Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 168 - 123 Too Young to Fail? [4K]_2

Chapter 168: Chapter 123 Too Young to Fail? [4K]_2

"The... the woman from the neighboring village, she’s insane, raving mad every day, and recently... who knows whose seed she’s carrying in her belly, anyway, she’s mad too, so, so... in my family, my man is the only seed..."

Her mouth quivered a few times.

Because what she was holding in her hands was a dark green fetus!

This medicine primer looked no bigger than the size of a palm, with the exterior and the organs that nurtured the fetus all tightly encasing it, even including some undried amniotic fluid, and the Purple River Carriage inside was extremely fresh.

It looked like it was extracted from the mother’s body no more than three days ago.

"You!"

Everyone is a sufferer, all coming here to save their own or their family’s lives, but you on the other hand, to heal your man, you ended up harming others’ lives, and cruelly removed an unborn fetus from the womb; with just this alone, he could rightfully slap this woman to death on the spot!

Although these volunteers serving the Upper Immortal did not have sufficient realms, they were all at the level of Qi Refinement, basically completely overpowering regular folks.

After hearing the woman’s words, the leading man in white was about to burst into curses, but someone behind him tugged at his sleeve and whispered something into his ear.

"Uncle Che, although this woman is wicked at heart, after all, she is trying to save her husband’s life."

"And the medicine primer in her hands... if given to the Upper Immortal, it could be used to create dozens of medicinal prescriptions at least, and the Upper Immortal has said that those who have the Purple River Carriage and Golden Core of the Luan as medicine primers could be directly taken to see him."

"Even though it means treating human lives as grass, if by killing one person you could save dozens of lives, no matter how you look at it, it’s a better deal, so why not just take her in."

The jade-like face of the leader in white fluctuated, but his raised hand never fell.

With a cold snort, he darkly said one sentence.

"Follow me."

"Thank you Immortal Envoy, thank you Immortal Envoy, I-I will kowtow to you!"

Joy clearly etched on her face, she wiped the snot off her face and her strong arms promptly lifted her disabled husband.

Then, amidst the envious gazes of many, she walked inside.

Creak—

The door closed once again.

But no sooner had she left than people, like hyenas, pounced on the luggage the woman brought with her, pity that there was nothing but dry food and clothing.

The inside of the Taoist temple, however, was quite spacious.

There were three layers from outside to inside, and in the past, this was the bustling Red Flower Temple, where it was said many Immortals cultivated. However, from twenty years ago, the Immortals on this mountain disappeared.

Until just over a year ago, a travelling healer came to the town, with exceptional medical skills, claiming to be able to reunite flesh and bones, reviving the dead. Even if someone truly died, as long as the body had not yet decayed, he could pull a breath of life back into them forcefully.

Because of this, the traveling healer became famously known, and only later did people learn he was not just a healer, but also the mysterious Cultivator who was elusive as a dragon.

Thus, he was called Immortal.

Moreover, earlier on, whenever someone came to him seeking medical help, the Immortal did not ask for any money, curing ailments with his medicines, but now, with too many people, he regrettably required those seeking medicine to bring medicine primers to warrant an audience.

"There are ghosts, there are ghosts! Ah..."

His voice hoarse, the crippled man became increasingly deranged after entering the Taoist temple, pointing at the creatures curled up in corners with white-filmed eyes.

The woman took a look and was also scared out of her wits, because those creatures didn’t resemble humans at all, some with bird heads and human bodies, or beast heads growing directly out of their bellies. And that pregnant woman, with a loving face, caressed the head that grew out of her stomach.

Her legs weakened, but she still cautiously followed behind several Immortal Envoys, the man known as Uncle Che did not say a word, merely leading the way in front. It was clear he was displeased, but at that moment, the person who had advised him spoke up.

"Don’t panic."

"They all sought to seek the way of the Immortal, to transcend and ascend, and the Upper Immortal gave them the chance, it’s just that they harbored impure thoughts and were contaminated through and through, failing to seize this heaven-sent opportunity."

"Ultimately failing ascension, they reverted to mortals, fell back into the human world, but even so, the Upper Immortal still sees them as his children. Look, how obedient they are."

Casually pointing, the pregnant woman with the head on her belly actually slightly bowed to the Immortal Envoys, then continued to soothe the fluffy head on her belly, the sight was truly bizarre.

But a disturbance quickly arose.

"Look! What is that!"

"There’s another Flying Immortal descending from the heavens, no, it’s an Upper Immortal’s pet, an Upper Immortal’s pet!"

"Oh my god..."

The commotion above made everyone lift their heads, including several individuals in white robes, but the deranged man began to struggle frantically, as if seeing a ghost, before he bit his tongue and convulsed, spasming, and eventually fainted on the spot.

"Do not panic!"

He shouted at the two people behind him.

"Many from afar have sought medicine from Upper Immortals, naturally, there are offspring nurtured outside, and these offspring wish to return to the embrace of Upper Immortals once they’ve grown."

"They are no different."

Soon, the massive shadow in the sky, flapping its enormous wings, began to sway and its swollen belly was torn open, with even the innards hanging out. It seemed to have used up all of its energy and plummeted down.

Thud!

The decapitated body twisted continuously, flailing its limbs as if trying to grasp something to gnaw on, but a stream of red gushed out from the firmly shut gate in the distance.

As if comforted by something, the dying creature immediately calmed down, slowly relishing the washing from the red spring, as it flowed into its body, and the entire Taoist temple reeked of a fishy stench.

And then, the doors of the highest hall opened by themselves without any wind, and a gaunt figure walked out.

"Upper Immortal, someone with the Purple River Carriage and the Golden Core of the Luan seeks an audience."

The group bowed in unison.

The woman immediately realized that this person was the legendary Upper Immortal and hurriedly knelt to kowtow, but the Upper Immortal did not linger on them and vanished in a flash.

Under everyone’s gaze, within a few seconds, he stood before the gasping creature.

"Among the many flawed products, this one is quite exceptional. Perhaps with diligent nurturing... this one, I remember... it was from the last time a shopkeeper sought medicine for his wife who was about to give birth."

"To grow to this extent in such a short time, it must have consumed a significant amount of human flesh. But despite being, the Shadowed Crow and the Black Scale Snake are still low-level Demon Beasts. Even with a lot of flesh consumed, they can only get this far."

"It appears to be much more successful than other creatures."

"However, how could it be wounded so badly? Though the Shadowed Crow and the Black Scale Snake are not powerful, they should at least be on par with cultivators at the peak of Foundation Establishment. And with so much Xu Huoyao in its body, it shouldn’t have fallen to such a state even when facing a cultivator at the Core Formation Stage."

"Could it be that experts from Shuangfeng City were sent here?"

He shook his head. Although his mind was focused on the creature before him, he was after all a man of his word. Glancing at the embryonic mass in the woman’s arms, his face was neither sad nor happy.

"Follow me."

The woman, overjoyed, quickly stepped forward, and she went into the hall with the disabled man...

Within ten miles of Red Flower Temple, a man and a woman were resting on the mountainside.

The man leaned against a nearby tree to recover his strength, while the woman looked relaxed, stepping on her flying sword, simply returning it to her Qiankun Bag with a light tap.

She gave a tree trunk a pat and then nonchalantly sat down, her feet gently swaying. Her nimble toes hooked the edge of her embroidered shoes, allowing her smooth and fair insteps to be exposed to the air.

For Miss Cen, this was hardly different from a countryside excursion.

"Woof! Woof woof woof!"

The paper dog, which had been leading the way, bounced up and down, wagging its small tail. However, its form had visibly become more ethereal, indicating that the time for this remnant soul to remain was reaching its limit.

"That damn thing finally stopped, goddamn... It can fly for two hours while on its last breath, fuck."

He cursed under his breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead, now truly regretting not bringing Cen Zhuangzhuang along. At least with Cen Zhuangzhuang present, he could have thickened his skin and asked him for a piggyback ride.

The significant consumption of Spiritual Energy and physical endurance were more than what a young cultivator at the Qi Refinement Realm could handle. Looking at just the Spiritual Energy, Yue Yue at the mid Core Formation Stage had dozens of times more than him within her body.

Even close to a hundred times more.

"Humph humph, can’t handle it at such a young age?"

Facing the mockery, Jiang Feng straightened his back in an instant, looking up at the sky, only to catch sight of those pig trotters and some... fabric he should not have seen.

"You little pervert! What are you looking at!"