to scam him carelessly.

"Since you have free time, why didn't you help deliver the medicine? Don't you know it's very inconvenient for me to come out now?"

Ba Nanxu sneered. "You have a big face, huh? Why should I deliver medicine for you? Did we sleep together?"

Li Huowang couldn't be bothered to argue, quickly opening the pill bottles and tearing the foil off blister packs, swallowing today's pills dry.

He didn't want to wait one moment longer for these hallucinations. The feeling that anything he saw might be a hallucination was extremely uncomfortable.

After taking the medication, Li Huowang didn't know whether the hallucinations disappeared, but he felt the discomfort in his body intensify, with attention difficult to focus, slow reactions, and uncontrollable sweats.

"You okay? If you're going to die, go outside to do it, don't die in my shop."

Li Huowang shook his head vigorously, grabbed the bag, and headed towards the door. "It's fine, psychiatric medication all has side effects, I can adapt."

Whether it was an overreaction or not, Li Huowang could clearly see some figures seemed to pass by him and then quickly disappear.

Sitting outside on the steps for a long while until he felt not as uncomfortable and there were no afterimages in front of him, he finally started the motorcycle to head back.

But even so, Li Huowang still didn't go too fast, to avoid any accidents on the road. He rode slowly like that, gradually returning from the city to the suburbs.

After resolving a concern, Li Huowang felt a bit better, thinking if other issues could be resolved as easily as this one, that would be wonderful.

Just as he was about to arrive, suddenly, a car swerved dangerously close from the side, startling Li Huowang into a cold sweat.