Chapter 57: What Did You Call Me?

Mo Shulin thought of Bai Yuming whose skin was lined with red robe, thought of the coquettish and elegant Bai Yuming in women’s clothing, but there’s only one fat rabbit in his arms that’s obviously not bright.

And he’s also not much better. Small body, thin and short fingers, milky appearance, without a trace of an attack.

What eating meat, let’s just wait for him to grow up and then talk.

Mo Shulin no longer clings to the question of his preferences, replied calmly: “It’s justified to kill for paying back a life.”

It’s impossible for him not to take revenge.

Feiyun Valley is everything to him and his inverse scale. In order to gain more strength, Smiling Whitehead easily took everything away from him, so he should pay the price he deserved.

But he was just a child with an injured spirit root, had nothing with him, and it’s too early to talk about revenge.

“I didn’t disapprove of your revenge. I just… don’t want you to become a person you despise just to gain your revenge.” The fat rabbit drooped his ears, like a melting rice cake.

Mo Shulin’s heart suddenly sting.

Heavy resentment poured out from his eyes. Raising his head, he suppressed his crumbling heart inside, not wanting to behave inappropriately in front his most important person.

He doesn’t want to be a child anymore.

However, the most important person has said his most heartfelt words, “No matter what you’ve done before, at least now you’ve just started your life, and you’re still clean.”

In the story, more words are used to describe Duanmu Jinyan’s leveling up path. He doesn’t know on how many things Mo Shulin has experienced. But from being a child with injured spirit root to the second Demon Lord on the Demon Realm, it’s clearly impossible to influence many demon cultivators in the Demon Realm using truth, kindness, beauty and love.

Duanmu Jinyan can’t have a clear conscience, Mo Shulin’s inner demons would only be stronger and more turbulent.

Mo Shulin closed his eyes, subconsciously held the warmth in his arms tighter.

His body is tense and slightly trembled, with clenched chubby fists, his tender face was crumpled in pain, there’s a bead of water at the corner of his eyes, but it instantly disappeared.

When he opened his eyes again, Mo Shulin recovered his composure.

He breathed a sigh of relief, with eyes that are too indifferent for his age.

“Un.” Mo Shulin replied softly.

He agreed with Bai Yuming’s words that he hadn’t done anything against his conscience in this life, so he could still live with a peace of mind.

The fat rabbit gently stroked the back of Mo Shulin’s hand with rabbit paws, recalling the tragic situation of Feiyun Valley’s thousands of corpses, where blood flows like a river, “Let’s take time to worship your parents.”

In his memory, Mo Shulin in the story didn’t bury his parents, instead he placed all of the corpses in Feiyun Valley inside a storage bag that’s not usually used. Mo Shulin hoped that Feiyun Valley would accompany him and witness Smiling Whitehead’s tragic death.

In the story also has a description of Mo Shulin taking out the bones of his parents to chat when he’s desperate. Some people thought the scene is terrifying and creepy, but he felt Mo Shulin is very heartbreaking.

A person’s will to survive is revenge, and could tell the truth about their parents who have passed away.

There’s no relatives, no friends, not even a lover can be found, all the women were so obsessed by Duanmu Jinyan that they wouldn’t want to marry.

“My parents aren’t dead. They’re just in the soul streamers.” Mo Shulin’s voice was irritated. Knowing that after his parents left the soul streamers, they’ll be nothing more than being a ghost cultivator.

But this is his last insistence.

Only in this way can he pretend that he has changed Feiyun Valley’s fate a little bit, so as not to painfully believes that he can’t do anything to escape his destiny, experiencing the torment and misery of his previous life again.

“Soul streamers? So you’re saying that Feiyun Valley’s lord hasn’t died? Then let’s hurry up…” Mo Shulin interrupted the fat rabbit before he finished his words.

“No. Master, it’s not the time yet.” Mo Shulin gritted his teeth.

“Smiling Whitehead is only in Demon Infancy now, and in the out-of-the-body period. Even if I can’t beat Smiling Whitehead, I can definitely abduct him.” The fat rabbit suggest excitedly.

The fat rabbit’s idea is very simple.

Smiling Whitehead is a villain with a lot of early scenes, so it’s impossible to directly kill Smiling Whitehead.

But he could rescue Feiyun Valley’s soul, without arousing the soul streamers fundamentals. After saving Mo Shulin’s parents, he could return the soul streamers to Smiling Whitehead.

“It’s not that simple. Master, listen to me.” Mo Shulin was afraid that the fat rabbit would seek death if he didn’t agree. “Smiling Whitehead is the Demon God’s chess piece. The soul streamers aren’t easy to control, even if we obtain the soul streamers, it doesn’t have any effect.”

In the previous life, Smiling Whitehead has used the soul streamers to leapfrog and killed many masters.

With such a powerful magic weapon, how could Mo Shulin never thought of seizing the soul streamers as his own. Mo Shulin naturally grabbed it, but he realized that the soul streamers has it’s own consciousness and he can’t control it at all.

But Smiling Whitehead took advantage of the contract, even though he can’t fully use the soul streamers flexibly.

If Mo Shulin wanted to rescue his parents and relatives inside the soul streamers, he had to wait for Smiling Whitehead to subdue it, then he’ll be the oriole that’s about to eat behind it.

“I know it’s not easy. But if we don’t take action before others could gain the upper hand, then things will fall into Duanmu Jinyan’s hands.” The fat rabbit was so worried that his rabbit fur became whiter.

All the good things in this world belongs to the male protagonist. The soul streamers in Smiling Whitehead’s hand is naturally Duanmu Jinyan’s. Smiling Whitehead is just a humble temporary worker who helps the male protagonist refines the soul streamers.

Mo Shulin knew that he couldn’t persuade the fat rabbit, so he asked, “Without any demonic energy, can you open the soul streamers?”

The fat rabbit is silent. The suffocation inside dissipated as he exhaled, his body has relaxed.

He really can’t open it.

To be more precise, this is the male protagonist Duanmu Jinyan’s thing. Everyone except Duanmu Jinyan who wants to use the soul streamers has to pay a certain price.

Don’t look at the Smiling Whiteface perfunctory features by causing trouble everywhere, in fact, it’s really ugly behind the scenes.

That’s why the soul streamers have greatly disturbed Cultivator Continent, but it often releases the chains on Duanmu Jinyan’s body. And by the way, gave Duanmu Jinyan a chance to evade Smiling Whitehead again and again.

Mo Shulin knew the fat rabbit was distressed for him, and he’s very touched. He couldn’t help but to place his hand on the soft furs, stroking it over and over again.

Soft meat, warm furs.

Feeling comfortable, Mo Shulin couldn’t help but said: “So fat white rabbit, we can’t be anxious. We have to replenish our energy.”

How could it be possible for Mo Shulin to not think of revenge after he came back.

He desperately exposed his knowledge of Smiling Whitehead, sending out letters of distress to major cities just wanting to win a chance for Feiyun Valley’s life.

However, even after Mo Shulin recklessly exposed himself, Feiyun Valley is still destroyed.

This made Mo Shulin realize that the word destiny is hard to violate.

Obviously there’s a lot of detailed plans and clear understanding of Smiling Whitehead’s weakness, but he still failed.

The days in Yuexue peak only made Mo Shulin grasped the meaning of being cruel, regarding everything as a dog.

The Dao of Heaven wants Feiyun Valley to perish, but he openly antagonizing the Dao of Heaven by sending out distress letters with great fanfare, wanting to change his fate against the heavens. The end was tragic.

Mo Shulin was pensive about it all the time.

If his plan at the time was to make Feiyun Valley feign death, could there be another possibility?

It’s a pity that there’s no if.

Failure is tested by life.

“Wait, what did you call me?” The fat rabbit couldn’t believed on what he heard, his furs instantly flares up.

“Speaking of which, Master, why do you always make me hide from Duanmu Jinyan?” Mo Shulin hurried to conceal his mistake and changed the subject.

He didn’t mean to make fun, but he felt Bai Yuming’s rabbit shape really had these three words characteristics.

“What did you call me just now? Fat, white, rabbit?!” The fat rabbit has a fierce look, he didn’t expect his cute little disciple secretly gave him a nickname, and also brought the word fat!

“I… Master, I’m suddenly tired, I’ll go back and rest first.” Mo Shulin didn’t care about the warmth in his arms, placed the fat rabbit back on the grass nest and fled.

“Bastard, you’re a bastard!” Standing on the grass nest, the fat rabbit pointed angrily at Mo Shulin’s back and cursed, “Ah, I’m getting pissed off.”

He decided. he had to unilaterally break off his friendship with Mo Shulin for three days.

Lifeng City.

During the Spring Festival, the city was beaming with joy, celebrating New Years arrival.

The people in acting city lord’s prefecture were deserted. Except for the necessary guards, the others went out to patrol the territory.

According to a later report, in addition to Ding’an Village, there are two other villages that are equally hidden and rarely communicate with outsiders, also reduced to ruins. At the time when the world is celebrating, Smiling Whitehead is committing crimes. This is clearly a provocation to Lifeng City.

Yuan Haozhong quickly stepped into the study. Before he could bow, Lifeng City’s acting lord, Zhangsun Mingcheng, couldn’t wait to ask, “How is it?”

“Return to city lord Zhangsun, this is the original and duplicate copy of letters from Feiyun Valley I got back from various sects and cities. This is the phonogram when I asked Mo Shulin, the only survivor in Feiyun Valley.” Yuan Haozhong didn’t explain how it is, but presented the things first.

Zhangsun Mingcheng took the thing, frowned.

Dozens of distress letters filled the desk, which shows on how eager Feiyun Valley wanted to be rescued.

Yuan Haozhong has a temperament who would rather offend others rather than keeping his feeling in. But Yuan Haozhong, who came back in a hurry, didn’t utter a comment on anything, just showed him the items. It can be seen that Yuan Haozhong didn’t gain any particularly useful information from this trip.

Zhangsun Mingcheng first opened the distress letters, read them one by one, and the content of the signal for help was almost the same.

The difference is that some letters have less information about Smiling Whitehead, while others have more information about him.

“How are these two copies so detailed?” Zhangsun Mingcheng asked, pointing to the two of them.

These two distress letters not only contain informations about Smiling Whitehead, but also speculation on Smiling Whitehead’s next move, hoping that Smiling Whithead will be brought to justice as soon as possible.

One of the letters is to Liangji sect. Liangji sect is one of the three big sects in Cultivator Continent, which is very reasonable.

But the other one was sent to Linghua Palace.

Linghua Palace is the largest female sect in the Cultivator Continent. It focuses on defense and healing techniques and doesn’t have much offensive power.

Although due to various reasons such as the female nuns who gave birth to childrens out of marriage in the Linghua Palace, or were entrusted to take care childrens from a good friends, and even occasionally picked up a baby on the roadside, Linghua Palace gradually have a man in there. However, these men have poor spirit roots, and can’t be compared with the proud sons of heaven who are carefully selected by other sects.

When encircling and suppressing demon cultivators, the big sects will place Linghua Palace at the sidelines and be responsible for treatments.

Linghua Palace is a sect that’s not suitable for fighting, but Feiyun Valley sent such a detailed letter for help to Linghua Palace, which is really bizarre.